Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

Chapter 426 Silver Dragon X was offered to the villain prince of the dragon 45

As soon as Yu Zhen arrived, he saw that Elvis and Cecil already had their opponents.

She felt uneasy, but seeing that both of them had enough strength to spare, she did not act rashly, but hid aside.

Her eyes fell on the surrounding field.

Most of the clergy of the Temple of Light wore holy white robes. When she walked in earlier, she noticed that there should be a group of people appearing here, but she did not hear much noise.

She originally thought it was an illusion, but now she was sure.

There was indeed a group of people, but they are all dead now.

In the venue, men and women in white robes were lying scattered around. Yu Zhen silently looked at a corpse not far from him.

There was still some fear on his face.

If you use your magic to probe a little, you can detect his drying up magic power.

He died of exhaustion of magic power. The only magic possessed by clergymen is of the attribute of light, so the cause of death of so many people in front of him is easy to infer.

It should be... the light magic required for God's descent was too huge, so it caused the deaths of these people.

Asmon... As the protagonist of this world, would he be so indifferent to the death of innocent people?

Considering that he did not want to see the Pope die and took the initiative to take on the mission of divine descent, he was a compassionate person.

So everything in front of us might be a little strange.

Just as she was thinking about the origin of all this, the roar of magic caused by the fierce battle became stronger and stronger.

Yu Zhen clenched his fists and shifted his focus to the field again—

The old Pope thought that no matter how fast Cecil grew, he would never be his match, so when he saw Cecil and Elvis, he let Asmon face the dragon without hesitation.

But Cecil's performance was too superior.

Under Cecil's powerful attack, he gradually couldn't hold on any longer.

[Damn it! What are you waiting for if you don't kill him now?]

[He is growing too fast. If you don't kill him before he fully rises, I will never get his soul!]

soul.

The soul of this troublemaker is actually so missed by this hateful devil. He is indeed a dark creature like the devil.

The elderly pope had already classified Cecil as a heretic. When he heard the devil's voice, his eyes glowed light red, and he was like a madman, forcing the devil in his mind -

I am no match for him.

[But you can give me what I want first, then... I can let you have his soul as you wish]

[This isn't that hard for you to do, is it?]

Compared to Cecil, the Pope is obviously better at negotiating conditions.

As soon as he said this, the devil cursed in his mind: [No!]

[I cannot grant you life and power until I obtain his soul]

[This is a contract between you and me. The contract...cannot be broken]

The Pope's eyes flashed, and a magic with black attributes hit his left shoulder.

He took two steps back in embarrassment, his face growing paler, but he still stood there with his staff held high.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and felt his magic power and vitality rapidly draining away.

I am no match for him.

[If I die, you will not be able to live either]

You should give me your power.

[Do you want to die here with me?]

The devil screamed in his mind: [If you die, I can find someone else and live just as well!]

[Damn human, how dare you want my gift without paying anything!]

The Pope wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: [No, you can't run away. When you were parasitic on me, you were dying.]

[You must have been parasitic in the souls of different people before]

[You don’t have any extra chances now]

[Of course, I am also very curious about where the power you bestowed comes from]

[Or is this all just a lie?]

The devil was silent for a while, and then his voice became low and dangerous: [Even so, I will not die]

[And you dare to question my power]

[Sass, since you want my power, I can give it to you in advance, but you have to remember one thing——]

[If you fail to give me the soul I want after you gain power]

[You will burn all souls in the fire of hell]

[When your soul becomes nothingness, there will be no trace of you in heaven or hell]

Just as he was about to get what he wanted, the Pope began to tremble all over.

What is the God of Light?

No matter where this devil came from, he gave him what he wanted most.

He was determined to get Cecil's soul.

[As you wish, I will offer you Cecil's soul]

At the moment when the conversation between the man and the devil ended, the Pope felt a surge of power pouring out from the place where the devil was hiding.

His gray hair gradually turned back to the black color it had in his youth, and his old face gradually turned into that of middle-aged man. That was the period when he was the most powerful.

Stiff limbs become flexible and light, and the heartbeat becomes healthy and warm.

He went back to his youth.

The Pope grinned.

Brown eyes turned to Cecil, who had a gloomy look on his face.

That's not the look of looking at a person, but the look of looking at prey.

Cecil was keenly aware of the changes in the Pope. For a person to go from old to young again was a feat that could only be accomplished by forbidden techniques or gods.

But God descended upon Asmon, and the Pope...the aura emanating from his body always gave him a familiar feeling.

"Cecil, your soul is mine." The Pope's voice became deep and old.

But because of this sentence, Cecil instantly understood why the Pope became younger from old.

"The only one who wants my soul so much is the devil," Cecil's eyes were full of mockery, "You betrayed your God and threw yourself into the arms of the devil, the Church of Light? The Pope?"

"He is nothing more than a pitiful traitor who is afraid of death."

"You are more of a troublemaker than me now."

"As long as I am in this position, I will be the spokesperson for the God of Light. God will understand me. I just want to live. Since He cannot give me what I want, I will take it from somewhere else."

“God won’t blame me.”

"Because on earth, I am still His most devout believer."

"No one will ever know of my betrayal."

Along with the Pope's voice, a dragon's roar suddenly appeared in the sky.

There was obvious pain in that voice. Cecil was startled and looked up quickly.

A pure white holy sword is stuck in the red dragon's indestructible body.

The holy sword had been soaked in blood, and the dragon was covered in red, making it impossible to see how much blood had seeped out of the wound.

But the drops of blood dripping from the sky were like a shower of rain.

Cecil's cheeks felt cold and he felt a drop of cold liquid falling on his face.

That's Elvis' blood.