You said you could kill the evil spirits without me, why are you crying now?

Chapter 308 Now You Have No Handhold to Hold Me Back
"Great, now you have no leverage to hold me hostage, let's see what you can do.
Your time of death has come, and all those who blaspheme God must die!"

Guerrero was overjoyed.

He wanted to take action just now, but those masters came from various empires.
We can't just slaughter them all one-sidedly.

This Qianjia is so abominable.

He was actually able to directly control the masters of other empires and make them work for him without realizing it.

Now, no one expected that the monk from the Great Western Paradise would actually take action and directly resolve Qianjia's strange method.

Guerrero no longer has any worries, so he can naturally go all out.

"Oh God, please save me,
Free from the errors of dialect and unlearned glossary.

Enable me to pray in spirit and truth, and in spirit and understanding.

Let me rest completely in your promises and answer my calls to you.

Let the words of my mouth and the thoughts and meditations of my heart be pleasing in your eyes.

God, you are my strength, you are my salvation God.

Please hear my prayer..."

This time, Guerrero placed the cross in front of his forehead.

Qianjia's silver eyes once again turned into a swirling ocean, and every ripple contained indescribable power.

They are like invisible tentacles, spreading silently but unstoppably towards the holy land of the Holy See of Light.

This space was shrouded in a cold and eerie atmosphere, and even the air was filled with an ominous premonition.

The members of the Church of Light around Guerrero,
He originally maintained a pious posture, with the cross gently resting on his forehead.
It was as if I was having a silent conversation with God.

However, Qianjia's offensive followed closely.
Their expressions suddenly became dull and empty, their souls were extracted, leaving only controlled bodies.

The movement suddenly stopped, and the cross in his hand was no longer a symbol of faith, but a deadly weapon.

The members' fingers were tightly clenched around the cross, their fingertips turning white from excessive force, as if they were making a final struggle against some invisible force.

However, their will was ultimately defeated, and the cross was slowly raised, pointing at their faces that were distorted with astonishment.

With a dull sound, the cross was ruthlessly thrust into their mouths, piercing through their soft lips and tongues and piercing their fragile throats.

Blood spurted out like a fountain, staining their clothes and the terrified air around them red.

The eyes of these members of the Holy See of Light were filled with resentment and pain.
Their eyes showed both fear of death and despair of betrayal of faith.

Their bodies were bound by invisible chains, making them unable to put up any resistance.

The cross penetrated deeper and deeper into the throat, and each penetration was accompanied by a spasm and a painful groan.

Finally, some members fell to the ground with their eyes wide open and in disbelief.
The spark of life is completely extinguished at this moment.
All that was left were cold bodies and endless blood, telling of the cruelty and ruthlessness of the disaster.

Qianjia had not expected that the young monk could actually dissolve Qianjia's mental attack directly.

But it doesn't matter, let's kill these people from the Holy See of Light first.

The remaining archbishop might be a little tricky.
However, the other members were dead, and he was left alone and helpless.

“Most Holy God: Teach us to pray.

Because unless we pray rightly, our prayers will not be heard.

Holy Spirit of the Comforter, You are the perfect teacher. Holy Spirit of truth, lead me into Your truth.

Spirit of prayer and supplication, plant in me a heart that loves to pray, a soul that is quiet and willing to converse with you..."

Archbishop Guerrero's face looked remarkably calm amid the chaos and despair surrounding him.
As if he was separated from the world by an invisible barrier. The cross was still gently pressed against his forehead. He closed his eyes and concentrated, not at all disturbed by the noise of the outside world.

Around them, the tragic sacrifices of the members of the Church of Light hit the hearts of every bystander like a violent storm.

However, it failed to stir even a ripple in his heart.

At the same time, the huge god-like shadow in the sky,

As if responding to some ancient and mysterious call, earth-shaking changes took place again.

It is no longer a blur and chaos, but gradually condenses into shape, becoming clearer and more majestic.

This change is the slow awakening of the oldest power in the universe, which is awe-inspiring.

At this critical moment, Archbishop Guerrero suddenly rose into the air.

As if being lifted up by an invisible force, it passed through the void and merged directly into the huge phantom.

At this moment, all the light between heaven and earth gathered here, reflecting a shocking picture.

Qianjia's mental attack was originally like a sharp blade, attempting to penetrate all obstacles and take Guerrero's life.

In the face of this invisible force, they were like encountering an iron wall and were dissolved one by one.

No longer able to get close to Guerrero.

This force is mysterious, powerful and elusive.

With the integration of Archbishop Guerrero, the huge phantom completely completed its transformation.

Transformed into an angel with a concrete form.

Its figure is tall and holy, emitting a soft and dazzling light all over its body, as if it is a messenger descending from heaven.

What was even more amazing was that twelve pure white wings spread out from behind it, each of which was crystal clear.
It looks as if it were carved from the purest ice and snow.

Gently patting the air, bringing gusts of fresh breeze.

There is a halo above the head of this angel's phantom, which is trembling gently, releasing peace and tranquility.

Beneath this tranquility lies endless majesty and power.

I saw it slowly raise its arms, and the movement was both graceful and full of irresistible power.

The next second, its five fingers seemed to have crossed the boundary of space.
He appeared directly around Qianjia and locked her tightly.

This scene was like a miracle, shocking everyone present.

Qianjia's face turned pale as paper in an instant.
She could feel the terrifying pressure coming from the angel's shadow, as if the whole world was besieging her at this moment.

But she could only face this sudden change helplessly.

"I have said that the death of those who blaspheme God is not far away.

The Virgin Mary was conceived by the Holy Spirit and gave birth to God in Bethlehem.

He began to preach and spread the gospel at the age of thirty.

He was later accused by the priest Caiaphas, tried by Governor Pontius Pilate, and crucified.

He was resurrected three days later and ascended into heaven.

God has now sent down His power to grant believers eternal life.”

Under Guerrero's watch,

The five fingers of the angel's phantom began to close, and all of Qianjia's directions were blocked. She had nowhere to escape!
(End of this chapter)