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Chapter 1788 Juvenile Lien

In the main control room, the young man seemed to be asking philosophical questions when he spoke.

Thoughts flashed through Xu Zhi's mind, and he was about to speak when he saw Alita slap him in the face.

"What destruction, what rebirth? Whose child are you? You are learning useless things at a young age. I despise your pedantry the most."

Alita slapped him across the face, pointed at the boy and scolded him.

"How dare you hit me."

The young man touched his red face, grabbed the golden staff with his right hand, and wanted to hit Alita with a stick.

"I'm sorry, I unknowingly assumed the role of the past." Alita said bitterly: "Every time I see fools who devote themselves to the light, I can't help but advise them to wake them up. Now it's up to you. Anyway, I don't

He is no longer a member of the Holy See."

"Jean, we want to hear how far the battle is going above."

Doug Wugel walked up, picked up the boy and threw it aside, and put his ear towards the receiver.

The clash of swords, horns, and shouts immediately reached my ears.

"This baby is wonderful," Doug Wugle couldn't help but admire.

"Wonderful, we call this a wired communication device. With just one wire, you can hear sounds ten miles away."

After being left aside, the young man looked angry for a moment, then calmed down and chatted casually.

"If it develops in the future, several cities will be able to communicate directly."

"What's so good about this? Have you ever heard of the Sage's Window and the Sage's Eye? It not only has images, but also sounds, and the magic bird's communication is also very convenient." Doug Wuge replied.

"Ignorance, technology cannot be compared to special treasures."

The young man sneered, too lazy to communicate with this barbarian.

His eyes scanned Aelita and Agranel from time to time, and occasionally looked at Xu Zhi, as if he wanted to see something.

"Sir Lean, how did you become like this?"

The young man didn't see his true identity, so Xu Zhi spoke.

As a representative figure with fiery eyes, Xu Zhi rarely sees through people.

The old man that Alita once painted, the middle-aged face on Dragon Island, now looks like a young man.

As long as the soul remains unchanged, under the panel identification, the person in front of you is the same person.

This made Xu Zhi a little confused about who the Pope was sitting in the imperial city.

"Lean, what Lean?"

When Xu Zhi spoke, everyone was frightened and took out their weapons one after another.

I have been secretly thinking about saping the Pope, but I didn't expect that he has already arrived.

"Are you Pope Lien?"

Agrenelle stared at the young man in front of her, and of course she understood who Xu Zhi was talking to.

At this moment, she was holding the mandala in both hands, and her body was looming for a moment.

If the opponent makes any rash move, she will definitely attack with violence.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and Lean's name are this living sign.

A pope for more than three hundred years, Lien's authority is at the top of the Holy See of Light and even the Kingdom of Shannon.

Religious power overrides imperial power, and Lien's every word and deed has a profound impact.

In the eyes of many believers, Lien is a god of light walking in the world.

This kind of prestige has spread Lien's name throughout the Western Continent. Even ordinary people have heard of this big man's reputation, let alone them.

"You admit your mistake..."

"Stop making excuses. Few people can hide from me, and you are no exception, Lien Gur."

As soon as the young man smiled, Xu Zhi spoke immediately.

"Your current state is really pitifully weak."

Xu Zhi's eyes glowed with orange light, scanning over his body from time to time.

Lien Gur (pseudo-immortal (fourteen days), professional rune: tenth-level cardinal)

Damage 35-55 (75-115), melee attack 55 (95), ranged attack 45 (85), melee defense 60 (120), ranged defense 60 (120), speed 12 (17), life 350 (750),

Magic 265 (845), skills: Grandmaster Life Magic, Grandmaster Nobility, Master Death Magic, Master Tactics, Expert Combat.

I don’t know what happened to Pope Rean, and his physical fitness has been completely weakened.

If compared to young people aged fifteen or sixteen, he can be regarded as a genius among young people.

But compared to the top masters, as Xu Zhi said, he is pitifully weak.

Even with the addition of powerful armor, Rean's attributes are worrisome.

Compared to his normal state, he was more than twice as weak at this time, and even the power of the dragon could hardly make up for his attributes.

This is all-round weakness.

But as the Pope, Lien actually practiced the death magic that everyone in the Holy See hated, and his level of cultivation was quite high. This was a surprise.

"It's quite fun to pull my magic power to trigger the curse of the divine water of light."

If it weren't for his special health, Xu Zhi felt that he might have been tricked.

Michael, the Holy Son of Light, was hacked to death by Lean without even using this parchment. It was probably because he was hesitating about the consequences that it finally fell into the hands of Baron Von Tarkin.

If his magic points were as high as Lien's, Xu Zhi estimated that Baron Feng Tarkin had escaped so far that he was resurrected in a coffin somewhere.

"It turns out that the person who caused the spell was a magic wimp like you," the young man snorted, "I fell short because I failed to get rid of that annoying guy Fon Tarkin."

"You're already like this, and yet you still despise me."

Xu Zhi's eyes widened and he hit the opponent's head with his right hand without hesitation.

"Don't go too far. I'm still very strong now. It's easy to kill you."

Lien rubbed his head and yelled fiercely.

It's just that in his young form, he has broken through the veil of mystery, and lacks the majesty of his face that has been accumulated for a long time. His words are more like a stern look but a soft heart.

"Fathers are sworn enemies, Lien, accept your fate."

After knowing the information clearly and finally confirming it, Aelita held the staff of life, her eyes were red, and she stared at Lien and smashed her head and face.

The violent fights between priests were just like this. Beating with a stick was far more appropriate than releasing magic. It was no different from Xu Zhi's early encounters with Asiba and Jieshi's fight.

"What kind of father-to-father feud? How can I have a father-to-father relationship with you? When did I have to take the blame for things that were handled according to the law? You betrayed the Holy See and caused a lot of trouble for me. You ruined my big things. Without you, I wouldn't have done anything wrong.

Military expenditures should be much more sufficient, so don’t bully others, it’s too much.”

"That's the bitter fruit you created. Give my father his life back."

Lien, who was in his teenage state, retorted and defended each other for a few words. He raised his golden staff and really fought with Alita.

The fight between the two was like child's play, each of them had a big head smashed.

This level of combat effectiveness made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

After Doug Wuge took action and beat Lien severely, the young man stopped and lay on the ground, breathing heavily and yelling curses from time to time.

"Where is your scepter of protection, the robe of light, the ring of protection, the ring of rebirth, and the cloak of distraction..."

After beating Lien hard, Aelita looked at Lien at this moment, and the depression in her heart calmed down a little.

Killing Li En only allowed him to be reborn, and she had no choice but to beat him up and then strip him of his treasures.

As a saint, she knows all about Lien's treasures.

"No more." Li En wiped the blood from his nose and said in a muffled voice: "I died once, everything exploded on Dragon Island, and my body was picked up. Don't even think about making a fortune on me. It's impossible."

"You damn little poor guy."

Doug Wuge kicked Lien and pulled out the golden scepter from the opponent's hand. He repeatedly checked the opponent's body and felt that there was nothing to peel off, so he reluctantly withdrew his hand.

"You're even robbing decorations like ceremonial guards, you're so poor," Lean scolded angrily.


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