Lord of the Witches

With a sword with all his strength, Sims lifted the bright human skin of Charles I, revealing the real and terrifying pollution under the radiance of the holy divinity to everyone's eyes.

Abnormally brief, but unable to hide.

Tang Qi and the big shots lost their composure and fell into horror.

At this moment, the believers of the light who are extremely devout, share the same hatred, and sacrifice everything for the lord. human face.

Believers in the light fell into unprecedented chaos.

Since the birth of the Church of Light, it has withstood countless wars and trials, but the sight before us has never been seen before.

That brief scene was shaking the foundation of their belief.

No, it is the meaning of existence.

If the 'Lord' has fallen, what do we believe in? What are we praying to? What are we confessing to...

Including the holy knight Lancelot, including Tristan Sophia, including an extremely devout priest and nun...all of them fell into unspeakable chaos, and the ongoing slaughter and fighting came to a standstill.

Lancelot and the red-robed bishops who were climbing and destroying the Holy Thorn Tongtian Tower stopped at the same time, allowing their bodies to fall downward.

The future knight king Tristan put down the knight sword in his hand, and the terrifying world spit out a decadent and scarred figure, and the vanguard behind her put down the sword in his hand at the same time.

All over the Federation, the believers who sang and prayed in the Bright Churches lost their ability to speak at the same time.

They all had the same look on their faces, first suspicious, then Hangkai.

Mihuang City, inside the Guangming Cathedral.

Stana also saw that horrific scene, so she stopped imitating directly, and the comrades beside her who had just returned from the strange conquest were the same. The priests and nuns in the hall hesitated to stop, including The tall, thin, scholar-like Archbishop of Mihuang City.

His originally calm face was now full of doubt and incomprehension.

An ordinary human being, after touching the mysterious side, will be called a contactor.

From the real world to the extraordinary world.

During this process, he had to experience the collapse and reshaping of the world view. Many contacts fell into madness during the process and made many deadly actions, which made them lose their lives in the first adventure and could not smoothly obtain extraordinary power.

It's just that the collapse of the worldview has such consequences, what the believers of the light have to face at this moment is the collapse of faith.

Stana suddenly discovered that the faint holy light above her head had completely disappeared at this moment.

The same is true for a few knights beside her.

In the hall, some priests and nuns, together with the light shining on the head of the regional archbishop, disappeared.

But for the others, there is still light shining on their heads.

Because of suspicion, the identity of a believer was temporarily cut off?

When Stana made a judgment in her heart, she immediately observed that there was a knight beside her who had resumed praying at some point, and the light shining from his head seemed to be mixed with something else. The invisible aura, the radiance shines, and twisted and painful faces emerge one after another.

As those faces merged into the knight's body, the exhausted and blood-stained knight's expression became extremely indifferent. He got up silently, and came behind a companion who was still in chaos. The knight's sword was raised high.

boom!

In Stana's mind, thoughts were churning wildly.

Out of the corner of her eye, the same scene kept appearing. The priests and nuns in the hall all showed strange expressions mixed with indifference and ferocity to the companions who had stopped praying. Some raised their hands and pinched their companions' necks...

Stana stood up suddenly, and blocked the knight sword in her hand behind her. Amidst the loud noise, she came to the knight who was about to cut off her companion's head, and slammed her white fist at the knight full of weird blood. sword.

Boom!

Stop them!

The wall of the cathedral was smashed by a distorted knight. Among the fragments of the knight's sword, Stana's voice pierced through the chaotic and screaming scene, and penetrated into the ears of every light believer who was still awake. , including that regional archbishop, John Wesley.

At the same moment, the entire Condor Federation, no, the entire Genesis Star, fell into a riot that no one expected.

The big shots who have not yet recovered from the shocking truth had to shift their sights and look around the origin star. The unimaginable slaughter scene appeared in every bright church.

