At this critical moment, a sudden change occurred!
"No! I will not lose like this..."
The Pope murmured incantations, shaking his head frantically as if possessed.
The entire Papal Hall ceiling emitted a deafening tearing noise, and countless pieces of broken stone and rubble collapsed down.
Then, a blanket of purging flames surged up from beneath the ground, engulfing the Cloud Temple.
In the center of the flames, a massive creature rose from the ground, slowly taking shape.
It was none other than a nine-headed fire serpent tens of meters in length, its body covered in scales.
"Even if you four Eighth-order ones gang up on me, led by you, Siegler, who is close to Ninth-order, you are still no match for me, definitely not!"
The Pope stood tremblingly, raising his staff of black fog and bone, returning to his frenzied state.
