Above the gray fog

The light is mixed with countless colorful energy flows, forming strange and gorgeous light patterns.

Every light pattern seems to carry destructive power.

The invisible energy flow is like a violent flood, sweeping everything. Wherever it passes, chaos is torn into countless fragments, exposing a deeper space.

The height of the birdcage drops again, becoming flatter.

You can vaguely hear the chirping of birds, like the spirit of the birdcage wailing in pain.

At the moment when the explosion started, everyone could feel the shadow's vitality plummeting to a low point in an instant, but with their persistence, they barely managed to maintain a trace of existence.

The invisible shock wave spread, and everyone was washed away and suffered heavy injuries to varying degrees.

When the aftermath dissipated, Julian's figure emerged.

Although her aura was still deadly, it was much weaker than before.

Obviously, she didn't feel well after what happened just now.

"It's you again..." Julian looked at the translucent shadow coldly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

She moved her fingers slightly, and the holy sword in the distance turned into a stream of light, piercing the shadow directly before anyone could react.

The shadow's figure seemed to disappear instantly, leaving only a faint gray afterimage in the air.

When everyone looked again, Shadow had been nailed to the bottom of the birdcage by the holy sword.

His body was penetrated by the holy sword, and the wound made a corrosive sound, as if invisible flames were burning.

Such high-level sacred energy is like deadly poison to Shadow.

His body was getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black mist was constantly evaporating.

Shadow struggled and tried to pull out the holy sword, but the holy sword was firmly nailed to his body like roots.

Every struggle brings severe pain, and the soul and existence are constantly being torn apart.

His eyes flashed with pain. At the last moment, Shadow decisively gave up struggling and looked at the six people who wanted to come to rescue.

Conveying the last words.

"Don't waste your opportunity, I need to get some sleep."

His voice was low and hoarse, with a tragic feel.

With that said, he once again used his last strength to activate his consciousness.

The goal of launching 'Knowledge of the Sky' this time is to nail his holy sword.

The space around the holy sword began to twist and ripple, as if it was fighting against invisible forces.

Afterwards, Shadow threw out his soldiers of disorder and a black iron box.

"You have to win." His voice gradually became ethereal, as if coming from distant history.

After saying that, the shadow turned into a black mist and wrapped around the holy sword.

The black mist squirmed as if it were alive, swallowing up the brilliance of the holy sword bit by bit.

The light on the holy sword dimmed, and eventually turned into a gray-black stone, losing its former sacred aura.

Adolf put away the two things left by the shadow.

"When you wake up, you will see our victory."

Adolf pulled the broken cross from his neck and wrapped it around the black iron urn.

He murmured softly, "Sorry for disturbing your sleep."

Julian did not attack immediately. She tried to recall the holy sword, but found that the holy sword seemed to have turned into a real stone and lost its spirituality.

She frowned slightly and instantly appeared at the bottom of the birdcage.

She pulled the holy sword out of the void. Even if energy was forcibly injected into it, the holy sword could no longer shine.

A trace of confusion appeared on Julian's face.

Even she didn't understand what was going on. She could only attribute it to the special ability of that group of shadow creatures, perhaps a kind of seal.

"Great curse - blood burial!"

Outside the birdcage.

Walder's voice echoed through the sky like thunder.

Everyone looked from a distance and saw a ball of orange flames appearing outside the birdcage.

The flames were blazing, as if they were going to devour everything. Even though they were hundreds of degrees apart, everyone could still feel the heat that was enough to distort nothingness.

The flames transformed into Walder's appearance. He stood outside the birdcage and locked onto Julian directly.

The fingers are constantly moving.

"A big curse?"

Julian felt a little pressure.

She quickly mobilized the energy in her body, and white light began to glow around her.

Two huge cracks opened in the void, and the black flesh and blood gushing out of the cracks squirmed like life, emitting a suffocating stench.

The flesh and blood were strangely twisted, as if countless dead souls were wailing, and they were quickly approaching Julian.

Black flesh and blood continuously hit the light screen, making a dull sound.

The light curtain outside Julian's body shook violently, as if it would break at any time.

She frowned, feeling that the energy in her body was less than 20%, her eyes were cold, and she took out a giant sword again.

At this time, the curse has been officially launched.

Black flesh and blood came like a tide, they were sticky and disgusting, exuding the smell of decay.

Julian tried his best to calm down and focused all his strength on the giant sword.

She swung her sword sharply.

The blade cut through the void, bringing up a dazzling light and tearing apart the incoming flesh and blood.

The black flesh screamed in the light, as if struggling in pain.

However, more flesh and blood quickly filled the torn gap, and like an endless nightmare, they kept approaching Julian.

The flesh and blood wrapped around her legs, gradually climbing up, trying to swallow her completely.

Julian felt a sharp pain, as if countless sharp thorns were piercing her soul and existence

She swung the giant sword at the fastest speed, trying to cut off the disgusting flesh and blood.

However, every time she cut off a piece, more flesh and blood would quickly rush in and surround her again.

Julian's movements became slower and slower, and the energy in his body was also rapidly consumed.

The others were all watching the battle from the side, and did not attack. If they attacked at this time, they would be helping Julian.

At the moment when Julian was almost completely buried, the giant sword in her hand burst out with unprecedented brilliance.

The dazzling white light instantly filled the entire space, illuminating all the black flesh and blood around.

The flesh and blood twisted violently in the light and dissipated in the extreme daylight.

Julian was panting, and the giant sword in his hand was still flashing with dazzling light.

Her eyes swept to Walder outside the birdcage, and then to Adolf and others who were watching the battle not far away.

Finally, her sight fell on Gana and Church who were constantly attacking from above.

Finally, she locked onto Church, and a cold murderous intent appeared in her eyes.

She threw the giant sword high into the air.

At the same time, her figure also disappeared in an instant, turning into a silver afterimage.

When the giant sword reappeared, it had already arrived in front of Church, with the blade pointing directly at his chest.

Julian had quietly appeared behind Church.

Now she had only one thought in her mind - to destroy all these enemies.

The poison of "Destroying Order" was spreading rapidly, and even she felt a little uneasy.

She had to end this battle as soon as possible.

Julian quickly raised his hand and slapped Church's back.

The speed was too fast, and Church had no time to use the ritual to defend, after all, it was an external force.

The powerful force coming from behind made Church's fat body suddenly rush forward, directly facing the giant sword shining with holy light.

"Holy Judgment!" Julian shouted in a low voice, and the giant sword instantly burst into a dazzling light.

The light was as blazing as the sun, illuminating the entire space in the birdcage.

The giant sword pierced Church's body, shining like a blooming firework.

Church's body trembled violently in the light, and then exploded.

Flesh and internal organs splattered everywhere, dyeing the surroundings red.

In a small area, a fine rain of blood fell.

Julian stood in place, his eyes grim, caught the flying holy sword, and swept it towards Ghana.