The Pope clenched his fists tightly and slammed them hard against his chest.
Wu Heng's body was sent flying backward, but in the process, he spun around and aimed at the Pope, who was gathering golden light, towards his eyes, mouth, and nose.
The Pope's facial features vanished in an instant.
And they were just as instantly restored.
Ever since becoming a hero, magic spells appeared to take effect on him.
But the effect was also just a momentary one, not the kind he wished to see.
With the disappearance of the facial features, the golden light being shot was also aimed around Wu Heng's position, narrowly dodging it.
Bang bang~!
Two more gunshots rang out, the bullets striking the Pope's body, blocked and deflected by a golden shield.
The Pope turned around to see, as angels formed from energy appeared, heading towards the snipers lying in ambush around them.