"Damn, damn it!!"

Billy jerked up the sword of faith, stared at the colorful huge gems on his gauntlet, and roared wildly, "Why is this happening, why!"

The black hole in the sky still maintained a mysterious and terrifying state, and the occasional lightning bolt or two seemed to be anxiously urging the traveler who was determined to travel far away to get on the road as soon as possible.

But the road was not smooth......

This result was completely guessed by Qi Lang.

Although he had been lying there quietly, as if completely cut off from the outside world, his keen sense never stopped working. When the four holy swords were infinitely close to their respective destinations, Qi Lang clearly felt the holy power surging in the sword body, and in those four powerful holy powers, he discovered the abnormality.

The holy sword is the condensation of virtue and nobility, the hope for mankind to continue to survive in the midst of suffering, and the treasure that mankind has been firmly offering to God in the cycle of suffering for hundreds of millions of years. The value of the Holy Sword lies in opening a path full of light for the survivors, which is itself a way for human beings to survive in exchange for their piety.

But faith has been contaminated......

It's like a pathetic prank. Uman'er, who lost herself in lust, lit an evil fire and destroyed the supreme holy relic desperately for the sake of personal emotional entanglements. As a result, it has become more approachable, and even more glamorous than ever in appearance, but it can no longer be called faith.

When the pursuit of righteousness is burned by evil thoughts, the path of light will inevitably turn to the other extreme, irreparable!

Qi Lang decided to go out. He decided to confront the despicable murderer, the shameless maniac, and see how he felt when the path of his life was completely blocked.

Qi Lang waved his hand, signaling the surrounding soldiers to be vigilant, to be careful against the thunder and fire in the sky, as well as the danger of explosion that was very likely to occur, before Ou Wu and Joanna put forward their opinions, their bodies flickered, and they had already appeared a hundred meters away.

The soldiers beside Billy tensed, and everyone recognized the yellow-skinned face. He was the terrifying Heavenly Killing God of the Dongmo Plain, but he didn't know what kind of magic he used, so he actually followed. A sense of foreboding rose in their hearts, and they began to waver at the emperor they admired so much, and to question the plan that had been perfected to the extreme. No one dared to rush up to challenge him head-on, and even though he looked like a young man covered in scars, his momentum was amazingly powerful, like a legendary god, majestic and imposing!

Billy the Whale Mouth saw Qi Lang and immediately hid the surprise, panic, and disappointment in his eyes. He regained his composure, and it barely took a second for his cold voice to sound again: "You want to mock me, Venerable King Zonghao?"

Qi Lang was expressionless: "Pathetic and shameful guy, sarcastic to you is a boring thing I will never do." I'm here to see you off. But I want to tell you that you shouldn't be going anywhere else - only Hell, and that's where you will end forever!"

"Haha...... Haha......"

Billy looked up to the sky and laughed almost madly, "Hell? that's the back garden of my palace." I go down to hell every night, and I can tell you responsibly that it is full of faces that you and I are all too familiar with. They struggled in agony, endured the pain of thousands of arrows, endured the pain of skinning and knocking out the bones, endured the pain of burning fire...... They wail, they cry! No one is innocent, all have committed original sin, and your sanctimonious so-called justice will eventually be smelted into its original form under the fierce fire of hell!"

Qi Lang snorted softly: "Your excuse." You must know very well that everything you have made up is just an illusion of self-deception, because you are cowardly, because you are cowardly, because you are cowardly, because you never dare to face the truth of the facts, because you never dare to face the heinous crime you have committed! I guess there will not be a single mirror in your room, because you will not dare to see the dry bones in the mirror!"

As Qi Lang's tone gradually increased, Billy's face turned from pale to pale, his brows became more and more tight, and his body trembled uncontrollably, but the sword of faith was still firmly held in his hand.

"That's enough!" he waved his arm sharply, but the sword light only swept in front of him, as if to expel some kind of hallucination that was tormenting him, "Mirror! The mirror that sees your ghost! What is reflected in the mirror is only the opposite of you, the false you, the unhandsome and imperfect you! Everyone lives in illusion, and everyone is made up of countless lies. But I'm different! I'll never deceive myself like you cowards, all I want to do is my truest self! I want to survive, I want to be the supreme king, anyone who stands in my way has only one end, and that is death!!"

