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"I never thought that the Holy Cult would come up with such an idea to fool the world. If it hadn't been known earlier that the Demon King had escaped, I'm afraid even you and I would be fooled."

Alvette put down the teacup and sighed.

Claire closed her eyes slightly, letting her vision rise to the sky, and looking down from a very high place.

In just a moment, she could clearly see all the tiny things within the range of the ten-mile barrier.

A huge amount of information flooded into her brain in an instant, but with the help of the magic card [Honeycomb Brain], it was quickly organized into pieces of extremely clear information, and then digested and absorbed.

Claire opened her eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "I have to say, this is indeed a good method. Not only can it fool the escape of the Demon King, but it can also be used to clean up. Although the remnants of the Demon Race are not justified, But if you give them some more time to develop..."

Arvette nodded and said: "The world is developing so fast, it seems that the process of hundreds of years has been compressed into ten years in an instant. If he hadn't experienced it himself, who would have imagined such a situation?"

"Crisis and opportunity have always coexisted." Claire shook her head and sighed, "It is said that it is better to believe what is there or not to believe what is not, whether or not you believe that the holy religion can kill the devil completely, and the group of people who will kill the devil is not dead." The remnants of the demon clan that are the last straw will come like moths to a flame. Even if they are completely burned by the flames, they will not stop."

Yarvette said: "But in general, it also needs the Holy Cult to be able to produce something. Otherwise, if you can't fool people, you can only catch some small fish and shrimp."

Claire smiled and said, "But now it seems that they may be able to do a good job."

Yarvette couldn't help smiling: "I hope, if the crocodile can really be fished out of the swamp, it will be cleaner in the future."

……

When the hour hand turned a full circle again, Archbishop Caleb Norris stopped chanting and slowly stood up from the edge of the altar.

He has completed the adjustment of the ceremony environment.

Next, is to welcome the Pope!

At such a "historic" moment, it is of course impossible for the Holy Church to appoint only one archbishop to preside over it.

From the beginning when it was discovered that the devil had escaped, to the holding of the "devil king's execution ceremony" today, there have been countless disputes that are unknown to outsiders.

They weren't actually fully prepared.

But the time indicated in the plan has come, so it has to be forcibly launched.

Today's "Devil King's Execution Ceremony" gambles on the fate of the Holy Cult for the next hundred years, only success is not allowed to fail!

Archbishop Norris turned and faced the crowd surrounding the square.

After only waiting for 2 minutes, several gold-plated carriages reappeared from the sky.

The same unicorn pulls the cart, and the same golden-armored paladin guard.

When those carriages landed one after another, the greatest existence of the Holy Church today——Pope Sis St. Patricis, stepped out of the front carriage.

The Pope, who is only in his early 50s, looks old.

But when he raised his head, the aura that shot straight into the sky like a sharp sword changed his spirit completely, and he really had the demeanor of a pope.

His brows were stern, and he did not deliberately show a loving expression.

As Erin's eyes shifted to the Pope, Darke also saw him from the projection, and then his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the staff in his hand.

"Is that... the wrath of God?"

It is more than two meters long, like a sculpture of rotten wood, with branches protruding from the head of the staff, firmly grasping a magic stone burning with green flames.

That is [God's Wrath], an ancient magic wand that can transform anger into magical flames!

Darke had paid attention to [God's Wrath] very early on, but he never expected to see it in the hands of the Pope.

But the pope's staff, isn't it the Aghanim's staff that can amplify all magic?

There was a hint of doubt in Dak's eyes.

The Aghanim's Scepter is an artifact and a status symbol of the Popes of all ages.

When the Pope goes out in public, he must hold the Aghanim's Scepter, and there have been no exceptions before.

"Isn't it damaged or lost?"

Duck couldn't help thinking.

But when he lowered his head in thought, Erin's eyes turned to the rest of the carriages.

There were only ten people who followed the pope, and even if the pope and the chief archbishop were added, the number was no more than twelve.