They even saw that in the First Holy City in the Old Continent, dozens of red-robed bishops, like scarlet shadows, rushed towards the Pope who was keeping awake in the center. Many vs. few fights are taking place.

And the more terrifying scene was outside the church.

Neither the mysterious side nor the real world have conducted detailed statistics on the believers of light around the world, but one thing is certain, that is an extremely large number.

Now, that number is about to show unimaginable destructive power.

Tang Qi and the big shots used to peek at the strange objects, and in the dark light, the scene changed automatically, and the civilians who were passing by inside were all over the origin star. They were originally asleep, because Charles I turned into the Lord The incarnation of the Church of Light prayed and chanted continuously, making the kingdom of light come to the origin star completely.

Under such a background, non-believers will only find it dazzling, but a large number of believers feel peaceful and happy. They follow the singing and speed up the coming of the kingdom again.

When Charles I was pierced by Sims's sword, revealing the filth, the process was interrupted for an instant.

But soon, Charles I, who seemed to have noticed something, obviously lost himself, but the corners of his mouth curled up with a ferocious arc, and a strange light appeared in his originally indifferent eyes, as if he had done something.

A faint radiance was sprinkled on the heads of the believers, and because of the concentration, the dark and filthy aura inside was extremely obvious.

All believers got up almost at the same time.

Their bodies became filthy, their flesh and blood squirmed, their faces became painful and distorted, their slowly opened eyes were full of resentment, they slowly opened their mouths, and the sticky, gray-black saliva was like pus , flowing down the corner of the mouth.

What they were about to do next was anticipated by all the big shots.

What happened in the bright churches was a rehearsal.

On the fourth floor of the Book Tower, Tang Qi's hands trembled inexplicably. The look in his eyes was like a fluke that had always existed for a certain big misfortune, and it was finally verified at this time. It calmed down quickly.

At this moment, what appeared in his mind was a look at the Holy Prophet before he died.

It was that look that caused Tang Qi to delay until now. Before the arrival of Sims, Tang Qi actually had several opportunities to fulfill the prophecy and send the Codex of Thorns to Raphael to help him find himself and become a real Thorn.

But he held back every time. At this moment, he was still resisting the urge to forcibly look away from the massacre disaster that was about to engulf the origin star, and he did not look at the secret realm that was once again in crisis. On top of the Tower of Thorns, the magic portal in front of him became more and more solid.

Prophecy, just a prophecy, I only have one chance.

When Tang Qi struggled, the big shots on the mysterious side almost went crazy.

They obviously did not expect that a civil war in the light camp would evolve into a global disaster at this moment.

Once those light believers who have become like zombies are released, the entire Origin Star will be destroyed, just like the gloating and shocking complaint of the Second Rotten Head at this moment:

Charles I will not be the most mysterious first rotten head of our organization. If he succeeds, the number nine and the third two guys will create a record for the number of people killed in the bloody mud war and the black death plague event. They will all be crushed.

Quick, stop the believers of light.

Turn on the highest war vigilance, and you can use all permissions to contain things.

...

The big shots roared, and they were about to use all kinds of means to save this sudden outbreak of a large-scale worldwide disaster.

On the Tower of Thorns, Martin Sims is dying. His body is composed of starlight and Jensen. At this moment, the starlight continues to dissipate, and Jensen's body reappears. Before disappearing, Sims did not continue to laugh at the polluted Lord of Light.

His gaze, as if piercing through all obstacles, looked at a figure that was about to step into the magic portal.

He bowed slightly and lowered his head, as if expressing his respect, and immediately turned into a starlight, and returned to the splendid starry sky in the last weak but tenacious voice of persuasion.

Raphael!

Jason fell from the starlight, still maintaining a half-human, half-goat body, and subconsciously turned towards Raphael, who was still bound by his side, and yelled.

At this moment, Raphael is in a weird state.

