The city of heaven, above the sacred mountain, the top of the highest spire.

Looking at the spire from a distance, it seems very small, but when you look closely, you will find that it is extremely huge, like a sharp spear standing between heaven and earth, as if it is about to pierce the sky.

At the top of the spire is an extremely huge hall, magnificent and full of divine lights.

At the front of the hall, on a throne, there was a bald old man wearing a gorgeous robe, his skin was like divine gold, and his rays were shining, as if he did not belong to this world. The rays of light on his body seemed to penetrate into endless alien planes.

He is the Pope of the Holy See, the supreme ruler of the entire magic civilization, ruled the endless creatures under this world, with vast power, but his own strength is as strong as a god, almost reaching the point of following the words and Dharma.

At this moment, he was not in good condition with a sacred and majestic face. If you look closely, you will find that his brows were slightly frowning, as if he was suffering some kind of pain.

"Oriental practitioners have such strange methods," the pope said in a deep voice, his voice filled with endless hatred, but also a hint of awe and fear.

He lifted the robe in front of him, and at his heart, there was a foot-long wound, with flesh rolling around, and the flesh inside was golden and golden. From the wound, a drop of blood would drop every few seconds. The blood was pure gold, like a solid pearl.

The strength has reached the Pope's level. Even if a drop of blood is melted, it can almost turn into a sea of ​​blood, which is heavier than a mountain. The ability contained in a drop of blood can destroy the world. Every inch of flesh and blood on such a person is a supreme treasure. People at this level may not be of much use, but if ordinary people get it, they swallow blood and refine it, their strength may soar instantly.

Let drops of blood roll down, and the divine light emitted from the pope evaporate into nothingness. Through this wound, you can see that the pope's heart is beating constantly. Every time the fist is beating, it will give people a terrible sense of force that shatters the heavens, as if the whole world is rhythmic as his heart beats.

"Dao wounds, this kind of Dao power is too weird, and the wounds formed are almost impossible to heal. Damn, how could this happen?" The Pope said gritting his teeth, full of boundless hatred.

Not long ago, the Pope felt an unparalleled aura emitted from a boundless and distant place. When he went to check, he found that a treasure was born. He had no time to think about it. He joined the battle for the treasure, but the Pope who joined the battle was shocked to discover. There were too many strong people.

As soon as he joined, a black-clothed swordsman almost penetrated his heart with a sword, leaving this wound. The wound appeared on his body. A strange force prevented any medicine and energy from repairing the wound, leaving him helpless. So much so that the wound has been with him until now, and he has thought about endless ways to repair it.

In that battle, he just joined and then returned to the sacred mountain in shame, not daring to set foot in the eastern world. He was afraid, very scared. The scene of the sword almost killing himself echoed in his mind, almost becoming the pope's nightmare.

"I hope the power of God can repair my injuries..." The pope said in a deep voice. Then, the robe on his ship restored his supreme majesty and spoke, and the voice spread throughout the mountain and said, "Eighteen archbishops in golden clothes came to see me."

The sound fell, and almost instantly, eighteen people appeared in the hall, all wearing golden robes, with rays of light, like gods.

These eighteen people, including men and women, old and young, each of them gives people the feeling of extreme terror. Just standing there is like the center of the world, like the scorching sun rising into the sky, making it impossible for people to ignore it.

Eighteen people, facing the Pope, all lowered their heads respectfully and said, "See Your Majesty the Pope."

"How was the saint's coronation ceremony ready?" The Pope spoke without any extra words and went straight to the topic.

"Your Majesty, the saint has been selected and is the purest soul. The coronation ceremony can be held at any time," said a blonde woman among the eighteen archbishops in golden clothes.

"Okay, speed up, and the coronation ceremony will be held tomorrow, and then the sacrifice will be performed, and the saint will be sacrificed to the gods in the gods. When the gods are satisfied, they will bring unlimited benefits, and everyone will have their share," the pope said in a deep voice.

"Respect the decree...", the eighteen archbishops in golden clothes darkened and said incredibly heavy. Soon after, they all left to prepare for the saint's crowning ceremony.

The so-called saint is actually just a hero. Her function is not to make people worship and awe, but to be sacrificed to the gods when it is useful and receive rewards from the gods.

In the tradition of the Holy See, new saints appear every few decades or hundreds of years, saints, noble and sacred, worshipped by others, and their power is almost no less than that of the archbishop in the Holy See.

But no one knows that the so-called saint, fate is just a bargaining chip for the Holy See and the gods. When you are not used, you are a saint, and when you are used, you will be sacrificed to the gods. It is extremely sad.

In the past, even if the saint was chosen, people would have to worship it for decades or hundreds of years before they would sacrifice it. The name of the saint was called as being promoted to heaven, but in fact it was sacrificed to the so-called gods.

But this time, the Pope suffered the so-called Taoist wounds. The selected saints will be sacrificed after being crowned in exchange for the Pope's divine power to heal. It can be said that this saints are the most sad saints.

When the news of the saint's coronation ceremony was heard the next day, almost instantly, the entire city of heaven became in full bloom. Such a grand event happened once in a century, and lights were decorated everywhere to welcome the arrival of this grand event.

This news spread at the speed of light. All the countries under the Holy See received this information and began to prepare for the crown of the Saint, and no one dared to be careless.

Behind all this, in the cell below the sacred mountain, Tang Tian began to be busy like a mouse, wandering among the cells, looking for the leader of the so-called Eighteen Mercenary Corps.

