Capítulo 1773: Chapter 1762: The Last Chance
“God, I thank you, one day I’ll prepare a big pig head to thank you properly.”
Ning Fan excitedly shouted at the sky, but before his joy could fully blossom, sothing happened that made his nose wrinkle.
Hilde staggered and floated back up again.
Hilde said gloomily, “Kid, aren’t you surprised to see return?”
“A bit surprised.”
Ning Fan pouted, “How co you didn’t fall to your death, old man? I would definitely inscribe an epitaph to record your glorious achievents.”
“The first archbishop in history to fall to his death from a high place.”
The sentence suddenly flashed in Hilde’s mind, and then he was so angry he could hardly breathe.
If that were the way to die, he’d rather go to Hell.
“Kid, your ti is up.”
Hilde sneered, “As long as you kneel and beg for rcy, I might let you live.”
Alice ran away, the mission failed, and his angelic form lost a wing…
Today, Hilde suffered a complete defeat.
Because of this, Hilde wanted to reclaim so interest.
Only by humiliating Ning Fan could he find so solace for his soul.
As for sparing Ning Fan’s life?
If Hilde had any strength left, he would surely fulfill his promise and even cordially invite Ning Fan to visit Mount of Light.
“Old geezer, save it. I’d rather die than surrender. If you’ve got the guts, co over.”
Ning Fan taunted stubbornly, he was that kind of person, biting a piece off the opponent even at death’s door.
“Still being stubborn when death is at hand.”
Hilde snorted coldly, yet he didn’t have the courage to approach.
Although he really wanted to use Holy Power to cut Ning Fan’s flesh piece by piece.
But when he thought of the dragon-like brute force hidden in Ning Fan’s body, Hilde felt a chill.
Similar to Ning Fan’s situation, Hilde was also almost at the end of his strength, although his physical state was slightly better, he wasn’t hurt.
Seeing Hilde not approaching, a hint of disappointnt flashed in Ning Fan’s eyes, he had planned to take soone down with him before the end.
At the high altitude where the two were now, they would surely fall as a pile of pulp.
Feeling the recovering Holy Power in his body, fearing any delay would cause changes, Hilde, besides reserving levitation power, imdiately released all his Holy Power.
“Die!”
A spear condensed from Holy Power shot forward at lightning speed.
“This ti, it’s really over.”
A bitter smile appeared in Ning Fan’s heart, then his gaze hardened.
“I control my own fate, not the heavens.”
Ning Fan would not passively await death, knowing it’s a deathtrap, he wanted to fight to the bitter end.
The cold glinting spearhead kept magnifying in his pupils, Ning Fan crossed his arms, forming a cross-shaped blocking gesture.
The spear t no resistance, easily penetrating Ning Fan’s arms, then drove straight in, embedding in his chest.
The massive kinetic energy of the spear whisked Ning Fan away, disappearing without a trace.
“What a pity!”
Hilde sighed, sowhat regretful he couldn’t torture Ning Fan himself.
As for whether Ning Fan would die?
Hilde never cared about this problem, even if the Holy Power Spear didn’t kill Ning Fan on the spot.
Once the Holy Power dissipated, Ning Fan would still fall to his death from high above.
Staring at the empty void, Hilde felt no satisfaction in personally dealing with an enemy, but rather an indescribable sense of loss.
In Huaxia’s words, Hilde now, could be said to have lost both his wife and his army.
So many people died, even precious treasures were used, yet he gained nothing, even burning vitality, losing many years of life.
Hilde could almost imagine the outco awaiting him back at Mount of Light.
In consideration of his many years of hard work, the Pope might overlook and not throw him into the Holy Prison, but corresponding punishnts would surely not be avoided.
Recalling the desolate, cold monastery, panic rose in Hilde’s heart, spending the rest of his life at the edge of the Holy Mountain was not the old age he had hoped for.
Thinking of certain matters, a strange glint appeared in Hilde’s eyes, then he closed his eyes and began to pray.
Hilde was clear, the imdiate task was to leave here quickly and find a safe place.
The freed Alice would certainly bring reinforcents.
The logical decision was clear, yet the greed in his heart was stubbornly indelible.
“Rescue won’t arrive so quickly. Even if they co, so what? Just a few Earls, they pose no threat to .”
The Sanctuary of Light may have lowered its presence, but has been secretly gathering intelligence on the Blood Clan.
Having so understanding of the Blood Clan’s power distribution.
The Blood Clan’s strength in New York isn’t strong, only the Philip family, with the highest cultivation being just an Earl.
Maybe the intel is sowhat off, but knowing Blood Clan’s critical establishnt, Hilde knew most of the Blood Clan elites had left Arica.
Precisely because of this, Hilde only brought a small force.
Otherwise, using the Sanctuary of Light’s unique Holy Power formation, even without using Angel Wings, Hilde was confident he could exhaust Ning Fan to death.
This mission’s failure ant Hilde was about to lose everything, status, future, life…
Precisely because he was losing too much, Hilde had to find ways to compensate himself.
Having struggled to climb all this way, Hilde knew that power owned by oneself is the true way, everything else is nonsense.
“The Pope is the Pope precisely because he has the strongest power, if I had such power…”
Thinking of this, Hilde’s eyes burned with ambition.
Other than the allure of power, there was another issue he could not ignore, longevity.
Hilde, who was already short on ti, had even less ti to live after using Holy Light Redemption this ti.
Yet Holy Power could supplent lost vitality, while not guaranteeing longevity, it could at least delay death.
But this required massive Holy Power, and Hilde’s cultivation simply couldn’t provide it.
“I must survive, I must beco the Pope.”
Tempted by longevity, Hilde, knowing the Blood Clan would soon co, resolved to take a desperate risk.
At present, Hilde had the best, also the only chance.
If he lost this chance, Hilde would likely have to quietly wait for death in the monastery.
“What a marvelous experience it would be to have the power of divine spirits in a mortal body.”
Thinking of this, Hilde shook with excitent, then forced himself to calm down.
The most lacking thing for Hilde now was Holy Power, the little Holy Power gained from day and night prayers was just a drop in the ocean for him.
In the doctrines and legends of the Sanctuary of Light, angels are creatures highly concentrated with Holy Power.
This brazen Hilde fixed his sights on the Angel Projection.
He wanted to keep it within himself and refine it before it returned to the Divine Kingdom.
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