Chapter 529: Fusion

The main hall is a hundred meters high, and the interior is magnificent and sacred.

However, the atmosphere at this time was filled with solemnity and deathly silence.

The white-haired old man was wearing a crimson religious robe, holding the ancient scepter representing the Black Moon faith. He swung it again and again, and his momentum rose steadily as he walked slowly forward!

He was clearly only at the Second Level of the Supreme Realm, the same realm as Olivia.

But her spiritual pressure and aura are much more terrifying than Olivia's.

The white cat girl looked at the old man's back thoughtfully. This should be the correct way to use the Moon's Sacred Field.

Now, all the spiritual energy and mental power in the entire field are at O'Brien's disposal.

The duel between spiritual masters is not only about spiritual clothes and spiritual weapons, but also about energy.

Especially when one reaches the level of a Venerable, every extra second of maintaining an A-grade spiritual garment is a huge consumption that is unimaginable for ants below the Venerable.

Therefore, with the endless energy support, O'Brien has long been invincible in this field.

However, what puzzled everyone was how O'Brien forcibly took back the authority of the saints and concentrated all the authority in himself?

Logically speaking, even if O'Brien is a cardinal, he should not have such authority.

“Bang—”

At the scepter's station, four golden circles lit up at the red-robed old man's feet, knees, waist, and head. The next moment, they disappeared into the air like flowing water, forming a small golden sword right above his head.

[A-Rank·Sword of God]

Xia Feng's pupils shrank slightly. This was exactly the spiritual clothing that the angel Euphile and others had used to kill Sirius when they surrounded him.

I didn’t expect to see it again today!

It really makes me miss it! Xia Feng raised his head expressionlessly, stepped over the threshold, and entered the hall again.

When they saw the Sword of God, everyone's expressions changed.

The Son of Justice looked solemn, the only remaining hope in his heart was completely shattered. The Sword of God was an A-grade spiritual garment with both great advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is its terrifying power, which can be regarded as the best A-level spiritual clothing.

The disadvantage is that the amount of spiritual particles required is also terrifying, almost comparable to the amount of spiritual particles required for S-level spiritual clothing. Ordinary venerables really cannot afford this spiritual clothing.

But with the blessing of the Moon's Holy Magic Field, O'Brien doesn't have to worry about this problem at all.

Seeing this, Yan Si and Jin Jili stopped cursing and looked ashen.

O'Brien was preparing to use his ultimate move to kill the two rescuers outside, not giving them any chance and eliminating any possibility of accidents.

The Son of Justice knew that there was no way to save the situation now. He no longer hesitated and said in his mind, "Jiang Qiu'e, Cha Naixue, no matter what O'Brien's purpose is, he is bound to violate the laws of the three religions and betray his faith."

"So, we must stop him! Even if it costs our lives!"

The Son of Justice's telepathic communication startled the two women. They looked up in confusion. A hoarse, deep voice spoke solemnly, "I will use my soul as a guide to self-destruct! I will perish together with these evil followers who have betrayed the faith of the righteous gods!"

"As for the two saints, I don't mean to morally blackmail you, but if you are assimilated by your thoughts, what's the difference between you and death? So why not self-destruct together?"

"." Jiang Qiu'e and Cha Naixue were speechless for a moment. It was indeed true. Instead of being assimilated, it would be a better idea to self-destruct and die together with the enemy.

They have also learned how to use self-destructing spiritual clothes, which is not difficult to operate.

"But if the two saints are unwilling, then I can only apologize first."

The Son of Justice spoke solemnly, his voice filled with righteous indignation and determination to die. "To prevent O'Brien's plan from succeeding, I will do my best to drag you two down with me when I explode!"

"Destroy O'Brien's plan at its root!"

“?!!” Jiang Qiu’e and Cha Naixue’s faces froze. No, do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Chanaixue quickly thought to herself, "Don't mess around! Jiang Qiu'e's artificial life can save us! If you self-destruct now, not only will your death be in vain, but you'll also implicate us!"

"?" The Son of Justice was slightly surprised. No, where did this woman get her confidence from?

"Hey, Jiang Qiu'e, explain to him quickly, don't let this stupid Saint go crazy!"

Chanayuki was so nervous that in a millisecond, while trying to persuade the Son of Justice, she also did not forget to urge the man named Jiang.

Jiang Qiu'e was actually already thinking about the plan proposed by the Son of Justice.

After the Son of Justice blew himself up and seriously injured the enemy, she used Broken Tail to revive him, and then entered the field to reap the rewards.

This is a good idea.

The disadvantage is that there is a high possibility of direct degeneration, which is a risk she is unwilling to take.

Hearing Cha Nai Xue's anxious thoughts, although she still didn't understand why Cha Nai Xue was so confident in Xia Feng, she still spoke to the Son of Justice:

"Son of Justice, my artificial life is actually more powerful than I am. I already have a perfect plan for everyone to escape, so please don't act rashly, or you will only make things worse. Do you understand?"

Jiang Qiu'e's ethereal and clear voice sounded unhappy, with an unquestionable command, as if everything was already under her control.

The Son of Justice, who was about to self-destruct, paused in thought, feeling confused, and looked suspiciously at the black-haired boy who had returned to the hall.

Is this true? Is this kid really that fierce?

It took less than two seconds for the few people to think about it, but the golden sword above O'Brien's head had already taken shape and was shining brightly!

The ground, pillars and rock faces of the entire magnificent hall were shaking and even cracking.

Buzz! !!! The golden sword was released, and the world lost its color.

Just when everyone thought that O'Brien would continue to accumulate energy, the golden sword, like a flash of golden and white lightning, instantly pierced through the black-haired boy's eyebrows.

Zila—a bloody hole was easily pierced between the boy's eyebrows, and his body slowly fell backwards without any vitality left.

After killing one person, the Sword of God did not stop, but continued to rush forward like lightning.

Mu Qingtong also stepped into the palace at this time and walked slowly inside.

The golden cross of the sword tip rapidly enlarged in her pupils, and the chill of death invaded her soul, but her golden pupils remained calm from beginning to end, like an unruffled ancient pond.

“?!!” The instantaneous scene caused the pupils of those who still held onto hope to shrink. However, before they could despair, the boy who fell backwards suddenly collapsed.

Turned into spots of blood-red light.

The conditions for using the Blood Spirit Construct's fusion ability are actually very harsh. Not only do the souls of both parties need to be in harmony, but one party must also die before it can be used.

Fortunately, this is not a difficult task for Xia Feng.

The Suzaku Demon Armor is just right for it.

And the effect of the combination is unexpectedly good.

Xia Feng found himself transformed into light, and the world around him seemed to have come to a standstill.

In other words, it was not that the world had stopped, but that his thinking and action speed had reached the limit at this moment, infinitely close to the speed of light.

After circling the entire temple in a spiritual state, he found that he could not use any abilities and could not leave the thousand-meter range. Finally, he had to come to Mu Qingtong.

Miss Mu's beautiful eyes were pale gold, staring quietly at the twinkling stars floating in front of her.

At this moment, her thinking speed was also at its limit, but she could not move as freely as Xia Feng.

The two could not communicate.

Xia Feng did not delay any longer and quickly transformed into a spirit body composed of spiritual light, floating in front of Mu Qingtong.

Xia Feng leaned forward, his fingers interlaced with Miss Mu's. Under the gaze of the beautiful pale golden eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The spiritual body also flowed like a gentle stream, merging into her graceful body.

(End of this chapter)