Qi Lang turned sideways slightly, raised his hand and pointed at the black hole in the sky: "Look at the way out you have found, for your survival, you have tried your best, conspired, killed, and abandoned! Do you think that is a path to greatness? Ridiculous, pathetic, shameful guy! When you are pursuing the path of survival at all costs, the gods have closed the door to you! You must have discovered that it is not a certain person who is blocking you, but the sword of faith in your hand! That is the response of fate, you faithless villain, who will never be able to escape the ultimate judgment of fate!"

Billy's face contorted, and his right hand holding the sword trembled. Unable to make this clear, he had already received pessimistic news from several Tissot pilots that a crucial key had been flawed, leaving Tissot's orbit incomplete and the signs in the sky seemed to be slightly different from the information he had previously had. This perfect plan is about to come to naught, and the longed-for beautiful new world is still waiting alone in the unattainable land of nowhere.

And Billy himself will lose everything - his kingship, his empire, and even his beloved sister Jenny!

"Impossible!" Billy roared angrily. And that almost crazy roar also made him lose his original artistic temperament in an instant, "No one can defeat Jill McCain Billy! He is perfect, he is incomparably powerful, he is the closest person to a god in the world! Miracles will eventually come as I instructed, but I regret to inform you that you will not have a chance to see them anymore!"

Billy frantically stuck out his tongue and licked the magic sword in his hand, and at this moment, a thunderbolt just fell from the sky, and the blue-white electric light reflected on his hideous face, which was even more terrifying.

Qi Lang noticed the change in Billy's spiritual power at the first time!

The powerful power exploded at an extremely fast speed, spreading to every cell in the body, and the source of the power was the sword of faith!

It was a demonized spiritual power, so powerful that it could not be increased! Qi Lang could even truly hear the crazy roar of that evil power, as if tens of thousands of resentful souls were issuing the most vicious curse at the same time.

Qi Lang knew that powerful force very well, because for the past year or so, he had endured its temptation almost all the time. He lost control, on the altar in the north of Dongyang City, in the bloody battle of the coffin on the bank of the Daxin River, it was with the help of the sword of faith that was obsessed, Qi Lang oppressed Gu Yi Qikong to bleed to death, and then killed countless besieging opponents, and thus created the name of the formidable King of Zonghao.

It is a maddening power! It is pervasive, and no matter how much the bearer adheres to his righteousness, it will always find the perfect moment to seep evil desires into the blood, into the mind. Perhaps Billy is right, no one is completely innocent, and the kindest and most righteous warriors can be transformed into demons under certain extreme conditions.

Killing is the simplest and most direct outbreak of evil thoughts, especially when the killer has unimaginable natural powers, all the obstacles in front of him will have only one solution - kill, destroy, and extinguish conscience!

Billy may have lost his conscience long ago, and the root of his transformation cannot be traced, perhaps it is the knot in his youth, or the selfish desire to survive, or perhaps, he is simply the embodiment of the devil in this world. He was the best host of the magic sword, they were in love, they didn't struggle, they didn't resist - they were one!

"I owe you a decisive battle, King Zonghao!"

Billy's eyes were already the color of blood, and the sound of arrogant cries was very close to the strange sound of broken leather in the wind, and the pores in his ears tightened one after another.

"I have to admit that you are far more powerful than I expected, and that I have forgotten my original purpose and wanted to spare your life, because I don't want Jenny to be too lonely—she would be bored without my brother, who loves him so much. But now, I'm sorry to say that, and I retract my original thoughts. You must die, and it will be the greatest glory of your life to die by the sword of Jill McCain Billy!"

The crazy Billy stepped forward step by step, and the spiritual power in his body gradually strengthened, and the killing intent exuded from his body became stronger and stronger. The fluctuation of spiritual power caused the air around his body to tremble rapidly, causing the reflection of light to be disordered, making him look extremely distorted, like a demon flashing with fierce light.

"You're going to die, lowly yellow man, say goodbye to your world!"