"What a stubborn young man, but it's really enviable that the Lord of Radiance can have such a strong believer as you. ”

The Pope of the Temple of Death sighed, but Hannibal had already come with a fearless charge of the astonishing Divine Golden Flame.

The members of the Death Temple beside him naturally couldn't watch each other rush into their top bosses, and they all rushed forward, the necromancy was restrained by the space, but countless high-level death magic techniques had already roared away, and the transcendent who was good at hand-to-hand combat was not to be outdone.

But after all, he occupied an absolute environmental advantage, Hannibal mobilized the divine power in the space to turn into a holy judgment in a flash, and the thunder flashed criss-crossed, easily erasing the incoming divine attack, and the power was so strong that everyone in the Temple of Death besieged it together, and they did not dare to block it lightly, and they dodged one after another.

Hannibal stabbed in front of Phineles, and the divine power condensed in his hand and turned into a sharp sword of light, wrapped in golden flames, and stabbed out!

Burning Swordsmanship - Sunfall Hengxi!

With the blessing of the power of the entire Excalibur space, this sword with Hannibal's full strength made the Pope frown slightly, and stretched out his hand to push it with an understatement, silently blocking in front of the blade.

Violent light shattered the earth, and golden flames flew like flowing fire.

In the hazy dust and smoke screen, Hannibal watched in amazement as his sword-wielding hand was empty, and was clenched by the other's palm.

He wasn't surprised that his attack was blocked, or even on the contrary, he was surprised that he was able to touch the other party who was a demigod so easily - in fact, it was, even if he had the huge power of faith in the Excalibur space as a backing, but for a demigod equivalent to the legendary realm, his current strength was not worth mentioning at all, let alone touching the other party, he originally thought that even if he tried his best, he would not be able to touch a single hair of the other party.

After a moment of surprise, he seemed to have guessed something, and suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha······ I see! You haven't reached the demigod status yet! You have lost the favor of death or have you been punished by the gods? Is this why you have been hiding for hundreds of years?

For his unscrupulous offense, Pheneles just chuckled helplessly: "Na Na~, you found out." ”

Hannibal couldn't help but be stunned by the fact that he didn't react with a hint of annoyance at the revelation of his scars—for a god's spokesman, this should be the greatest shame, right?

However, he didn't think long before Phineles had already pushed lightly, and the huge and condensed power of the law erupted from his palm, and the power of death, which could almost instantly take away life and soul, smashed Hannibal out of the air, turning into a black shadow that crossed space at a speed exceeding the speed of sound, and smashed on the majestic sword body of the Excalibur, causing fluctuations.

Even if he was only a former demigod, Hannibal was far from being his opponent, and he didn't even have to take it seriously.

"Alright, go touch Excalibur, I hope you can get Excalibur's approval, good luck. ”

As if it was just a fly, Pheneles clapped his hands lightly, turned to the mercenaries and said, his face was obviously with a gentle smile, but for some reason, he saw the mercenaries shudder - the kind of indifferent eyes that seemed to be looking at a group of ants was really not acceptable to normal people.

"Many... Thank you for your success!"

The mercenaries looked at each other and hesitated for a long time, and then some of them thanked each other, stepped over the huge cracks crisscrossing each other, and walked along the shattered earth towards the location of the Excalibur.

Looking at their figures, the people of the Temple of Death couldn't help but show a cruel and playful sneer.

However, a hundred-meter-long flash of light flashed, instantly blasting the group of mercenaries who had no resistance into bloody and bloody residues, frightening the other mercenaries who were just about to follow behind them to retreat one after another, stunned in place, their faces full of horror and panic.

Under the sword, Hannibal stood there with a bloody head, his face cruel but determined.

"Ahem~······ I won't let you get away with it. ”

If I can't beat you, I will kill these pawns, and your plan will also fail?Let's see if I kill all these mercenaries first, or if you can keep them safe with the divine power of the sky—— this is what Hannibal thinks at the moment, at least he can buy a little time, although he knows that it is just a futile struggle.

However, what he never expected was that Pheneles applauded with a playful face: "Good killing! I didn't expect that there are decisive young people like you in the hypocritical church, not bad, I'll help you." ”

"What?!"

Hannibal was taken aback again - what the hell does this guy mean?

The mercenaries also looked at this big man who spat amazing words in a daze, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Pheniles cracked his mouth cruelly, and a demonic smile appeared on his handsome face at the moment.

"It's almost time to get down to business. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers clearly.

With a crisp sound on the ground, the mercenaries suddenly showed extremely painful expressions in unison, their eyes were about to split, and the turbid and pitch-black liquid gushed out from their facial features, and in a terrible scream, the muscles broke down, the bone spurs were clustered, and they turned into extremely disgusting ugly monsters, and finally the terrible wails gradually weakened, turning into a muddy black mud flowing together.

