Chapter 275: Flame Liberation

Falalis's steps were swift and light, and the burning sword bit towards the Pope's throat, and the tip of the sword was red as if it had been quenched by fire.

The Pope used the purple ominous big sword in his left hand to resist, and used the lower third of the sword body to stick to the flaming big sword of Falalis. The blades of the two swords intertwined and rubbed sparks.

With a crisp sound, Falalis's big sword deviated from the target, passed by the Pope's left ear, and cut off a few strands of his long hair. At the same time, the ruthless high temperature also left a red burn mark on the Pope's cheek.

Almost at the same time, the blue big sword in the Pope's right hand stabbed towards Falalis's lower abdomen, and the blue light on the sword body was like pulsating from the inside out, flashing.

Falalis stopped the inertia of her body moving forward with her left foot, and then retracted the attack and jumped back.

However, it was still a step short. The blue sword was like a scorpion's sting, biting a hole in the white wedding dress on Faralis's abdomen and piercing into her lower abdomen, leaving a wound one finger long and half a finger deep.

Faralis frowned, narrowed her right eye, and bit her back teeth with a creaking sound. The unclean flame of the blue sword rushed into her internal organs along the wound.

The wound was like a bottle of orange juice with the cap unscrewed, and blood gushed out. At the same time, the skin around the wound began to change, and the blue ominous lines slowly extended around the body.

"Oh..."

Faralis sighed lightly, put the sword on the ground, covered the wound on her lower abdomen with her left hand, and the blood stained the white gauze gloves red.

The Pope approached Faralis, and his two swords were like huge scissors, trying to cut off Faralis's head.

Faralis snorted coldly, raised the sword with her right hand, and brought up a wave of flames. A fireball ignited in the palm of her left hand and smashed it towards the Pope.

The fireball was the size of a basketball, and the light from the center of the sphere was like the headlights of a car. The hot and bright ball exploded close to the Pope's face, making a sound that Chen Ke could not describe. He definitely did not want to be hit by anything.

The Pope's figure collapsed and turned into a purple shadow, and then completely disintegrated. But at the same time, a black shadow crossed an arc from the ground and circled behind Faralis.

The black shadow suddenly turned into a ball of black smoke, condensed into the Pope's body, and he stabbed Faralis's back with two big swords.

Faralis had just finished casting a spell, and before she had time to turn around, she was stabbed from behind by two big swords. She only heard a muffled groan, and a blue big sword pierced through her lower right abdomen, and the other blue one pierced through her upper left abdomen.

"Ah... He..."

Faralis rolled her eyes and groaned in pain, her mouth opened into an O shape, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood, splashing on her chest and neck.

The Pope held the sword tightly in both hands and lifted it up, strung Phalaris on the sword and lifted it into the air. With a bang, Phalaris's right hand loosened and her sword fell to the ground.

The light of the two swords gradually increased, and even Chen Ke could hear the sound of energy pulsation, and the purple and blue halos intertwined.

With a "bang!", the two swords emitted an energy explosion, blowing Phalaris, who was strung on them, away.

Phalaris fell to the ground and rolled twice. The white wedding dress was burned by the energy pulse and the remaining fabric was tightly clung to her body, stained red by blood.

The Pope walked slowly towards Phalaris lying on the ground, stood beside her, held the blue sword in reverse, and stabbed it into her chest.

At this time, a blue crystal gun flew over, knocked the purple sword in the Pope's hand away, and stabbed it into the blindfolded goddess statue beside him.

The Pope looked at the door. It was the silver knight who had just pushed the door in. He was not burned to death.

"+120 hours"

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A huge murderous aura rushed towards Chen Ke. Although he didn't know if he could beat this guy, it would not be a good thing for Chen Ke if Faralis was killed by the Pope.

If Faralis really cut off the Pope's head, then these things should not happen now. Because no matter how you look at it, Faralis can't beat the Pope.

"There is still an ant that was missed... How did you learn the magic of the Black Ring Cult?" The Pope asked with interest.

"You will know if you search on Baidu." Chen Ke put up a shield.

"Hehe... You don't think you are always so lucky, do you? If the flames can't burn you, let the darkness swallow you..." The Pope said coldly, and his figure turned into a black shadow and shrank into the floor.

Chen Ke knew what the Pope was going to do. He began to run in an arc, always on guard. He didn't know if the Pope's action was a spell or something else, but he certainly wouldn't stay underground without restrictions.

As long as he ran, he could delay the Pope's actions and prevent him from taking action at the right time.

Suddenly, the floor under his feet emitted a blue light.

Chen Ke was startled. Even though he was wearing heavy silver knight armor, he forced himself to jump forward and rolled forward in a clumsy posture.

"Bang!"

The next second after Chen Ke jumped out, the Pope came out of the blue light with his sword raised in both hands. Chen Ke knelt on one knee and protected his body with a shield. If he had been slower just now, he would have been shot.

He put the sword on the ground, grabbed another crystal gun in his right hand, and threw it at the Pope.

The Pope dodged to the right in an instant, letting the crystal gun fly past his wide sleeves.

"Shame on you!" Chen Ke cursed inwardly and reached out to pick up the sword on the ground.

At this moment, the Pope instantly stuck in front of Chen Ke and raised a sword towards his head. Chen Ke subconsciously raised his shield to block it, and the whole person was thrown out and hit the wall with a muffled groan.

He fell to the ground and found that his left arm was dislocated, his shoulder drooped, and his forearm tied to the shield swung at a weird angle, and the shield was also cut with a deep sword mark.

The force of that blow was so great that it was more than enough to split an ordinary person in half. Chen Ke took a deep breath, and his left shoulder made a clacking sound. He moved his arm, reattached his forearm, and spat out the blood in his mouth.

"This is not your battle, knight!" Faralis roared at this moment, her body floating in the air, her body was entangled in flames, and only the color of flames remained in her eyes.

The Pope looked back and saw Faralis's appearance at the moment, but he was not surprised.

"That's it... the offspring of the Fire Witch, the power of the demon seed, that fire... once burned fiercely in the abyss..." The Pope muttered to himself and stretched out his left hand.

The purple sword inserted in the statue shook, and then with a whoosh, it turned back to the Pope's hand.

"It can be like this..." Chen Ke was stunned, and suddenly he envied the Pope.

"Knight... either run away now, or help me kill this demon." Faralis said.

Chen Ke stood up slowly, having made up his mind