Chapter 340: Faith in the Holy Light. No! The Holy Light Betrayed Me!

In the dark sea of ​​clouds, the dragon of purgatory is swimming.

Bathed in thunder, it hovers high in the sky, with no head or tail visible.

As sacred and terrifying as a demon, it looks down at the "mortals" below.

"My dear old friend, I've missed you terribly since we parted at Magick Academy. Now that you're here, you won't even show up to see me? This truly pains me. I still prefer the unruly you."

"What are you talking about to yourself?"

A hint of confusion clearly flashed across Anderson's face. He didn't understand why the other party suddenly said that.

When the blood demon Bula who was living in his body heard this, it was like a thunderclap, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Impossible! This is impossible!" Bra screamed. "I never showed up on my own initiative. How could this guy even know I was here? There are so many people who can Shadow Step!"

"Mr. Blood Demon, are you sure he can't find you?"

Anderson's way of addressing the Blood Demon changed unconsciously, but his voice remained as indifferent as before.

It seemed that at this time he had cut off all human emotions and feelings, retaining only absolute rationality.

Looks like a god.

"I didn't do anything, how could he find me?" Blood Demon Bra screamed again, "Damn it! If I could be found so easily, how could I still be the legendary Blood Demon? No matter what, I'm still the famous Blood Demon who can stop children from crying at night!"

"Indeed, the immortal chosen of blood and night, the demon of vengeance walking in shadows and blood, this is a legend you forged with your own hands, even though you most likely have no idea what it means and only unintentionally contributed to it."

"Your luck is really good. I envy you."

“Sometimes, ignorance is bliss.”

There was no emotion in Anderson's voice, but the blood demon Bra heard a hint of sarcasm in it.

He was a little angry and embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do.

Because he really didn't know what the other person was talking about.

He could only vaguely sense that his host had something else to say, but he didn't know what the other party was trying to express.

There was no chance for the two to continue the conversation.

Lu Wenwu took the initiative to attack!

He controls the clouds and rain, and manages thunder and lightning.

This place, which had already turned into a hellish purgatory, was further fueled by Lu Wenwu.

Suddenly, the sea area in front of Dragon Island was filled with violent winds, and a huge rainstorm like a sky-falling rain mixed with fist-sized hailstones fell down.

Violent thunder mixed with hail and heavy rain instantly plunged the entire Holy See of Light team into even greater chaos than before.

Water conducts electricity!

The ferocious black dragon head emerged from the clouds, and its inhuman dragon eyes flashed with almost insane excitement.

"hold head high!"

The joyful dragon roar and the angry thunder resounded together, and the charred flesh and blood grew rapidly.

The terrifying breath of the Purgatory Dragon turned into a torrent and rushed straight towards Anderson.

The endless sea of ​​blood seemed to flow back at this moment, turning into a spiral torrent like a war spear that covered the dragon's breath.

That cold and domineering power seemed to be able to evaporate the ocean directly and penetrate the earth!

The wind comes from the tiger, and the clouds come from the dragon.

Fire helps the wind.

With the blessing of ancient magic, Lu Wenwu's dragon breath power was greatly enhanced.

"This terrifying evil fire power and violent storm actually became a help."

Faced with the terrifying attack that seemed to want to kill him directly, an even more intense holy flame rose from Anderson's body.

The wings of light behind him flapped, and his figure rose from the ground.

The brilliant sword light burst out, and the sharp sword intent surged.

The light on the Sword of Judgment suddenly increased, turning into a hundred-meter-long lightsaber, which actually split Lu Wenwu's dragon breath into two, just like Moses parting the sea.

After splitting the dragon's breath, the sword light strangely expanded again and headed straight for Lu Wenwu's head.

"Demon Dragon, die!"

Lu Wenwu laughed loudly and blew out all the dragon breath brewing in his mouth towards the battlefield on the other side.

The sharp dragon claws attached with the demon spear slapped forward.

The falling purgatory dragon's breath splashed like a rain of fire from the sky. Even after falling into the water, it was still burning fiercely, with no signs of extinguishing.

Torrential rain and rain of fire came at the same time, what a contrast between ice and fire!

Steam rose up from the sky, and the heat that was stronger than fire completely ignored the fire defense, giving these guys who didn't understand physics a wake-up call.

