The Federal's mystical side has the impression that the Merada School of Special Education does not fit into the list of "large organizations", and that an army led by "Tristan Sophia" is supposedly strong enough to destroy the witch school.

But the truth is that they have suffered a huge setback.

Tristan himself, despite being in a state of fighting for his faith, has not been able to kill a single child, not even a single freak.

And under their separate gaze, when the dozen or so students stood up to fight back, this invincible vanguard army was almost wiped out on the green dragon's spine lake.

The "big men" who were peeping looked at the Tower of Babel again, and Charles I, who dedicated himself, was also stopped by the "Holy Confessor".

"The Church of Light, has it become so fragile?"

In the hearts of everyone, as soon as this thought came out, some plausible answers automatically emerged.

"Maybe it's because the churches in the Old World can't participate?"

"Or, only the followers of the 'Lord of Light' are a bit alone, and because of the civil war between the Thorns and the Light, the goddess of order and the son of salvation, the gods and believers of the same camp, are not involved. ”

......

In front of Tang Qi, the magic portal was maintained, and he looked at the top of the Tower of Thorns, and also at the secret realm, everything seemed to be moving towards a happy ending.

"For the first time, the school has shown its strength, the strength to stand up to the vanguard army of the Church of Light...... Martin Sims prevented Charles I from returning Raphael to the kingdom of God, resurrecting the thorns, and he would divide the authority of the 'light', restore the gods in the kingdom one by one, and establish a new and powerful god system...... I chose the right camp, and I won this big event?"

These thoughts flashed quickly, and he immediately rejected himself.

He was in the Book Tower, looking at the battle screen below, showing Noah, Shae, Ayesha, Austin, and Tate who were showing their powerful combat power...... His gaze shifted upwards to the scenes that were going on all over the Federation above the dark night.

It is located in dozens of states of the Federation, in many cities, and in the "Church of Light".

The pious chanting gave rise to stout, holy pillars of light, which forcibly broke through the gaps in the "mysterious" barrier, and the true bright heaven continued to open, and the breath of the "Lord" gradually began to respond to every believer.

Mihuang City, Cathedral of Light.

In the prayer hall, priests and nuns gathered together, led by a tall and thin bishop who wore glasses and had a scholarly temperament, prayed loudly, and a rich ray of holy light overflowed from their bodies and converged into the front pillar of light.

On one side of the hall, dozens of blood-stained knights, warriors, and heavy armor warriors also lowered their heads and chanted on their knees.

Stana, who was trying to maintain the "appearance", looked at her comrades-in-arms and the priests and nuns not far away, their faces full of tears, and listened to the teachings of the "Lord" with their eyes closed.

"It's a miracle!"

"The Lord has never forsaken us, and He is about to awaken!"

"Blasphemers, betrayers, will be turned to dust in the light. ”

When these thoughts intertwined, Stanna's eyes couldn't help but show a look of worry, and not far from the holy light beside her, a scene in the secret realm of the island in the middle of the lake was emerging.

Tang Qi retracted his gaze, looked at the battlefield again, and said with great certainty:

"Even the believers of the 'light' can't be so weak, they should be the strongest in the camp. ”

"During the founding of the Dark Age Federation, the light of Pyrrhus was so strong that it overshadowed the reputation of the other 'prophets' in the church, and the same was true of Martin Sims, and under the two of them, there were other prophets, or strong ones, and most of them were followers of the 'light'. ”

"Lancelot can be transformed into 'Immortal Heroic Spirit', other powerhouses, maybe ......"

"Boom!"

In Donch's self-talk, the church finally showed its true strength in this moment.

The pillars of holy light that burst into the "mysterious" throughout the Federation skyrocketed without warning, and the "cracks" showed signs of merging together, and the entire Federation seemed to be about to be shrouded in the "Bright Country", and the holy light was about to spill into every corner.

The Cultists of Light who are "fighting", whether it is Charles I, the Knights and Bishops who are climbing the Tower of Thorns, or the Knights of Light who are attacking the Merada School for Special Education and trying to slaughter children, have Holy Light shining through the void above their heads.

"The Lord's response!"

Every believer burst into tears.

On the beach in front of Dragon's Heart Castle, the future knight king Tristan Sophia, whose originally cold and beautiful face was strongly polluted by the aura of the middle-aged man with a sad face because of the battle with the "Decadent".

