Looking at Hannibal, who was instantly old in front of him, Radis immediately understood what he wanted to do:

"Wait! It's not that time yet! Let's work together, there should be a chance to ······."

In the middle of the sentence, he saw Hannibal's only unchanging determined eyes, and the next words were stuck in his throat.

Everyone has their own things that need to be done, and what they can and should do is already clear from the time they decide to do it.

If others do not have a better solution, they are naturally not qualified to stop the choice of others, and Radis once again realized his weakness at this moment - he is not strong enough to deal with this dilemma, so he can only accept the sacrifice of others.

Hannibal saw his pain and explained with a smile: "Don't worry, my end is already doomed, even if I don't do this, I will end up the same, in this case, it is better to let me finish what I can." Actually, I'm sorry, I'm going to leave you alone with the rest of the responsibility, and please forgive me for being selfish. ”

"One more thing I have to apologize to you, the matter of the Excalibur Trial is actually true, I'm sorry I lied to you, because this is the top secret of the church, and very few people know about it, and it is precisely because of this that since the news will be leaked, it is likely that there are also people in the upper echelons of the church who have deviated from the faith······ In short, please be careful. ”

"Finally, I want to tell you that I am glad to have met you, my friend. ”

Speaking of which, the long sword held high had already shown a new posture in the infinite divine light, the divine sword regained its due peerless appearance, and the gauntlet was enveloped by the dazzling golden sun of the half-round, releasing an absolute brilliance that people could not look at directly, and even the holy sword projection beside Latis surrendered to its edge, out of his control, integrated into the divine power, and let all the power return to one place.

Hannibal maintained an extremely reverent posture and swung the sword down slowly.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth lost color, drowning in pure divine light.

In the face of the judgment power released by the Excalibur, Phanelles' evil face also showed a helpless expression:

"Ahhh······h

Before the words are finished, everything loses its original meaning in the divine light··············

···········

I don't know how long it took, Lades's consciousness gradually woke up from the chaos, and he looked around blankly, the inner wall of the entire space was already full of holes, cracks and horizontals, and at his feet was an upright and upright old body, with a resolute and serene face, there was no life, but it stood straight with a sword, majestic and tragic.

On the ground in the distance, a cloudy liquid was twisting to form a body, but again and again it failed, and again and again it writhed again and again to try to recover, and if you looked closely, each time it was more completed than the last.

"Even so, I'll survive! Demon ······"

Latis gritted his teeth fiercely, wanting to sacrifice the Holy Sword Projection for another round of killing, even if he couldn't clear it, but at least he could vent his resentment, but soon he found that he couldn't do it, the transcendental-level spiritual power had completely dissipated, and his words were meaningless and he had to put his fragile self into it - this is something that the people who have sacrificed absolutely don't want to see, and it is also a stupid behavior that he absolutely can't explain.

There was no time for regret or hesitation, and Latisse's not yet frail body came to Hannibal's body as fast as he could, pulled out the Yanugash, which had returned to his clumsy appearance, and turned away without looking back, spreading the wings of Icarus and flying at full speed towards a crack.

When his figure had just disappeared through the gap in the enchantment, the chaotic sludge had regained its human form in the process of reorganizing again and again, and the semicircular sphere wriggled and returned to the appearance of Pheniles, while there were still two wriggling lumps of flesh in place, and the disgusting dark red organs and muscle tissue were still being put together in vain, strange and ugly, and two bloody human heads could still be seen poking their heads out of the flesh and letting out a howl of pain— It was Brigitte and Salos, but looking at the twisted and chaotic situation, I'm afraid no one would think that they could be described as human.

Phenyles looked at them with a calm face, took out a dark soul from his chest and threw it out, turning into the weak form of Ostin beside him.

At this moment, his handsome face was also a little hideous: "After so many years of preparation, it will still be like this······"

Ostint's soul bowed down in fear, booing and not daring to answer.

"Forget it, I can't blame you ······"

Pheneles snorted coldly, and didn't waste any more time to anger others, but just separated two lumps of black mud from his body, fell on top of the two lumps of flesh, and used the power of chaos to dispel the divine power in the flesh that affected the recovery of the two, and after a piercing corrosion sound, the reorganization of the two bodies suddenly regained efficiency.

"Inform the people who remain outside, and order them to catch that little imp before the news leaks, take back the Excalibur, and no longer let him become an obstacle to the revival of the empire!"

Ostin hurriedly replied categorically: "Don't worry, my lord! With our arrangement, he will definitely not be able to leave this mountain range!"

Pheneles glanced at him, "It's better to be like this." ”

As he spoke, he walked straight to the body of the paladin who was still standing unyieldingly, his eyes were cold and angry, ashamed and disdainful: "Victim of faith? Hmph~, I really don't like you boring fools the most!"

As he spoke, he wanted to wave his hand to smash it with his anger, but when he just lifted it up, he suddenly found something again, and his expression was shocked for a moment, and then his eyes turned and he showed an evil smile:

"It's interesting, even the soul should have burned out······ Hehehe~, is this an unexpected surprise?"

Ostin came to his side, inspected the body with mental power, and also showed a flattering smile: "I actually saved the soul... No, it seems to be a purer spirit body?Or is it an incomplete Holy Spirit?Could it be that it was under the influence of the Excalibur, and that sword prevented his soul from being sacrificed or sublimated after receiving it in the process of his use?stain~, fortunately, the conversion was incomplete, and if he was allowed to hold it for a little longer, he might really become the Holy Spirit or the Chosen Warrior.

My lord, this is a good opportunity, as long as you take action to corrupt his soul, we can directly plant a secret hand in the church, and we don't have to deal with those old guys anymore!, and we can also use him to divert or direct this incident to our advantage, which is really not ······."

His eyes lit up as he spoke, but when he looked up, he saw the playful eyes of Pheneles, and suddenly returned to his attitude of sincere fear—I'm so stupid, my lord, he's so wise, he can't think of such a simple thing, where do you need me to remind him?

Ignoring his mental changes, Phineles raised his hand and gently dropped on top of Hannibal's head, invading the paladin's body with the power of chaos capable of corrupting almost all of the order's existence······