"Stop him!"
Queen Ellari shouted fiercely, raising her Staff high, her pale blue eyes flashing.
Hum-
The air abruptly grew viscous. Countless metallic particles appeared out of thin air, forming an invisible mire that held Ao Lingsi fast.
As though he had plunged into the deep sea, Ao Lingsi slowed drastically, but he still charged toward the drone swarm by force, heedless of everything.
Muradin and Warwick sprang into action simultaneously.
The Dwarf King swung his Warhammer in a full arc, bringing the roar of wind and thunder as it smashed toward the Demon God's back.
Warwick swept his battle-axe sideways, striking at the Demon God's waist and ribs from the flank.
Ao Lingsi was forced to turn and block, leaving him no time to spare for the drones.
In that fleeting opening!
Ninety-nine drones became streaks of deadly light, fearlessly crashing toward the Demon God.
Only one broke formation and flew straight toward the Pope.
The Pope hovered in midair, his bloodstained robes snapping in the gale.
Long Zhan's urgent voice came through his earpiece.
"Your Holiness, the briefcase beneath the drone contains the Antimatter Bomb."
"Once you open it, there's a red button on the bomb."
"Press it to detonate."
"But..."
He paused, his voice growing emphatic.
"You must get as close to the Demon God as possible!"
The Pope said nothing.
He reached out, his aged hand without the slightest tremor, and steadily caught the briefcase dropping from the drone.
Click.
The mounting bracket released with the sound.
Cold metal settled into his palm.
The Pope opened the briefcase and glanced down at the device inside, complex emotions in his eyes.
The next second, he took the round device out of the case and placed it in his Spatial Ring.
Inside the Command Center, Long Zhan switched