In the mysterious impression of the Federation, Merada Special Education School cannot be included in the list of "large organizations". An army led by "Tristan Sofia" has sufficient strength to destroy this witch school.

But the truth is that they suffered huge setbacks.

Even though Tristan himself has entered a state of fighting for faith, he still has not been able to kill any child, or even any weird one.

And under their eyes, when the dozen students stood up to fight back, this invincible vanguard army was about to be destroyed on the Green Dragon Ridge Lake.

The "big people" peeking at each other looked at the Thorny Tower again. Charles I, who dedicated himself, was also blocked by the "Saint Confessions".

"Has the Church of Light become so fragile?"

In everyone's mind, as soon as this thought came out, some plausible answers also emerged automatically.

“Maybe it’s because the churches on the Old World cannot participate?”

"Or it is possible that the believers of the 'Lord of Light' are some of them alone, and as a result, the civil war between thorns and light, the goddess of order, and the Savior of the World, have not participated."

...

In front of Tang Qi, the magic portal was maintained. He looked at the Thorns Tower and the Secret Realm, and everything seemed to be moving towards a happy ending.

"For the first time, the school showed its strength and its ability to fight against the vanguard of the Church of Light... Martin Sims prevented Charles I, allowing Raphael to return to the Kingdom of God smoothly, and the thorns were resurrected. He will divide the authority of "Light", restore the gods in the kingdom one by one, and establish a new powerful god system... I chose the right camp, will this big event win?"

These thoughts flashed quickly and were immediately rejected by him.

He was in the Book Tower and looked at the battle scene below. Noah, Shay, Ayesha, Austin, Tate, who were showing powerful combat power... His eyes moved upwards and landed on the dark night, and the scenes were going on in various parts of the Federation.

It is spread throughout dozens of states in the federal states, countless cities, and within "Church of Light".

The devout singing has produced thick and holy pillars of light, which forcibly break the gaps on the "mysterious" barrier. The real kingdom of light is constantly opening up, and the breath of the "Lord" gradually begins to respond to every believer.

Mihuang City, Guangming Cathedral.

In the prayer hall, the priests and nuns gathered together. They prayed loudly under the leadership of a tall and thin bishop wearing glasses and a tendency toward scholars. A ray of rich sacred light overflowed from their bodies and gathered into the light column in the front.

On one side of the hall, dozens of blood-filled knights, soldiers, and heavy armored soldiers, also lowered their heads and chanted half-kneel.

Steinna, who was trying to maintain her "surface", looked out of the corner of her eyes at her comrades, the priests and nuns not far away, with tears flowing down their faces, and they closed their eyes and listened to the teachings of the "Lord".

"This is a miracle!"

"The Lord, never abandoned us, He is about to wake up!"

"The blasphemers and betrayers will eventually turn into dust under the holy light."

When these thoughts were intertwined, a look of worry appeared in Stena's eyes. Not far from the holy light, the scene in the secret land of the lake island was emerging.

Tang Qi withdrew his gaze and looked at the battlefield again, saying incredibly affirmatively:

"Even if it is just a believer of 'light', it cannot be so weak. They should be the strongest in the camp."

"In the founding stage of the Dark Age Federation, Piles's light shone so strong that it obscured the reputation of other 'prophets' in the church. The same was true for Martin Sims. Below the two, there were other prophets, or strong men, and most of them were believers of 'light'."

"Lancelot can be transformed into an 'Immortal Hero', and other strong men, perhaps..."

"boom!"

In Donqi's self-talk, the church finally showed its true power at this moment.

The "mysterious" holy light columns burst into full swing without warning. The "cracks" showed signs of being merged together. The entire federation seemed to be about to be enveloped by the "Nation of Light", and the holy light was about to sprinkle every corner.

The believers of light who are "fighting", whether they are Charles I, the Holy Knights and Bishops who are climbing the Thorns Tower, or the Light Knights who are attacking the Merada Special Education School and trying to slaughter children, all their heads have holy light penetrate the void and shine down.

“The Lord’s response!”

Every believer burst into tears.

On the beach before Dragon Heart Castle, the future Knight King Tristan Sophia, whose originally cold and beautiful face was strongly polluted by the aura emitted by the frowning middle-aged man.