In order to save the church members, a near-god-level priest accidentally got contaminated by a ball of Purgatory Dragon Flame. In an instant, he was set on fire by the strange black flame and turned into a human-shaped torch.

A shrill wail emanated from his throat as he tried to use the nearly omnipotent power of Holy Light to fight against the extreme scorching heat and to amplify his body, temporarily increasing his recovery ability.

However, the holy light that had always been effective in the past had completely lost its original effect at this moment.

Not only did it fail to offset the Purgatory Dragon's Breath, but it was instead swallowed by the dragon's breath and became firewood to supply the Purgatory Dragon's flames.

The stronger the holy light becomes, the more vigorously the Purgatory Dragon Flame burns, just like hot oil poured into a fire.

This high priest who is a fanatical believer in holy light seems to be determined to go against the Purgatory Dragon Flame.

The small flame that could have been extinguished in an instant with his own magic power was fed by his holy light, and he even ignited himself into a fire man!

In the end, he relied on sufficient holy light to explode this small ball of Purgatory Dragon Flame, burning half of his life before he finally solved it.

Lu Wenwu, who was monitoring the entire scene with his spiritual sense, noticed this stubborn guy, and the excitement in his heart suddenly dropped a lot for no reason.

Why do these members of the Church of Light seem a little silly?

Doesn't he even understand something as simple as the mutual restraint between the attributes of evil and justice?

Holy light can restrain evil forces, but evil forces can also defile holy light!

Duolao is a complete rookie and lacks the agility he showed in the test of the Dragon Bone Tower of Babel.

Not to mention the top-notch combat awareness and coordination among the macho men.

The real person did not test the NPC's durability.

It's the opposite of Tiangang here, right?

He didn't even take the initiative to target them, but half of the 100,000 believers who were originally so powerful were defeated, with some dead and some injured.

Sure enough, in this kind of war in a fantasy world, numbers have little meaning.

A top-level strong man can decide the life and death of countless weak people.

Thinking of this and feeling his current physical condition, Lu Wenwu simply stopped paying attention to the believers of the Church of Light.

Even the so-called near-godlike strongmen still had no power to resist Lu Wenwu, whose body was about to complete its transformation.

Their magic and divine arts bombarded the dragon scales, but could not break through the defense at all!

Even those so-called saints who can perform the art of divine descent and draw the power of the gods down to the mortal world, can only launch an attack that can break through the defense of the Purgatory Dragon's body with one strike.

After one blow, life burned out, divine power dissipated, and the soul was destroyed.

Only Anderson, who holds the magic weapon, can truly fight with Lu Wenwu. In less than five minutes, the man and the dragon have exchanged thousands of moves!

"What an evil and filthy power this is!"

Anderson, holding the Sword of Judgment, had brighter eyes and the power of holy light on his body became stronger.

"Even those two most evil demon gods are nothing compared to the monstrous slaughter you've wreaked!"

"Where on earth did you come from?!"

"Growing from the ground." Lu Wenwu replied with a grin, "Your current state makes me even more excited."

Anderson/Agent of the God of Justice and Judgment (S+~First Level of Ascension)：4732 0567/8000 0000

[Cultivation]: Divine Blood Warrior, Pseudo-God (8th-rank Divine Magician)

[Current Status]: Will Acting, Will Assimilation, Pseudo-Divine Body, Power of Holy Light, Power of Judgment, Power of Dark Night, Blessing of Rules, Divine Power, Calm.

[Analysis]: Using the power of holy light to drive the Sword of Judgment, inducing the will of the God of Justice and Judgment to descend, carrying part of the divinity in oneself, the realm of divine arts is close to that of a real god, and is being assimilated by the will of the god.

"I wonder if beating you, after rounding it off, counts as beating the true god of justice and judgment?"

The scope of the sea of ​​thunder is getting smaller and smaller, but the aura emanating from Lu Wenwu is getting stronger and stronger, and it has begun to transform into some kind of inhuman realm.

The strong wind and heavy rain stopped at some point.

The battle group belonging to the Holy See of Light below no longer had any strength to fight, and only a few half-dead near-gods were left to survive.

This level of battle is not something they can participate in at all.

The aftermath is enough to wipe them out!

Anderson didn't care at all.

But could Lu Wenwu do it?

"You bold heretic! How dare you insult the Lord of Justice and Judgment like this!"

