Lord of the Witches

Diana, who was controlled by Tang Qi, almost exploded with divine brilliance in her body, beheading Mrs. Anderson who was beside her.

But in the end, he still held back.

Like other Transcendents, Tang Qi stared at the projected light and shadow, the scene above the Second Holy City.

More than thirty angels are holding the ancient throne, trying to send Lecter sitting on it into the mysterious starry sky.

This is indeed the most common path to becoming a god that has been handed down from the ignorant and dark ages.

Not only the Lord of Light is like this, but some other gods also use the power of faith to hold high the throne, and in the starry sky, under the witness of all spirits, they become gods.

That's why at this time, the mysterious side of the entire Federation will boil over.

They all believe that they are witnessing history.

If Lecter succeeds, he will be part of the myth, but he will fail!

From the bottom of Tang Qi's heart, this thought came up with great certainty.

At the same time, he faintly realized.

This scene in front of me is probably...a hoax?

It is impossible for the prediction left by the extremely high-level MH-046 to have such a large error.

From nine angels holding high the throne, to angels?

What's more, the angel stillborn in Mrs. Anderson's womb has not turned into an angel by this time.

This is a scam, in order to trick the church into playing the hole card?

The stillborn fetus in Mrs. Anderson's body may be the ninth angel...

A strong premonition swept through Tang Qi's heart.

What did he guess!

But Tang Qi still didn't dare to move.

It's good that Diana is a demigod-level wonder, but he himself is not. He can't fully exert Diana's power, and there is a high probability that he only has one chance to make a move.

If it fails, there will be big trouble.

Especially at this moment, in his induction, the terrible life-and-death crisis still exists, and it is even more dangerous.

Fortunately, Diana was just a corpse, without a heartbeat, and without other metabolism, as if she didn't exist, Mrs. Anderson couldn't find her at all, which gave Tang Qi the time to wait patiently.

The government and the church cannot make Lecter a god!

In the era of change when the spiritual wave returns, the first god should not come from the chaotic and evil camp.

It seemed to be to confirm the extremely firm idea in Tang Qi's mind.

In the next second, Lecter's throne, under the protection of Evil Flower Sea and Ancestor Spring, was lifted up to the starry sky.

In St. Eagle's Nest City, a soup kitchen that looked extremely old with mottled bricks and stones and had existed for an unknown number of years suddenly opened its door.

Inside, an old black man in a mission uniform stepped out.

His beard and hair are white, and the age spots on his exposed skin are not weaker than that of York Sims, holding a book in both hands, the love and pity in his eyes seem to be overflowing, Even in front of him, the blasphemer was about to swell the face of the Guangming Church, but there was no trace of resentment in his eyes.

Preacher?

Tang Qi can judge the profession through his appearance.

Raphael, on the other hand, said the name directly, just like seeing the Sword Master of Thorns before, his tone was extremely surprised.

The last preacher, Kenneth Graham, killed the demons from other lands in a demigod posture before the dark age disappeared, and immediately cooked meat porridge for the believers himself, and returned to the kingdom of heaven that night.

When Raphael's voice sounded, the preacher had already opened the book Gospel of the Saints, which seemed to be held by most believers in the Church of Light.

He looked with pity at the believers who were tormented by the pollution of the angel's blood, and looked at the icy angels.

The next moment, a benevolent voice resounded through the Holy Eagle's Nest City.

Those who believe in my Lord, their hearts can sleep peacefully.

boom!

When the holy radiance was about to erupt, two projections exploded in front of him suddenly, reflecting the scene of Carthage City and Delaware City.

The central cathedral of Cathay City suddenly opened up at this moment. A man in armor, covered with brilliance, with a knight sword hanging from his waist, seemed to be a holy knight from heaven. After more than a dozen angels, a terrifying killing intent suddenly surged out.

Holy Knight Lancelot!

Raphael explained that the knight from heaven had already drawn his sword.

My lord said, I have not come to bring peace to the earth, but to bring swords to the earth.

boom!