Gradually, the Knight King also began to become decadent.

Until this moment, the holy light shone down and she woke up and looked at the decadent person coldly. Tristan suddenly took out a blood-stained piece of "rag" from his armor. The mottled blood released an unimaginable madness and killing, but also maintained a strange holiness.

She held the rag and wiped the knight's sword in her hand.

Boom!

The holy blood light burst out, and a vague "hero spirit" emerged from the holy light above Tristan's head. As He merged with the future Knight King, an unimaginable world exploded in front of the "decadent", inside it was a rushing sea of ​​blood, creatures on earth, devils in hell, evil seeds in foreign lands...

They were all wailing in it. Under the blessing of the holy light above their heads, the decadent one had no time to resist, and it was pulled into that world.

At the same time, similar scenes continued to occur everywhere in the secret realm.

Almost every vanguard army that was about to be defeated took out all kinds of "holy objects" and used the holy light above his head to summon heroic spirits to come.

There were also the Thorns Tower that were "reversed" in an instant. Two "lights" above were originally evenly matched. One of the starlight was gradually suppressed. He became weak, and the holy thorns that were constantly growing below were being destroyed by powerful believers.

The Holy Knight Lancero, the crazy red-robed bishop, the wild Knight of Light... The believers received almost endless blessings of the holy light, and they were fearless.

A huge change is coming!

Tragedy is coming!

Bang!

Two rays of light under the starry sky suddenly decided on the outcome.

They separated from entanglement, and Charles I, who was completely made up of holy light, walked out of the void without any scars. On the other side was an old and dying figure. There was no completeness on his body. There was a bright red and real blood everywhere. The thorny clothes were broken, and the crown was only half left. The "Sword of Confession" in his hand was broken...

The confessor loses.

All the bigwigs who were peeping at the moment had their expressions frozen.

At this moment, the picture in their eyes:

The Condor Federation is no longer shrouded in "night", as if a huge ball of light appeared above the Federation. The holy light penetrated the night and fell down. Every believer of light knelt down and sang in tears. They raised their heads and looked at the top of the Holy Thorns that were constantly destroyed, where there was a pure figure composed of the divine nature of light. He stood at a high place and He was the incarnation of the "Lord".

All living beings should kneel before "His" and offer faith to Him.

But at this moment, what He received was a ridicule.

From the Confessor, Martin Sims.

The old man, known as the "strongest saint", fell into the thorns at this moment. His old face was full of sarcasm and smiled. It was still very faint at first, but soon his laughter resounded through the sky and throughout Mihuang City.

Everyone seemed to be watching an absurd drama or an epic oil painting called "the old man who mocked the 'Lord'".

Charles I had already lost himself. He ignored the ridicule. He was going to cross Sims and go to the bound "Raphael". The sword of punishment in his hand was about to cut off Raphael's head.

As He walked, all eyes saw behind Him.

A small piece of "sword tip" fell from the wound, extremely briefly, allowing everyone to peek into the unimaginable and incredible scene under the holy light.

In the "human skin" composed purely of divinity and holy light, it seems to be a real world, with endless, dark, and constantly wriggling flesh and blood. They turn into human faces, men, women, old people, children... Each face is extremely distorted and painful.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The screams sounded again everywhere in the Origin Star, and this time it became even more serious.

On the fourth floor of the book tower, Tang Qi let out a muffled groan, his hands involuntarily covering his eyes, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the dark blood and tears flowed down again. His exposed skin, whether it was his arms or face, all appeared small faces. They seemed to want to break free from the "bound" and drill out from Tang Qi's body.

The Book of Nothingness trembled again, and when a wisp of special "holy light" was swallowed up, two Chaos mushrooms were born on the cover.

Tang Qi, in the minds of all the "big figures" who were peeping at the battlefield at this moment, their terrifying thoughts were turbulent and turbulent.

"The Lord of Light, too, is he polluted?"

"No, no, this may be the reason why Thorns rebelled against 'light' in the last battle of the catastrophe."

"Is this the truth? Now the Lord of Light is about to wake up, He has been polluted, He is no longer a Lord of Order, He is about to slide into chaos?"

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Chapter completed!