"I almost forgot that you are already in the jar." Michael smiled proudly and stared at Mo Fan who was bound in the black formation.

Mo Fan knew that struggle was meaningless, but fortunately, the divine oath was still effective for Michael. He could only use this despicable method to remove Mo Fan's soul energy bit by bit...

"Since this is the case, why bother to reverse the entire Holy City, and why should the Holy Lords search everywhere..." Mo Fan said.

"My enemy is not just you, for example, the rebellious angel who just wanted to save you. But I believe that as long as you still exhibit here, some people will fall into the trap." Michael said.

"So Shaliye is your lackey?" Mo Fan said.

"I just gave him some advice, and he did it. It turns out that I never missed it. You are indeed an existence that will bring turmoil to the world. You confused so many people that people began to stand opposite to the Holy City." Michael said.

"Actually, you can admit openly that you are the biggest cancer in the world. Even if your cancer is in your head, people are in pain to break open their heads and remove you!" Mo Fan said to Michael.

"Haha, what am I, is it really important?" Michael was holding something in his hand. He played with it patiently, and the sound of pebbles colliding in his palms made.

After a while, Michael opened his palm, and there were eleven black stones inside!

When Mo Fan saw these eleven black stones, he basically knew that the representatives of the top ten organizations had been tragically injured. All of these stones returned to Michael alone, so everything was decided by Michael himself, and there was no need for negotiation or judgment.

What is Michael, is it really important?

It's really not important at all.

Is there a historian who is so naive that he pointed at the nose of a ruler, asking him, are you a good person or a bad person?

Cancer is good too.

It's good for angels on earth.

If people obey his thoughts, they will be peaceful. If people do not obey his thoughts, they will be war!

"I know that the goddess of the Parthenon Temple can run around the world for you and can also bring you back to life, so my execution of you has not changed from beginning to end. These black stones are the key to opening the door of the dark hell. Let the devils in hell drag your soul in bit by bit. I am happy to appreciate it slowly, and I am more happy to let people all over the world see this process... Two days, only two days, your soul is gone, and your body will be nailed to the holy city forever!"

Michael threw out the eleven black stones in his hand and saw these black stones scattered behind Mo Fan, and they were inexplicably still there, strangely motionless!

The black light bloomed bit by bit from the inside of the stone. Every time a dim dim bloomed, a large area of ​​space fell directly.

This kind of fall is not a collapse from top to bottom, but the entire space is swallowed up by some mysterious force.

At first it was just a very small devouring zone. The surrounding air flow was like a river water suddenly flowing through the waterfall, and plunged into the depths of the space along the devouring inward sinking. Gradually, the space sinking areas caused by eleven black stones were connected together, forming a larger and more terrifying devouring zone!

Mo Fan was hung in the center of this devouring zone at this time. The golden armor formed by the divine oath still protected him, making his body floating in the black stone devouring belt without moving...

This God Word Oath is indeed very powerful. Even the dark purgatory composed of eleven sinful stones cannot drag Mo Fan away, but... there is a crack and a gap in the golden armor composed of God Word Oath.

This gap is Mo Fan's chest, and it is also the soul imprint of the Red Demon Yiqiu in the Eight Souls. After being enlarged and torn by the huge black star array, Mo Fan's unbreakable soul was being pulled away bit by bit.

The blood gathered into a red line, and it was thrown from Mo Fan's chest toward the black stone swallowing belt.

Qinglan's soul energy also turned into a thread, slowly evacuating Mo Fan's body and flew towards the endless black abyss!

"I should actually thank you for enjoying the last two days. I have provided me with such a perfect ritual to warn the world. I believe that many people will reexamine themselves when they see your fate. Is there really the capital standing opposite to the Holy City?" Michael said to Mofan.

God's Word Oath...

This is indeed a very troublesome thing, which makes Michael unable to execute Mofan directly.

Two days.

Although Michael doesn't want to give Mo Fan an extra second to live in this world, the only way he can kill Mo Fan now is this.

After completing his masterpiece, Michael flew to the temple.

He sat on the dome of the temple and called the Archangel Raimer.

Remil couldn't help but look up at the sky. The person hanging in the devouring black abyss was so eye-catching, but this person was firmly guarded by the Holy City's divine oath armor...

"I need to resist the backlash of the God's Vow, and I will not take action again. Those who resist in the Holy City will be left to you to deal with it. This time I hope you will no longer be kind, and people have been bewitched by the devil." Michael said to Remil.

Michael's face was not good-looking, because the God's Vow began to retaliate against him.

The God's oath is still powerful. Since he violated it, he will definitely be subject to a strong backlash.

Fortunately, Michael still has the confidence to withstand this backlash.

"I understand, but there are still many irrelevant people in the Holy City. Can they leave?" Raimer asked.

"Only those outside the top ten organizations are allowed to redeem one by one," said Michael.

"Why do you have to execute him? This will hurt yourself. If you betray the Vow of God, many ancient holy laws will be deprived of them." Reimil said.

Remil felt that Michael was too persistent and was attached to Mo Fan.

"I have never misunderstood my eyes. He is that devil!" Michael said with extraordinary affirmation.

"If he is really that devil, can this method really kill him?" Remil said with some concern.

Michael closed his eyes and stopped talking. It can be seen from the painful expression on his face that the backlash of the God's Vow began.

His handling of Mo Fan in this way is actually equivalent to dealing with himself.

The torture he suffered in the next step would not be much less than that of Mo Fan who was hung on the holy city.

Even so, he would continue until Mo Fan's soul was drained and there was no longer a little bit of this guy's soul in this world!
Chapter completed!