We agreed to practice martial arts, why the hell can you explode stars with one punch?

"yes."

The mouse nodded in agreement.

Amid the roars, he followed Bishop Aura, who was wearing heavy armor, towards the shadow in the distance.

Soon, the two figures disappeared from the eyes of the warriors guarding the punishment hall.

There was a bit of pity in the eyes of these people.

"This boy must have a valuable treasure on him."

"Yes, it's a pity. This valuable treasure probably belongs to Bishop Aura."

"Tsk tsk, Bishop Ola has always been known for his iron wrists and cruel heart. This kid is really naive. Do you really think the Pope can protect him?"

"Hehe, although the Pope has great authority, he cannot control all the dark corners of the Goddess Religion. And Bishop Aura, who guards the Penal Palace, is the best at seeking benefits for himself in the dark corners..."

Mouse never heard the sinister laughter of these people.

Soon.

He stopped.

At this moment, he had followed Bishop Ola to a dark corner a little far away from the Penal Hall, where almost no one would pass by.

The mouse's eyes rolled.

Just wanted to say something.

suddenly.

Bishop Ola, who was walking in front, suddenly paused with his heavy figure.

Then, the other party's deep voice sounded:

"Hand it over."

"Hand it over?"

Mouse was stunned.

"hehe……"

Bishop Aura suddenly let out a low sinister smile, "I can feel that you have the aura of a heavy treasure on your body. You should be one of the top 100 forbidden-level flesh and blood weapons, right?"

"and……"

"It should still be an 'original product'."

between words.

Bishop Ola suddenly exuded a breath of darkness.

This aura actually turned into substance, and the moment it spread out, it felt like night had fallen.

Mouse's heart tightened.

He can feel it.

The surrounding light is being swallowed up bit by bit.

And in front of him, whether it was an illusion or not, Bishop Ola's figure was getting bigger and bigger, making him unable to stop looking up.

and……

Feel the shivers!

"Hand it over, you are not qualified to own this valuable treasure."

"Don't expect that the Pope will protect you. I can kill you at will, throw you into the wilderness, and then call you a spy for the rest of the life. The Pope will not blame me, but will reward me."

Bishop Ola looked down at the mouse.

Undoubtedly authentic.

Mouse couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

These goddess-taught warriors must be said to be real dogs, so shameless.

Grab something.

It was so blatant to steal.

Fortunately...

He has successfully led Bishop Aura to the shadows where no one can see him.

Thinking of his divine master, the corners of Mouse's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

He couldn't help but put his hands on his hips, pointed at Bishop Ola and cursed:

"You piece of shit, did you steal something from me?"

"You have ten seconds to kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize! Otherwise... hmph, you will be rewarded!"

Bishop Ola heard this.

Startled.

Immediately, it was like hearing a big joke.

He laughed darkly, quietly.

In the eyes behind the helmet.

Suddenly there was a strange color of blood.

"Very good, very good. No one has dared to talk to me like this for a long time, so..."

"Then you go..."

The word "death" hasn't been uttered yet.

Suddenly.

Bishop Ola's expression changed.

Swish, swish, swish!

In the surrounding darkness, a crimson moon's light slowly rose.

at the same time.

A series of deep, brilliant scarlet tentacles of divine aura spread.

Surround Bishop Aura.

A leisurely voice sounded in the darkness, with unquestionable pressure, saying:

"Since you have seen the gods, why don't you kneel down!"