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Chapter 294: The strong are like clouds

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"It's your turn to show up!" Wu Hui thought and sent it out with a divine thought and space coordinates.

In this moment, a space passage suddenly opened in the temple confronting the two sides of the lower realm!

"It's time to perform divine punishment for my Lord!"

With a clear and delicate shout, Princess Haige, who had already gathered, took her battle pet Sera, as well as the two sea kings of Donghai and Beihai, and successively crossed the space passage and came to the temple.

After these sea tribes, President Mason who helped build the space channel, and the elite magic association led by Stuart, also traveled in together.

The duration of the space channel is limited, so the sea tribe and the Magic Association only had time to travel through hundreds of elite troops, but the siege of the imperial emperor Carlos and the pseudo-pope Ignaz has already formed!

"What? This is the sea, the sea clan!"

"What about the sea clan? Why did you come here?"

"And those borers from the Magic Society, they actually participated in the rebellion!"

"Your Majesty, those borers from the Magic Association have indeed become tempted to rebel!"

For a moment, the empire and the pseudo-Holy See's forces were in chaos, and panic talks were heard one after another.

Although the number of members of the Sea Clan and Magic Association who passed through the space channel was not large, everyone who arrived at the scene was a famous powerful man. This oppressive force alone made the soldiers of the Empire and the Pseudo-Holy See panic and could not resist.

"It's almost done now." Wu Hui was observing in a strategic manner in the Kingdom of God.

The people gathered by Wu Hui are all his fanatical believers, who are loyal and brave and fearless. If it weren't for the lack of time, he could have easily called for thousands of troops with the influence of the existing Holy See of Light.

However, the temporary personnel gathered are already enough.

Wu Hui's eyes glanced briefly and he could clearly see that among the combat power he controlled, there were two demigod powerhouses in the single level 9, namely the old Pope Saint John Nassader and Saint Luke.

The 8th-level legendary powerhouses include Archangel Augustus, Liliana, Andrew, Arthur Glacier, North Sea Nemesis, Graham Seago, East Sea Nemesis, Monster Serra, President Mason, and two former Archbishops James and Edward, a total of 8.

In addition, there are more 7th-level Holy Realm powerhouses as cornerstone generals, such as 13 Angel Squad, Charles, Dark Witch Judy, etc.

On the other side, the only level 9 demigod is the pseudo-pope Ignaz, but he is probably not that easy to deal with when he holds a magic weapon.

There are also many strong men who have reached the level 8 legendary realm. Among them, the Archbishop of the Red Chamber Maren has reached the peak of the legend. In addition, there are four 8th-level marshals in the empire, and two 8th-level archbishops in the pseudo-holy See, and there are 7 more. As for the generals of the level 7 holy realm, there are as many as 30 opponents, and this strength cannot be underestimated.

Fortunately, Wu Hui's overall number of troops is slightly smaller than that of the opponent, but his elite level is obviously at the top.

In addition, his morale was high and the other party was panicked. Wu Hui was completely confident that he would swallow all the strongest human force in front of him in one breath!

"God's punishment has arrived, sinful and evil people, why don't you bow your head to sin!"

In the Temple of the Lower Realm, the old Pope Nassader raised the cross scepter in his hand high, and a majestic aura accompanied by the rich holy light instantly spreading out like a tide in all directions.

This is a very powerful battlefield magic, a torrent of faith!

By the old pope who already has a little divine nature, all compatriots who share common beliefs will be greatly motivated, and their entire body attributes will increase dramatically in a short period of time. In contrast, pagans and enemies will be severely intimidated by divine power.

It is obvious that before a war begins, the enemy is greatly shocked, and it is conceivable how much their combat effectiveness will decline.

Sure enough, as this torrent of holy light surged, all the members of the one who were bathed in the holy light seemed to be injected with chicken blood, and all the people were excited and their fighting spirit surged. It seemed that with just one order, all of them would launch a crazy charge towards the enemy and would never regret it until they died.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the hostile empire and the pseudo-Holy See were obviously panicked and cold sweats infiltrated. If it weren't for the imperial emperor Carlos and the pseudo-pope Ignaz were still on the scene, they would probably have been kneeling down and condemned their sins under the power of the divine power, trembling.

"Ignaz, is it true that the light, the God of Light, has really returned?"

Looking at the surrounding scenes, the imperial emperor Carlos felt deeply shaken.

