Chapter 431 - 420 Pride Sin_3
Wasn’t it you who beat him into this state?
A group of bishops grumbled internally, the Eight-Winged Angel Bishop who had stepped forward to accuse the Pope swept a glance at him and said, "King Holley, our Martial Spirits have been sealed."
"Pope, unseal their Martial Spirits." Duge beckoned, tossing the Pope’s Magic Wand, which he had dropped, back into his hand. Having defeated a Six-Winged Angel, he was no longer concerned about the Pope trying any underhanded tactics.
The Pope looked at Duge, releasing his own Martial Spirit. Once on par with the Sea God, the Twelve-Winged Angel, now only over a foot tall, seemed like a child.
Using the last of his Soul Power to control the Magic Wand, he restored the sealed Martial Spirits of the many bishops, then the Pope silently retracted his Martial Spirit.
His injuries were too severe, and there was no telling when he could return to his former self. Duge hadn’t killed him instantly, giving him a glimmer of hope for survival. After all, who would choose death if they could live?
"King, do you intend to save him?" Duke Linqi asked, "He is an Archangel under the command of the Solar God. Once he returns to heaven, he’s likely to draw the Solar God’s—"
"Duke, it is better to resolve enmity rather than exacerbate it. Killing him would forever entangle us in hatred with the Solar God. One should be magnanimous..." Duge looked at Duke Linqi and smiled gently, "Come now, bishops, tend to Angel Reilir’s wounds."
Schizophrenia is still schizophrenia.
Duge would not pass up any opportunity to buff his attributes; it sufficed that most people knew of his integrity. The rest could be used for buffing his schizophrenia attribute.
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You plucked his wings, bringing him such immense shame. Even if you revive him, he won’t be grateful to you!