Chart traveled to the world of sword and magic.
At the opening ceremony of the campaign for the bright emperor, the holy son of the bright sect was defeated.
The cardinal wanted to kill me? What the fuck was he thinking.
Just because I didn't make any contribution?
Fortunately, I had awakened the system of the game life, and the opening rewards were the purification tree and the purification fruit.
A fruit of purification could cure all small diseases.
A tree of purification could produce countless purifying fruits.
People in Alvin City were crazy, and the divine continent was crazy.
Since then, everyone in the world knew that this was a Pope named Chart in the bright sect.
They could only believe Pope Chart in the future.
With the reward of a system of the game life.
One was the major treatment, and the other was the trial of holy light.
One was a bright dragon riding, and the other was a holy light sword.
With the appearance of countless holy light skills, the bright sect went crazy.
How could our new Pope know all these secret skills destroyed by the dark sect?
The other two men knelt immediately. How to compare with him? He had already taken out his secret skills.
The patriarch in red, the king of the Grand, and all the people in different worlds were crazy.
He had to make the statues of Pope Chart spread everywhere, and from now on, they would only trust him.

Madeline: Purification, Who Dares to Cripple Holy Son

Eric's figure flashed and appeared in front of Edmund almost in an instant. He raised his right leg and kicked at Edmund's waist and abdomen at an extremely fast speed.


Two muffled sounds came from the battle ring. Eric kicked Edmund's belly.


Edmund opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He flew backward and fell heavily on the ground with his hands on the ground. His body trembled violently and blood kept flowing out of his mouth.


Eric stood still, holding the huge sword in his hands. He looked down at Edmund who was lying on the ground, with a cold smile on his face.


"I lost!" Edmund raised his head with great difficulty, with endless anger and unwillingness in his eyes. He uttered these words with difficulty, and then slowly closed his eyes and fainted.


Seeing Edmund fall on the battle ring, the crowd began to whisper.


"I didn't expect Edmund to be so weak!"


Chapter 184 A Familiar Stranger