The youngest Cardinal in history, this is St. Peter's illegitimate son, a god-like master. He was one of the culprits who killed so many of his brothers. What else is more exciting to Miro and Saga than the appearance of these two people?

Thinking of the truth of the scene many years ago, thinking of the collapse of faith many years ago, thinking of the bloody resistance ordered by the Holy See as betrayal by the Holy See, thinking of so many lonely souls who had fought together but died under the conspiracy between him and the Pope, Miro's eyes gradually became cold, and revenge, no one could stop them. They had been waiting for this day for too long, even if this person was his favorite student...

"Surrender, Miro, if you surrender immediately, God will forgive your sins..." Sure enough, at this time, a cold voice had already come from Rosie's mouth, and the originally dispersed eyes became unprecedentedly firm. No matter what the person in front of him was, he is now a pagan, and as the chief of the verdict, his only duty is to eliminate all pagans.

"God? Is there really a god in this world?" Miro's lips showed a sarcastic look, and then his body rushed out directly. This was the first battle on the road to revenge, and he did not allow any failure.

He didn't explain too much to Rossi. When the battle began, he didn't have much time.

No one can guarantee how many people the Holy See sent out this time, and no one can guarantee whether there are third parties behind this. The only thing they can do now is to eliminate the vital power of the Holy See as quickly as possible before the other party’s ambush is launched. This is a lightning battle!

Seeing Miro running towards him quickly, Rossi's eyes became colder. At this moment, he was no longer Miro's former disciple, but a cold judging leader, whose strength had steadily entered the divine realm.

Even Miro was definitely not his opponent back then. After so many years, does he still have the strength he had when he left the Holy See?

Rossi was very suspicious, and then he punched Miro.

Rossi retained the strength of three points in this punch. Although he did not think that Miro's strength was stronger than that before, he was cautious and still didn't want to give the other party any chance. He believed in his own strength. Even if the God Art Master took action himself, he would have the confidence to resist ten moves, let alone Miro?

Without the glory of God, he was nothing. Rosie always thought so, but soon, he was shocked to find that he underestimated Miro and underestimated this existence, who was once known as the first genius after the referee's God's Skill.

With a loud "bang...", Rossi had an absolute advantage in the encounter with the force, but he was surprised to find that a stronger force quickly poured into his arm after the fist touched.

Cunjin...

This discovery shocked Rossi. This is a unique skill that only Chinese guys can have. These are things that can only be trained when they have been training their sense of energy since childhood. I didn’t know how to practice the spirit of the Holy See when Miro rebelled from the Holy See. How could he, who is already an adult, still practice the energy?

Fortunately, Rossi retained three-point strength. At this moment, the three-point strength completely exploded, resisting the inch of strength. However, his body was shocked to retreat continuously, while Miro did not retreat but advanced, and then punched Rossi again.

Rossi did not dare to be careless. In order to deal with Miro's comprehension, he saved at least half of his strength at this moment. He had already seen that the older Miro's strength was far less than his. Even half of the strength was enough to resist the strength of his punch, leaving half of the strength, enough to deal with any subsequent attacks.

"Bang...", but this time, with the loud noise, Rossi's face changed drastically, just because he suddenly felt a powerful force coming from Miro's fist. It was not the inch force, nor the so-called inch explosion, but the purest force, it was a force several times stronger than his full force, and he didn't even have time to mobilize the remaining power, and he heard the "crack..." sound, which was the sound of bone cracking...

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It's almost three o'clock, um, sleepy, but I can't sleep now. I really have no time to write tomorrow...
Chapter completed!