He deeply understood the greatness of a god. The reason why he dared to plot against the pseudo-pope Ignaz was that he was sure that there was no god in this world.

But now that the deceased god has returned, how dare he continue to be presumptuous?

"No, it's impossible! The God of Light has no possibility of returning!"

The pseudo-pope Ignaz quickly declared loudly, "If the God of Light really returns, with his fetishness, he would have long descended the army of angels and the magic of destruction, burning us all to ashes!"

He knew that his morale was plummeting, and if this continued, their soldiers would probably surrender without fighting.

In addition, he could be convinced that according to the records that the Holy See was once proud of, God of Light was very tough on the outside world. If God of Light really returns now, the divine punishment he sent would probably be less than just a team of angels.

After his shouting, the morale of the soldiers on both the Empire and the Pseudo-Holy See has been significantly stabilized, and it seems that they have more courage to resist.

Wu Hui, who was watching the battle in the Kingdom of God, cursed in his heart when he saw this.

This pseudo-pope is really not a thing. He actually guessed that he did not have more troops to launch a divine punishment. As expected, the biggest enemies appeared inside.

"St. Luke, give priority to the pseudo-pope!"

Wu Hui thought, and an oracle was passed on to angels such as St. Luke.

There is no doubt that the biggest enemy at the moment is this pseudo-pope. The pseudo-pope is the backbone of this group of enemies. If he can be resolved as soon as possible, then this war will be easily won.

This side.

Saint Luke, who received the oracle, picked up the holy gun in his hand, and a scoundrel immediately bloomed at the tip of the gun: "Blasphemy is a great sin, and the sin cannot be forgiven. I will punish God for his punishment and convict you!"

With a loud shout, the mighty power was overwhelming, St. Luke immediately expanded his six wings, dived from a high altitude, and pointed directly at the pseudo-pope Ignaz below.

The violent pressure rolled up layers of air waves, and the rich golden holy light bloomed around Saint Luke, just like the tumultuous clouds in the sky, covering the entire sky.

Below the sky, the Imperial Army and the Pseudo-Holy See Guards, all of whom were stiff and nervous, and their hearts were beating wildly due to panic in their bodies, almost jumping out of their throats.

Just kidding, Saint Luke, who fell in the sky, is now a six-winged archangel that is powerful as a demigod, and has a certain divine nature. At this time, Saint Luke's fighting spirit is fully opened, and under the blessing of the rich holy light, the terrifying power emitted by this is simply like the panic power of the sky when the hurricane thunderstorm rolls in.

Under this high-level oppression force that surpasses the mortal realm, the many ordinary mortals below are like helpless young creatures facing the cruel top predators. The deep fear derived from instinct made them tremble, unable to control, and unable to get rid of them.

"Come on! Want to condemn me? Haha, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

The pseudo-pope Ignaz was full of murderous intentions. He was like a trapped beast still fighting. Facing Saint Luke who was rushing towards him, he bit his teeth tightly, and his magical scepter suddenly swung forward.

In an instant, a torrent of holy light formed by the power of light suddenly burst out, like an extremely rapid arrow, shooting towards St. Luke.

The so-called holy light is actually a derivation form of light-based power in the universe. Although the pseudo-pope Ignaz has left the old Holy See, he still uses light-based power.

But the rapid attack is really exaggerated.

The extremely fierce offensive immediately rushed out a circle of Xiaokong waves under Ignaz's feet, and the light arrow condensed by the magical scepter, and the size of the light arrow reached an exaggerated hundreds of meters!

The hundred-meter light arrow was like a huge meteor flying from the sky from the flat ground, dragging its slender long luminous tail and instantly cutting through the sky.

In an instant, time seemed to be still.

Both sides of the enemy and us were deeply shocked by this scene and were stunned.

Even the pseudo-pope Ignaz himself was shocked.

At present, the morale of Ignaz's side has been severely suppressed, and he himself was directly locked by a powerful six-winged archangel. It can be said that he has reached an unprecedented crisis.

Especially in the face of St. Luke's killing move, how could Ignaz dare to be careless? He immediately fought back with all his might. But unexpectedly, with the increase of the artifact scepter, the power of the light arrow he casted was more than doubled out of thin air!

This terrifying lethality alone made his heart beat wildly.

"The situation is not good." Seeing this scene in the Kingdom of God, Wu Hui secretly screamed in his heart.

