Vatican, ancient church.
Under the Pope's gaze.
In the night sky, the gate of heaven opened with a loud bang, and Archangel Michael stepped out of the gate.
As the footsteps landed, there was a faint sound. In this place where the two sides were fighting fiercely, the sound was so small that it was insignificant.
But at this moment.
Everyone heard it.
"It's over..."
Archbishop Lauren's pupils trembled, and just when he didn't know how to deal with Archangel Michael.
Chi!
The sword flashed across the sky.
The night sky became extremely bright.
"That's it."
The man in the black fog saw the sword light, which came from afar in an instant, cut through the gate of heaven, and accurately cut the Archangel Michael.
now.
The Archangel Michael also sensed something and twisted his neck to look towards the sword light. At the same time, his hands were not idle. He raised the angel spear in his hand and held it horizontally in front of him to block the terrifying sword light.
clang!
It was like the collision of ancient weapons, causing a metallic quarrel.
The Archangel's spear burst out with black holy light, but just a second later, it was replaced by another voice.
Click!
The angel spear in the Archangel Michael's hand broke and was cut off by the terrifying sword light, but the sword continued to move forward and slashed Michael's chest.
Under the power of terror.
Most of Archangel Michael's upper body was cut open from his left chest to his left shoulder, revealing deep wounds where the bones were visible. At the same time, his entire angelic body was sent flying backwards by this force.
The Pope stared blankly for a moment.
He was ready to sacrifice himself in order to attract the remaining power of past popes sleeping in the papal tombs, so as to fight Michael.
Now.
He never expected that Michael would be beaten back into the gate of heaven just after he stepped out of it.
"King of the Night?"
When the Pope came to his senses, the first thing he thought of was Qin Ye. After all, he was the only one who could deal with the infected spirit power.
After looking in the direction where the sword light came from.
Recalling the sword light.
The sword energy contained in it is like the one that carries destiny.
The Pope suddenly realized.
"Is the rumor about the annihilation of the Jiujiu Sect in Japan true? The legendary Zhenwu incarnation of Daxia really exists."
The incarnation of Zhenwu?
The man in black mist beside him heard his words. Apart from looking at the person being cut by the sword energy, he murmured in his heart.
"Is that the Zhenwu incarnation that Qin Zun mentioned..."
This moment.
The man in black fog recalled that when he was a child, Qin Ye had told him, Xiaogu, and Wang Wenqing a bedtime story.
Qin Ye was shocked at that time.
"I once read an ancient book that stated that when a nation's fortune reaches a certain level of prosperity, a special spirit, the incarnation of Zhenwu, will be born to protect the nation. The last time this spirit appeared was when Yanhuang unified China."
at the same time.
Just as the memory of the man in black fog flashed through his mind.
Sudden.
A voice came from the gate of heaven.
"Strange Eastern spirit! No wonder my companions and I were frustrated in that eastern place. No wonder my companions from the east needed my assistance."
Everyone was stunned and subconsciously looked towards the gate of heaven.
This look.
The man in black mist showed a look of doubt and frowned instinctively.
"Another god-level immortal?"
As the words came out, Archbishop Laurent's pupils shrank not far away, and he cried out in surprise.
"Judas?!"
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