"I know you're formidable. If I die here today, won't you be afraid the Bright Pope will come for you? I am a Pharaoh of the Bright Church. You must understand the gravity of the situation!"
Di Shitian had no choice but to invoke the Bright Pope. Perhaps only the Pope could truly keep him in check.
He took a step forward, seeing Lin Zifeng frown and hesitate.
Then he fanned the flames again, "The Pope saved your Holy Hall from a crisis. Such a monumental gift, and not only do you not thank him, but you also want to execute me. The Pope is still in Huaxia, aren't you afraid he'll come for you?"
"God damn it, this is really tough to handle. This time, we indeed owe the Pope a favor. The Pope hasn't left Huaxia yet. If we kill them, will it attract the Pope's attention?" The handsome guy was somewhat afraid of the Pope now. That beast's combat power is infinite, even a Saint's existence.
