Pirate Family

The scene fell into a weird atmosphere, and Lorne stood there with a smile. But the surrounding knights did not dare to move.

At this time, the white candle eggshell that wrapped Quina cracked a gap, and a hand stretched out from it.

"Hahahaha, Ratzinger." Quina's hearty laughter came out.

"Ratzinger, is your body already so weak?"

"An attack of this level cannot be avoided."

"How dare you humiliate the Pope!"

The third seat of the Ten Knights of Glory, Shuborg the Slow Hand said angrily, and the white candle liquid spewed out of his body again. Facing Quina aggressively rushed over.

"Go to hell, sinner!"

"Old friend," Quina dodged nimbly, easily dodging Schuborg's attack. Then he sneered.

"Why are you relying on your fruit ability like Ratzinger?"

He suddenly appeared in front of Schoberg, punching through the abdomen of the Sluggish Hand.

Schuberg's eyes were full of bewilderment, but he subconsciously activated the fruit's ability.

"Elementalize your body in advance, did you escape this attack?"

Quina withdrew his fist from Schoberg's abdomen, and a strange hollow appeared in his abdomen, surrounded by sticky candles.

There is a type of fruit in the superhuman system called a special superhuman system. It can simulate the elementalization of body parts of the elemental system.

boom!

Quina didn't succeed in one blow, and instantly kicked Schuborg's waist, sending him flying.

"Hey Hey hey,"

corner of the battlefield. Fat Tiger took Ordin's enlarged fist. Glancing at the center of the battlefield, he whispered.

"Your vital combat power has been wiped out, and only the weak are left."

"I think it's time for you to surrender."

"etc!"

Aldin was unmoved. He punched Fat Tiger's body heavily, and said calmly.

"As long as the Pope is not defeated, I will not surrender."

He stared into Fat Tiger's eyes and said slowly.

"You don't even know how terrifying the power the Pope possesses is!"

...

High above the battlefield, vultures wearing top hats, "Big News" Morgans wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his face. Said towards the camera with a little regret.

"It's really a battle with twists and turns."

"The Church of Holy Truth, which was still gaining the upper hand just now, was defeated in a blink of an eye."

"Are these pirates going to stage a massacre in this holy place?"

Morgan was chuckling while talking.

He doesn't care about the outcome of this battle at all, it doesn't matter who wins, as long as it can bring him the best news.

According to the report from Cai Cai's subordinates, the ratings of this news broadcast have reached 24.3, and it is still rising.

In other words, quite a few people around the world are watching his reports.

This record far exceeds that of his peers, and Morgans' unification of the press is just around the corner.

At least he thought so.

At this moment, he glanced at the battlefield, where Pope Ratzinger fell to the ground.

Don't want this man to be defeated so quickly, I still need him to support the ratings.

However, why is that place so blood red? Am I wrong?

Before Morgans had time to think about it, the camera he was holding began to become unstable.

"What kind of ability is this?"

Lorne looked at the huge blood cell in front of him and said solemnly.

The astonishing aura emanating from the blood cell was far beyond what Ratzinger could match just now.

"Ratzinger is a Superman, an ability user of blood fruit, who can manipulate blood."

Quina didn't know when she appeared beside Lorne, and introduced.

But at this moment, there was no relaxation on his face. He said with some nostalgia.

"This ability,"

"You managed to piss me off."

The blood cells dispersed, and a person came out of it. Ratzinger seemed to be decades younger. The whole person is radiant. However, his face was no longer as friendly as before, but became a little gloomy.

The platinum robe on his body also seemed to be stained red with blood, turning black and red.

"Mashug." He ignored the enemies in front of him. Instead, a person's name was called.

"Here I am, His Excellency the Pope!"

The old nun came out from the crowd and looked at Ratzinger with admiration.

The man in front of her is her real pope, the one who created that incident twenty years ago.

"Notify the sixth seat Una and the seventh seat Una among the ten knights of glory. Close the gate of Balan."

"Today's Theocracy, no visitors are accepted."

"Yes, my lord!"

Sister Mashug bowed and stepped back slowly.

"Next," Ratzinger turned to look at Lorne and Quina, his dark eyes expressionless.

"It's time to deal with our affairs."

"The remnant of the Vinhill family, and the most sinful traitor."

Lorne shook his head helplessly. In fact, because of his family status, he did not know how much trouble he caused.

From being hunted by the navy at the beginning, to Nedict St., Skee, Vie, and now Ratzinger.

It's all about Lorne's father.

Sometimes, Lorne suddenly wanted to meet the man who lived in the legend.

The sky in Balaam became dark, as if something blocked the sunlight.

After hearing Ratzinger's order, the believers quickly returned to their homes and began to pray devoutly.

Pray for your pope to punish evil.

It's just that on the prayer table in front of them, there is a basin and a sharp sword!

The two sides on the battlefield faced each other, and Ratzinger just took a step. A thunderbolt fell from the sky. Hit him.

Surrounded by thunder and lightning, Enilu flashed to Lorne's side with a solemn face. This man's ability was a bit strange.

Ratzinger twisted his neck, it seemed that the lightning from Enilo had no effect on him.

Then blood flowed from his body, converging into the shape of a sharp sword.

"With this blade of blood, save the world."

Ratzinger said piously, the blood sword was covered with pitch-black arrogance, and he pointed the tip of the sword at Lorne and the others.

"Be judged, sinners."

A sword swung out, and the bloody sword energy flew over. Crush the place where everyone stands.

"His strength has improved a lot."

Lorne flashed, crouched slightly on the ground, and said to Enilo.

Through his perception ability, he felt that in terms of physical strength alone, the Ratzinger in front of him was the strongest he had ever seen.

Even surpassed the Golden Lion Shiji when he escaped from prison.

But it seems that he is not familiar with his own power, and he uses it extremely bluntly.

Ratzinger withdrew his sword, as if he was not too satisfied with the effect of his attack.

Frowning slightly, he sighed and said softly.

"Sorry, I haven't used this power for a long time, it's a little strange."

He shrunk the scarlet armor covering himself.

"However, to deal with you. Sixty percent of the power is enough!"

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