It's obvious that at least three ribs are broken.
Although the Pope is above and Wang Dadong is below, that terrifying impact still caused the Pope to experience severe shock.
Even though he felt like he was about to pass out, Wang Dadong still held onto the Pope's waist tightly, not allowing her the chance to pursue.
He just needed to delay for a few minutes, and even if the Pope could fly, she surely couldn't catch up.
The wings behind the Pope finally disappeared, but she started to struggle violently.
The Pope herself was already Hermit-level, and using the Power of Faith, she could easily defeat Wang Dadong.
But at this time, her mind was completely stalled, she was too lazy to even use the Power of Faith.
"Damn, she really is a Tyrannosaurus Rex!" Wang Dadong was sweating all over, and his Inner Strength was pushed to the limit, yet he still vaguely felt like he couldn't suppress it.
Wang Dadong used the Thousand Catty Drop skill, his body like a mountain.
