The Unparalleled Knight's snow-white beard hung to his chest, making him look exceptionally burly. Holding two huge axes, he landed and immediately shielded the Pope behind him.
"Old friend..." the Pope's strained voice began. "This time, even if it costs us our lives, we must completely eradicate the Hell Monarch. God's Country can't withstand another attack from him..."
The Pope slowly straightened. His Star Power surged once again, shooting straight into the sky. The Skill Forms of the starry sky, which had been gradually fading, became clear again under the infusion of the Pope's Star Power.
Seeing this, the Hell Monarch's face instantly darkened. "You can actually use the Great Mantra Skill twice in a row? Popes in the past could only perform it once every three years."
"You are right. The Great Mantra Skill, once every three years. But..." He paused. "I am not like the Popes of the past! Great Mantra Skill!"
BOOM—