He didn't expect that the magical scepter left by the old God of Light had such a terrifying amplification effect. Before I could use it much, Ignaz doubled the power of the killer move.

In addition, the pseudo-pope Ignaz himself has reached the supreme level of the peak of the demigod. With his powerful abilities and cooperation with the artifacts, wouldn’t it be very difficult for Saint Luke to face him?

Sure enough, just as Wu Hui expected.

St. Luke, who was diving down, also felt that the light arrow shot was magnificent and unstoppable. He immediately grabbed the holy artifact spear "The Hague" made of the tooth of the sea snake Visca in his hand, and quickly changed it to a slash. He turned to a light arrow shot from below, turned around and swept it over with a shot.

There was only a "boom" sound.

Two golden holy lights immediately collided fiercely in the air, and the terrifying shock waves that erupted immediately swept across the valley like a circle of golden waves.

The terrifying wind pressure, Cui Gula's decay made the vegetation in the valley sway and birds and beasts ran wildly.

Located at the center of this energy explosion, the two soldiers confronted each other in the temple were also shocked by the powerful power of the two demigod powerful men. Many people with weaker strength could not even resist such deep pressure, and their legs began to become weak and tremble.

However, the pseudo-pope Ignaz, who has the help of magic, was even better.

The collision between the two golden holy lights lasted only one breath, and the power of the pseudo-pope on the side was obviously stronger than the slash of St. Luke. Therefore, the strong impact of the explosion instantly rushed towards St. Luke at the high altitude.

In desperation, St. Luke had to raise his six wings, cross the spear in front, and retreated backwards in a defensive posture.

However, when St. Luke retreated, the atmosphere on the scene immediately changed a huge reversal.

Many soldiers on Wu Hui's side, even Wu Hui himself, have seen the powerful war angel Saint Luke, who is actually on the weak side in the fight against power.

Although everyone understands that the pseudo-pope Ignaz was assisted by artifacts, St. Luke was forced to retreat in the first confrontation, which did have a certain impact on the morale of Wu Hui's soldiers.

On the contrary, the morale, which had already fallen to the bottom of the Imperial Army and the pseudo-Holy See, began to bottom out and rebound at this moment.

In the eyes of these soldiers in the lower realm, the angel of war is the supreme symbol of divine power, but now a six-winged archangel who is powerful at the god level is actually repelled by their pseudo-pope Ignaz. What's the point?

Doesn’t this mean that the once unquestionable power of the divine has been shaken? And their pseudo-pope is infinitely close to the supreme realm of the gods?

Similarly, being able to repel the Archangel Saint Luke almost instantly made the pseudo-pope Ignaz feel confident.

He began to realize that the magical artifact, Holy Light Scepter, was so powerful that it could make him challenge the unquestionable power of light that was always high and unquestionable!

"Hahaha, is this the power of a magical weapon? This feeling is really wonderful that has never been seen before..."

The pseudo-pope Ignaz incorporated his divine thoughts into the Scepter of Holy Light. Although he had not recognized the Lord, the power of this artifact was officially activated by him.

As his divine thoughts entered and connected, in an instant, the extremely surging light power rushed into his body like a rushing river. It seemed that the inexhaustible power almost burst his body.

In addition, through the medium of artifacts, the pseudo-pope Ignaz felt that he seemed to have merged with this world. As long as he had thoughts, all the light elements in the world would gather for him, and even the wind and clouds would change color for him!

"Hehe, is this... this is the realm of the gods?"

Feeling the power level that almost reached the critical point, the pseudo-pope Ignaz's emotions began to become more and more excited and boasted.

He was extremely excited to find that as long as he defeated the group of hindrance enemies in front of him, combined with his previous accumulation and spent some time studying, his advancement to the divine realm would be no problem!

The crowd began to cheer, and the soldiers of the Imperial Army and the Pseudo-Holy Seen to the Altar, as if they were really looking up at a god.

Even the imperial emperor Carlos, who had already had a lot of timidity, had a strong sense of fighting in his eyes.

"This pseudo-pope is really capable of causing trouble. No wonder people say that cults harm people. Now it seems that it is really true."

In the Kingdom of God, Wu Hui cursed in his heart. He was originally under the series of manipulations of his God of Light, and his morale was severely suppressed, but now, the group of lost lambs dared to go against him, the god.

Fortunately, all this was discovered in time, otherwise I would have been really low and the pseudo-pope would have been exposed to a big mess.
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