In Delaware City, on the square in front of St. Teresa Hospital, a statue of a nun suddenly emitted an incomparably holy radiance. She seemed to come alive. She sighed softly, and her old and loving voice sounded the next moment.

God loves the world!

...

The last one doesn't need Raphael's introduction either, it's obviously not an awakened powerhouse, but a demigod-level strange thing.

When the Sword Master of Thorns also made a move at the last moment, the huge federation was almost swept away by the Great Terror.

Four holy and terrifying radiances came from four directions respectively.

Like the four Walls of Radiance, there is almost no gap, and they are perfectly integrated, covering all the angels, including Lecter on the throne.

It is almost unnecessary to guess, including York Sims, the level of the four figures has reached the demigod level.

A strong person or a strange thing that is enough to make any extraordinary organization rank among the powerful overnight, but here in the Church of Light, they were awakened within a minute.

And, not from headquarters.

The church branches scattered in major cities, and even the statues of preachers and holy nuns are not in the church, but in places like soup kitchens and hospitals.

The terrifying background of the church is fully revealed at this moment.

But when the holy light erupted and turned the federal territory into a heaven on earth, the shock caused by the angels holding the throne before was finally eliminated. The rest also began to dissipate after the giant angels, one after another, looking down at the world, were burned by the real holy light and defeated in wailing.

More than 30 angels were jointly killed by four demigod-level powerhouses. In an instant, the chaotic Federation quickly returned to the thrilling state before the accident.

The black and green colors that have polluted the water sources of dozens of cities in the Federation are rapidly overflowing, and the civilians who are still tormented by the angel's blood in their sleep show a peaceful and tranquil expression in the soft holy light, as if they are entering good dream.

Just when the extraordinary people who participated in this war thought that the dust was about to settle.

Suddenly, a strange scene happened.

The four demigod-level Walls of Radiance are about to close together, bursting out with the strongest power, shaking the ancient throne above the Second Holy City, together with Lecter sitting on it, and the sea of ​​evil flowers, When all the filth and blasphemy of the Ancestor Spring were destroyed together.

The projected screen, as if stuck, appeared stagnant.

The holy brilliance was quickly consumed in the stagnation and became thinner.

When everything recovered, the holy light dissipated silently.

In the second holy city, there were eight giant figures. Although their bodies were broken and their wings were broken, revealing the surging black and green flesh and blood inside, these eight filthy but holy angels still held their heads high, looking forward. He stretched out his hands, held up the throne, and sent it firmly into the starry sky.

My name...time!

It seemed that the ubiquitous voice penetrated into the ears of all supernatural beings.

They looked at the once again recovered, like an ancient mythical scene, and Qiqi showed disbelief.

What's even more frightening is that at this moment, in the depths of the sea of ​​evil flowers, on the ancient throne surrounded by the Ancestral Spring, that mysterious and perfect figure suddenly appeared from the shadows, with a cry full of absurd love. Sigh, resounding through the Federation.

Lecter!

Or rather, Burne Anderson!

The craziest and most talented powerhouse who has appeared since the return of the spiritual tide, the master of the hound army, the arrogant and shameless shepherd, he looked at the billions of lambs below from a high position, and then looked at the four A demigod figure.

There was a look of sarcasm on his perfect and glowing face. In front of the four demigods in the church, he falsified word by word the most commonly used prayers of the Church of Light.

Accompanied by his voice, countless filthy and vicious images exploded in the black and green spring water.

Each picture is created by the cruelest and truest painter, that is, human beings themselves. It deeply reveals the dark side of human beings, those unspeakable desires, and they are like a plague, and the madness begins to spread.

The civilians who had entered into a peaceful sleep were dragged into a nightmare almost at the same time, and the seven-colored flowers of evil kept blooming.

I came into the world, I saw endless lambs, they were tempted by vile demons, deceived by false light, so I brought hounds, I released the original evil, I let the lambs give birth to angels, And the angels will lift up the good shepherd, the great one who will be...

