Chapter 864: Tear down the statue of your grandfather

"Nero..."

Credo looked at Nero's leaving figure. For some reason, he suddenly felt that Nero had grown up.

From the younger brother who always followed him, he grew up.

Credo realized that this younger brother no longer needed his care and was dependent on him.

Luther watched Nero walking side by side with him.

"Luther..."

Nero suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

Luther uttered a modal particle that represented a question.

"Don't take action later."

Nero said.

He wanted to figure it all out himself.

"Can."

Luther nodded. He had no intention of taking action. He was just here to watch the show.

Now that Nero had brought it up himself, Luther felt very good about it.

"Thanks."

Nero didn't know what to say. His father had been caring about him since he appeared and met all his requirements.

This made Nero feel a father's love that he had never experienced before.

Maybe, this is father's love?

There is someone who can be relied on and tolerated, but it was Credo before and now it is Luther.

"It's nothing, but when you are in danger, I will definitely take action."

Luther said with a smile.

When Nero stepped onto the last layer of the deep underground, the air around him seemed to freeze, and an indescribable sense of depression enveloped him.

The surrounding light was weak and dim, and could only barely illuminate the outline of the huge thing in front of it - a huge stone statue. Its height was far beyond imagination, as if it were straight into the sky. Even if it was estimated by a number like "one hundred meters", it would still be too high. Seems too conservative.

This stone statue exudes an ancient and solemn atmosphere, but it is also mixed with some indescribable evil and distortion, which is in sharp contrast to the solemn Spartan stone statue in the Opera House in Nero's memory.

The face of the stone statue was vague and majestic, but Nero could feel a familiar yet unfamiliar power surging within it.

Although its body design is similar to the Spartan stone statue, the details reveal a completely different style, full of some kind of blasphemy and mockery of sacred things.

Nero secretly thought that this is indeed a piece of work full of evil taste. I don’t know who did it and what kind of secrets it hides.

The spiral staircase surrounding the stone statue is like a winding python, leading explorers deep into the unknown abyss. Nero slowly descended along this staircase, each step seemed extremely heavy, as if he was carrying the weight of the entire world.

When he finally came to an open area in the middle of the stairs, his eyes suddenly opened up, and the chest of the stone statue was facing him, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching him.

At this moment, Nero suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right hand. It was a sign that the demon's blood was boiling in his body, and it was also the organ that was most sensitive to the evil forces around him.

He quickly looked around, trying to find the source of the pain. Finally, his gaze was fixed on the top of the stone statue - there, the Pope was standing in a condescending posture, as if he was the master of the world.

Nero's heart was filled with doubts and shock. He clearly remembered that when he was going down the stairs, there was no one there. How did the Pope appear there in such a short time?

Or maybe he was standing there from the beginning, but he didn't realize it? These questions came flooding in.

Anyway, the demon that Nero sensed must be the Pope. He was shot in the head by Dante and died, but now he stood majestically in front of Nero. From this alone, you can know that this man is no longer human.

"Don't you think it's extremely divine? The appearance of this savior."

The pope's voice echoed in the empty underground, with a hint of ridicule and pride.

He lowered his head and looked down at the stone statue at his feet, as if it really was the savior in his heart.

Nero snorted coldly and responded: "It matches your taste... If it were me, I wouldn't stand on the head of the savior. It would be too disrespectful."

Luther secretly cursed in his heart, Nero, Nero, didn't you yourself take down the statue of your grandfather? When these words come out of your mouth, they sound a bit ironic.

But he did not say these words, he just stood aside silently, observing the conflict that was about to break out.

The Pope looked down at Nero with cold eyes. Nero had never had close contact with him, and most likely only looked at the man from a distance. But as far as Nero knew, he would not look at others in this way.

However, he is very suitable for this kind of cold eyes, I am afraid this is his nature.

"I will deal with you and disband the Demon Sword Order!"

Nero took out the blue rose and said.

"Okay, since that's the case, let me give you a little color. Although it is not completed, you are also a good candidate to test the savior's strength..."

The Pope smiled and said,

Facing the smiling Pope, Nero raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, gently pulled the trigger with his finger, and the blue bullet cut through the air like a meteor, heading straight for the Pope.

However, just when the bullet was about to hit the target, a bright barrier suddenly appeared around the Pope, which bounced the bullets back one by one.

"Hmph, a mere mortal would try to challenge the majesty of God with toys like this."

There was not only contempt in the Pope's words, but also a deep understanding of the power gap.

"Then, let me show you what real power is!"

Nero roared, and the magic power in his body surged and gathered in his right hand like an awakened beast.

The magic sword Apophis, this legendary weapon, turned into a brilliant blue light under Nero's call, carrying the power of destroying the world and rushing towards the Pope.

However, the Pope's reaction was beyond Nero's expectations.

He did not choose to fight head-on, but flashed, as if he merged into the internal space of the Savior, and disappeared without a trace.

Although Nero's attack was fierce, it could only hit the seemingly indestructible Savior, making a deafening roar, but failed to cause any damage to it.

"How is this possible?"

Nero was secretly surprised in his heart. He knew the power of the Savior, but he never expected that it could resist his full-strength attack so easily.

Just as he was stunned, the Savior suddenly began to shake violently, as if an angry beast was brewing a more violent attack.

The ground began to tremble, and the decorations around it fell one after another. The entire palace seemed to be crumbling at this moment. Nero steadied himself, staring at the savior's huge body with a sharp gaze.

He slowly raised his right hand and slapped Nero with a speed and strength beyond common sense.