He turned back in surprise and met a pair of inky eyes.

"The majesty of God?" Philos pulled out an arrogant smile, "Please, I'm impatient to wait, only send such a person to send me away?!" ”

The blonde angel tore through the space, trying to distance himself from Philos, and it didn't matter if he was stabbed through the hole, anyway, he just-

With a "tearing" sound, he found that one of his wings had been ripped off alive as he lost his balance.

He raised his hand, subconsciously wanting to attack, and attack was the best defense, but Philos moved one step faster than him, prejudged his prediction, and twisted his neck.

But the so-called angel, that is, the form of the power template, it doesn't matter if the head is screwed off, fight, fight, fight-

Martin stared blankly at the fight in the sky.

He didn't know what to react to, what kind of expression to make.

In just one day, his world was in ruins.

No, it should be said that in just five minutes, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

There is a bone dragon in the Holy City - it doesn't matter, the paladins will solve it!

The paladins have been beaten without the slightest resistance, and the Holy City is coming to an end - it doesn't matter, we will do everything we can to stop this from happening!! Even if it's to block it with your own corpse!

The Pope is dead—O all-powerful and all-knowing great God of Light, inflict divine punishment on the blasphemers!!

The Idol of the God of Light Has Been Smashed—Believer: ————

The mind is blank, it is better to let them die directly!

But the 380,000 believers in the Holy City, even if their heads were cut off, it was a pity that they were all activated by Philosus to lock the blood, and if the blood bar of 1 point did not disappear, they could not really die.

That demon king, the blasphemer who takes pleasure in torturing people and does all kinds of evil, did it on purpose! Deliberately to destroy their faith!

But their faith is not one of those fragile things!

Piety to the God of Light is engraved in the soul!

They prayed, and prayed, and prayed for the God of Light to bring down divine punishment.

This is something far more important than death! If this blasphemer had not been punished by God, they would not have turned a blind eye even if their souls died!

Finally, amid the prayers of 380,000 believers, angels, the gods of light, appeared! And it's also the legendary demigod twelve-winged angel!

The moment the blonde angel appeared, countless powers of faith surged, almost turning into substance.

Divine punishment came upon the expectant gaze of the believers, but ......

It hurts, it hurts......

Martin hugged himself tightly, and the pain of every cell being torn alive and burning seemed to remain.

This is for the great God.

Martin told himself.

They see things they shouldn't see, and that's as they should be.

You're welcome......

But it hurts.

Martin was not yet a fanatic who could gain access to the Holy City by his own piety, and the indiscriminate attacks of the angels shook his faith.

It hurts......

Martin thought he was going to die like this.

But when the pain reached its peak, his body that had turned to ashes returned to its original form little by little, as if the back button had been turned on.

It was the abominable blasphemer who saved him.

Martin's tiny head couldn't handle something so complicated that it almost smoked.

The angels of the gods of light killed him, and the blasphemers saved him.

Incomprehensible, incomprehensible, simply ...... I don't understand! His little brain is going to burn dry!

"Bang-"

The loud movement warmed Martin's boiling brain.

All eyes were on the center of the battle, holding their breath, not knowing what was going on in their heads.

Such a high-level battle, let alone Martin, even the highest-ranking pope here can't understand it.

But the battle is over, and the encircled barrier is gone, and it should be over.

If the enchantment disappeared because the caster died, the angel won; If the caster unlocks it themselves, then Philos wins.

From the standpoint of the believers of the God of Light, no matter what just happened, their position of hoping that the angels would win is absolutely unchanged.

Even if the faith is a little shaken, even if—

No, Philos walked towards them.

Philos VS Twelve-Winged Angel, the corners of Philos' clothes are not broken.

Betsy breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately took out the milk tea that Philos ordered most often and sent it over.

Joshua did not move for a long time.

But as Philos approached, he suddenly hugged him fiercely.

"Thank you, thank you Philos!"

Even with the divine punishment of the [Blasphemer], Joshua, the "Blasphemer", was still incompetent, and he never wanted to destroy the faith of the gods.

obviously hates the gods so much, but it's just a delusion that treats the symptoms but not the root cause. =

And the knock of Philos just now shattered not only the statue of the Temple of Light, but also the foundation that shook the gods of the entire plane!

God, that's it.

The idol was shattered, but the blasphemer was unharmed.

Is God really that omnipotent?

With the powerful brainwashing ability of faith, it is unlikely that the Temple of Light will disappear overnight, but the statue of the god was destroyed, and even the angels sent by the God of Light to inflict divine punishment were killed, and the gods do not seem to be omnipotent.

Philos planted a seed in everyone's hearts.

Joshua was excited, or so excited!

He thought he was an anomaly, but he didn't expect to find a more radical existence than himself, and his brain began to tremble wildly with excitement.

Joshua could only express his excitement by hugging Philos tightly.

Philos, who was checking the drop, stiffened for a moment, but read the drop first.

"Angels" are not really angels.

The pure-blood angels have long since died, and there are very few half-blood angels in this plane, let alone purebloods.

The so-called "twelve-winged angels" are nothing more than shells fabricated by the Godhead through the power of faith.

Yes, Godhead.

In the human idol of the god of light, there are fragments of the godhead of the god of light.

The gods are asleep, but He needs the power to awaken Him again.

So He divided a little bit of the authority of the light, the Godhead, and hid it in the idol.

Serve as an intermediary to collect the power of faith for him and then pass it on to him.

When the power of faith is gathered, He will awaken from his slumber.

Philos was excited right now.

He wanted to go and take all the temples in one nest!

Not the temple of the god of light, of course.

The only thing that hides the fragments of the Godhead is the statue in the center of the Temple of the Holy City, and the God of Light will not be so stupid to divide the Godhead into tens of thousands to weaken his own strength.

That's it.

Although there is only one fragment of the power of light, this is not the goddess of harvest and the god of war...... These gods!

There are a hundred gods and goddesses!

Want! Want! Want!

Although it was only a fragment, it was not at all comparable to the complete godhead in Philos's hand, but it was a rarer existence than the Golden Legend! What player can resist such a temptation?!

If it weren't for Joshua's hug, Philos wouldn't have been able to run to the temple of the goddess of harvest to brush up on his godhead.

But being hugged by Joshua like this, Philos also calmed down.

He doesn't seem to have any holidays with the Harvest Temple, and people are still quite kind to him.

Well, the greenhouse planting in winter may also have to contribute to the harvest temple, and now it doesn't seem good to smash the statue of the goddess for no reason.

The cultists of the Harvest Temple, who didn't know that they were still good partners in Philos' impression, were hiding in the temple and shivering.

The original plan was for the Temple of Light to lead Philos to the Holy City of the Temple of Light, and other forces would go to surround it and win the victory in a quick battle.

The Harvest Temple and the Light Temple fought each other in the past, but they were still very reliable at critical moments.

The Harvest Holy City and the Bright Holy City were the closest, and they were the first to tear open the spatial rift, and as soon as they entered, they saw the bone dragon that covered the sky and the sun and had nothing to do with lv.199.

Harvest Temple: I'm sorry for the mistake.

The slick slides are home!

Philos didn't know this, and even if he felt the spatial fluctuations at first, he didn't care.

As long as it is not the one standing across from him, he will change the mark to red, not red, so naturally he does not need to pay much attention.

Philos sighed faintly at the yellow mark of the Harvest Temple, but Joshua misunderstood, and hurriedly let go: "Lord Lord, is the next job to sign a contract with them?" ”

Joshua got into the working groove with great efficiency.

Lanceville is short of people, and there is a shortage of people at the moment.

It's a shame to kill 80,000 Bright and 300,000 reservists.