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Chapter 1133 The source of evil and the holy spear

The holy light quickly extinguished, the light dimmed, and returned to darkness again.

Simon's soul was trembling, and the vision in his eyes was distorted. Disgusting mucus dripped from the twisted space. The collapsed walls in the ruins turned into walls of flesh and blood. Climbing twisted tentacles and ferocious giants appeared in the ruins.

Mouth, scarlet compound eyes.

The greasy squirming, the fine chewing, the disgusting swallowing... everything seems to be a real existence, spreading a frightening atmosphere of depravity, tainting the whole world.

In Simon's eyes, these weird things extended toward him, and crazy negative emotions appeared in his soul.

All the absurd and distorted realities polluted Simon's soul, and the chaotic will invaded the spiritual space, causing the spiritual space to degenerate. The ferocious tentacles of flesh and blood, and the eerie and ferocious mouth all appeared in his spiritual space.

Fear, distortion, and absurdity began to invade the divine space. The whispers in the darkness seemed to be joking, and they were like nightmares from the abyss, constantly guiding people's hearts to fall. Absurdity and distortion dragged Simon into the endless abyss.

"These are all hallucinations, they are all hallucinations, you can't fool me." Simon gritted his teeth to resist, maintaining his rationality, and the soul-purifying black fire burned in the mental space, turning into a raging fire in an instant, burning away the chaotic will.

The black fire of the pure soul burns through every corner of the spiritual space, all absurdities, chaos and weirdness are dissipated, and the spiritual space is restored to its original state.

After the fever subsided, the absurd and weird scene in Simon's eyes did not dissipate.

Simon quickly looked at the positions of Paul and Sangou. It was difficult for him to resist this chaotic will, let alone Paul and Sangou.

Their situation at this time was indeed bad, they were all in a state of almost losing control, and their bodies seemed to be mutating.

Simon got up anxiously and ran over. The distortion of his vision prevented him from going any faster, and there were flesh and blood tentacles and ferocious mouths blocking him along the way.

They were not illusions at all, because one tentacle actually knocked him away.

"Light is not afraid of darkness."

Suddenly a cold voice appeared in this endless absurdity and weirdness, smoothing out the restless corruption and distortion around him. It broke into Simon's soul like a holy voice, and the chaotic influence was stopped.

It's a Templar.

Simon looked over suddenly, and saw a luminous figure standing in the endless weirdness. At this time, he was like a beacon, giving people hope.

But the chaotic will also strengthened at this time, and Simon seemed to hear mocking laughter.

The dark evil surged towards the young man in white like a tide. A ferocious maw directly swallowed the young man in white, and tentacles of flesh and blood wrapped him up.

The holy light disappeared, and it seemed that hope also disappeared. The surroundings once again fell into endless absurdity, and blood began to appear on the ground. The raging blood changed the environment and turned into a sea of ​​blood.

The weirdness became more serious, as if the abyss was about to swallow Simon and the others in.

A weak voice appeared again, from the position of the young man in white.

Countless white lights shot through the absurdity and weirdness surrounding him, and the holy light appeared again in the weird place.

An abnormal aura appeared on the young man in white. It was a holy aura that was as frightening as the sun. As soon as it appeared, it purified the weirdness that was riddled with holes in his body.

He seemed to turn into a holy white sun, driving away all darkness and evil in the weird land.

The young man in luminous white clothes appeared again, and he spoke slowly: "Evil will be purified, and light will remain in the world forever."

The holy light on his body became more and more brilliant, and the holy light swept around like a tide, the sea of ​​blood dissipated, and the absurdity turned into ashes in panic.

The Holy Light will purify all absurdity and weirdness.

The chaotic will is not happy anymore, and the evil darkness and the bottomless abyss seem to emerge, trying to swallow up this holiness.

A dark purple tentacle burst out of the body of the rabbit-headed demon and struck at the young man in white. However, the moment the tentacle touched the holy light, it melted like ice and snow, and even the disgusting mucus turned into fly ash. Holy

The light swirls outward, washing away all evil spirits.

The body of the rabbit-headed demon was trembling. His soul was swallowed up by the will of chaos. His body was torn apart. A dark purple tentacle of flesh and blood came out, and its sharp mouthparts covered with tiny teeth ruthlessly tore his flesh and blood.

, the bones were broken under the huge force, and the rabbit-headed demon that was intact one moment turned into a pile of blurry flesh and blood the next second.

The dark purple tentacle waved, and a scarlet vertical eye appeared on it. This dark purple tentacle replaced the rabbit-headed monster and became the carrier of chaotic will.

The entire weird place was also shaking, and the weirdness became more intense, all of which were pointed at the young man in white.

Simon's eyes widened, looking at the unimaginable scene in front of him, the confrontation between light and darkness, the confrontation between holiness and depravity, showing a clearly distinct scene.

One side is holy, and panic is like the white sun. The holy light can drive away all evil. Wherever the holy light passes, all weirdness is purified, and Simon and the others recover.

The other side is a place of grotesque evil. Countless flesh and blood are squirming, tentacles are climbing, and scarlet vertical eyes are constantly appearing, spreading evil and depravity from the abyss.

The young man in white glared at the countless weird things in front of him, his eyes burning with holy flames.

He held a white bead that exuded endless holy light. A white symbol appeared on the white bead, and then the holy light burst out. A terrifying breath burst out from the bead, and the air was shaking violently, as if

There is a sleeping monster quietly waking up at this moment.

The will of chaos felt threatened, and countless monsters rushed towards the Holy Light, trying to drown it and devour it.

A white spear rushed out of the ball, which was completely condensed with holy light. The young man in white held the holy spear and pointed directly at the dark purple tentacles. With a trace of fanatical excitement in his eyes, he said: "The light will shine.

In this world, darkness is destined to dissipate."

The will of chaos was angered, and more majestic evil gave birth to weirdness, colliding with the holy light, and suppressing the holy light.

The young man in white flipped his wrist, and the holy spear flew out. The wriggling flesh and blood, climbing tentacles and other weird things all blocked the holy spear.

However, they were easily pierced like rags. The holy spear was nailed to the dark purple tentacles, and the sound of piercing flesh and blood clearly sounded in Simon's ears.

The chaotic will seemed to be nailed by the holy spear. It made an angry sound, but it could not break free from the holy spear. It was actually burned to ashes by the blazing holy flame in the holy spear, and then the dark purple tentacles burned directly.

As the will of chaos disappeared, the grotesqueness that filled the space suddenly withered. The holy light rippled out, and the grotesqueness was purified one by one, just like the mottled and ancient traces washed away by time.
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