Anderson's cold eyes flashed with astonishing anger, and the attack of the red-gold sword in his hand was even more fierce than before.

At the same time, the shadow of the scale in the center of the halo behind him was strangely and slowly solidifying during the battle, almost forming a complete scale that seemed to be materialized.

"Such a wicked and evil demon, I sentence you in the name of justice - death!"

Suddenly, the Sword of Judgment burst out with an unprecedented powerful aura.

As the halo behind Anderson slowly rotated, the pale golden scale was completely solidified at this moment, and the divine power increased greatly.

At this moment, the last ray of humanity in his eyes completely disappeared.

Instead, there is a cold, machine-like divinity stripped of all emotion.

"Holy Light! Purify that enemy!"

The fall of the last thunder seemed to be some kind of signal.

The torrent of holy light released by the Sword of Judgment, which was connected with the divine power, penetrated the heaven and earth, and completely covered the Purgatory Dragon in an instant.

The overwhelming force even split the dark clouds in the sky. The dazzling "sunlight" that had risen up at an unknown time shone directly on the sea and the earth, like a ray of dawn at the creation of the world.

The chill brought by the murderous sea of ​​blood was completely washed away by the torrent of holy light.

If it weren't for the large number of floating corpses that dyed the sea red and the bloody flesh fragments that occupied the entire sea surface, this place would be so sacred that it could almost be called a sanctuary!

That kind of heartwarming power is comforting the few surviving near-god-level warriors and the huge psychological shadow lingering in their hearts.

"Any evil will eventually be destroyed by the power of Holy Light. How is this possible?!"

Anderson's indifferent expression collapsed in an instant.

An emotion called astonishment emerged along with his stunned expression.

When the power of the holy light dissipates and the dark clouds completely disappear, where is the sun hanging high in the sky?

That's Lu Wenwu!

Lu Wenwu, who has regained his human body, exudes an aura even more powerful than before!

A pale golden sun slowly rose behind him, and the sacred and warm sunlight of merit poured down, replacing the real sun that had not yet risen, illuminating the darkness of Dragon Island.

"How can you be alright?"

Anderson's expression completely collapsed. There was no trace of his previous aloofness, which showed him treating everything in the world as ants and remaining calm even when faced with a mountain collapsing in front of him.

The human part seemed to have suppressed the divinity again, and even the assimilation of God's will, which was recognized by all churches as irreversible, was abruptly stopped!

"Impossible! The Holy Light of Judgment will completely purify all evil, how could it not have harmed you in the slightest? In this state. In this state."

"Why am I okay? That's a good question."

Lu Wenwu, who had regained his human form, was shirtless. Every muscle on his body was as perfect as a fine marble sculpture, with a faint, warm luster like jade.

"Maybe it's because I can do this too?"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hands up.

Two balls of holy light, purer and brighter than the one on Anderson, lit up, completely dispelling the cold and gloomy atmosphere in the sky.

"Look, this gentle light of order. I understand a little bit about it."

"That's impossible!"

Anderson's psychological defenses were instantly broken, his worldview completely collapsed, and his whole being was falling apart.

Even the divine will that possessed him fell into a state of near silence, and even the blazing holy flame on the Sword of Judgment slowly dissipated.

The will of the God of Justice and Judgment also collapsed due to this extremely outrageous situation.

A dragon!

A beast that has committed countless murders, with an ominous dragon surrounding it that has condensed into a solid form!

A monstrous demon that has long since fallen into darkness!

How could a heretic who didn't believe in the Lord of Light possibly master the power of Holy Light!

The terrifying aura from Anderson dissipated instantly, the divinity in his eyes completely collapsed, and the light of humanity was rekindled.

The descent of God, which is universally acknowledged to be absolutely irreversible, and the assimilation of God's will, which is universally acknowledged to be absolutely irreversible, have completely disappeared without a trace at this moment!

He may be the first believer in the world to survive successfully since the birth of the art of divine descent, and also the first believer to find himself again after being assimilated into the will of God.

But Anderson himself was not happy about this.

He fell to his knees on the ground like a defeated dog whose strength had been drained away.

With lifeless eyes, he stared blankly at the golden sun hanging high in the sky, and a shrill roar erupted from his throat:

"Holy Light betrayed me!!!"

(End of this chapter)