Most of them are elderly people, but there are also two young people mixed in.

The two young men, a man and a woman, were not the twin paladins that the Holy Cult was promoting, but a pair of younger men and women.

Dak didn't know much about them, but Eve and Erin obviously knew very well.

Seeing that he was interested in that couple, Eve said, "That is the only holy son and holy woman selected by the Holy Church from thousands of candidates after the war."

"The only one?" Aurora asked curiously: "Could it be possible that the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden of the Holy Cult can be plural?"

Eve smiled and said, "Didn't I say it before? Before becoming the pope, the contemporary pope was the first holy son of the holy church. If there is the first, there will be the second. The holy church has always had many holy sons, and so has the saint." The same. But all qualified candidate saint sons and candidate saintesses have the opportunity to be promoted. And every saint son and bishop have the qualifications to compete for the pope."

"Is it such a structure?"

Dak was also slightly surprised.

He asked curiously, "What about the Holy Son and Holy Maiden in the past?"

Eve said: "They usually become elders. Of course, some people will become bishops or high priests."

"I see." Duck nodded, "Then let's talk about those two people's information, I'm a little interested in them."

Eve said: "These two people, if you want to talk about their specific origins, the Holy Son was promoted from an alternate. He was originally the third son of a small nobleman, and his origins are clear. But the Holy Maiden appeared more out of thin air. , directly airborne the saintess, filling the vacancy for this generation."

Dak nodded: "What about the specifics."

Eve said: "The son's name is Evan, Evan Pearson. He was born in the west of the kingdom, and his father is an unknown baron. His age is similar to the young master, but he was born on January 1st, and he is also 1 this year. At the age of 13, she was studying at the Academy of the Mysteries of the Holy Cult and had just entered the second grade. The name of the saint is Audrey."

Duck: "What's your last name?"

There was a trace of strangeness in Eve's eyes: "Joan of Arc, Audrey Joan of Arc, the surname she announced to the outside world is Joan of Arc!"

Duck asked in surprise: "Joan of Arc, isn't that the inherent title of the Saintess of the Battlefield? Could it be that she is the daughter of the Saintess of the Battlefield?"

"I don't know about that." Eve shook her head and said, "But she is one year younger than Evan, and she will only be enrolled in the Holy Order Mystery Academy this year."

Darke considered it: "Being able to be officially named a saint before entering school, she must have extraordinary qualities."

Eve said: "We also think so, but the Holy Church has done a good job of keeping Audrey secret. It seems that except for the Pope and the chief archbishop, no one knows her specific origin and extraordinary things."

"After all, it is the church. It always likes to leave some things blank and let people fantasize by themselves."

Dak shook his head, his interest in the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter only stopped there.

Although these two are his peers, in fact, there is no handover point in either the living environment or the learning path, and they are two people who have no need to pay attention.

As for growing up or having contact?

Let's talk then!

Dak Dimon didn't have that long-term vision.

It's hard enough to just hold on to the one acre and three inches of land right now, okay?

He turned his attention back to the projection on the square.

……

The people of the Holy Cult who got off the carriage did not walk towards the altar, but walked back to a carriage in the middle.

There is no difference between this carriage and other carriages from the outside, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is a dark aura wafting from the gaps in the carriage from time to time.

Pope Sis St. Patricis stopped beside the two unicorns, then slightly raised [God's Wrath], pointing to the carriage.

The two bishops who followed came out one after another, and both took out their wands at the same time, and chanted spells at the carriage.

After a while, the incantation that had condensed into substance turned into two chains, which directly penetrated the door and pierced into the compartment.

Then there was an organic sound, and a sacred magic circle appeared on the roof of the carriage, but the walls bloomed like petals, revealing the interior of the carriage.

At this moment, exclamations suddenly sounded from the crowd outside St. Louis Square.

People who were affected by the enchantment and made their emotions easy to fluctuate fully expressed their inner surprise and panic.

Even in the living room of the Duke's Mansion, Darke felt the chaos.

