"That's..." The church college auditorium seemed to be shocked by the pressure from the light and shadow changes of the light ball. From before nightfall, everyone was chatting about something and becoming silent. After seeing the black shadow clearly, a paladin murmured.

"Devil? No! Could it be that it is a big devil!"

The great priest of the Church of Fairness and Justice looked serious and said in a deep voice: "This is the highest level of devil in hell."

The bishop of the Morning Light Church nodded cautiously and said, "It is true, but his power is far beyond the range that this half-plane can bear. The half-plane has not collapsed yet, so it is not the arrival of the great devil's body, but a projection of his body."

"How could this evil power penetrate into the church academy and not be noticed at all before?" Councillor West asked seriously. The great devil actually appeared in Twilight City, which is absolutely unbearable. Even if it is just a projection of the original body, it is the same. The highest level devil in hell, even if it is just a projection, is enough to smooth the entire Twilight City.

Even if this kind of thing appears in a kingdom that believes in the evil gods, it is incredible. How many sacrifices are needed to make the projection of the most powerful devil in hell appear in the material world? Not to mention that this projection appears in a kingdom that believes in the light and justice, it is even more unbelievable.

"We must completely close this half plane and take advantage of the power of the great devil's power not fully unfolding!" said the great priest of the Church of Light and Justice firmly and coldly.

"No!" a priest exclaimed. What does it mean to completely close this half plane is self-evident. While isolating the great devil and leading to the material world, the children who stayed in the half plane cannot come back. The priest's son also participated in the practical tactical class in the half plane. If the half plane is closed, the father and son will part forever.

"Idriah and Tirida are both inside." A priest from the Morning Light Church whispered. This is the hope of the Morning Light Church's future. A genius boy, a favorite known as the God of Morning Light, was it sealed into a half-plane and killed by the most powerful devil in the depths of hell?

"I can't care about that much." The bishop of the Chenguang Church said coldly, "The most powerful devil projection appears in the semi-plane, and he must be destroyed. Even if it cannot be destroyed, he must be destroyed. Otherwise, the chief archbishop and the supreme priest would have heavier punishment."

The Chief Archbishop, the Supreme Priest, and their heavier punishment. I am afraid that the projection of one of the most powerful devils in the depths of hell appears in the material world. Before everyone present can escape from Twilight City, they will be killed by the great devil.

The vague pressure seemed to be coming out of the light ball. The atmosphere in the auditorium was stagnant and depressed. In the light and shadow in the light ball, all the young students stood there like stone puppets, motionless. The priests, knights, and paladins present knew that it was caused by the pressure of the great devil itself. The pressure was not visible or touched. But it really existed. It was like a dragon, a big devil, a big devil, or an archangel. The more powerful it was, because of the difference in power levels, the impact on creatures with low power was the so-called strong pressure. This was just a projection of the great devil, and the projection was not complete, so the young students could still stand. In a few seconds, the projection of the great devil was clearer, and the young students were afraid that the young students could not even stand.

I can't delay any more time. The light ball in the middle of the auditorium has begun to become unstable, and the light and shadow are flashing more and more violently. Obviously, the majestic pressure has been transmitted. If the light ball is broken and night falls over the Twilight City, the projection of the great devil in the depths of hell appears... No one dares to continue thinking, which is something that no one can bear.

The projection of the great devil shocked everyone and became clearer. In the black and red flames behind him, countless evil demons appeared. These evil demons were not projections, but real individuals. Black and green fireballs shot towards the young students of the church academy like countless meteors. Even the dark warriors were not let go and were slaughtered indiscriminately.

The magnificent pressure is as if it were substantial, the endless darkness, the burning flames, and the huge figure as mountains and rivers. All of this made the young students feel desperate. The dead young students appeared in the distance, staring at the black figure in a daze, watching countless evil demons appear behind the black figure, can they still survive? Are they going to die? This is a nightmare, why haven’t they woke up yet?

Jiang Junming gritted his teeth, and a feeling of unwillingness surged in his heart. Should he die here? He looked at the figure stubbornly and became clearer, with huge pressure pressing on himself, and the feeling conveyed by his limbs seemed to make him worship him. If he fell down, only death. Jiang Junming wanted to live and live better. This was the deepest obsession in his heart after he came to this world. Between life and death, Jiang Junming did not choose to escape, but raised his head, took a step towards the depths of the darkness, and shouted with great strength: "Everyone, please avoid it!"

