Chapter 173: Possessed by the God of Light Judgment
"Hahaha, you deserve to be your father, and you deserve to be the most powerful holy magician in the empire. Just use whatever means you have, otherwise" After finishing all this, Matthew did not even take a breath, but still took a step back. He suppressed his violent momentum and smiled, leaving Hollard with the opportunity to continue his attack.
"Very good, very good. Don't presume on my teachings, but I am also to blame for what happened to you. Today, I will let you see the power of the 14th-level super holy magician!"
Horadbutan has been a level 13 Holy Magister a long time ago, but since entering that realm, he has not been promoted for a long time. However, today is the day when he becomes a level 14 super holy magician.
There is only one reason, the magic revolver.
??Zhen Ling Feiniao is a genius in her own right, and coupled with her innate royal bloodline, this girl is already a level 10 magician at a young age.
Unlike ordinary magicians, with the powerful power of the magic revolver, a magician of royal blood will not only transfer his magic power to his opponent after his death, but his bloodline will also be converted into a corresponding level and transferred to his opponent.
In other words, Horad Butan who killed Zhen Ling in the battle of Magic Revolver is equivalent to gaining the magic power of an 11 and a half level magician.
To break through the upgrade bottleneck from level 13 to level 14, a minimum of level 12 magic power is required. Therefore, Horadbutan is only half a level behind.
This gives him at this moment, although he has not truly broken through to level 13 and become the strongest super holy magician in this era, he has the opportunity to use the skills of the super holy magician, but the price is too heavy.
However, at this point, even the Grand Prime Minister, who is as calm as a bell, has no way out. This is the only way.
"Possessed by the God of Light Judgment!"
As Hollard Brown¡¯s rich and deep voice fell, a huge magic circle suddenly appeared in his hands. This magic circle is like a black hole, madly devouring the world around it.
That¡¯s right!
It is the world, the remnants of it, a world like Shura Prison, a temple of light with countless dead bodies.
The magic circle is like a black hole, absorbing the entire world.
Soon the holy but defiled temple of light was absorbed, leaving only a world full of lupus.
At first glance, Chen Xiaoming was suffocated instantly. Even with his strong mental resistance, he was almost nauseated by the world in front of him.
In such a battle, the train has stopped long ago. More than a dozen carriages staggered to the ground as if they had been hit by a major earthquake. But these are not terrible. What is truly terrible is where Chen Xiaoming is.
Dead bodies are everywhere, and these dead bodies are not Blue Feathers, but real people, soldiers of the empire, and many of them are members of the Magic Knights.
He even saw Captain A Fei¡¯s cracked head rolling to the side like a ball.
The Asura Hell is too miserable to behold.
The stumps, limbs and heads were broken off, and blood flowed everywhere.
The most terrifying thing is that every dead person has wide eyes, showing the confusion before death.
"What evil magic." Chen Xiaoming frowned and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, but he already understood the reason why all this happened. These people were naturally killed by Matthew, but it was the seemingly holy Temple of Light and the imperial prime minister Horad Butan who was considered to be extremely upright who caused all this.
[Light Judgment - Temple of Light] Those who are judged are not others, but the Blue Feather Angels, and the Blue Feather Angels are these innocent people who refuse to rest in peace.
This powerful level 13 magic transformed the entire train into angels in this beautiful world. However, behind this beautiful world, there is a dirty and terrible fact. A magic, exchanged the lives of a car of people.
"Very well, father, is this your defense of the law?" Matthew's expression remained unchanged, he was still smiling.
"As warriors of the empire, it is their honor to devote themselves to the empire." Hollard's expression remained unchanged, and he continued his magic with a cold face, "My friends, you are the greatest warriors, you are the empire So proud! It's my turn now! I'll go with you right away, taking my son, my cutest son with me!
Divine Envoy Zhan Yu! "
Chen Xiaoming was shocked. This terrifying uncle was actually preparing to sacrifice his life to complete this level 14 magic? !
With an angry roar, Hollard pressed the magic circle condensed in his hand against his chest, and a blue light shot out. Chen Xiaoming's eyes were dazzled. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a huge figure with blue wings. of 'angels' floating in the air.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ???, sacred, all words are not enough to describe the aura of the six-winged man in front of me. The man is extremely beautiful, as if he should not exist in this world, without any flaws.
But, he is here, his six wings fanning rhythmically, making the air pure.
Streams of light shone down from the beautiful feather wings and fell on the corpses on the ground. Layers of faint golden light emerged from the corpses, and then slowly dissipated.
The Zhanyu Divine Envoy didn¡¯t say a word, but people always wanted to pay tribute to him with the highest etiquette.
Thank him for the salvation of the dead.
However, there were only three living people present, but none of them thought so.
As a host, of course no one knows what Hollard thinks, maybe he doesn¡¯t know either.
Chen Xiaoming, who was like a soul, would not be confused. He could clearly see that this six-winged envoy seemed to be holy and saved all living beings, but he absorbed all the souls of the dead corpses. When all the corpses disappeared, Chen Xiaoming It was obvious that the light of the Seraphim's soul was a little brighter.
Chen Xiaoming doesn¡¯t know how this planet views this kind of behavior, but on Earth, Chen Xiaoming knows that no one will think this is a good thing, because it is the most complete desecration of the dead.
At this time, he suddenly understood something, why Ikaros asked him to use his own theory and soul theory to see and feel everything in this universe. Because, for every civilization, if you don¡¯t understand it, you will be easily deceived by it. Only what you are most familiar with and the most essential soul attributes of all living things can tell you the truth.
And Matthew Butan, the third living person present, is even less likely to be misled by all this.
Chen Xiaoming knew that Matthew Butan at this time was completely different from the person he was when he first entered the door. There should have been seeds of terror buried in his body.
But all this time, he has been kind-hearted and has restrained all this. No one knows, not even he himself knows the existence of all this.
However, a series of blows and the ensuing pain made Matthew Butan no longer able to maintain self-protection. The seeds had bloomed into the flower of the devil. He had completely become a devil, and no one could stop him. he.
Chen Xiaoming has no good impression of angels, and of course he has no fondness for demons. Everything that happened in front of him had no impact on him. Although it was very heavy, there was really nothing he could do.
It¡¯s no one¡¯s fault, it¡¯s everyone¡¯s fault.
He could only watch and wait for it all to come to an end.