His eyes were serious, and he was also staring at the carriage.

The chains of light exuding a sacred aura were tied cross-legged, and the tall man who was bound within them sat cross-legged, his dark skin exuded a luster that did not look like a dead person, and his messy long black hair hung down, covering his dirty eyes. face.

The demon horns protruding from both sides of the head are like goat horns, and the black wings curled up behind are standard bat wings.

Even though I haven't seen the real face of the Demon King.

But no matter who sees this scene, they will subconsciously think that this is the Demon King.

——This corpse exudes such an aura!

"Is this the Demon King?"

Dak completely restrained his joking and joking emotions, and his expression was also serious at this time.

Things have finally developed to the point where he is not in charge, but his role in it is also the most important.

Until the future is written, he cannot be sure that what he is doing is right.

Nothing is settled.

Everything is possible.

Just like the corpse in front of me, it can be alive or dead until no one confirms that it is dead.

The two bishops held up their wands, creating more chains of light, further binding the corpse of the demon king, and then lifting them up in the air.

"Take it."

The pope's voice was calm and powerful.

The two bishops carried the body of the devil to the altar.

The Pope held the [God's Wrath] and walked ahead.

After a while, a group of people came to the altar.

The two bishops waved their wands and carried the corpse of the Demon King to the middle of the altar.

Archbishop Norris nodded to the oncoming Pope, and the top and second in command of the two Holy Churches only made eye contact before moving quickly.

This time in the "devil king's execution ceremony", they didn't want to do too much superficial work.

Not even the scholar Abel Yerkes, who was used to confuse the audience at first, did not bring it.

They just want to implement it step by step according to the plan, and then let those who like to do reading comprehension interpret it by themselves.

The eight bishops except the Son Evan Pearson and the Saint Audrey Joan of Arc walked to the eight corners of the altar as instructed, and then each drew a magic card and activated it at the same time.

The sacred light from the magic card shot directly at the precious jades on the eight corners of the altar, and the eight precious jades burst out with dazzling white light in an instant, and then quickly condensed into a straight upward beam of light.

The eight beams of light go straight up to the sky, with a magnificent aura.

Archbishop Norris stretched out his hand, and the chains of light on the demon king's corpse suddenly opened, and the tips of the eight chains shot at the eight beams of light, wrapping around them like dragons and snakes.

As the eight chains gradually tightened, the corpse of the demon king gradually floated into the air.

The archbishop also drew out a magic card, activated it and pointed it at the corpse, and immediately two magic circles appeared above and below the corpse.

The Pope himself just stood in front of him with [God's Wrath], showing the majesty of the Holy Church to the crowd.

The Holy Son and the Holy Maiden stood behind him on the left and right, respectively, like a golden boy and a jade girl.

Son Evan Pearson has thick brown curly hair, handsome facial features, a thin figure, and a stern face—but it can be seen that he is actually a little nervous.

After all, it was the first time to attend such a grand occasion, and it was very rare for Evan not to diaper on the spot.

But the saint Audrey Joan beside him didn't show any nervousness.

Audrey had long blond hair like the sun, fair skin to the point of sickness, no childish facial contours, and a pair of eyes shining like rubies.

Blonde hair and red eyes, which is not common.

Audrey was like a beautiful doll, with a blank face and no emotions, as if what happened around her had nothing to do with her.

When people were unknowingly attracted by the combination of these three people, a huge magic circle suddenly lit up above the altar, and a large cross made of silver slowly emerged.

The breath emanating from the cross immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Just staring at it, there is a feeling of being washed all over.

When people came back to their senses, the body of the devil had already been tied to the cross!

Its arms were stretched straight out, its feet were closed together seamlessly, and its ferocious head was lowered, allowing the long black hair to fall naturally.

The holy white light shone on its body, and black smoke kept coming out.

Above the head, the scorching sun was emitting a fiery light.

Under the scorching sun, the temperature of the square continued to rise.

……

It was less than half an hour before twelve noon, and everything was ready.

