The sharp edge of the Immortal Sword in the palm of your hand is dazzling. As long as you look at it, you will feel the illusion that it has been cut into several sections in the air.

Under the sharpness of Quedra cutting everything, even the legendary light of analysis descending from the heavens did not harm him at all.

The angel sword in his hand was slashed down, and the analytical light shining under his eyes in an instant, and the light was scattered and never let it go.

Even though he claims to be free from life and death of all things, he has not blocked the edge of cutting off everything!

There were countless people in the castle, and they shouted with relief at the same time. The reason was nothing else, and the pressure was too great.

The various large-scale war magic techniques of the Holy Light Church are truly famous. Looking at the vastness of the world, how many people dare to ignore it?

Not to mention their broken stone castle, even the three major kingdoms in the world, the Elf Forest, the Dark Mountains, there are countless humans and foreign powers. Who dares to attack in front of them?

But now, there are finally someone here who can withstand the pressure. For a moment, cheers kept coming from the castle.

Then Quidra chuckled and jumped off the castle in a graceful manner.

When facing many knights, the holy sword swung it like slashing into rotten oil. It is accurate and direct, like the battlefield killing technique that has been cured after thousands of wars. There is no unnecessary movement, but it is a real enemy of ten thousand people with the holy sword!

Once, the sky was torn apart, and once, the air was stomping on the feet to form a qi explosion. The body was like a sound explosion, with the intention in front of the body.

In just a moment, I don’t know how many people were called to be different from each other in an instant, or their bones were broken! If this continues, these group of Holy Light Knights are really not enough for him to massacre!

"Have you finally appeared? This legendary mysterious master of contemporary holy swords?"

"It depends on the situation."

At the back of the battlefield, several old men wearing low-key and extravagant platinum priest robes. Under the rituals of the priests' sacrifices, they looked up at the distance and saw all the scenery in the distance.

"This is neither the inherited holy weapon of the Blood Knight, nor the gods left by my Lord or other pseudo-gods in the world. It is the cancer of the world. You must never leave him in reality. Destruction is his only way out!"

"Then let's start. We've been slowing down several steps in time."

"Ah~Franli, I don't know if we can enter the heaven of our Lord and worship our Lord again in the kingdom of heaven."

"With what we do, we should have been on the stolen stand long ago. One more thing is that, what else can we not let go of Kel?

As for the future, naturally, people will tell you later, and it is not our turn to interrupt."

Looking at the battlefield where artillery trembled in the sky, the Holy Light Knights were killed and injured. On the other side, Quedra was unparalleled. Even if many knights were blessed by the Holy Light, they still had no enemy at all, and they were at a high risk of collapse on the whole line.

Even if the Holy Light Sect’s family business is huge, if all the knights are broken into it, they will definitely be heartbroken!

Several old men talked slightly, as if they were confirming, but also seemed to be enlightening themselves.

The oldest man took out a brilliant code from his wide cuffs. The code unfolded without wind, and holy lights kept flowing out, as if the entire code was formed by the convergence of holy light and faith.

The glory of the code gradually stopped and slowly remained on one of the pages.

In front of everyone, in front of all the pastors and sacrifices, several old men pressed their hands heavily.

At the same time, hundreds of blood-colored crystal diamonds with light and evil, blood and holiness were constantly poured into the code. The countless people present changed color, but in the end they returned to silence.

"We want to believe in the name of our Lord's sacredness and the sacrifice of the world's blood, and here we call on the glory of our Lord to come!

May all your country beneath your eyes.

You are the master of everything on the long river of time.

You are the light, you are the beginning of life, you are the supreme king and father!

Everything starts from you and will end with you."

The voices of the pastor and the elderly were very low, but they resounded through the sky. At this moment, I don’t know how many people were singing in accordance with the sound.

With the singing, their hair became paler and paler, their faces became older, countless wrinkles continued to appear, and even their waists were completely lowered, as if a gust of wind could blow them away.

But their eyes became brighter, like stars!

Under the illumination of the sky, the temple, which should have been shattered by Quedra's sword, appeared again.

Compared to the previous temple, this temple has seven levels and seven levels covering the universe, with gold as bricks, silver as tiles, and crystal as pillars. It is like a real god palace summoning, making people unable to help but worship!

The next moment, one after another, a stream of milky white holy light covered the entire world. In the temple, the palace gates were completely opened.

The infinite magical divine envoy heroes turned into real and formed countless battle formations, whistling down like the sea and roaring. This huge island can be completely filled in just a moment!

And in the deepest part of the temple, there is a magnificent force like a world that is constantly stimulating, as if it is about to wake up!

At this moment, the capital of Holy Light, which has not been down from the Holy Mountain for decades, has also stood up together with more than a dozen archbishops and high priests, and sang slowly.

It was actually thousands of miles apart from the elderly people on the island, with the same tone and tone.

With light and shadow intertwined, their figures disappeared at the same time. When they appeared again, they were already standing on this island!

"Crown of the great Pope, may you be with the glory of the Lord."

Everyone bowed their waists and saluted to the white-bearded and white-haired contemporary pope, Messili III.

"Everyone, let's start too. The countless years of entanglement with ancient wizards, ancient magicians, and current arcane masters are finally about to equate today."

After a few faint sighs, everyone present burst into their own holy light at the same time, injecting them into the brilliant code together!

"After today, see who else will say that my Lord will die! My Lord surpasses the world, and even if the world perishes, it will be difficult to damage my Lord's hair!

Today, we will tell the world that our Lord is coming back to earth with the complete demise of the Magical Council!”

Under the world declarations that shake the world, the entire castle was completely submerged by the holy light. Even if Quedra fights one hundred and one hundred, he will not be able to make waves under such a turbulent trend!

Suddenly, the giant island trembled wildly, with Yanbian everything at its center, and huge earthquakes swept across the island. Incredible cracks in the abyss kept cracking.

As if it is slow, it is fast, tens of thousands of acres are covered by endless witchcraft and divine texts, like the sky city hanging upside down in the ancient sacred mountain rises from the distance of the giant island!

In ancient times, the god-killing weapon created by the wizards was once again shown in front of the world in this era!

"It turns out that there is a sky fortress hidden here. I have to say that you magic councils, like rats in the gutter, have actually done a big deal.

Although I don’t know how you turned it on, it’s useless in front of my Lord. Be prepared to welcome your defeat, Douglas!”

Messily's third generation had his eyebrows and beards wide open, and his scepter was waving in his hand. In the temple above the sky, the last palace gate opened with a bang.

In the unimaginable glorious holy light, a hazy figure was sitting on the throne of the gods.

With a finger in the air, the sky exploded, and the believers in the world who believed in the Holy Light Church were faintly satisfied, no matter what they were doing, doing, or thinking, they all felt great satisfaction, and they knelt on the ground while tears flowed, singing with the Holy Light.

"I convict you!!"...

"Young man, do you still remember who you are?" Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, the sound of everything appeared faintly, shocking the space.

"I?, I am Saint-Roland. After thousands of years of glory, I finally returned to the world once."

"Haha, it seems that you are completely confused. But it doesn't matter. Look at the tens of millions of electric shocks I have to pass on from Professor Yang, the King of Thunder and Lightning. I guarantee that you can even remember how you wet the bed when you were a child! Ah, beat me."

"Puff, my god, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Everything is so ugly that you are so ugly again!!”
Chapter completed!