Gradually, the knight king also began to become decadent.

Until this moment, the holy light sprinkled and she came to her senses, and gave a cold look at the decadent, Tristan suddenly took out a bloodstained "rag" from his armor, the mottled bloodstains, releasing an unimaginable madness and killing, but maintaining a strange holiness.

She took the rag and wiped the knight's sword in her hand.

Bang!

Holy blood light erupted, and a vague "Heroic Spirit" emerged from the holy light above Tristan's head, and as he merged with the future Knight King, an unimaginable world burst out in front of the "Decadent", inside which was a surging sea of blood, human beings, hellish devils, and exotic evil seeds......

They all wailed in it, and with the blessing of the Holy Light above their heads, the Decadent did not have time to resist, it was pulled into that world.

At the same time, similar scenes kept happening everywhere in the secret realm.

Almost everyone in the vanguard army that was about to be defeated took out all kinds of "holy relics" and summoned the heroic spirits to descend with the help of the holy light on their heads.

In an instant, there was also the Thorn Babel Tower, where the two "lights" that were originally evenly matched above, one of the starlight was gradually suppressed, and he was becoming weaker, and the holy thorns that were constantly breeding and spreading below were being destroyed by powerful believers.

The Holy Knight Lanstrour, the Mad Cardinal, the Rampant Knight of Light...... The believers are blessed with almost endless Light, and they are fearless.

Great change is coming!

Tragedy is coming!

Boom!

The two lights under the starry sky clearly distinguish the winner and loser.

They were separated from the entanglement, and Charles I, composed entirely of holy light, walked out of the void almost without a scar, and on the other side was an old, dying figure, with no integrity in him, red, real blood stained all over it, his thorny garment shattered, his crown only half left, and the "sword of repentance" in his hand broken......

Confessor, lost.

All the big people who were peeping at the moment had their expressions frozen.

At this moment, the picture in their eyes:

The Condor Federation is no longer shrouded in "night", as if a huge ball of light appeared in the sky above the Federation, and the holy light penetrated the night and sprinkled down, and every light believer knelt down and sang with tears streaming down their faces. They held their heads high and looked at the top of the holy thorns, which were constantly being destroyed, where there was a pure, divine figure of light, who stood on high, who was the embodiment of the Lord.

All living beings should kneel before Him and offer their faith to Him.

But the first thing He received was a mockery.

From the Confessor, Martin Sims.

This old man, known as the "Strongest Sage", was sitting among the thorns at the moment, his old face was full of mocking smiles, and it was very weak at first, but soon his laughter resounded in the sky and throughout Mihuang City.

It was as if everyone was watching an absurd drama or an epic oil painting called "the old man who mocked the 'Lord'".

Charles I had long since lost himself, he ignored the ridicule, he went straight over Sims, to the bound "Raphael", the sword of punishment in his hand, about to cut off Raphael's head.

When He walks, all eyes look behind Him.

A small piece of "sword tip" fell from the wound, and it was extremely brief, allowing everyone to peek into the unimaginable and unbelievable picture under the holy light.

Inside the "human skin", which is composed purely of divinity and holy light, it seems to be a real world, and inside is an endless, pitch-black, constantly wriggling flesh and blood, which turn into human faces, men, women, old people, children...... Each face is incomparably distorted and painful.

Boom! Boom!

The screams rang out again throughout the Origin Star, and this time it was even worse.

On the fourth floor of the Book Tower, Tang Qi let out a muffled snort, his hands involuntarily covered his eyes, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the muddy and pitch-black blood and tears flowed down again, and his bare skin, whether it was his arms or face, appeared small faces, which seemed to want to break free from the "bondage" and drill out of Tang Qi's body.

The Book of Nothingness trembled again, and when wisps of special "holy light" were devoured, on the cover, two Chaos Mushrooms were born.

Tang Qi, and all the "big shots" peeping at the battlefield at this moment, had terrifying thoughts that they had never imagined stirring and churning.

"Lord of Light, also polluted?"

"No, no, no, this may be the reason for the last battle of the Cataclysm, the Thorns rebelling against the 'Light'. ”

"Is this the truth? the Lord of Light who is about to awaken, who is now tainted, who is no longer a master of order, who is about to slide into chaos?"

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