Archbishop Norris walked to the Pope's side, stood a little later, and communicated with him in a low voice.

The Pope stared ahead, his lips moved slightly: "How far away?"

The archbishop whispered: "Two."

Pope: "Then wait."

After speaking, he stood there like a statue.

……

The corpse of the demon king bound on the silver cross gradually rose, and countless eyes focused on it.

People who recalled the cruelty of the war gradually lost control. I don't know where it started. The sound of cursing came out like rain. Some even thought of the place of grief and cried.

But among them, some people also showed anxiety in their eyes.

The Holy Cult's defense is too tight.

The Bronze Armored Paladin, the Silver Armored Paladin and the Golden Armored Paladin formed three unbreakable lines of defense.

In the innermost part, the Pope, the most powerful Holy Cult, personally guards it.

Those remnants of the Demon Race who wanted to play by ear felt their hands and feet were cold, and they had nowhere to start.

Even if a moth is coming to the flame, there must be a path for the moth to get close to the flame.

……

Suddenly, the outermost Bronze Armored Paladin seemed to have received the order and began to shrink the formation.

They shrunk in from the edge of St. Louis Square, and in a blink of an eye, half of the square was vacated.

People who were completely out of control rushed forward along the vacated path, occupying all the vacant seats in an instant.

They looked up at the demon king bound on the silver cross from a closer distance, their faces gradually became ferocious, and they wanted to eat his flesh, drink his blood, convulse his tendons, and smash his bones into ashes!

on the altar.

The pope and his eyes flicked across the crowd, their expressions becoming more serious and cold.

When there was only a quarter of an hour left before twelve noon.

He suddenly stomped the staff and raised it high, and a green flame shot up from the top of the staff in an instant!

People inside and outside the square looked at the flame subconsciously, and their out-of-control emotions broke out completely. The hatred and anger towards the demons and the demon king in their hearts rose instantly.

In the pope's field of vision, green flames burst out above everyone's heads, burning like torches crazily.

At this time, even Da Ke, who was separated by a screen, couldn't help but be affected.

He suddenly looked away, and cast [Death Art] to instantly focus his brain thinking on one point, completely emptying out.

The indicator of [Rage +1] finally stopped.

"Are you okay?" Aurora and Pandora asked with concern.

Duck lowered his head and shook his head slowly: "It's okay, I was just stimulated by [God's Wrath], and I was a little impulsive. The pope used the magic wand to arouse people's anger. Why?"

Pandora saw that he was fine, so she frowned and said, "It's not like trying to burn the devil's soul with the fire of the heart, is it? If the devil's soul is so easy to burn, it won't be delayed until now."

Hefes said slowly: "In fact, once the devil's soul is damaged to a certain extent, it will trigger the passive reincarnation mechanism. If it is destroyed instantly, its soul will regenerate in a corner of the world. And it Unlike a lich's phylactery, which is traceable, even the best fortune-teller can't catch the trace."

Pandora asked suspiciously, "What exactly does the Holy Cult want to do?"

As a purebred white dragon, Hephace's eyesight is not bad.

After reading the entire ceremony arrangement, she also came up with her own inference: "If my predictions are correct, they should want to summon the gate of the underworld and exile the demon king's soul consciousness to the underworld."

"Exiled to the underworld? It sounds feasible." Pandora's eyes flickered, and she turned to look at Dak, "What do you think?"

Dak's complexion has returned to normal.

He glanced at the skyrocketing [Rage], and said helplessly: "I'm not familiar with the underworld, but I heard that any life outside the underworld enters it, and its spiritual consciousness will be gradually wiped out. Unless you cross the wall of sighs, you can't escape The law of the underworld."

Pandora asked doubtfully, "So it's feasible?"

"No." Dak shook his head, "As you said, if you only need to do this, it won't be delayed until now. I prefer that after its soul consciousness is exiled, certain hidden mechanisms will Triggered. The underworld cut off its soul consciousness from the real world, it is considered dead, and then a new soul will re-grow in a corner of the world."

