I, Great Holy Judge Walker -Evans, represent the Evans Family of the Holy City to completely eliminate a demon like you! "Great Holy Judge Walker -Evans said angrily.
There would always be people who would be enraged in fear. Walker and Reynolds were in a similar situation. Once their beliefs were shaken, they would feel a sense of humiliation from the bottom of their hearts. This sense of humiliation would instantly turn into anger.
Great Holy Judge Walker was a Super Lightning Magician. His Lightning Element was quite famous in the Sacred City. When he was enraged, pale white lightning flickered in the pitch-black clouds and struck the stairs Zhan Kong was standing on.
The stairs were blasted into powder. The lightning struck the ground again and again like the wrath of the Heavens, producing dazzling sparks.
"As you wish," Zhan Kong uttered slowly.
Zhankong slowly uttered these words. Suddenly, layers upon layers of ghostly hands appeared amidst the thousands of ghostly faces. These ghostly hands piled up into a huge face that was extremely similar to Walker's appearance!
The ghostly hand face opened its mouth and swallowed Walker Evans whole. Walker Evans, who was covered in lightning energy, kept controlling powerful lightning to destroy the ghostly hands. However, the ghostly hands were equivalent to skin flakes on the face. Even if some of them fell off, it did not affect the ghostly face's actions at all.
Great Saint Judge Walker was swallowed, eaten by the ghost faces. What welcomed him were the countless ghost faces in the sky. They couldn't wait to transmit their pain to this living person, torturing his divine soul that he thought was strong into a pitiful state like them.
"You're trying to mislead the crowd!"
Another Holy Court Mage yelled furiously.
Zhan Kong did not even look at him. A wisp of black soul flew toward the Holy Court Mage.
A black shadow coiled around the Holy Court Mage like a snake. A few seconds later, he suddenly grabbed his throat and fell to the ground, struggling.
"Please forgive me, please forgive me, I was controlled by the evil powder. I didn't want to hurt the kid …"
The Holy Court Mage wriggled on the stairs as if he had fallen into a nightmare after the sins in his heart were exposed.
"God's grace … God's grace is overwhelming.
"God … God's grace is vast and mighty."
From the moment he spat out this sentence full of divine might to now, he no longer had much confidence. It was more like a prayer with a cross written on his chest.
God's grace was vast and mighty. He hoped that God would bless him and help him get through this terrible darkness. Dawn would come soon.
Zhan Kong had reached the middle of the stairs to the Sacred Residence. Every Sacred City Mage who tried to attack him had a different outcome. Countless Mages who were yelling about God's grace were twisting and turning on the stairs. They were either immersed in the fear of death, or lost in the sins they had committed in the past. There were not many people who were truly righteous and determined left in the Sacred Residence.
These people stood by Michael's side, guarding the last of the holy residences.
Michael struggled to hold on. There was a green light between the ghostly face canopy and the reflection of the holy city. It was this light that prevented the ghostly faces from crashing into the ground like the dark meteor shower.
The golden dragon, the sunflower, the sacred feather … they still could not stop the Undead Emperor. Michael's prediction was right. The Undead Emperor was scarier than Khufu, but Michael had still underestimated the Emperor's strength.
In other words, not many humans in the world had dared to challenge an Emperor-level creature. Humans had always assumed there was an Emperor-level creature among the demon creatures, and that there were powerful experts among the humans who could take them on, so the Emperor-level creatures did not dare to invade human territory.
There was no reference to their strength. They only believed based on their instincts that the Emperor-level creatures were not unbeatable as long as they were dealt with appropriately …
The truth was, the Emperor-level creatures were stronger than humans had imagined!
The sunflower was indeed weakening the Emperor-level creature, but it needed time to do so.
It was like a kind of potion that would weaken an adult. Theoretically speaking, if the Emperor-level creature could not find the antidote, even an adult would be defeated by a child …
However, the Emperor-level creature could easily crush the children before it completely lost the ability to fight!
The sunflower was indeed Michael's trump card. It gave the Sacred City the ability to take on the Emperor-level creatures, but it seemed like they would not be able to hold on until then …
"Wuwuwu ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
"Wu wu wu ~"
The ghostly faces finally descended from the sky. They were not phantoms, nor were they clouds of turbid air. Instead, they were like terrifying meteors, smashing into the already unrecognizable Sacred City in droves.
This time, even the Sacred Residence was not spared. The thick golden stairs were full of holes, the glorious Sacred Palace collapsed, and the towering Magic Lighthouse was broken.
The dazzling Holy Residence turned into a ghastly hole under everyone's gaze. Even though it was a mirrored Void, anyone who had tried magic knew that the battlefield was no different from the real Holy City. If the Undead Emperor had stepped into the Holy City on the ground, then the Holy City would have ended up in ruins that had been reduced to a dark hole above their heads.
They should not be rejoicing that the Sacred City had six powerful human Archangels other than Michael. Instead, they should be rejoicing that the Undead Emperor had not chosen the real Sacred City on the ground. Otherwise, how many people would have been devoured by the evil dragons and sacrificed to the ghostly faces in the meteor rain?
This was a battle for a thousand years of peace, but it made everyone realize their ignorance and insignificance.
Let alone a thousand years, if any of the Demon Emperors wanted to kill the humans in the next hundred years, how many cities could the humans survive?
The one above them was only one of the Emperors of this world.
If …
If the Emperors of this world all wanted the humans to disappear from this world, could the magic that had always been revered really save the humans?
The prosperous magic civilization that had always been praised in books was like the Sacred City above them. Once it encountered a truly powerful threat in this world, it would be reduced to ruins.
This battle did not let the world feel how powerful the humans were in this era. Instead, it made them realize that they were living in the glory of their own creation.
An Emperor was enough to topple the great Sacred City.
… …
"Michael can defeat the Undead Emperor, right?"
"There's still the Golden Dragon. The Golden Dragon is still here. They haven't used their true strength yet. If Michael and the Golden Dragon work together, the Undead Emperor will definitely be eliminated!"
"If they can't eliminate the Undead Emperor, will the Undead Emperor come to our city?"
How could the people in the city not care about it? This wasn't a movie. They would only sigh if the Undead Emperor won or lost.
What would happen to them if the Undead Emperor lost?
If an Emperor like the Undead Emperor were to be slaughtered, their blood would be enough to form a lake at the foot of the Alps!
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(Oh right, the comic about the Mage is online! Oh, comic, Ye Xinxia's drawings are so beautiful. I really like them. They're so cute. I want to … mm, mm, anyway, if you like the Mage, hurry up and form a team to farm them.)
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