He is still a mortal, surrounded by holy thorns, exuding the supreme brilliance of divinity, but he can't use any mighty power, he looks confused, looking into the rotten thorn country, looking at the end of the passage, still immersed in The mutated gods who are fighting.

And when the light believers of the entire origin star were polluted, he seemed to wake up a little bit, frowning, looking at Zheng Zheng holding up his hands, receiving the extremely viscous and filthy divine breath from the gap on the top of his head of Charles I.

He no longer hides.

Everyone understands that the incarnation of the Lord in the world at this moment is a fallen incarnation.

No one knows how degraded Light has become, but there is no doubt that this incarnation will not bring order and light to the world, but only destruction and chaos.

The Holy Prophet is dead!

The Holy Penitent is also dead!

Who else can stop him? The Lord of Thorns cannot be successfully reincarnated. He will be killed... The world will fall into chaos. Among the spirits above the 'mysterious', there will be another 'master' of the chaotic camp.

Amid these tragic thoughts, Tang Qi's whole body was almost tense to the limit.

He could no longer see other existences in his eyes. Across a magical portal and a distant void, he seemed to be looking at Raphael. It was extremely rare that Tang Qi could not maintain his calm. It was different from any incident he had faced before.

Although Tang Qi was already extremely powerful at this time, what he was facing was a civil war between the two dominant gods, Thorn and Brightness, and it also involved the terrible secret of the cataclysm that swept across the gods.

Even if he really became a god, without making any preparations, and getting involved in it rashly, it is no different from courting death.

He followed his instincts and the rationality he was struggling to maintain at this moment. If the glimmer of life he wanted to see did not appear, the final choice Tang Qi would make was not to sacrifice himself. He might use his current strength to protect himself people who care.

With his power as the master of Fantasy Kingdom, it is enough.

But at this moment, he still did not give up hope.

Tang Qi clenched his fists and murmured in a low voice:

I'm human too, I'm not a god.

Raphael, if you are really a 'thorn', you must remember, remember one sentence.

The world needs order, the world needs thorns...

Just when Tang Qi was muttering, Raphael, who was bound by chains, shackles, spikes... and other instruments of torture on the top of the Tongtian Tower and in front of the open door to the kingdom of thorns, suddenly at this moment, his face The confused look disappeared little by little, replaced by an aura of reverence from the depths of the soul.

The chains made of the pope's vestments were broken, the shackles made of the crown of light were turned into dust and dissipated, and the spikes stained with holy blood fell off...

The clean and supreme radiance of Raphael burst out.

He bent slightly, as if to warn the world.

Boom!

When this scene appeared, everyone was shocked and couldn't control themselves.

The thorns are coming back soon?

Just when this idea burst out from the bottom of everyone's heart, Charles I moved.

At this moment, He is molting.

That layer of holy human skin is peeling off bit by bit, and the dark world inside, made up of filthy flesh and blood that is constantly wriggling, is revealed incomparably real.

He has an irresolvable hatred for Raphael, or The Thorn.

The Sword of Punishment, which became full of filth at some point, slashed straight at Raphael, who was about to succeed in reincarnation and regain himself.

On the fourth floor of the library tower, Tang Qi, who was trembling all over, was full of joy at the moment.

Without any hesitation, he stepped into the magic portal.

Before leaving, Tang Qi suddenly saw several things he had placed on the workbench, a stack of exquisite rosters that had been written, a badge representing the principal and the witch leader, and a very ordinary flower. pot.

At this moment, in the flower pot, the bare dead branch initially sprouted green buds, and grew violently in the blink of an eye. A thick, emerald green, huge and unimaginably huge ancient tree descended on the secret place of the island in the middle of the lake in the blink of an eye.

In the emerald green light full of indescribable vitality, dozens of familiar female figures are about to descend at this moment.

ps: 4,000-word chapter, special explanation, in order not to be said to be out of chapter, I deliberately added a few more paragraphs, please don't spray me out of chapter.