At the same moment, countless people looked up, and they saw that the sky was darkened, dark clouds covered the sun, and a violent thunder and lightning tore everything apart, as if the heavens were roaring angrily.

In the emerald green hall, under the entangled vine sculptures, a woman with a peaceful and intimate temperament and a gentle face suddenly looked at the sky and muttered, "The will of the plane is asking for help."

Her eyes slowly lit up, "This is the opportunity of the Life Sacred Sect, if it can be recognized by the plane, this will become the new divine kingdom of the goddess."

The next moment, an emerald green light lit up around her, and the whole person disappeared...

In the eerie burial of bones, a corrupt bone hand came out of the dirt, and then the skeletons scattered all over the place, heads, sternums, leg bones... Soon put together a complete skeletal body.

There was an eerie bloody glow in the skeleton's eyes, and the upper and lower jawbones kept tapping, making a crisp clicking sound.

"The Temple of Bones."

The skeleton monster laughed, the ground cracked, and countless skeletons flew out, converging in the air, forming a huge and vicious bone dragon, he jumped on it, the bone dragon flapped its wings, and disappeared into the sky...

In the wind-howling Gobi Gorge, the Storm Temple built on top of the cliff, more than a dozen figures wrapped in yellow robes flew out of the canyon on the wind and sand...

In the lava crater, a huge fiery red giant crawled out of the hot magma, and people in red robes with flame totem marks on their foreheads jumped on the back of the lava giant, and stepped on the earth and galloped away into the distance...

"Repeat my name again, Angel of Strength and Virtue."

The Seraphim, who had been hidden in the body of the Pope of Light, shone brightly, and said holy, indifferently: ".. Furches. ”

An extremely powerful force was released around him, and the void continued to crumble and close, and thunder and lightning fell on him, instantly disappearing into nothingness.

He held aloft a blazing white light, as if he had clenched a spear, aimed at Carlo's figure, and burst into a thunderous blow at any moment.

Carlo paid no attention to him.

Carlo's consciousness spreads, extends, spreads... His eyes were blazing and dazed, he heard countless curses full of resentment and jealousy in his ears, he saw murder, frame-up, hatred, viciousness, he smelled a strong sourness...

The distant Lore Empire, countless dark parishes, each of his gods, all bloomed with a strong black and red light, and the power of jealousy was influencing the commoners, making them quarrel, fight, and kill like crazy...

The miscellaneous evil thoughts burned, burning green and transparent like glass, and rising like the tide of the sea.

In the darkness, a huge bright red flower bloomed in front of Carlo's eyes, and in the center of the flower was a terrifying beast with seven heads and ten horns, ten horns and ten crowns, and the giant beast roared in the sky, shouting blasphemy: "In the name of jealousy.."

"In the name of jealousy.."

An evil and crazy light burst out of Carlo's eyes, and he glared at Furches viciously, sneering and sneering.

In a trance, Foxes seemed to see a green fire that scorched the heavens and the earth, he felt a piercing burning pain, he couldn't help but tremble, and the blazing light spear in his hand suddenly dissipated.

Fighting, screaming, swearing... There was also the muffled thunder rolling through the sky, mixed with a mixed sound.

Furches felt distraught, countless fantasies streaked before his eyes, and the blooming green light.

Suddenly, everything around him dissipated into a splendid palace of divine purity, and he fell to his knees on the cold ground, surrounded by dense two-winged, four-winged, six-winged, and even eight-winged angels. At the very top of the main hall, a golden figure wearing twelve bright wings of light slowly turned, and the powerful coercion made him bow his head.

An uncontrollable jealousy rose from the bottom of his heart, and he heard a voice roaring to himself: "One day, I will stand in that position as well."

In the next moment, the palace and the angel were far away from him, and a narrow crack appeared in front of his eyes, and the violent spatial turbulence made him powerless, and he could only watch as an embarrassed and lowly demon figure disappeared.

His unexpected anger, his humiliation, and his deep jealousy, he knew what a precious place of faith it was, he was greedy, he wanted to be promoted, he wanted to grow more wings, he trembled to separate a little bit of his divine consciousness...

One after another, the illusion collapsed, and Furchs finally came to his senses, and a hideous and ugly smiling face continued to magnify in front of him, with deep mockery and banter.

"Damn, you dare to fool me.."

The shame of Foxes's departure was about to urge the divine power, when he suddenly felt a burning pain all over his body, he lowered his head, and his pupils contracted violently.

At some point, he was completely covered in a strange green flame that burrowed into his divine body, igniting his power and eroding his wings.

Furches was shrouded in a monstrous green fire, like a flaming green torch.

A huge force of original sin was injected into Carlo's body, and the progress of envy of original sin rose wildly, eleven, twenty, twenty-eight... Finally, skip thirty percent hard!

"Boom", a silent roar, the fire was blazing, and the green fire in the sky manifested behind Carlo, the flames contracted and expanded, and an indescribable terrifying coercion brewed in the void.

The madness in Carlo's eyes rose to the extreme, his black robe hunting, his eyes were red as blood, thunder was like rain, and every lightning took on a faint green, the kind of depressing, weird, maddening green.

The Plane Will trembled, whimpering, and curled up in a corner until the green fire was fully conceived.

The green flames are entangled, little by little condensed into shapes.

Cylindrical, but the surface is rough and uneven, covered with sharp bumps, which seem to bear the traces of rust, extending upwards and twisting into hooks, sharp and sharp, and at the top are two looping barbs.

It doesn't look like a weapon, but it looks like some kind of cruelty... Instruments of torture!

The odd-shaped iron hook hovered above Carlo's head, and the terrifying momentum swept through everything, even the void could not bear it, and it continued to crack, and the black crack gradually expanded.

Foxes's eyes widened and his whole body burned with burning pain, but he was not even qualified to move, and his cold and arrogant face was covered with a look of horror.

Carlo hung in the turbulence of a raging space, his eyes were cold and evil, like a tyrant of the demon god high above, and a grand voice sounded from his mouth: ".. You're guilty, you deserve to die.."

Carlo's finger was directed, and the hook fell.

He sneered, as if pronouncing a sentence: ".. Whoever is jealous, let him pluck out his tongue!"

"No!"

Furches's eyes were split, his whole body trembled violently, the iron hook hung down, an irresistible force forced him to open his mouth, and he could only watch as his tongue was stretched and pulled inch by inch, and the indescribable pain spread...

Carlo saw that Foxes' body of Seraphim instantly disintegrated, golden flesh splattered out, burning into green ashes, and then his soul was caught by the odd-shaped iron hook and slowly pulled out.

There was a golden light in the sky, and it seemed that the gate of the Divine Heavenly Kingdom was about to open, and it was the reincarnation pool of heaven that was inspiring the angels who had died in battle to return.

The odd-shaped iron hook shook slightly, and the gate of the heavenly kingdom was torn apart, and the golden light was annihilated by the green flames.

Carlo smirked, it turns out that this is the true power of original sin, the power of punishment!