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Chapter 1640 The blood of the sinner

Hidden in secret, Shirok was thoughtful. Before she evolved, the power of the apostle she used was very similar.

Because the apostles have the same origin after all, except for a few beings who don't like to use the power of the apostles, such as Casillas, the energy bombing will behave in the same way, which is normal.

Sometimes it really only takes a little weight, a fallen leaf, a feather, or a word to decide where to tilt the balance.

As if struck by lightning, the entire sect of the Holy Order looked at Michelle with a look of sorrow, anger and helplessness. They never expected that they would be so victorious before the expedition, but now they would collapse into such a tragic state.

Having maintained the barrier seal of the black earth for a long time, Michel was already weak and suffered double the suppression of chaos. Now that the original power of the apostle has also been affected, he is completely unable to respond.

"It doesn't matter if they don't understand me, because I am an apostle, but Ye Lin... don't become the next Kazan, the next me." Michelle's blue eyes flashed with bitterness, and he knew it.

, Ozma’s next step is to let others kill him.

Dead people cannot speak or make excuses.

By then, the light will never be able to turn around, and its past glory and praise will turn into endless indifference and ridicule.

Even if the saint is scolded for being incompetent, the statue is spat on, and vegetable leaves are thrown away... Michel, who has a broad and benevolent mind, does not care, but he cannot watch the order collapse, and then be blinded by chaos, and the whole world is in crisis.

There is still a chance... Michelle suddenly remembered a place, an object, the original cross that came with the light of revelation, which might be able to restore her peak power.

The premise is that God is still willing to show mercy to him.

If the future is really completely swallowed up by darkness and goes to the worst extreme, he will stand up again even if he continues to bear infamy.

Boom~!

Michelle detonated most of his apostle's power, and his thin and thin body was instantly annihilated. The entire space of the black earth was completely chaotic. This barrier of different dimensions was maintained by him. After he left, it would naturally gradually collapse.

Although he is very weak, the foundation of the apostle is there, just like the shock wave detonated by a nuclear bomb that destroyed the city of Aeronor into ruins, leaving few intact places.

Ozma also had to temporarily defend and dodge. Click~ The space shattered like a mirror, and a stream of light escaped instantly and disappeared into the mining area outside.

"You actually have the courage to be so decisive." Ozma's face darkened slightly. As expected, there was a disconnect and a slight change in the plan.

But thinking about it, it wasn't a big problem. Michelle was severely injured and dying, so he was no threat. Moreover, the fragmentation of the black earth gave the Dark Army a very good advantage.

Just to invade and completely erode this muddy world of truth and falsehood.

…………

"Look, the saint you are so proud of has abandoned you." Belias spread his arms and sneered, full of mockery.

Hundreds of years of endless fighting finally turned into a situation that made him happy.

He began to miss his old rivals in the past, Nobuye who destroyed the land with the power of the blue dragon, Shapiro who could not break the defense, Paladin Milan of the "Immortal" legion, Wolfgang known as the "Kamikaze"... Oh,

By the way, there is also a fierce woman with a flaming axe.

Galantis bit his lip, quickly clasped his hands in front of him and clapped his hands. A clear and pure teardrop-shaped blue gem slowly emerged, exuding a powerful breath of life. The fresh energy was boundless, like a wild ocean.

Surge, dispelling the evil and filthy apostle aura of Airoreno.

The holy relic of life - Tears of Remedios.

No matter how Saint Michael should deal with it in the future, one thing is obvious now, the Pretender, Ozma, and the Three Knights of Darkness, destroy them. This is the purpose of everyone's trip.

The powerful life force of the Tears of Remedios dispelled the curse of blood permeating the air of the black earth, and greatly increased the strength and physical strength of everyone. Galantis knew that some people had mutated due to the air, but this was a

The trump card is that you can only endure the temporary pain and choose the big one over the small one.

"Ozma!" Teda's strong and powerful arms were quickly combined with another holy relic - the Holy Seat of Remedios. Its true form is a pair of boxing armor with sharp spears.

