"Damn it!" Faced with the sudden surge in morale among the nobles, as if they had been pumped full of blood, the Pope and the armored knight's expressions changed drastically.
With the bone dragon gone, the allied nobles' morale had risen again. To them, this was nothing short of a disaster.
"Brat, I'll kill you!" The Pope gripped his longsword and swiftly charged toward Nalant.
Nalant had not used Spatial Blade to attack either him or the dark bone dragon earlier. He had already guessed that Nalant's magic power might have run dry.
But killing Nalant now would hardly be so easy.
"Merck, you fallen one, have you forgotten about us!"
Duke Miller and the other Sky Knights had already stepped in front of Nalant.
"You damned heretics! Why do you insist on obstructing the Sovereign's descent? Wouldn't it be wonderful to welcome the Sovereign and gain eternal life?"
Blocked by the Sky Knights, the Pope naturally could not advance another step and could only clash with them.
During the battle, the Pope's face twisted with hatred as he demanded an answer.
His tone made it sound as though truth itself stood on his side.
"Merck, to hell with your Dark Sovereign, and to hell with your eternal life! Do you really like becoming something neither human nor ghost?"
Duke Miller and the others cursed him outright.
"You will all regret this!" The Pope ground his teeth in fury.
"Even if we do regret it, you probably won't live to see it. Today, we'll cut down you, a fallen traitor to humanity, right here!"
The Sky Knights laughed heartily.
The Pope's expression turned ugly at those words. In truth, he was also searching for an opportunity to retreat.
The dark pythons and bone dragons on the field had already been