Pandora was surprised and said, "Then the holy religion is doing this in vain?"

"Who knows." Duck said lightly, "Just watch the show."

After confirming that his emotions were no longer fluctuating, he looked at the projection again.

……

Also at this moment, a sudden change erupted among the crowd inside and outside the square—it wasn’t that the remnants of the Demon Race finally couldn’t help but attack, but that the members of the Holy Cult who were mixed in the crowd finally made their attack after accurately locking the target. !

Erin's gaze turned instantly following the sudden change.

All I saw was a huge halo blooming in the crowd at the same time.

Those halos are not harmful, they are only used to clear the field.

The people around were instantly pushed away.

The remnants of the demon clan disguised as humans were completely exposed.

In this special place, the remnants of the demon clan maintained a high degree of vigilance, reacting instantly when they noticed a change.

But the [Speaking Curse] that was triggered almost at the same time interrupted their chanting in an instant.

Although silent casting is not a particularly difficult technique to master, the time it takes to switch spellcasting at this time is enough to put them in a dilemma.

One after another, light-attribute magic elves exuding sacred aura materialized in the summoning formation.

The remnants of the demon clan were subdued by the magic elves on the spot in an instant.

Even if some people resisted fiercely, the people of the Holy Cult dispatched personnel with corresponding strength when they locked their positions before, which was enough to ensure that any remnants of the demon clan would be crushed!

The whole process was terrifyingly clean.

These remnants of the Demon Race had already been subdued by the Holy Cult before they even had time to make waves.

The remnants of the demon clan who were still hiding in it forcibly calmed down after seeing this scene, and broke free from the tendency of "moths to the flame".

They quickly disguised themselves as panicked ordinary people, not daring to show any traces.

The Pope on the altar overlooked the bustling crowd, and finally said: "Bring it up."

When the members of the Holy Cult heard the order, they immediately brought the subdued demon remnants to the altar.

The pope said slowly: "The embers of the magic flame have been cleared away, and the execution ceremony is about to begin. The era of the demon race will be bounded by this, and it will come to an end—humanity will prosper forever!"

He suddenly raised the [God's Wrath] high, and the green flames floating above the heads of countless people were gathered in an instant, and condensed into bigger and bigger fireballs at the tip of the [God's Wrath].

The fireball rose high, as if it was about to compete with the scorching sun.

The entire square is illuminated by green light.

The remnants of the Demon Race were also detained.

They were forced to bend their knees and knelt at the feet of the demon king who was bound on a silver cross.

The Son, who was not determined enough, couldn't help but glance at them.

A total of 99 demon remnants surrounded the altar circle after circle.

Their seating provided the final piece of the ritual puzzle.

The entire ten-mile radius of the land has undergone drastic changes due to the completion of the ceremony.

The light wall erected at the edge of the ten miles solidified instantly, turning into a solid wall that cannot be entered or exited.

People's emotions have also become easier to mobilize.

The pope still raised his staff high and spoke loudly.

His voice floated in the sky, reaching everyone's ears clearly.

People gradually forgot their fear and grief, and their eyes were filled with admiration for the "Holy".

The Pope was immersed in the shouts of the people, and when it was twelve o'clock at noon, he shouted softly: "The time has come, light the fire!"

At that moment, the magic circle under the Demon King's feet erupted with extremely powerful light.

The sunlight in the entire ten-mile radius suddenly stopped, and it was actually condensed to the extremely small area where the altar was located.

The enchantment instantly became pitch black, and the altar seemed to be the only stage, and the sunlight gathered into a beam of light and shone down from the top of the devil's head.

And under the Demon King's feet, extremely powerful flames also erupted.

The demon king bound to the cross, surrounded by flames.

Crowded around, the crowd shouted frantically.

This picture is just like the original - Witch Hunt!

……

"Compared to humans, the demons are latecomers."

The pope's calm voice formed an extreme contrast with the frenzy at the scene.