The information I got from Rose only knew that the eighteen commanders were all imprisoned under the sacred mountain, but she didn't know where she was. She needed Tang Tian to search one by one, but she gave Tang Tian a general feature so she would not ask one by one. But even so, Tang Tian was also very tired among countless prison cells.

The cells under the sacred mountain are extremely huge, one by one, detaining the important criminals arrested by the Holy See, and there are all kinds of strange things. Not only are human beings imprisoned, many foreign powerhouses are detained in the cells, with all their sealed cultivation.

Because these important criminals were sealed with their cultivation, Tang Tian was not in danger of breaking in.

After experiencing a cell, Tang Tian saw the powerful men who were imprisoned countless times. Needless to mention the shock in his heart, such as Titan giants, golden dragons, abyss monsters, and some legendary terrible existences, which are everywhere in the Holy See's cell. If everyone goes out, they can cause endless storms in the world.

After seeing these strong men, Tang Tian realized that it was really an honor to be detained by the Holy See, because he found that among the prisoners he met, he was the weakest. Is it rare to be a "inmate" with these legendary existences?

One by one, the strong men were imprisoned under the sacred mountain. Once again, Tang Tian saw the horror of the Holy See. Each of these people was the ultimate terrifying guy. For example, one of the undead mages once created a terrible natural disaster, and the undead were rampant all over the world. Billions of living creatures died tragically, and the boundless area became a place of death, which was his masterpiece.

Wait, there are so many such people, so many that Tang Tian was frightened. He didn't know how these people were detained here by the Holy See and how long they had been detained. If the news that the detained being is still alive was passed on, I don't know how huge panic would cause.

Since these people were suppressed here, all their abilities were sealed. Tang Tian's intrusion was not in danger. Many people expressed interest in Tang Tian's ability to save them. If they really went out, they would owe him a favor. Many people were disdainful and believed that Tang Tian was sent by the Holy See to them. There were many things. If they hadn't been sealed, Tang Tian would have died many times. These guys were so terrible.

While constantly wandering around the cell, Tang Tian saw the legendary existences, and was also constantly contacting the people from the eighteen mercenary groups. After revealing Rose's plan, he took out the tooth certificate and believed it one by one. He took out the corresponding things and handed it to her. He also patted Tang Tian's shoulder sincerely and said that everything is up to you.

Dear me? If it weren't for being unable to get rid of it, I would have helped you. This is a life-threatening thing! Tang Tian complained in his heart.

The leaders of the eighteen mercenary groups are not all humans, including dwarfs and alien races. In short, none of them are simple. Just taking out one and going to the outside world is enough to shock the world.

"Good guy, hundreds of old monsters and ruthless people, if they are released after the sacred mountain is broken, I don't know how terrible disaster it will cause. I don't know how many people will die because of it. Forget it, the world is already in chaos anyway, and it should be nothing more messy, right?" Tang Tian said to himself.

Tang Tian could have predicted how terrible the storm would be caused by these terrible people. They were suppressed here for many years. Once they were released, Tang Tian dared not think about that scene.

The last of the eighteen mercenary groups was actually a pharmacist. His dirty robe was disgusting. Perhaps he had been imprisoned for a long time and could not engage in professional work. His eyes were dull. When Tang Tian appeared for a long time, he didn't react. However, after some remarks, the guy became excited and threatened that as long as he went out, he would create a potion to make the entire city of heaven and kill all the people in the Holy See...

After getting what he wanted, Heaven left decisively, really afraid of this old guy.

"Maybe because of me, countless people are going to die. Is this right or wrong?" After leaving the cell, Tang Tian sighed, and then shook his head, "What if he is dead, it's not his own.

Eighteen items were obtained and they all worked. You can find the so-called big devil. All the eighteen items they got were speechless. They were either teeth, nails, or hair, or even a piece of booger. Tang Tian almost pressed it on the other person's face, which was so disgusting. In short, the things they got were strange and none of them were normal.

But thinking about it, only these things are probably inconspicuous and will not be discovered by the people of the Holy See? He himself knew that these things seemed disgusting, but in fact each of them had a specific magical use, but he just couldn't find them.

"Once the big devil escapes from the trap, he destroys the sacred mountain. I must leave this so-called magic civilization as soon as possible when I take advantage of the chaos. I don't know what chaos will be like," Tang Tian decided in his heart.

Many people who are imprisoned in the Holy See cell know about the so-called big devil, but when it comes to this big devil, everyone just says that they are suppressed in the center of the sacred mountain, and they don’t say anything else, or they don’t say anything else.

In this way, Tang Tian became more and more interested in this so-called big devil. What kind of existence made those lawless guys still fear after so long?

"There is a strange little tree here. No matter what you are, I think I should not be in danger of my life. This time, it depends on you..." Tang Tian stared at Qihai and said to the strange little tree. This was his last reliance. With it saving himself at the desperate moment, Tang Tian then had some confidence.

The big devil only knew that he was imprisoned at the center of the sacred mountain. Tang Tian didn’t know where he was. He didn’t even know where he was at the sacred mountain, so it would be a bit difficult to find it.

Fortunately, he was able to shuttle freely, and it took some time to go around casually and see the legendary existences. I don’t know how long it took, but by chance, Tang Tian finally arrived at the center of the so-called sacred mountain, which is the place to suppress the big devil.

This place is no longer a small cell, but an extremely huge space, boundless.

This space is extremely dark and has no light source, making people feel so depressed that they can't breathe. It is quiet and there is no sound, and it is impossible to see or hear. Whether the so-called big devil exists or not.
Chapter completed!