"Descendant of Wulfgan, your opponent is me." Taimat pointed his spear, and the cloak on his shoulders turned into a shadow and shrouded TEDA.

At the same time, another burly demon-like figure trampled the bricks and stones of the street at an incommensurate afterimage speed, leaped high and hit Astros.

The pain and torture of falling into darkness must be repaid by Astros!

Before he could clear up his heavy and complicated mood, a new round of war broke out instantly. The cadres of the Dark Order who had been kneeling at Ozma's feet just now, including the powerful pretenders from ancient times, bared their ferocious fangs and completed their disguises.

After transforming, they rushed towards the Order and the Imperial Army.

"Ye Lin, I saw them fleeing!" Alexandra's eyesight was excellent and she saw many pretenders fleeing to the Arad continent along the cracks that Michelle had cracked.

No, it’s more like I can’t wait to get out!

Aeronor roughly estimates that there are still nearly a hundred thousand pretenders, all of them crazy and excited, inheriting the revelation of chaos and bringing dark nightmares to this world.

This is the last moment!

A colorful arrow appeared in Alexandra's hand, condensing a bright beam of light, and exploded into a shower of arrows, killing nearly a hundred fleeing pretenders.

Siatt and the others looked at each other, shrugged, and quickly went to kill the fleeing pretenders. Leaving no one behind was the original target agreement.

"I have surveyed the black earth in advance. The space barrier is perfect but fragile, so there are reinforcements outside to encircle and suppress them. Don't worry." Ye Lin smiled, and then turned his eyes to Ozma, the apostle of chaos.

It is also hard to imagine that the most powerful magician of Perus, who used to be handsome, elegant, and high-spirited, would now look like such a terrifying demon, making people fear him. Just mentioning his name can make children stop crying.

"You were once a hero who was admired by others." Ye Lin suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he was standing in Ozma's position.

Ozma shook his head lightly, "If a coin is tossed once, it is positive, but it does not mean that the coin only has heads."

The feeling of being betrayed by human beings is like a thousand insects gnawing at your bones and a thousand ants scratching your heart, so he would rather destroy the people of the world than let the people of the world betray him again.

The once towering but now dilapidated Tower of Knowledge, Ellinos, and the formerly prosperous Airoreno, which is now in ruins, also have this hint.

All the beauty is just a ridiculous illusion. The coin of fate can be tossed again at any time. Who can say that the second time it will be heads.

He was loyal to his duty, kind and brave, and killed the Disaster Dragon for the empire, but together with his brother Kazan, he was slandered as treason by his "good brother" Farmelia, and eventually his eyes were gouged out!

hehe……

No matter which world or dimension, he never regrets destroying that empire full of hypocrisy.

The Imperial Legion quickly retreated, preparing to temporarily leave the current battlefield.

Ozma raised his hand to grab it, and the eldest prince Vann suddenly flew over uncontrollably. His rough and wide demonic hands pinched his head, as if it could be crushed at any time.

It wasn't until this moment of life and death that the eldest prince realized how ridiculous and ironic his previous bravery was. He was really lucky that he didn't die all the way.

"I see the thin element of sin in your blood, but it is also very conspicuous."

When the Peruvian Empire was divided, it was already Farmeria IV, and marriages of interest between royal families and nobles were common. Delos, one of the vassal states at that time, claimed to be royal orthodoxy, which was not just said.

They do have a blood connection with the royal family, and now this thin bloodline, which has been passed down for countless generations, is actually noticed by Ozma.

This overwhelming hatred has persisted for more than 800 years.

"Haha, interesting." With absolute strength suppression, Ozma read through the eldest prince's thoughts and memories in an instant. The son wanted his father's throne. The father was ambitious and in his prime, and he wanted to fight for the jackals and tigers and leopards.

"I give you power, go ahead and grab what you want." Ozma smiled and threw the eldest prince behind him. The space crack opened and the latter disappeared.
Chapter completed!
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