"Human civilization existed tens of thousands of years ago. At that time, there were no demons in the world. Whether it was ferocious bloodthirsty demons or pretentiously elegant vampires, they were still eating in nowhere. Bark. Until the appearance of the original witch, the sinner who danced with the devil, she stole human civilization, let the devil smell the smell of flesh and blood, let the vampire be born from the corpse, and let the sin spread all over the scorched earth. She is The root of all evil is the beginning of countless evils. But she was burned to death by us later!"

The green flame of [God's Wrath] turned red.

The Pope shook his wand lightly, and a huge fireball shot into the sky. Suddenly, a cloud of fire filled the air, surrounded the altar, and covered the square.

"Now, we have defeated the demons and allowed the evil to bury the scorched earth again, but everything is not over. As long as the demon king exists, the demons will not perish. Our congregation cannot sleep peacefully every day, and they are desperately trying to think How to completely kill the undead demon king. So it took a whole ten years, and finally the scholar Abel Yerkes created a method that can kill him for sure!"

"In the past, the original witch was burned to death by us."

"Today, the last demon king will be burned to death by us!"

The pope took a step forward, and a divine and magnificent aura erupted from his body, making him as great as a giant.

And the crowd guided by his words shouted loudly after this moment.

"Burn him!"

"Burn him!"

"Burn him!"

……

The angry roar turned into raging waves.

The remnants of the demon clan hidden in it are stern.

Those evil sects did not dare to speak out.

The 99 demon remnants on the altar gritted their teeth and roared, but to no avail.

The prayers of the priests became louder and louder.

The flames under the Demon King's feet seemed to be affected by these countless beliefs, and suddenly jumped to a height of more than ten meters, completely surrounding the corpse.

People's spirits are getting brighter.

The Pope raised his head slightly, squinting at the sky.

Burnt by the flames of the ritual, the demon king's body showed scorched marks.

His skin burned and his bones began to heat up.

Hair caught fire.

After a quarter of an hour of burning, the surface of his body was already covered with flames, and a cloud of human-shaped black mist burst out from above his head.

The appearance of the human-shaped black mist made the people in the audience even more crazy.

The 99 demon remnants on the altar struggled violently.

The rest of the demons hidden in the crowd and the evil sect with the belief of the demons as their core could not hold back in the end.

But the chief archbishop, Caleb Norris, pulled out a magic card from his left cuff, and the sacred flame shot out from the card, and instantly turned into a burning chain of light, killing the human figure. The black mist binds tightly.

"what--"

The black mist let out a terrifying scream and struggled violently.

"Burn him!"

"Burn him!"

"Burn him!"

People's shouting became more and more frantic.

The flames invaded and set it ablaze.

The black mist was bathed in the beam of the scorching sun, and there was nothing to hide.

It struggled, twisted, roared.

But the flames of the ceremony were burning hotter and hotter.

……

Dak sat in the living room and looked at the projection on the wall, but felt that the scene was extremely terrifying.

It was impossible to tell for a while whether the burning corpse was evil, or the person presiding over the ceremony and shouting "burn him" was evil?

I am afraid that those who calmly watched the "witch hunt" centuries ago would feel the same way.

The history of the struggle between demons and humans dates back to a very long time ago, and the real history has long been buried by the dust of time.

No one knows what the truth is.

The victor is writing the epic of the victor.

The loser is recording the sophistry of the loser.

From the standpoint of today's people, we can only look at it from our own narrow perspective.

"What is the black mist coming out of the Demon King's body?"

The downside of not being there is on display.

Dak couldn't rely on perception to distinguish, so he could only ask.

"It's the soul."

Professor Sylph gave an answer that he didn't expect.

"I thought……"

Duck couldn't help hesitating.

Professor Sylph said solemnly: "I thought it wasn't the soul of the devil at first, but it seems..."

"It is indeed the soul of the devil." Little Lili said decisively, "I have seen it before."

