苍狼之灵

Chapter one hundred and eighty-five: Divine War: Gabriel

The sky was gloomy, and at the foot of Mount Athos, Picasso looked up and saw that the tall mountain peak was a magnificent building. From a distance, it looked like an old and majestic old man, while from a closer view, the wrinkles were the corridors extending from the tall building complex.

"Crack!" A series of thunder, rainstorm poured down. Two people stood there, their bodies emitting a faint halo, isolating the rainwater from the outside.

Do you see such a scene? If we were defeated and sealed off forever, would the legend of later generations say that two demons, who were possessed by humans, came to the foot of the holy mountain and arrogantly wanted to attack it, but the Holy See appeared in accordance with the will of the Lord. Angels descended from heaven, exerting their supreme power, and were later annihilated by the demons

Picasso laughed loudly and asked, then kicked away a paladin lying in front of him with one foot. At their feet, there were dozens of warriors lying horizontally, and the rain carried their blood, swirling down the hillside.

Yes, but what does it matter to us? Let him say it! "Jedi gave a cold smile, his eyes shining with a hint of sharpness. He brushed off his sleeve and strode up the mountain

The warning has been transmitted to the temple, with doors and windows tightly closed everywhere. Countless sorcerers are singing hymns and releasing their divine power inside the temple. The entire sacred mountain is shrouded in divine power, emitting a pale golden light.

Jedi sensed the powerful field formed by so many people's psychic abilities, and with his might, he had to give a full punch to break through this shield. He couldn't help but gain a deeper understanding of the Holy See, which had been passed down for thousands of years.

The power inside is too great. I don't know how many devout sorcerers who grew up on the sacred mountain since childhood and never stepped into the mundane world are here to cultivate their hearts and deliver the power of faith to the highest heaven. And obtain the power and blessing of God.

Walking up to the high first stone platform, facing the ground were two huge and incomparable doors. The doors were so high that those who walked in could feel endless awe in their eyes.

The rain connected heaven and earth together, with a rapid and dense rain line. The huge stone platform in front of the mountain gate was washed clean, and the two of them stood there, like two tiny ants in front of everything that seemed special and huge.

Karala! "Like the roar of a god. Another giant thunderbolt swept through the air, and Picasso's eyes were bright as he stared at the tightly closed door and said, "Let's rush in

No need, the Holy See of Light has always been arrogant. How could they come knocking on people's doors and not leave behind? They must have already received the oracle. Our true opponent is coming soon, and the gates of heaven have already opened

Jedi stared at the misty rain curtain and suddenly lifted his arm off the ground. They're coming up the mountain

The wind was faster, the rain was heavier, and two small figures shot rapidly towards the mountaintop, like two flying eagles piercing through clouds, sweeping over layers of temples.

Boom boom... "Is this thunder or the sound of opening the gates of heaven that have been closed for millions of years? Suddenly, the once dark sky lit up, and a purple light shone through the thick clouds. Instantly illuminating the entire sky, the entire mountain seemed to tremble in the deafening thunder.

The vast clouds kept rolling and gathering, and the rumbling thunder echoed in the sky. Lightning bolts tore apart the sky. When Jedi and Picasso flew to the top of the mountain, they saw a large group of clergy, led by the Pope, standing by Lake Zoran in their most solemn attire. The rainstorm poured down the mountain, but there was no water falling here.