Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On the black anaconda, Qin Xuan and Qin Yan'er had not yet approached, but they had already sensed the majestic bloody aura on the island.

In just a moment, Qin Yan'er's face had turned pale, and her pupils were full of dullness.

There seemed to be a pattern flowing in her pupils, and she could see through a hundred miles, and she had already seen that on the island, blood flowed like a river and corpses were everywhere.

She also saw the pope who was high above, holding a blood-colored scepter and wearing a noble crown.

The black anaconda stopped, and the sea water surged in all directions like waves.

Qin Xuan looked at the pope, and his brows frowned without leaving a trace.

He had seen many lunatics, and there were more than thousands of demons in his previous life, so he did not feel uncomfortable with such a tragic situation.

However, since his rebirth, except for the Tianlang Xiaoke of Haiqing in the past, Qin Xuan had never seen a person with such a heavy devil's heart.

Qin Xuan looked at the Pope of Light, and a hint of coldness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Is this the so-called Pope of Light? The strongest man in the world who was once admired by the world?

He devoured the lives and strength of thousands of people, even the devil is no more than this.

Qin Xuan's eyes fell on the corpses on the ground. He even saw a young child kneeling on the ground and praying, but there was a blood hole on his forehead. The blood had dried up and turned black.

The face that should have been kind and innocent was covered with black blood, hideous and terrifying, like a devil from hell.

"You lunatic, what did you do?"

Qin Yan'er's eyes were even more bloodshot. Although she rebelled against the Church of Light, this Church of Light was where she grew up after all, and for her, it was her hometown.

Originally, this was a holy land, full of light, and known as a place without darkness.

Now...

Qin Yan'er looked at the Pope of Light in disbelief. Is this the Pope who once persuaded the world to face the light? This is the Pope who thousands of believers regard as a god.

Qin Yan'er's eyes were filled with tears. Among those corpses, she saw many corpses of acquaintances.

Those people believed in light and were kind-hearted. Even though they were manipulated by the Church of Light and used as executioners, they never doubted their belief in light.

They believed that as long as they worked hard, they could keep the world in light forever and eliminate all evil.

But now, these people are dead, or they are teased and manipulated like puppets, and now they die in the hands of the gods they once believed in, and their lives and strength are devoured.

Qin Yan'er laughed bitterly. She thought her life was just a joke, but now she realized that this group of people were the biggest joke and the most pitiful people.

I'm afraid that until death, they dare not believe that the existence they once regarded as a god would personally end their lives and turn the holy place in their hearts into hell.

Qin Yan'er's body was trembling, and the power of the golden elixir in her body was surging, just like the sea with a storm coming, which seemed to be ready to explode at any time.

Facing Qin Yan'er's questioning and roaring, the old man held the blood-red scepter and stood on the highest peak of the island, looking down on everything in the world like a god.

"Audela?" The old man smiled, "Dear First Paladin, oh, no..."

The old man's smile suddenly became hideous and terrifying, "Apostate, the greatest shame of the Church of Light!"

"What did I do?"

"I just did what I should do." The old man laughed grimly, "Protect the Church of Light and destroy the darkness!"

"Oh! Are you talking about these believers?" The old man glanced at the miserable hell under him and said disapprovingly: "As believers of the God of Light, now that the Church of Light has encountered a powerful enemy, they naturally have to pay the price they should pay!"

The old man gently raised the blood-red scepter representing the god, and the blood-red crystal emitted a blood-red light under the dazzling light, as if covering the entire island.

"Madman, devil!" Qin Yan'er's body trembled even more at this moment, and she was furious. In just a moment, she jumped up, and the golden elixir in her body flowed wildly. She stepped on the sea, and every step she took, her soles fell into the sea as if a huge rock fell into the sea, raising a wave of more than ten meters.

In the sudden rise, a series of sword images appeared behind Qin Yan'er, and a sword containing Qin Yan'er's grief and anger appeared in the air.

"Apostate, it seems that you have completely surrendered to the darkness!" The old man's face gradually returned to calm, and he said softly: "It's a pity that light is immortal, and the darkness in the world is like the rats and ants that linger on."

"Audrey, you have completely fallen, and the darkness with you will perish under the light!"

The old man raised his scepter and recited the Bible verses of the Church of Light.

In just a few blinks, Qin Yan'er had already stepped onto the island, and the dozens of waves behind her had not yet retreated.

"Shut up, you lunatic, you devil! The light you speak of, but it's just your words to fool the world!" Qin Yan'er's eyes were full of tears, and she screamed, "How dare you talk about light? How dare you... How dare you..."

A mysterious magic picture suddenly rose under Qin Yan'er's feet, and the lines were like clouds and mist, like the sky, supreme.

She stepped suddenly, and her body suddenly flew into the air, like an angry white dragon, rushing towards the Pope of Light.

"How dare you do this! "

As soon as the words fell, Qin Yan'er's figure appeared in front of the Pope of Light.

Behind her, there were thirty-three magic swords, as if solid objects, cutting through mountains.

Her current cultivation has reached the Golden Core Realm, and the Supreme Treasure Sutra is of a high grade in the world of cultivation. Even if it is the second level, it is enough to be called a genius.

In the Golden Core Realm, anyone who can block Qin Yan'er's attack must be a genius.

As Qin Yan'er's golden hair was surging, as if the anger was burning the sky, the thirty-three magic swords suddenly broke through the air at the same time.

Before the sword arrived, the mountain under the feet of the Pope of Light seemed to be chopped into pieces, with cracks stretching out.

However, the old man seemed to not care at all.

Instead, he looked at Qin Yan'er with a hint of sarcasm and contempt.

"Sinner who has fallen into darkness, let me show you what the real light is! "

The old man spoke, and the scepter in his hand shook. In just a moment, twelve giant swords appeared behind him, as bright as day, with blood-colored veins like the blood of the devil.

Sword of the Old Testament!

In just a moment, the Sword of the Old Testament, which is known as one of the ten great sacred arts in the Holy See of Light, condensed into twelve.

Not only that, each of these Swords of the Old Testament is more powerful.

Even the Sword of the Old Testament that Qin Yan'er used at her peak was not as good as one of them.

The old man smiled, and then the twelve Swords of the Old Testament were combined with Qin Yan'er's. The thirty-three magic swords used by Yan'er collided with each other.

The towering mountain was almost annihilated in the dazzling sword light at this moment.

When the light faded, Qin Yan'er's body was like a rag, rising from the sky. There were countless wounds on her body, deep enough to see the bones, and even her internal organs were ruptured.

Qin Yan'er's mouth was bleeding, and she looked at the Pope of Light in disbelief.

The old man smiled indifferently, looking at Qin Yan'er's broken body, and the bloody scepter fell gently.

"I..."

"It is light!"