Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

It wasn't until they all left that the Pope slowly got up from the ground, his eyes sinister. This was the most tragic exchange they had ever had when they went to war China.    

    

He was sure that the Twelve Fallen Angels had all been defeated in this room.    

    

Especially when the four of them came out, their expressions were incomparably relaxed. It was impossible to tell that they were going to fight a bitter battle.    

    

This was a situation that only occurred when the gap between their strengths was so huge that it was impossible to make up for it.    

    

He slowly walked into the room. The moment he entered, he was stunned.    

    

All the Fallen Angel members, including Lucifer, lay on the ground weakly, motionless. He was once the king of Fallen Angel and one of the two spokespeople of Satan, the Pope. The proud Fallen Angel, Lucifer, had a dull look in his eyes. The wings on his back had been retracted. He sat on the ground weakly. He had never experienced such despair before.    

    

Even when he faced Old Heavenly Master back then, he had never felt so helpless before.    

    

With just a wave of his hand, he had completely subdued them!    

    

"Chinese, this is too scary..."    

    

...    

    

Wu Lai had a lot of free time these few days. He had refined some Revival Pills and also worked in Jishi Hall for a while to show his face. He wanted to let others know that he, Wu Lai, was still in Jishi Hall.    

    

Of course, when he was in Jishi Hall, there were also patients who wanted his signature. Of course, these people were not too fanatical, which made Wu Lai at least heave a sigh of relief.    

    

However, since Wu Lai had some free time, the people of Dragon Group and Hidden Dragon became busy. All the people of Dark Five were already waiting in Europe. Avenger's alliance had also arrived in Europe. It seemed like they had finished contacting the Dark Church. If nothing unexpected happened, what awaited them in Europe was probably the biggest crisis in the past few decades.    

    

Whether it was to Wu Lai or to the two organizations.    

    

As for the small fishes and shrimps from the darkness in the country, they did not have time to bother with them.    

    

The moment Wu Lai stepped onto the plane, he could vaguely feel the huge crisis this time. All the hairs on his body stood up.    

    

"What are you thinking about, nephew?" Wu Lai sat in his seat with a serious expression. A voice suddenly sounded beside him, startling him.    

    

When he saw it was Murong Yan, he heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Aunty, don't scare me!"    

    

"I'm not scaring you. It's just that you can still be distracted at this time. What if someone attacks you now?" Murong Yan said snappily, but just like Wu Lai, her eyes were also full of worry. When they knew what was waiting for them in Europe, perhaps only existences like Martial God and Old Heavenly Master could keep their calm.    

    

"Aunty, do you think I shouldn't participate in the finals? To put myself in such a dangerous situation because of an undeserved reputation." Wu Lai suddenly asked with emotion.    

    

"You shouldn't have asked me this question, but you." You know better than us how dangerous that place is, but you still chose to go. This means that you already have an answer in your heart. Isn't it? "    

    

Wu Lai paused for a moment and smiled. " I guess so. However, I will have to trouble you when the time comes."    

    

"No, no, no. You don't have to trouble me. I am just there to do odd jobs."