Eluri covered her eyes.
The situation below was really …
She couldn't bear to look at it.
Tang En, who was clearly a magician, was now like a fighter, beating Marcus like a sandbag with his bare hands.
He was clearly a powerful Venerable of the Dark Serpent, but now he was in a sorry state like a dead dog.
Under Tang En's continuous attacks, Marcus didn't even have time to take a breath and cast spells. He could only passively take the beating.
Crushing.
This was a one-sided crushing.
"Dead? Eluri, give him a Holy Cure — What? The Holy Light will kill him? No problem! I have Big Red! "
"Drink it! It's hard for you to die before I vent my anger! "
"Damn it, I can't fight Chaos, I can't kill soldiers, you think I'm a weakling? You little snakes want to overturn the heavens!? "
Watching Tang En beat Marcus half to death, drink a bottle of Life Blood, and continue to whip the corpse, even Eluri felt a little sympathetic for Marcus.
Why did you join the Dark Serpent of all things?
You even made things difficult for Master, aren't you courting death?
Eluri secretly criticized, but she didn't really stop Tang En.
As the Holy Virgin of the Vatican, she knew how dangerous the Dark Serpent was. They were targets that must be eradicated.
"Get up!"
Tang En roared at Marcus and kicked him out, "Aren't you very arrogant!? Don't you want to kill Ellington!? I'm right here, do it! "
"Can't kill me? Can't you call for backup if you can't kill me!? "
"What trump cards do you have? Hurry up and use them! I'll take them all! "
"If you can't, call your Lord God Jassas! I let him escape last time, I'm still sullen! "
"Damn it, say something! Are you mute!? "
Tang En cursed and vented the anger in his heart. After coming to Prandal for so long, no one could give him such a big headache except for the Dark Serpent.
"F * ck, didn't you guys want to start a war?!"
"Aren't you very arrogant? He even controlled Girard to kill Victor! Do you have the ability to control me?! "
"What's wrong? Say something! Panting?! Dying again?! Drink it! "
Seeing that Marcus was about to die again, Tang En grabbed his hair and fed him another bottle of the Blood of the Goddess. Without waiting for Marcus to catch his breath, Tang En released his hand, stepped on his face, and twisted his foot fiercely. "Damn it, I despise cultists like you the most. You clearly have a true God to believe in, but you still want to be a cult. Do you want to die or what?! Huh?! "
Incomparably humiliated, Marcus fought back desperately: "Domain · Soul!"
"You motherf * cker!"
Tang En's fist scattered the power he had gathered. The Nether Fire on his fist was the natural nemesis of Marcus and the others. Any Primal Chaos Force that came into contact with it would be purified.
"You know that I'm going to fight you in close combat, and you still want to f * cking cast spells?!"
"Pfft!"
Marcus spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood he spat out added up to more than his body weight. If it weren't for the powerful power of the Blood of the Goddess, he would have died by now.
Why?!
Why, why, why, why?!
The desperate Marcus couldn't figure it out. Why was this guy so strong?
Why was this guy so abnormal?
Why wasn't he afraid of his mind control?!
Why was he so strong without a domain?!
Why didn't this guy let him die?!
Why did he torture himself like this?!
Was he the cultist or was he the cultist?!
Tang En turned his head and shouted at the people next to him, "What are you looking at?! Do you really think I've forgotten about you?! "
The hundred or so people of the Dark Serpent around them had been scared silly by the battle between Tang En and Marcus. How was it possible that such a powerful Venerable was beaten up like a dead dog?!
Tang En's roar reminded them. Immediately, a group of people rushed up with a roar. "Let go of the Venerable!"
"You're courting death!"
Tang En's eyes flashed fiercely. "Finger of Death!"
The spell beam hit the cultist at the front. In the blink of an eye, he was torn to pieces by the violent power.
"Instant Legendary Spell!"
Eluri sucked in a breath of cold air. She had long known that Tang En was very strong, but instant Legendary Spell was too heaven-defying, right?!
However, what shocked her and the Paladins around her was not over yet. Tang En had actually started to cast Legendary Spells consecutively!
"Finger of Death!"
"Finger of Death!"
"Death to you and your eighteen generations of ancestors!"
"Explode, explode, explode into pieces!"
Tang En laughed wildly and continuously cast Finger of Death more than a hundred times in a row without panting. The members of the Dark Serpent were all blown into pieces in one breath. The huge magic consumption abruptly reduced the magic concentration within a hundred miles by an exponential level.
The Paladins who had sealed off the surroundings were stunned. They swallowed with difficulty. "Since when can Legendary Spells be cast consecutively …"
"Is this guy still human …"
Although Tang En was like a madman at this moment, who dared to say that he was in the wrong?
