A gully hundreds of meters long appeared in the heart of the imperial capital. Countless trees were broken and rocks collapsed. After St. Lawrence's body retreated, the ground environment was shattered into pieces, and a large number of creatures were killed.

This is because all the realms near the palace have been strengthened by rituals, and the low-level awakened people here are almost suppressed to the limit, almost like mortals. Therefore, they can barely withstand the aftermath of the battle between the two peak archbishops, otherwise

I'm afraid that the moment St. Lawrence's body fell from the sky was enough to shake the mountains apart and bring about the end of the world.

In the aftermath of this battle that was comparable to the destruction of the world, the top defense rituals inside the palace were immediately deployed, and a thin film like an egg shell was instantly formed, firmly protecting the habitat of ordinary members of the royal family.

Outside the ceremony, the more unlucky dignitaries who participated in the ball, as well as the knights of the Shengtian Sect, each withdrew a thousand meters away and watched the situation from a distance.

Those who have not died from the aftermath and the first wave of various mixed spiritual powers and mental powers are basically strong men above the bishop level, or are protected by correspondingly strong people.

In addition to the fact that the knights of the Shengtian Sect shouldered the responsibility of protecting the descendants of God and could not retreat, the fundamental reason why a large number of dignitaries did not choose to leave after they escaped by chance was the conflict between the Shengtian Sect and the royal family. After this battle, it was undoubtedly

On the surface, it's getting heated.

They must always be ready to stand in line, otherwise no one can guarantee that their family will not be affected by the subsequent purge.

‘Did that young man turn out to be Selma’s secret trump card? He was able to fight back and forth with St. Lawrence, a direct descendant of the Temple’s Heavenly Lord, or who had experienced a bloodline breakthrough and officially became an ‘angel on earth’.

What is his origin and what kind of force has he cultivated to be a strong man?

Does his appearance here mean that the royal family has found enough support to resist the encroachment of the Shengtian Sect?'

Many people in families whose net worth is linked to the rise and fall of the royal family think so.

They urgently need to find a psychological comfort to persuade themselves that the future is not completely dark. The royal family has not yet been completely defeated, and fatal blows from the Shengtian Sect may not necessarily follow.

Due to some grievances in the early years, most of them had offended some powerful figures in the Shengtian Sect. Even if they want to change camps now, it is not that simple.

The rise and fall of a family is the responsibility of one person's decision-making, and they must consider it more comprehensively.

After all, no one knew that the Queen would suddenly fall into madness! Therefore, in the previous choices, it can be said that everyone in the family behind them had a lot of blood of Shengtian Cult believers on their hands.

If the royal family really fails in the struggle, then even if they are willing to turn around and massacre members of the royal family, they must be wary of being tricked by some people from the Shengtian Sect.

The current stage is comparable to walking a tightrope, and none of the current patriarchs and heirs of these big families dare to take it lightly. Therefore, they are paying close attention to this angel battle taking place in the heart of the imperial capital, and wondering whether the families behind them can survive.

What crucial role did it play in this battle?

The key role here is divided into two steps, the first step is particularly important. They must find out which side they want to defect to, and then try to send troops in according to this strategy, or provide some kind of help.

Although they could not get involved in the Archbishop's battle, commonly known as the 'Angel on Earth' stage, the attack between the two forces was not just a head-on confrontation between the top forces. Whether it was subsequent mass killings, confiscation of homes, and other

Attacking all aspects of the channel is the specialty of these families.

As long as a winner is chosen in a positive decision today, they will spontaneously join his army and become the sharp knives to slaughter the losers!

"Boom!"

There was lightning and thunder in the sky, and St. Lawrence rose from the ground without sadness or joy. The twelve wings behind him flapped, and a large amount of electricity and water mist were generated.

His eyes were red gold, and the golden light all over his body became more crystal clear and lustrous. He seemed to have been purified in a certain sense, and his hair also turned into pure gold. The holy sword exuded unparalleled energy fluctuations, and the murderous aura came out of his bones, as if he wanted to

Choose people to eat.

Linard was indifferent, and his body shell quickly accumulated a large number of meaningless pieces of meat. These pieces of meat were condensed and formed by his cell explosion, but he artificially cut off the connection between the two.

In order to defend against the erosion of the Holy Power, he used this method to artificially form a shield between himself and St. Lawrence.

In the eyes of others, the muscles of the originally strong giant suddenly swelled, almost a full circle in size, and the fierce flames were raging into the sky!

"Okay, so awesome!!"

Someone murmured to himself that Linard's rapid cell burst was not just to generate useless muscle tissue. His strength and reaction speed were also almost doubled with the blessing of these external muscles!

Anyone with a little bit of vision can see that his overall strength has risen to a terrifying level.

The Holy Sword of St. Lawrence slashed down vertically, causing fluctuations in the space, as if it could not bear to be torn apart.

Linard did not retreat but instead advanced. Countless tiny tentacles suddenly sprouted from his body, and they suddenly grabbed at the sword blade!

Amidst the loud roar, the tentacles on Linnard's body were torn to pieces, and his body shook, with a faint appearance of collapse from beginning to end. However, St. Lawrence did not gain the upper hand, and his offensive was completely cut off, making it difficult to continue.

