The Primordial Lightning Tribulation Spear pierced directly through the Pope's eye without pause.
Yet the sensation transmitted to Jin Geng's hand felt entirely wrong. It did not feel like piercing flesh, but like stabbing into an extremely viscous membrane.
By the time Jin Geng reacted, he was standing back in his original position. Dozens of arms had already extended from the white floor before him, reaching for his body with bizarre movements.
Jin Geng's spear technique was divine. Any arm touched by the Primordial Lightning Tribulation Spear instantly vanished into nothingness. However, no matter how many arms Jin Geng destroyed, identical ones would form elsewhere to restore their numbers.
Jin Geng had also tried killing his opponent seven times. Yet every time he pierced the eye or severed the Pope's wings, he would return to his original position and find himself surrounded by countless arms.
The slightest touch from a finger spawned by the Pope would instantly bore a light-scorched wound through Jin Geng's body.
Roughly two hours of fighting passed.
Jin Geng clutched his right arm and leaned against the wall. This time, his breathing was somewhat unsteady, though he soon stabilized it by regulating his body.
His arm was riddled with holes of varying sizes, all pierced by holy light, and his body had suffered considerable injuries as well. More importantly, while attacking, Jin Geng also needed to set up a lightning barrier around Lancelot to ensure he would not be absorbed by the Pope.
The entire cubic chamber was currently enveloped in the Pope's domain. The slightest lapse in Jin Geng's attention would lead the Pope to seek a way to absorb Lancelot, making Jin Geng's task exceptionally demanding.
"Is your sense of justice still driving you to care about the safety of others? What a pitiful