Bab 423: King of Acting_1

Duge always believed in striking first, "I can reason with you, but only after I've defeated you, unless I can't beat you…"

"Solar God, do you hear me? Today, I will act on behalf of the Sea God to rid you of this blasphemer…" Only after he had bound the Pope to the pillar of shame did Duge shout his declaration of war.

The Sea God's Martial Spirit unfolded, the Seven-Hole Touch silently congealed and struck towards the Pope, who looked on in horror.

Merge precisely, then freeze.

"Uh…"

A short grunt squeezed from the throat, the Pope's eyes widened dramatically, his mouth sealed by the Seven-Hole Touch, trapping all his confessions in his throat.

The next instant.

The Pope suddenly fell down, his face etched with bewilderment, his Magic Wand uncontrollably writing on the ground: "I am guilty…"

Watching the Pope write on the ground, Duge's eyes widened in shock.

Fuck, that works?