Leo's laughter echoed through the arena as he taunted the pope, "I had no intentions of relenting in this battle now that the distractions have been dealt with."
The pope, seemingly unimpressed, maintained a calm and stoic demeanor.
Boom!
As Leo finished his proclamation, his demonic aura surged with immense power, creating a shockwave that rippled through the area, raising a cloud of dust to obscure his form.
This dramatic entrance was accompanied by a sudden and calculated attack—a barrage of ten green blades connected by sinister black chains, each moving independently and converging upon the pope from various angles.
"Hmph."
However, what transpired next was unexpected. With a nonchalant expression, the pope initiated a complex series of divine incantations, and golden lines began to emanate from him, weaving together to form an awe-inspiring construct.