The wreckage of those who had died under the power of the Holy Judgment had undergone the same change, turning into puddles of wriggling black mud in Hannibal's horrified eyes.

"This ······ It's ······"

In the blink of an eye, nearly a thousand lives were killed on the spot, and although the black mud wriggled like a living thing, no one would think of such a thing as a living thing.

As the culprit, Phineles waved his hand elegantly and explained with great interest: "Look, what a wonderful blasphemous thing, these ignorant creatures grow up in the glory of God, worship the glory of God, come here in order to obtain the artifact, and finally die in pain because of it, and the soul can never be transcended, this resentment and wailing from the depths of life to the soul are tangled together, it will be the best medicine!······ Hawkers~ Although it's just some defective products, but please smile. ”

As soon as the words fell, all the members of the Temple of Death present smiled and lifted the black robes on their bodies, and the thick black-red mist accompanied by terrible wails and resentments gushed out from their bodies, and continued to merge into the black mud on the ground, making these strange existences frantically agitated, and the volume continued to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a dark and extremely evil aura raged in this sacred space!

Hannibal's face changed dramatically, and he recognized the ritual he had seen in ancient texts.

Rituals for the gods, in which a large number of believers belonging to the target god are used as living sacrifices, inflicting pain and torture on the originally devout believers to resentful of the gods they believe in, and finally taking away the lives of the believers, using the resentful souls as a curse to pollute the purity of the godhead from the source, depending on the scale of the ritual, at least polluting the faith, weakening the divine power, and blinding the divine will, or at the worst causing the kingdom of God to crash and the gods to fall.

You must know that the source of the power of the gods is the power of faith provided by the believers, and this ritual is to fundamentally corrupt the gods, and it is in this way that the Zelota Empire pulled the first god of light down from the throne and succeeded in killing the gods.

Needless to say, it is clear that for this world under the management of the gods, this is a taboo among taboos, and once it is discovered, it will inevitably be exterminated by the whole continent of creatures, and there will be no mercy!

However, he could never have imagined that the Temple of Death, one of the Seven Gods Church, would do such a thing, this was already seriously beyond the scope of normal religious battles, no matter how he thought about it, the Lord of Death, who was also one of the Seven Gods, would never allow his followers to do such a thing that violated the bottom line, the key was where did they get the core materials for the god-killing ceremony? Aren't those things completely exterminated and destroyed hundreds of years ago?

Wait, with such a huge amount of resentful souls, how many believers in our Lord have they secretly killed! Even if they are just civilians, I am afraid there are tens of thousands!

Hannibal's eyes cracked, and the mere guess made the loyal paladin feel a kind of pain and anger that his heart was about to be torn apart, "Stop! How dare you······ How dare you!······ As a Pope, don't you know what you're doing!"

Now, no matter how stupid he is, he knows that the other party definitely doesn't just want to make some trouble for the church, this is a long-planned, bottomless, and real declaration of war! Sadly, neither the church nor the world is completely aware of this, and even if this kind of thing is done, I am afraid that the Temple of Death is no longer the church that abides by the contract of the seven gods and manages the order of the plane!

Phineles laughed elegantly, and with a flick of his finger, the black mud that had expanded to the size of a lake suddenly stirred up like a sharp sword, and flew towards the Excalibur, with a marginal haha: "Don't be so serious, right?, in fact, it's just a normal means of competition, and it's not aimed at the Lord of Radiance, it's just polluting the Excalibur, we don't want you to welcome back the Excalibur, and you're too tough, so we can only make this decision~"

As the sword of the Lord of Radiance, the sword is closely related to the gods, and if the sword is polluted, how can the Lord of Radiance not be affected?

Sensing the erosion of evil things, the mountain-like divine sword self-mobilized the power of faith in the space to form an impenetrable light curtain to block the front, but these black mud slowly corroded the protection with a tenacious attitude, and it seemed that it would not take long to touch the body of the divine sword - this is the most terrifying thing about the god-killing ritual, these black mud are originally from the believers of the gods to which they belong, and they are the providers of faith that make up the divine power, and the divine power based on the system has little effect on them.

Seeing that the brilliance of the Excalibur was getting weaker and weaker under the erosion of the black mud, and it seemed that he was powerless to return to the sky, Hannibal, who was covered in blood, suddenly let go of the teeth that had bitten his lip, and sighed softly - at this moment, he made a decision.

"I didn't expect the time to serve my lord to come so quickly······"

"Smack!"

Hannibal suddenly folded his hands and prayed silently, and a golden-white flame that was far brighter and more dazzling than before ignited from under his feet, spreading all over his body, and the exquisite and precious divine armor on his body could not withstand the extreme heat, and it dissipated like smoke before it even had time to turn into molten iron—perhaps, with it, the filth and impurity of a mortal body.

"May my lord become a flame ······ Sacrifice –

We are here, the Holy Spirit!"

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