Why is the devil's soul still in his corpse?

Dak, who was confirmed, was momentarily stunned.

He immediately thought of words such as "forgery" and "split", but he couldn't be sure in the end.

But at this time, Professor Kazel said in a deep voice: "The holy religion is undergoing reverse refinement!"

As the only surviving master of alchemy and a professor of magic theory, no one present has a deeper research on magic than him.

His words are full of convincing force.

Dak thought of it in a flash, and then he couldn't help showing horror.

Before that, no matter what, he never imagined that the Holy Cult would think of reversing the demon king's soul from the corpse!

"Is it relying on [Great Prophecy]?"

"But even the [Great Prophecy] cannot be created out of nothing."

"Is it because the demon king's soul is actually just reincarnated, and has not really died?"

"But what's the point of doing this? To create two demon kings?"

"Or, after refining it, kill it?"

"Does the new devil's soul not have the ability to reincarnate?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Dak's mind in an instant.

Combined with the status quo, it is assumed that the pope and the archbishop are both sane human beings.

Then it can only be concluded that "the new devil's soul does not have the ability to reincarnate", so the operation of "reversing it and refining it before killing it" can be realized.

But after all, who can come up with this kind of NT operation? ? ?

……

Apart from being shocked, Dak was also faintly admired.

Someone who can come up with this kind of NT operation must be a talent.

Even if the soul of the demon king obtained by reverse refining is incomplete, or it is just a shell that is trying to cover up.

But as long as it is indeed the soul of the Demon King, it will definitely not be exposed!

After all, the incompleteness of the devil's soul can be explained by the unimaginable torture it endured.

And the current ritual of imitating the "witch hunt" will give people the perception that "rules" have been created on the surface.

The devil's soul is bound by this "rule" and cannot escape - at least on the surface.

Because in fact, only the insiders of the Holy Cult have the deepest understanding of the "immortality" of the Demon King. I am afraid that even the remnants of the Demon Race are not as good as the Holy Cult in this regard.

In fact, they couldn't be sure whether the Demon King would die or not.

Under such circumstances, if the Demon King was killed in full view, they would have to believe it.

Afterwards, even if someone appeared under the name of the Demon King, the sense of deterrence would no longer exist.

Perhaps, it has nothing to do with the holy religion.

Dak settled down and continued to watch.

……

The "devil king's soul" is bound by chains of light, burned by sacred fire, and clamped by ritual rules.

But all this is not enough.

As Hephas had expected, the Holy Cult began to summon the gate of the underworld after that!

Although today's time is just right, the best time to summon the gate of the underworld should be at dusk.

However, the Holy Cult does not really want to summon the gate of the underworld, and the danger that needs to be borne is too great.

So in fact they just want to summon a door frame, and then use the suppression of the midday sun to prevent the weirdness of the underworld from seeping out.

A wall separates the worlds of the living and the dead.

After Ragnarok.

The living can never comprehend the world of death until they actually die.

Even with the background of the holy religion, he knows that the underworld is ominous.

They only touched some clues of the underworld through the remaining classics.

But even so, it is enough for them to have a strict defense against it.

But human curiosity knows no bounds.

What he did today, while borrowing the name of the underworld, also has the idea of ​​touching the underworld.

Archbishop Caleb Norris had turned to face the altar, presiding over the ceremony himself.

With the assistance of eight other bishops, he successfully reached the underworld at 43:[-]!

Then he quickly drew out five magic cards and activated them one by one.

Every six seconds, a beam of light shoots straight into the sky.

The four beams turned into four fixed points.

The last beam hits the center directly.

A door made of light floated in the air.

"The door to the underworld, open!"

No announcements, no explanations, just actions.

When the door exuding nothingness slowly opened in the air.

The remnants of the demon clan who were just about to move all showed fear.

Demons have a slightly better understanding of the underworld than humans.

That's why it's all the more awe-inspiring.

But the appearance of the gate of the underworld also gave them an unprecedented sense of urgency.

