Chapitre 327: Rody’s Revenge (II)

"Go to hell!" Rody roared and stabbed the spear in his hand forward!

Corsica VI laughed woefully, but he did not dodge. A light of despair flashed in his eyes, along with a tinge of madness.

The spear pointed at the pope who stood upright and unafraid. He raised his wand high and bellowed, "Come on, young Rody! Even if I die here today, I will bring you apostate to hell with me!"

Poof! The spear pierced through Corsica VI's body. The black flame spread along the spear into the pope's body, but an odd glow appeared in the pope's eyes.

He closed his eyes and he chanted a spell slowly…

Ripples of energy started to flow out from the wand and spread out in the air silently.

Rody immediately felt that something was wrong.