Boom!

Be the master!

The lambs began to roar again, and when the flowers of evil swayed, their roar gradually turned into a terrible chant.

My Lord came into the world, and the kingdoms of the world shall be his kingdom, and he shall reign forever and ever...King of kings and Lord of lords.

During the singing, the Federation seemed to be dragged into the Kingdom of Evil, and the black and green breath infected all life.

The ancient throne has risen to the sky, and on the starry sky corresponding to Lecter, a sacred and inconceivable gap is born, and the clean light shines down, as if he can jump into it as long as he stretches out his palm, becoming... a god .

Bang~ bang bang bang

In the secret room of the ancient castle, Tang Qi's heart was beating wildly.

etc! Wait a second!

His mind was almost roaring.

According to common sense, he should take action at this time, destroy Mrs. Anderson and the stillborn fetus in her womb, prevent the birth of the ninth angel, and prevent Lecter from becoming a god.

But the strong instinct made Tang Qi hold back.

At this time, an even more incomprehensible scene happened.

The figures of the four demigod-level existences, after looking at Lecter, began to disappear from York Sims, and disappeared into the air bit by bit.

Extraordinary people, almost want to go crazy.

Raphael almost roared, passing on his final judgment.

Director, there is still a chance. According to the prophecy, nine angels hold high the throne, the angel of time is the eighth, and the last one is left... It must be in Mihuang City. The one who is pregnant with the stillborn angel is Mrs. Anderson. Kill her, Must kill her.

Boom!

When Raphael's roar sounded, a magnificent voice suddenly came from Mihuang City.

I nourish the fire of justice and quench the fire of evil!

When William O'Neill's voice sounded, invisible flames gushed out from countless small magic circles in the huge Mihuang City, covering the main city area in an instant, forming a blurred , Huge monster phantom flashed.

It is outlined with lines, smart and light, with a noble crown.

Diana, who was in the blood bubble, immediately heard it. Mrs. Anderson began to wail. The invisible flame penetrated the blood bubble and began to burn the filthy angel's blood.

The stillborn baby in her womb screamed because of this, and the terrifying wave of maliciousness was about to radiate.

But at this moment, Mrs. Anderson stuffed the severed arm with almost no palm horizontally into the mouth of the stillborn baby. With the sound of clicking, clicking, Mrs. Anderson comforted the stillborn baby in a whisper.

When the stillbirth became quiet again, Mrs. Anderson's breath faded away.

Outside, the chanting sound became more and more terrifying.

The filthy and vicious breath overflowed from the bodies of the believers, as if following the guidance of the dark, just above the second holy city, a huge flower of evil bloomed, and inside the stamen, it was no longer Lecter, But a newborn angel.

It is taller than the other eight angels, its wings are spread out, and its powerful arms are also stretched towards the ancient, mottled throne.

All the extraordinary people looked at Lecter's face with greedy and crazy smiles.

He's going to become a god!

A new era, a new era, the first god?

When this idea came into the minds of the extraordinary.

The mutation came suddenly.

Two illusory, unbelievable phantoms appeared in the sky above the city of St. Eagle's Nest and the city of Carthage, the only two world metropolises in the federation.

It was a withered yellow sheepskin scroll filled with the common language of the Federation. It unfolded slowly, and a terrifying force shrouded the throne.

Federation, no king is allowed!

A voice full of justice and order, as if traveling through time and space, suddenly sounded at this moment.

The statue of the Lord of Thorns, which had stood in the city of Gatha for hundreds of years, was revived, and the long sword that slashed all demons suddenly slashed towards the throne.

If you blaspheme our Lord, you will be slaughtered!

...

boom! boom! boom!

Including Tang Qi, shocking waves were set off in the minds of all Transcendents. The power displayed at this time belongs to the power of the Federation and the Church respectively, and even the most ordinary civilians can find them in common sense.

When those two voices resounded, Lecter on the throne finally evoked a bright smile on his perfect face.