Even the light wrapped around the holy sword dimmed a lot, as if it had been consumed too much.

"Heresy..." He shouted violently, but his expression was neither sad nor happy.

St. Lawrence was slightly shocked in his heart. He had a very clear understanding of the destructive power he would have after revealing his true form. What kind of monster is someone who can resist his own offensive with physical strength alone?

Could it be that he is really a monster completely corrupted by the dark side of the universe?

Just like those monsters running out of the Gate of Nothingness?

Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why ordinary people can do this!!!

St. Lawrence had some doubts, and even felt that his previous slander against Linnard was not just dirty water, but the truth.

Besides God the Father, who else in this world can withstand his own sword without relying on any external force and relying only on his body?!!

What material is this guy’s body made of? Is it really flesh and blood?

St. Lawrence even doubted whether he had not tried his best. He took half a step back and inserted a sword energy carrying the supreme holy power into a mountain not far away.

The violent sword energy created a bottomless gash, and the mountain collapsed.

Lots of information flashed through Linnard's eyes. He used extremely fast computing power to continuously analyze the strength comparison between the enemy and ourselves, as well as the changes in the surrounding environment.

‘According to the preset, the erosion of Saint Lawrence’s holy power can be received by discarding useless flesh and blood.

Based on the intensity of the battle just now, my remaining immortal power and vitality can still withstand the same attack one hundred and twenty-one times.

This number takes into account that the recovery ability of the enemy and ourselves is already at its highest explosive power. If the battle continues, the body will be polluted by the holy power again due to the depletion of life force, thus falling into a state of restless consciousness.

Either fight quickly or retreat temporarily.’

He quickly formulated a battle plan in his mind, looked around slightly, and found the exact location of Althea and Therma.

‘There is a large amount of high-intensity energy induction twenty kilometers away, and that place is—the Holy See of the Holy Sky Sect.

Reinforcements from St. Lawrence? And what about the Catechists?’

For Linnard and St. Lawrence's perception range, even the entire imperial capital can be included in it.

Therefore, not only did he discover the troops of the Shengtian Sect were dispatched.

St. Lawrence on the other side showed a little smile at the same time, thinking:

'Are the Pope's people, maybe even my good brother coming?'

"Humph." He murmured in a low voice with a little disdain on his face.

"You're just a heretic, do you think I can't kill him? You want to interfere in everything. Father God, you are not the only descendant!!"

Lynard heard the bone-chilling chill in his words, and understood his determination to go all out.

St. Lawrence's emotions were greatly affected. His whole person changed from bright and holy to gloomy, and the holy power in his body was filled with the aura of destruction and cruelty.

Before everyone could react, they only felt the earth shaking and the sky shaking. The sky, which was already filled with ions and rain, completely darkened, and the earth-shaking thunder roared wildly!

St. Lawrence completely abandoned the so-called elegance. Even after reaching the level of archbishop, he still had to rely on hand-to-hand combat if he wanted to quickly decide the outcome!

The game of energy, spells, and rituals takes an extremely long time, and it also gives the enemy a chance to make a comeback.

Everyone is a mythical life form that is far superior to ordinary people, and no one's background is any worse than the other's.

Only a thorough frontal fight can subdue the enemy in the shortest time! Kill him!

If calculated in terms of physical strength, Leonardo, whose body was made of fine steel, was infinitely stronger than St. Lawrence.

However, there is a fatal weakness in his body, which happens to be restrained by the opponent!

That’s a lot of pollution!!

Eighty percent of the space in Linard's broken and incomplete soul is occupied by pollution. In the face of the Holy Power, these pollutions may riot at any time and hit Linard in the back.

Therefore, he must build layers of defenses on the surface of his body to guard against the possibility of any holy power entering his body. He will not give it any chance, otherwise he will become weaker and weaker as he fights, and must devote a lot of energy to suppressing pollution.

In fact, Linard now has to devote about half of his mind to stabilizing the ban on pollution will and pollution in his own sea of ​​consciousness.

His strength has been weakened by about 20%, making it difficult for him to exert his full strength.

This is also the reason why he cannot completely liberate his 'old form'. The old form needs to allow the immortal power to penetrate his body and soul, which will inevitably release the evil consciousness in his body at the same time.

Under various restrictions, Linnard's strength has dropped by half compared to his true heyday!

Therefore, although St. Lawrence's physical strength is far inferior to him, he is still able to fight him back and forth at this moment!

Boom!

The punches met each other, and the weak man only felt his mind was shaken and his eardrum was perforated.

St. Lawrence's bones shattered instantly, and the holy sword he held in his other hand took the opportunity to break through Linnard's resistance and approach his chest.

If it weren't for an emergency, Linnard gathered a gravitational core in his chest and pushed his body back to avoid it. I'm afraid that not only a piece of flesh and blood would be cut out, but the entire chest cavity!

"Interesting, how to use gravity? I can do it too."

The blazing holy sword in St. Lawrence's hand waved gently, making a buzzing sound. The dazzling light was slowly covered by a circle of pitch-black color.

Everything around him was inexplicably affected, twitching slightly and swaying left and right as the holy sword changed.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In just a split second, St. Lawrence rushed in front of Linnard again, slashing, slashing, and stabbing hundreds of times with the holy sword in his hand!
To be continued...