He was killing the lackeys of the Dark Serpent, the cultists who had fallen into darkness!
Seeing Tang En killing these powerful cultists as if they were chickens, the Paladins were shocked and relieved. At least, with him here, this mission could be easily resolved.
There would be no casualties on their side. This was the best outcome.
However, something even more shocking happened ….
"You think you'll be free if you die!?"
Twain stepped on Marcus and raised his middle finger to the sky, "You guys, too much for your own good!"
The next moment, Tang En threw out Nola's Sphere and the Soul Diamond. "Nola! Collect their souls for me! When the time comes, use their souls to power the Martyr's Palace! "
Apart from Eluri, no one present could see Nola's Sphere. They only saw a bright gem flying into the sky, and then a cold breeze swept up around them. They seemed to be able to hear the screams and cries of the souls in the air.
A Paladin could not help but gulp and nudge his companion next to him. "Why do I feel that this Lord Tang En is more like a cultist … He doesn't even spare the souls …"
"Shh … Don't talk nonsense …"
"Speaking of which, intercepting the souls that should have gone to the Kingdom of Death, isn't he afraid of angering Grim Reaper Greterence?"
A Paladin said faintly. "Maybe … even Greterence is afraid of him?"
The group of people looked at Tang En, who was laughing wildly, and vaguely felt that this guy's words made sense.
"You, you even have Legendary Spells —"
"Everything!?"
Tang En stomped Marcus's face into the mud and cursed, "You're Gold without a domain?! Are your dog eyes blind?! " I'm a Savior! A Savior, do you understand?! "
"Damn it! Because you killed Victor, not only do I have to take the trouble to clean up his mess, I also have to f * cking find a way to solve the problem of the soldiers who died unjustly in the war! Do you f * cking know how much effort it takes to build a Martyr's Palace?! Do you f * cking know what a Martyr's Palace is?! "
Marcus did not know what a Martyr's Palace was, nor did he know why Tang En called him a Savior. Marcus only had one thing on his mind right now — he wanted to die.
A warrior would rather die than be humiliated. Marcus had thrown away most of his honor and face here. Even if Tang En spared him now, he did not want to go back.
He had no face to see the great God again, and no face to serve by his side anymore.
Lasani, who was good at controlling despair, could not affect Marcus, but now he was surrounded by despair.
There was no possibility of a comeback. He had exhausted all his means, whether it was casting spells, close combat, or using some insidious magic tools. It was all useless!
Tang En completely ignored all his means!
He was so powerful that he was invincible!
He had to get rid of this enemy for the God!
Marcus hardened his heart and cursed, "Die with me!"
As he spoke, he began to stimulate the magic power pool in his body. A huge amount of magic power began to gather around him, and his power began to become restless!
If he, a Seventh Order Supreme, chose to self-destruct, everything within a radius of a hundred miles would turn to ashes!
Tang En kicked Marcus's stomach with a foot imbued with Void Fire. The powerful purification power calmed the chaotic and violent power in an instant. Tang En cursed, "You're not qualified to drag me to death with you!"
Despair!
Marcus despaired as he felt the power in his body being forcibly dispelled!
He could neither live nor die, and even self-destruct had been stopped. What else could he do?!
"Despair? You think it's over? Let me tell you, it's not over yet! "
Tang En grabbed Marcus. The raging Void Fire entered Marcus's body through his arm and completely destroyed his magic power pool. Rich magic power poured out of Marcus's body. The heart-wrenching pain of losing magic power made Marcus scream miserably.
"Savor this pain well! It's only one millionth of the pain of the people you Dark Serpents killed! "
After Tang En cruelly destroyed Marcus's magic power pool, he snapped Marcus's neck and threw his dog-like corpse to the ground, "You can slowly enjoy the remaining 9.99 million portions of pain in the Martyr's Palace! Victor! Open the door and receive your guest! "
A Supreme's soul was very powerful. Letting his soul return to the Kingdom of Death was letting him off too easily. Keeping his soul to power the Martyr's Palace was the best choice.
The Soul Diamond whizzed over and swallowed Marcus's soul in an instant!
"Don't be in a hurry to deal with him. I still have to interrogate his soul later."
Tang En revealed a demonic smile, "He should know where the Dark Serpents' headquarters is."
Eluri couldn't help but shiver when she saw the cold smile on Tang En's face. She subconsciously clamped her legs together, and a faint blush flashed across her face.
Why … did she suddenly want to pounce on him when he was so different from usual …?
At this time, a figure suddenly flew out from the black fog!
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