The seats in the church had been completely destroyed by the impact of the two men, and the young man spat out a mouthful of blood, and the punch just now was inevitably pounding him in the abdomen. If his faith is inexhaustible, the strength in his body will not be exhausted, but that man is still standing there unscathed.

"It's not bad, you're probably the strongest of the Chosen I've seen so far. The man looked at the boy with a smile, and it was indeed a good ability to turn his faith into strength. It's a pity that these so-called righteous people still don't understand what kind of sacrifice justice is in their eyes. He slowly turned around and looked at the three men who were holding the door frame.

The man who was still in the middle of the church had already appeared in the door in the next second, and he looked down at the three Chosen ones as they bent down slightly, and grabbed one of the girls by the neck with his right hand.

"Help me. Before the girl had even had time to unleash her abilities, the arm was already getting higher and higher. Her bound neck struggled to pump oxygen into her lungs, her feet glaring wildly, and she stared at the man in front of her with her blue eyes.

"Let her go!" a transparent shield unfurled around him, and Owen outside kept hammering against the invisible barrier in front of him. In addition, the silver-haired Chosen One had a chilling spatial power condensed in his hands, trying to break the space within this protective shield. It's just that it's all in vain, the girl's eyes inside the barrier are already bloodshot, and the leg she was kicking just now has no strength. Wu Yihan looked at the woman in front of him with a smile, what he liked most was to watch these weak chickens without any ability gradually pass their lives in his hands.

"Stop!" The divine fire on the young man outside the barrier burned even more vigorously, and he even ignored the laws of all things in the face of the punch thrown at the barrier. The fiery fist intent and that divine majesty instantly broke the hard barrier, and the young man looked at the girl who was close at hand, and he stretched out the hand that swung his fist, a little closer, a little closer!

A yellowish liquid ran down the girl's legs, her eyes rolled white, and a pair of beautiful eyes were open. Wu Yihan looked at the young man who came in front of him and threw out the corpse in his hand. The body smashed on the young man's body, and the two men flew straight out. He looked at the boy as if he were watching a play, and a woman with kindness was not qualified to face his own organization.

The girl's body temperature gradually dropped, and her tongue stuck out. Owen hugged her and looked at the girl he was already familiar with in his arms. The partners and friends he was looking for for a long time in country M were killed by that man like this in front of him. Gently put the partner in her arms in the place where the pastor spoke, and gently put her coat on her face, she is a girl who loves beauty, and she can't let others see her like this.

"O God, turn my endless anger into faith in you, O all-knowing and all-powerful God, please give me the power to defeat evil!" The bright white armor condensed on Owen's body, and at this moment he was the most pious knight beside God, and his belief in God became all his strength. The long sword that was clipped to his endless anger was pinned to his waist, and his right hand held the holy sword tightly, looking at the evil man in front of him.

The scythe of death in Wu Yihan's hand was once again condensed in his hand, and his eyes were still that kind of recklessness and frivolity. How destructive can the belief in a full-time creator God be, and destruction is the ultimate essence of all worlds. The storm caused by the impact of the sword blade and the sickle blade blew people unable to open their eyes, and the bright sword in the storm had already slashed towards Wu Yihan again.

The scythe in his hand was instantly cut off by the sharp holy sword, but the barrier on his chest helped him block another fatal wound, and the blade was stuck on the barrier, but he could not go half a minute deeper. Wu Yihan wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, the sword qi just now rushed to his internal organs, the young man's face was hidden behind the helmet, although he couldn't see his face, but his distorted face must be very good-looking, Wu Yihan licked the blood at the corner of his mouth.

"The girl's neck feels really good, like a piece of silk, smooth and delicate. Especially the despair written in her blue eyes, do you want to try that feeling too?" Wu Yihan smiled and looked at the holy knight in front of him. The sacredness in his body burned violently with his own anger, and the knight's helmet looked at the evil god with a distorted face.

"O God, may this holy sword, along with your majesty, and with your judgment, come down on his head! Holy Sword Judgment!" The power condensed by the holy sword in his hand has even exceeded the total amount of the young man's body, and the two Chosen One could not see everything in front of him clearly in this dazzling holy light, and all the evil in the church is gradually dissipating with this holy light, and the fierce enemy should also dissipate in the holy light.

