His heart pounded faster and faster, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. Faced with this eerie, concealed domain, a deep sense of fear welled up within him.
"Whoosh—"
Finally, in a moment of distraction, Chen Feng appeared behind Gabriel like a ghost.
His movements were as fast as lightning, and the longsword in his hand gleamed with a dazzling light; it was a sharp blade formed from the fusion of sword energy.
Chen Feng's eyes revealed determination and killing intent. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and thrust out the sword with all his might.
The longsword drew an arc in the air, carrying a sharp sword aura, and shot towards Gabriel like a shooting star.
Gabriel's pupils contracted sharply; he sensed a deadly threat, but it was too late to dodge.
The longsword pierced his chest without any resistance, deeply penetrating his heart.
In an instant, a tiny crack appeared in Gabriel's core, as if it had been torn apart by a powerful force.
The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, completely shattering Gabriel's core.
At the same time, raging flames erupted from the cracks in the core, instantly engulfing Gabriel's entire body.
The flames, like a ferocious fire dragon, were devouring his body with bared fangs and claws.
Gabriel's clothes were set on fire and turned to ashes, and his skin was charred black by the flames, emitting a pungent smell.
He groaned in agony, his body writhing and struggling in the flames, but he could not escape this terrible fate.
The flames grew increasingly fierce, completely engulfing Gabriel's body and forming a giant fireball.
In this breathtaking scene, time seemed to stand still.
Chen Feng stood quietly to the side, watching Gabriel gradually turn to ashes in the flames. His heart felt no pity, only hatred for the enemy and a thirst for victory.
"ah--"
Gabriel's screams echoed throughout the Vatican, as if to tear everything in the world apart.
His enormous body twisted in the raging flames, as if he were making a final struggle against death.
The flames raged like a demon, mercilessly devouring his body and vividly displaying his pain and despair.
Chen Feng stood at a distance, quietly watching everything. His eyes revealed a hint of indifference, as if he didn't care about Gabriel's fate at all.
However, deep within his heart, there was also a subtle, indescribable turmoil.
The Feather God followers stared in horror at Gabriel in mid-air, their faces pale and their eyes filled with fear and helplessness.
They could not imagine that the once mighty Gabriel would die such a tragic death.
As Gabriel's body fell from mid-air, flames spread.
The various buildings at the Feather God Cult headquarters were instantly ablaze, the fire spreading rapidly and engulfing everything. Thick smoke billowed, blotting out the sun, making the entire scene resemble the end of the world.
People scattered and screams and shouts filled the air.
In the chaos, some were engulfed by flames, and others were buried by collapsed buildings.
The entire Vatican was plunged into panic and despair, as if the end of the world had arrived.
"Die, all of you die, all of you be destroyed."
Gabriel was as if possessed by a demon, his eyes bloodshot and his face full of madness.
He brandished the light spear in his hand, like a mad beast, attacking everything around him indiscriminately.
The Feather God followers watched this scene in horror, unable to comprehend why their former leader had become like this.
However, their loyalty led them to rush towards Gabriel without hesitation, trying to stop his atrocities.
Blood splattered everywhere, limbs and severed bodies flew about, the whole scene was as terrifying as hell.
Gabriel's attacks grew increasingly fierce, his figure appearing and disappearing in the firelight, like a messenger from hell.
Those brave followers of the Feather God had unwavering determination and resolve written on their faces.
They charged at Gabriel without fear, even knowing it might be a fight to the death.
The raging flames burned in the headquarters of the Feather God Cult, engulfing everything within them.
Gabriel and the cultists who rushed over became one with the flames, as if their lives were inextricably linked to the building.
This frenzied battle instilled in people endless fear and despair.
Gabriel's madness became the most chilling element in the scene.
"The Devouring Mystic Technique".
As Gabriel's struggles grew weaker and weaker, his eyes gradually became vacant, as if the light of life was slowly fading away.
Chen Feng's lips curled up slightly as he continued to unleash his Devouring Mystic Technique, each devouring a breathtaking contest.
His hands danced in the air, drawing mysterious runes that shimmered with a faint light, echoing Gabriel's body.
With each absorption, Gabriel's body could be seen trembling slightly, as if he were enduring immense pain.
A satisfied smile appeared on Chen Feng's face. He could feel the continuous spiritual energy emanating from Gabriel.
Meanwhile, Chen Feng was also reading Gabriel's memories.
Those incomplete martial arts techniques kept flashing through his mind. He seemed to see the former glory of the Feather Clan and feel their powerful strength.
However, all of this was just a fleeting moment. As Gabriel's body crashed to the ground, everything turned to ashes.
Tens of thousands of Feather God Cult followers surged around Gabriel.
Their faces were filled with fervent faith as they rushed toward Gabriel without hesitation, burning their lives in the process.
Their bodies twisted in the flames, emitting shrill screams, but their eyes were filled with determination and resolve.
The flames burned fiercely, engulfing Gabriel and his followers.
Ashes danced in the air, as if they were the final resting place of their souls.
Chen Feng stood quietly to the side, watching this scene, and a sense of emotion welled up in his heart.
These followers of the Feather God Cult are willing to pay the price with their lives for their so-called dream of ascension to heaven. This kind of blind faith is both pathetic and helpless.
"Devouring a Martial Saint realm expert and gaining 500 points of mental power is indeed much better than devouring a second-grade Martial Venerable." Chen Feng was overjoyed.
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