Bennett, seriously injured!

At the same time, another black light rushed towards Sylvia, and the target was obviously her.

But when it was less than ten centimeters away from her, a white light from nowhere hit the black light fiercely, and the two collided to generate a strong airflow, causing the unconscious Sylvia to fall to the other side.

Then, it fell firmly into a bosom.

"Cyril, you move fast!"

In midair, a man in a black robe showed his figure, with an iconic crown on his head.

He is the Pope of the Dark Church.

"Darnell, you're not slow either."

Holding Silvia as if it was the Pope of the Light Cult, Cyril, he looked at his opponent with a genial smile, as if he was just here to chat with others.

"Hey." Darnell sneered, "It seems that this little girl is really important."

"It's no wonder that it can attract the gods..."

Darnell's eyes fell directly on Sylvia, "However, just making trouble on my site like this, really doesn't take our dark church seriously."

Cyril still smiled, but the words in his mouth were not as gentle as he showed.

"So you want to fight? I'll accompany you!"

The golden staff appeared instantly, exuding a powerful and pure power of light.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

In midair, two figures, one black and one white, were facing each other from afar. As the Pope, once they really fought, it would definitely be a disaster for this space.

However, how could Darnell be reconciled if he just let go of the little girl who was so talented at first glance.

He gave Cyril a wanton and arrogant smile, and the battle seemed to be about to break out.

[Main quest: Become a saint, completion degree 70/100]

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