How could he still move? Under the pressure of the great devil in the deepest part of hell, he could still move? The bishop of the Morning Light Church and the great priest of the Fair and Justice Church all looked at Jiang Junming in surprise. Could he be immune to the pressure of the great devil? It is impossible. Even if he is himself, he could vaguely feel the light and shadow of the half plane. But how could he, a young student from the church academy, be immune! In the light and shadow, it can be seen that Jiang Junming worked very hard, his voice was hoarse, and he had obviously tried his best. Could it be that he was immune to the pressure of the great devil, but all this was done by relying on the willpower of superman?

Before I could figure out the truth, the bishop of Chenguang Church said in a deep voice: "Let's start."

After saying that, the bishop began to pray, and the great priest of the Church of Fairness and Justice also began to pray with a serious expression. White light emanated from them, and starlight drifted from the dome dots dotted above the auditorium, as rapid as rain. The white light did not fall on the ground, but floated around the bishop and the great priest like mist and rain. The light quickly became extremely rich, and the pure divine power had gathered with prayer, and the half-plane would soon be closed.

The face of the priest Ilaina looked as if she was ashen, looking at the figure of the big devil in the light and shadow and Jiang Junming standing in front of the big devil. It was like a child holding a grass stick in his hand challenging a giant dragon. Jiang Junming's movements looked so humble and ridiculous. The priest Ilaina wanted to stop the bishop and the priest's magic, but saw the figure of the big devil, her lips slightly opened, but she didn't say anything. The genius appeared in the material world, even if it was just a projection, this was unbearable for anyone. At that time, how many people would die for it, and no one could calculate accurately.

Jiang Junming stood in front of the black figure of the big devil. Although he was still far from the black figure, Jiang Junming could feel a feeling called despair. This was a force that he could not fight against. Although he tried his best, he could only take two steps forward. Only these two steps had exhausted all his strength, and he could not take any more steps.

This is an absolute difference in power. Jiang Jun knew that he could not fight against it. This pressure meant destruction, and he was about to be destroyed by the pressure released by the black figure on the opposite side.

It seems that I can only walk here. I don’t know if I die, will return to the earth with my brain and return to the campus when I came. Jiang Junming wanted to smile, but the powerful pressure pressed on Jiang Junming’s body with the power to destroy everything. Not to mention walking around, I can’t even smile.

Just as the bishop of the Morning Light Church and the great priest of the Church of Fairness and Justice took over the divine power and was about to cast the magical arts, the priest Ilaina suddenly shouted loudly: "Wait a minute!"

"What do you want to do!" A paladin guard of the guardian god church, beside the bishop and the great priest who were casting the magic, heard the priest Ilaina talking, and without hesitation pulled out the long sword and said sternly.

When the priest Ilaina saw the magic, she was about to close the half plane. At this moment, there was a strange light flashing in the half plane. There was no time to explain anything. She turned sideways and made progress. Her elbow hit the wrist of the paladin of the guardian god church, and the huge force knocked the paladin out. The priest Ilaina dragged his palm, and the paladin flew to the corner where no one was, and she fell to death.

"There is a change! Wait and seal the half plane!" Master Ilaina said anxiously.

After being delayed by the paladin, even if Master Ilaina rushed over at this moment, it was too late. Hearing Master Ilaina's words, the bishop of the Morning Light Church made a strange "hmm", and the white light emitted from his body condensed in his hands, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he watched a pure white light falling from the light and shadow.

What is this! Even in the half-plane, the bishop of the Morning Light Church, the great priest of the Church of the God of Fairness and Justice, other priests, knights, and paladins can feel the peaceful and pure divine power emitted from the pure white light.

This is a miracle! Could it be that the gods heard their prayers and showed miracles to fight against the projection of the great devil in hell? The bishop of the Morning Light Church knelt on the ground, crossed his hands and fingers, and watched the white light turn into a female warrior with three pairs of white wings, praying devoutly.
Chapter completed!