Chapter 128 Chapter 128 The Rebellion of the Church

The black flame was as violent as a pillar of black light, the flowers and plants around it were decaying, and the tree of life standing in the distance trembled, and the green points of light fluttered, but they could not stop even a trace of erosion......

Worried, confused, fearful, helpless...... A sense of foreboding filled the hearts of the creatures around them, and at that moment, something shocking happened.

......

“Lav Ya ...... Ttao Jz......”

A seemingly neat, chaotic chant sounded, and a group of believers of the Church of Light in gorgeous white cloaks broke into the holy place.

"Damn the Church of Light, are you looking for death!"

"Get out, it's none of your business here!"

"Go to hell!"

"Filthy maggots!"

In front of the white sea of people, the gorgeous cloak outlined in gold reflected the dazzling light, Gaturu Jerome was a little dumbfounded, the reputation of the Church of Light among the alien races was extremely bad, he knew this, but what he couldn't imagine was why they who had been suppressing their anger all this time were so irritable and angry at this moment.

However, then he smiled indifferently, behind him, these are the hole cards that the Church of Light has been accumulating for nearly a thousand years.

"Shut up, believers of false gods, God has hated the actions of evil false gods, now, kneel down and pray to God" Gaturu Jerome looked at the angry crowd proudly, and then turned around indifferently: "Rutherford has been purified by the messenger of God, this land does not need everything of false gods, let us go and revive the glory of the Holy See thousands of years ago, let us rule this land for God!"

“Lav Ya ...... Ttao Jz......”

In the sea of people, the strange ode has been non-stop, and at this moment, it has reached a peak, the fanatics raised their heads lowered, and in the center of their eyebrows, silver runes that emitted gray light flickered......

"Sleep of the dead!" the Dragon Emperor roared in disbelief, his golden eyes filled with sorrow and anger.

"How is it possible, it is really the sleep of the dead!" the elven queen was equally unable to let go.

With a chant from one voice louder, the light of the Sleep of the Dead, the symbol of the last resort, representing the highest glory of Rutherford's life, bloomed.

Silvery white filled the pupils of every fanatic, and the thick light elemental fluctuations rioted......

"See, this is the gift of God, now use the power of God to destroy the believers of false gods!"

"Damn, you despicable and shameless villain, die!" the Dragon Emperor couldn't contain his anger, the golden inscription was outlined by the magic in his body, and a pillar of golden light that obscured the color of the sun went straight at Gaturu Jerome.

At this moment, Gaturu turned his head, ignoring the horrible shock, his face full of indifference, even with a triumphant smile and mocking contempt......

The Dragon Emperor looked at Gaturu in astonishment, who did not move at all, in his opinion, this attack could not hit this mysterious archbishop at all, and the main purpose of his impact was just the group of fanatical believers in front of him, but before his joy was revealed, something that made him frightened appeared.

The diameter of the pillar of light suddenly tripled, and it slammed forward at a speed of ten times, setting off a chasm in the ground, but all of this was directed at the Dragon Emperor.

At the moment before the pillar of light changed, the impact hit Gaturu's body fiercely, and the mysterious archbishop turned into ashes in an instant, but this inconspicuous ash quickly coalesced into a gray rune, which instantly merged into the pillar of light, and then ......

"Oops, this ......" The Elven Queen had barely said a few characters when the shock was approaching, and there was a hint of despair on her face.

Rumble!

The smoke and dust obscured the scene slightly, but the golden light was so conspicuous that it was impossible to ignore, and a huge light curtain, or defensive wall, took the impact intact.

“...... It's a dead puppet, a cursed dead puppet!"

......

"How is that possible!" said Gattulu's angry voice, and a figure leaped out of the sea of white-cloaked people.

"Damn!" Angry, frightened, and panicked eyes stared at the figure of the scorpion, and Gattulu shouted, "For the sake of God, kill!"

"God, omnipotent, kill!"

"God, omnipotent, kill!"

......

Nearly 10,000 white cloaks erupted with elemental fluctuations, shocking everyone, the figures of more than ten fourth-order fanatical believers were so small in the sea of people, after all, ninety percent of the people in this ocean were fifth-order, and nine percent were sixth-order, and there were six seventh-order figures charging forward.

"The believers of the false gods have already taken action, they have been hopelessly bewitched by the evil gods, and even Dick, the messenger of the gods, has been assassinated by the false gods, and for the dignity of the gods, kill!" Gatturu was still bewitching, and the moment he saw the scorpion, he lost his composure.

The fierce battle seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, however, no matter how the fanatics attacked, the golden defensive wall stood as if it were serious, and the faces of the creatures of all races were intricately painful......

Bleeding is ......

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The black flame burned, the white and blue hair gradually grayed, and the inky light laughed wildly......

Jingle bell~

The pendant hanging on the dream chase is automatically ...... without wind

Jingle bell~

The flowing blood and the wandering remnant soul were attracted by the invisible power, the blood and the soul were combined, and the soul blood with various colors of light in the red was manipulated by the afterlife, quietly disappeared from the body, and was swallowed up in an instant.

Bear~

The long hair, which had gradually become dull, stopped changing, and Hei Yan seemed to be enraged by all this, and the inky pillar of light twisted like flames!

Jingle bell ~ Jingle bell ~ Jingle bell ......

The deceased began to play at the same time, the sound of wind chimes formed a nameless song, the red long blade changed involuntarily, a slender knife more than two meters long was placed in the hand of the tomb, and the raging ink-colored "flame" swayed unwillingly, but it could only gradually shrink and be swallowed......

......

The shouts of killing gradually died down, or the faces of the people mourned with mixed faces......

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"Damn, how could this be!" Gatturu ran and fled, "It's ...... to have just regained consciousness and encountered this kind of thing"

"Damn Dick, damn oracle!"

"Do you resemble us to die?" a teasing call startled Gaturu.

"Sen!"

At the foot of Gaturu's guarded body, dark green vines burst out of the ground and bound him to death.

"It's you!" Gartulu exclaimed like a little girl as he looked at the familiar, hateful figure.

"It's me. Wayne looked at the unbearable Gaturu and couldn't help but feel that the heroes who were killed by the Church of Light were not worth it.

"You'd better die. Wayne said boredly.

"No, uh......"

(Flickering endlessly, to be continued...... ）