It seems that if you don't shoot again, everything will end.

"Can't wait any longer!"

An old woman who was still shouting "burn him to death" suddenly changed her expression.

His skin was cracked inch by inch, and the fake flesh and blood exploded instantly.

A small old thin demon suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and a square black light lit up from his chest.

The black light covered his whole body in a blink of an eye, condensing into a pitch-black weapon covered with dense scales.

The old demon who had successfully completed [Arming Transformation] was burning with fiery demonic flames all over his body, soaring up to the exclamation of the surrounding people, and directly hitting the altar!

the other side.

A huge sacrificial summoning array suddenly emerged.

The Minotaur, who was more than ten meters high, burst out from the sacrificial summoning array, and his violent breath instantly blew away the surrounding humans.

While screaming in panic, this magic elf, who was at least the third step, held his giant ax upside down, stepped forward with his legs like giant pillars, and rushed towards the altar!

And above the sky.

There is also a summoning array appearing.

The remnants of the demon clan who had already prepared the pre-sacrifices called for sacrifices at the same time.

One after another, magical elves exuding a powerful aura surged out from the sacrificial summoning array, and amidst roars and roars, launched a terrifying attack on the altar.

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The fanatical atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant, and panic spread rapidly.

But the pope on the altar did not move at all.

He squinted and looked down.

The paladin knights, who had already been ready to go, immediately raised their spears and charged towards the wizard elves.

On St. Louis Square, during the execution ceremony of the demon king, the head-on battle between the remnants of the demon clan and the holy knights finally started.

The situation is not as one-sided as most people imagined.

The strength of the demon remnants was unexpected.

The [Armed Transformation] demon old man is obviously the strongest among the strong.

His powerful body, which was originally enough to rival eight or nine-star magic wizards, gained a huge boost after [Armed Transformation], giving him the terrifying brute force to tear apart giant dragons with his flesh.

After he jumped up from the ground, he came rolling like a ball of demonic flames, breaking through the barriers of the bronze armored paladin and the silver armored paladin in an instant, and rushed to the front of the pope.

"drink!"

A golden armored paladin suddenly jumped up and blocked the demon old man.

"roll!"

The old man of the demon clan shouted violently, and the raging demon flames that erupted from his body swallowed him up in an instant.

But the chest of the Golden Armored Paladin lit up with a square light, and a magic card was activated.

A spherical shield erupted from the body of the golden armored paladin, instantly dispelling the magic flame.

However, in this short period of time, the old man of the Demon Race had already rushed in front of the Pope.

The pope tilted [God's Wrath], and the magic power surged.

When the two sides were about to face each other, there was a sudden thunder from the side.

Several magic elves on the third step turned into beams of light and shot straight up into the sky, and a sacrificial summoning formation covering the sky and the sun emerged in the clouds.

Under the tumbling fire cloud, a giant foot burning with magic flames stepped out.

The priests looked at each other, and immediately released a large-scale aura, pushing all the humans in the field to the back.

Then the archbishop sneered and turned to call.

The sound of prayer from below the altar changed accordingly, and the sacred and magnificent divine comedy sang in the air.

The pure white and innocent feathers scattered out of thin air, and the holy atmosphere permeated the audience.

A huge summoning array lit up above the archbishop's head, gushing out with a trace of divine light.

On the top of the summoning array, a snow-white ring actually appeared——that was the ring of an angel!

"Are you going to summon an angel?"

While Dak watched nervously, he also felt a little excited.

He has already seen the Celestial Beast, and now he really wants to see with his own eyes what the angel summoned by the chief archbishop looks like!

It is a pure and beautiful posture like a woman.

Or is it like the animal shape recorded in some wonderful classics?

But what continued to emerge from the summoning formation after the angel ring was not in the form of a human or a beast, but a mechanical creation!

Mechanical type of steel system.

Angel species of light system.

The creature formed by the fusion of the two appeared in the eyes of everyone!

Eleven-star magic wizard——【God Created Angel】!

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