Seal the Perfect One!

The conversation in the Perfect One's mind lasted only an instant in the outside world.

The moment the golden-red flames changed color, Bram abruptly flapped his wings. A scarlet shockwave roared out, forcing back the stream of flame for an extremely brief instant.

But in that instant, he had already charged out.

His pupils flashed crimson. He suddenly thrust his right hand downward, then clenched it hard! Everyone except Iver and the Eternal Pope shuddered violently—their hearts instantly burst, and every blood vessel in their bodies broke! It was an area-of-effect instant-death ability! Yet before they could even die, brilliant light began to shine from their bodies... The instant their vitality declined, the power the Eternal Pope had left within them healed them.

At that moment, the Perfect One raised both hands.

Blood converging from all directions gathered into a massive sphere, which he slammed forward with tremendous force. It locked in a stalemate with the stream of flame spewed out by the Paradox Flame Butterfly! Across the entire Eighteenth Circle, countless strands of blood energy could be seen rising into the sky—he had drawn out the blood of everyone in the Eighteenth Circle from afar!

And it was not limited to the Eighteenth Circle. High above, beyond Iver's sight, even the elves of the Nineteenth Circle had been drained of blood!

At that moment, the Eternal Pope's tightly furrowed brows unexpectedly relaxed.

She turned slightly to look at Iver and Cardinal Dominic, then said succinctly, "Take over for me for a moment."

The next instant, her avatar suddenly vanished into thin air.

The instant she disappeared, Iver suddenly felt an incomparably immense pressure. Only then did he realize what the Eternal Pope had been holding back for them.

Yet he felt somewhat reassured instead.

Since the Eternal Pope had