Kakarot wanders into the second dimension

"Ok?"

Hearing that this undead who had just entered the king's rank was timid, the Evil Killing King let out a dissatisfied cold snort.

"You just said that this is a ferocious man who killed four demon kings. Now you and I are the only two in the king's rank. Are you sure you want to continue?"

Magas the Blighter picked up the fallen bandages and wrapped them around himself again. His tone was obviously completely different from his previous arrogant tone.

"It seems that you, the undead, can't achieve anything big. It's no wonder that you have advanced to this level. The demon world has always refused to recognize your status as the demon king..."

"These are two different things, okay, noble Lord Evil Killer King, I am more curious about what benefits the devil has promised you than this, and why you are willing to take such a big risk to carry out such a dangerous mission."

In the face of verbal disputes, Magas the Blighter was never afraid and simply refused to give the Evil Killer King face.

"You only need to know that after success, I will give you a seed of Oh. Isn't the secret to the World Sea not enough to attract you?"

"I'm not worried about this. What are you going to do? The power that the blond silver elf burst out is not weaker than mine, but he is still controlled by that Sun Wukong. I don't think you are unprepared, Your Excellency, the King of Assassination. …”

In the secret realm of the void unique to the Evil Killing King, there is only endless darkness and gray fog. Except for the dark dust crystals of Magas, which have a little light, it is Adulu's red and shining pupils.

And this different-dimensional void that is not in reality is simply impossible for the outside world to detect.

Therefore, there was no fear of anyone discovering the heated conversation between an evil human being and an uncrowned king of the demon race.

"Don't damage morale, Magas. After today's inspection, Sun Wukong found out that this guy is not difficult to deal with. The intelligence shows that his power is only at the peak of King level, which is at the same level as mine. As long as you find the right opportunity to use me, The Void Dark Killing Technique will 100% send him to be a dead soul."

Adulu kept observing, and soon he felt that if he continued to stay here, he might trigger the saint's barrier.

So the King of Assassination quietly moved the space with the Wither and ran to other places.

Although Saint Mel Hasent has entered a period of weakness, it does not mean that people in the Saint stage cannot detect his little moves.

Just after the top expert in the assassination world left, the battle here with Sun Wukong came to an end.

Yorog, the chosen one and the silver elf prince, had all his equipment removed.

Even the legendary sword fell to the ground, and the speed of light dimmed after losing the power of the holy pattern.

His whole body was beaten to the ground by Sun Wukong. The pain all over his body made it impossible for him to move, and he could not even bend a finger.

"I'm sorry, what did you mean when you said the Pope wanted to meet with me, and why did you suddenly attack me?"

Sun Wukong looked down at the silver elf, the surrounding environment was in a mess destroyed by their battle.

Most of the students here were scattered in various locations and fainted. Only the staff and some students who hid inside the stone tower escaped.

"Damn it, these trouble-making bastards, and that disgusting blond silver elf, what have they done to Hegwarts? Go and notify the patriarchal team and arrest these unruly guys."

In the president's room on the seventh floor of the White Stone Tower, a manager in a suit and leather suit looked from a distance, very dissatisfied with the previous news. What he feared most at the moment was accountability from above.

However, no one dared to carry out his instructions. The clerks at these training meetings had no choice but to look at each other and pretend to be confused.

The only safe exit is below, and it is blocked by two scary people. Who dares to go out and die at this time.

"Damn it... you people have no professional ethics at all..."

He found that what he said didn't work, and the leader of the student experience meeting couldn't say anything. He also knew that his order was a bit overwhelming.

The battle below was over, and Yorog was pinned to the ground by Sun Wukong, gasping for air.

"Sun Wukong...how did you obtain such powerful power? Are you really human?"

He was originally the proud son of the entire Saint Academy, but he was extremely unconvinced. He did not believe that this person had become so powerful without cheating.

"I'm sorry, you haven't answered my question yet. Could you please tell me about the pope and your strange behavior..."

Facing Sun Wukong's tone, Yorog was a little frightened. He could feel the unfathomable power from that force.

"Heh... that's all, it doesn't matter if I tell you. The Holy See Judicial Council is worried about your origins and performance, so they asked me to test you..."

Yorog, who had always been arrogant, let go of his unconvinced heart. This was the first time that he had been humiliated by his opponent in this way.

Although he had a trump card and could die together, after thinking about it, he realized that there was no need to risk his life for such a dispute.

"The Holy See Judicial Council? What kind of institution or organization is this? Where is the Pope?"

"Haha... You don't even know this, you are really an idiot. The Judicial Council is a parliament composed of judicial elders. It is the place where those who blaspheme God's will and the most evil people are sentenced and punished. The Pope Naturally, you are the supreme person of the Holy See. I really don’t know how you were chosen...ahem..."

Although he looked embarrassed, Yorog still had a tough talk and carried a gun and a stick.

"The Pope? He sounds very strong. Where is he? I'll just go find him."

Sun Wukong listens to people and doesn't care at all about the other person's weirdness. In his opinion, mistakes that only stay in the stage of ideas and rhetoric are not worth correcting.

"Hahaha... Do you want to challenge the authority of the Pope? Sun Wukong, you are really an interesting and strange man. He is the first person under the Holy Order. If you meet him with your strength, you will only be defeated."

Yorog remained stubborn, and his hatred of Sun Wukong increased from this moment on.

"Holy Order? That's a person more powerful than the Pope, right? I remember there is such a strong man in this academy."

The blond and silver elf Yorog was petrified on the spot after hearing this. Unexpectedly, the ridicule not only did not anger Sun Wukong, but also aroused the other party's higher fighting spirit.

"Are you... really going to die... to mess with Lord Melhasent, the Saint?"

He felt a violent impact on his consciousness. Yorog really didn't expect to meet a fanatic who was more pretentious than him.

"It turns out his name is Mel. I know it. I want to go meet this guy for a while first, and then go find the pope you mentioned. By the way, do you know where Mel lives?"

But Sun Wukong didn't expect that as soon as he finished saying this, Yorog was furious on the spot. He didn't expect that this guy could pretend to be so disrespectful to the Saint and the Pope.

It's too crazy, and it's the kind of crazy that can't be seen at all. In this regard, it happens to be very similar to those demons who have no order at all and respect chaos.

"Are you really not a devil..."

Yorog asked anxiously and unconfidently, but unexpectedly he received an angry look from the other party.

"If you people can't beat each other, will you slander each other as a devil? It's too unprincipled."