The remaining two Chosen ones breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at their companions lying on the ground, their eyes filled with tears. teammates who get along well on weekdays are already lying quietly on the ground in the next second. Just when the two of them were still sighing for their teammates, the black figure seemed to flicker in the holy light.

"Space, replacement!" Wu Yihan's right hand flashed with silver space power, and the silver giant sword that had already appeared above his head had already appeared above the silver-haired boy's head in the next second. The blazing sword was accompanied by the divine fierceness of the evil one beneath it, and neither the Owen who was still casting spells nor the Chosen One over there could stop it.

No flesh flying, no shouting. When the sword of judgment fell on the man's head, the sins of his life deteriorated into black chains that bound him, and he looked feebly at the greatsword above his head, and then at his own leader. I don't blame him, I just really want to live.

The divine flame burned everything he had, and he faded into the divine flame, his body still bound by the chains that symbolized sin. All that remains of him in this world is sin under the sword of judgment, his body, his existence, everything is denied by the judgment that symbolizes God. Except for the boy's desperate howl, as if this man had never appeared in this world.

"Hahaha, what's going on, what's going on! Do you still want to continue to cling to the ridiculous belief in that creator god? Throw yourself into destruction, destruction will make you redeemed!" Wu Yihan's face finally became a little more tired, and after using many abilities in a row, his body would be a little unable to keep up. Whether it was the barrier ability just now, or the scythe of the god of death, or the spatial displacement, it was he who consumed the power given to him by the goddess of destruction. If it weren't for the fact that some abilities were casually given to those useless subordinates, this so-called First Chosen One would have been boiled to death by himself.

The casting process of the Sword of Judgment has ended, and only the divine aura that has not yet dissipated remains between heaven and earth. Owen fell to his knees, the helmet on his head was thrown to the ground by him, his handsome blonde hair was scattered over his shoulders, and his body was no longer his own sacred, anger, remorse, and fear filled his heart. The armor on his body drifted in the air with the wind, and he knelt helplessly on the ground, looking at the man standing in the center of the church in confusion.

"God, am I doing something wrong? Is it because my faith is not religious, or is it because you can't forgive my sins!" Owen looked at the handful of ashes that dissipated in the sky, and there were only two Chosen ones left in his alliance. The hope in the eyes of the still-alive Chosen One was gone, and nothing was left but the despair of looking at the black Grim Reaper.

"I'm pretty much done, and I'm looking forward to seeing each other next time. Wu Yihan looked at the two desperate people, if one person was destroyed like this, then the process of destruction would not be meaningful. The lion in the eyes of the blonde boy had been drowned out with remorse, and he had said that he would attack the Chosen One again, but after thinking about it, he forgot it.

"Tsk, think of a fun one. Wu Yihan looked at the surrounding churches that had been destroyed, and used the video function to look at the surrounding ruins.

"That blonde judge of the Chosen Alliance, I recognize your strength, but I will continue to challenge you!" Wu Yihan in the video is pale, and the clothes on his body are also torn when he fought with Owen just now. The video was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves in the chat channel of the human camp, and the people inside were boiling over the blonde inquisitor. Everyone was talking about the battle between the boss of the snake man organization and the strongest human Chosen One, and some people even told the battle like a storyteller in the chat channel.

What no one knew was that the so-called blonde inquisitor was holding the girl's corpse and crying bitterly. The trembling right hand gently closed her beautiful eyes, and the cervical vertebrae and larynx of her neck were all directly pinched off by the demon, and her head shook slightly. The Chosen One watched in despair as the man disappeared, he slumped on the ground, his abilities useless in front of him from the beginning of the battle until the end of the battle. If he could, he would also be willing to replace Lina himself, she is still a child, she is only 17 years old, her life should be very long!

The ruined church became the place of faith for the human camp, and everyone scrambled to find the blonde Inquisitor and join his Chosen Coalition. Everyone's fanaticism for heroes is based on hope, but the hero's heart is already full of despair, his blonde hair has lost its former luster, and his eyes are full of confusion.

Before the end of the world, people need heroes, but heroes have been lying there forever with the two crosses erected in the church.