Chapter 785: A Blessed Moment with the Black Sun Tyrant_7

The Third Ancestor, Rashar, opposite them, still looked quite at ease.

"Tired?"

The Third Ancestor, Rashar, clenched his fist and asked provocatively with a light tone.

The Innate Magic of the Black Sun Lord, created to target the Blood Clan, did indeed allow one to fight the Blood Clan across a power level, and to instantly kill a Blood Clan member of the same level.

But the problem now is—

The Third Ancestor, Rashar, seemed to see through the current state of the Saint Polante Pope.

He didn't mind going against the wishes of the Saint Polante Pope and engage in a battle with him.

But in his home turf, the Blood King Palace, the rules were his.

Blazing flames, like liquid fire, bright red to the point of being piercing to the eye, covered the sky and swept across the square, turning the dark Blood King Palace Square into a Crimson Abyss.

The flames also began scorching the Saint Polante Pope.

"Don't just stand there, come and help entertain our guest."