Chapter 2070
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I'm willing to face what's mine alone.
Zhan Kong's words lingered in Mofan's ears. Meanwhile, Mofan regained his freedom. He was no longer restricted.
He could move again, but he was unable to take a single step forward.
Just a moment ago, Mo Fan learned who the mastermind behind the conspiracy was. To his dismay, the mastermind was not a scheming asshole who was only interested in personal benefits, as he had thought. He was only trying to free his grandson from the cruel Curse of the Living Dead from the perspective of an old man.
On the other hand, Mo Fan could not argue with the mastermind of the battle that would take place thousands of years later. He was not doing it for himself, nor was he doing it for the sake of the Sacred City. He wanted the people to not be invaded by the darkness thousands of years later.
Mofan, on the other hand …
He was in the wrong no matter which side he sided with. It was not his own conflict to begin with.
Waiting patiently for an outcome was the best way to show respect to everyone!
…
He was wearing a black Armor. His face was like a cloud of cloudy gas. Even his intimidating eyes were not visible most of the time.
He walked down from the top of the mountain. He did not choose the bustling Sacred City. Instead, he slowly made his way to the battlefield. The brilliant lights and the dazzling flames of the towers were suddenly covered in a cold veil as Zhan Kong stepped into it. Everything that was glowing suddenly lost its temperature.
Archangel Michael also flew into the Sacred City. He stood on a dilapidated tower that served as a contrast. He could see the main road of the Sacred City from where he was standing. He could also see Zhan Kong walking toward him.
Behind Archangel Michael was the reflection of the Sacred Residence. Colorful Dragon Deer stood proudly at the highest point of the Sacred Residence. Her alluring veil swayed in the night breeze.
At this moment, Qin Yu 'er didn't look like a prisoner at all. Archangel Michael already had a holy light soul shadow swaying behind him. He looked more like a guardian, protecting the goddess who was being harassed by demons.
Zhan Kong stood on the main street of the Sacred City. The clean streets were paved with blue-gray tiles. The shops on both sides of the street were bustling with activity. However, the street was filled with pairs of hostile eyes. They were brighter than the lights …
Zhan Kong looked into the distance. When he fixed his eyes on Qin Yu 'er, he suddenly felt the blurry memories in his mind surging like a tide, filling up his thoughts!
The bits and pieces of the past, Qin Yu 'er's every frown and smile, but when he recalled everything, the body that had always wanted to completely control him conveyed not a beautiful feeling, but a heart-wrenching pain!
The undead were not allowed to reminisce, especially the beautiful memories. The more unforgettable the memories were, the more torturous it would be.
"AHHHHH!"
Zhan Kong's roar echoed in the two Sacred Cities like a demon from Hell. The bright yellow, crimson, and scorching white light and flames were replaced by a gloomy blue glow. It felt like the world had fallen into an icy abyss of Hell.
"God's grace!"
"God's grace!"
On the main street of the Sacred City, on the roofs of the streets, the Sacred City Mages who were taking part in the battle were reading out loud. Countless golden ripples spread across the pitch-black night sky. The ripples grew larger and eventually turned into golden slashes that could shatter anything.
Golden Blade Scars continued to slash at Zhan Kong. Each of these Blade Scars was as powerful as the Demon Judgment Sword. Once they locked on to a target, they would cause the purest form of Light Annihilation, especially against Dark Creatures.
Light was the nemesis of darkness. Even the slightest speck of light would burn the undead creatures to a crisp. Such golden blade marks continued to fall on the streets of the Holy City at an extremely high frequency, almost illuminating the night as brightly as the day. There were no gaps or pauses in between.
The long and classical main street of the Holy City had changed beyond recognition. It was full of fierce slashes. After the baptism of the enormous light energy, it turned into ashes of golden fireflies, slowly rising from the messy main street.
The battle was taking place above the people, so the golden fireflies floating in the air were as beautiful as a meteor shower that had been slowed down a few times. They were falling elegantly, yet they soon melted like fireworks in the night sky between the two Sacred Cities.
The golden slashes slashed at the demon creatures. It was a Super Spell that consisted of countless Super Light Spells. Every Mage in the Sacred City was astonished when they saw it. However, the emperor in the black robe was perfectly unharmed. Golden sparks kept flickering on his robe. The Light Spell that was effective against the darkness had no effect on its unique texture. The black robe was like black steel weaving through the flames …
"Bloodthirsty Evil Wind!"
He swung his hands like claws across the street.
The blood-red wind let out a strange howl and swept past the Sacred City Mages on the street.
These Sacred City Mages were all equipped with Magic Armor and defensive spells. They were not in charge of attacking. It was the Sacred City Mages on the roofs that were responsible for the offense. They were there to defend themselves from the Undead Emperor's attacks!
However, the Bloodthirsty Evil Wind was not attacking the flesh of the Mages, but the Soul-Piercing Wind. Regardless of how strong the defensive equipment and barriers were, they were nothing but a meaningless net in front of it. The wind could pass through, and the Soul-Piercing Wind could instantly tear their souls into pieces!
Thud thud thud thud!
The defensive Mages standing on the main street of the Sacred City fell to the ground one after another like dominoes. Their bodies were covered in a bluish-gray color, like the color of corpses. Their eyes were hollow after their souls were torn apart.
In the plan of the commander-in-chief of the Holy City, these defensive mages would immediately switch out after blocking the first attack of the Undead Emperor. In front of such an Emperor level creature, these mages were more like ancient shield bearers. The shield bearers in the front row would immediately switch out after blocking a wave of enemy arrows, allowing the shield bearers in the back row to take over.
However, the defensive Mages did not manage to fend off the enemy's first wave of attacks. A huge number of Advanced Mages died instantly, including the two Super Mages who were in charge of leading the group.
Black, foul smoke kept pouring out of their pores. Their souls were destroyed, and their bodies were slowly evaporating. However, as they were evaporating, the black, foul smoke drifted toward Zhan Kong's black robe without any guidance, making his armor look even darker and emitting a sinister aura!
Killing was the only way to ease the pain. Zhan Kong's twitching face gradually calmed down after absorbing the aura of the living.
He was still an undead, after all!
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