Chapter 2175
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"How did it get disconnected? What happened?" The Bishop of the Black Church looked back in astonishment. There were a few islands in the distance. The torches were no longer as obvious.
The ritual had been disrupted!
The power of faith that was supposed to be pouring into the Titan Titan had disappeared!
The problem was, even if the ritual was disrupted, he still had a lot of believers in Crete. How could the connection between the faith be disconnected so easily?
Without the ritual, the Demon Titan's strength would only be weakened slightly. It would not have lost all of its strength. It could not even maintain its two-hundred-meter-tall body!
The Heavenly Flames of the Burning Valley burned the skin of the Demon Cross Mark Sword Titan thoroughly. Its muscles, which looked like intertwining water pipes, began to burn away. The Demon Cross Mark Sword Titan howled in pain and tried to dive into the ocean.
The deeper the sea, the lower the temperature would be. The Demon Titan was trying to reduce its pain, but the Heavenly Flames were still the Heavenly Flames. The flames did not weaken even after reaching a depth of over a thousand meters.
"Son of a b * * ch, you finally know how to run away?" Mofan stared at the bottom of the sea and saw the enormous fiery figure moving around.
"Little Flame Belle, send it to the afterlife with a Heavenly Flame Pattern!" Mofan said.
After locking onto the Tyrant Titan's position, Mo Fan flew into the sky above it. His fiery tail left a bright red trail behind him as it intertwined with one another in the dark sky.
A fiery rune with a diameter of around eight hundred meters appeared. It looked like a rhombus-shaped fire umbrella.
The Heavenly Flame Pattern floated in the air. A mirror image of the Heavenly Flame Pattern appeared at the bottom of the sea. The fiery lines on the edges of the Heavenly Flame Pattern were connected by a vertical axis!
"Puff puff puff!"
The Heavenly Flame Pattern of the Heavenly Flame Pattern activated its spitting mode. The Nine Palace Fire Pillars that were a hundred times stronger than the Heavenly Flame Pattern immediately filled up the area between the Heavenly Flame Patterns.
The Cross Mark Demon Titan was first blasted into the air by the fire pillar from the mirror image of the Heavenly Flame Umbrella. It was propelled up to five hundred meters into the air. Then, the Heavenly Flame Umbrella came down from above and triggered a terrifying Fire Shockwave at the center of the Cross Mark Demon Titan.
"Little Flame Belle, increase the firepower. Let's get a fully cooked Tyrant Titan," Mofan said.
The Flame Belle Empress was capable of quenching flames. Mofan kept pouring the flames of the Heavenly Fire Umbrella onto the Demon Titan while the Flame Belle Empress added more firewood to raise the temperature of the flames.
The higher the temperature, the more thoroughly it burned. The Demon Titan's muscles weren't the only things being burned. The first to be burned were its two arms. They were burned off from the shoulders.
Next was the Demon Titan's back. The Heavenly Fire had burned through its back, meaning the Silver Moon Tyrant Titan had no chance of surviving.
"Keep its organs and sell them for money. Burn the rest," Mofan said.
The Flame Belle Empress was working even harder. The temperature of the flames was getting hotter. She reckoned it could even burn down a top-tier crystal.
The Demon Titan's back was burning, and its head was starting to burn. It had lost all of its limbs. The Demon Titan's life force was unbelievably strong. It was still struggling under the circumstances. The remaining parts of its body were still struggling wildly.
However, it did not change the fact that it was dead. Even though many parts of its body had escaped from the Heavenly Fire Umbrella, the Heavenly Fire was still lingering on them until nothing was left.
The Bishop of the Black Church had a face full of despair as he stood in the flames.
He still couldn't understand why his Demon Titan couldn't even take down a mere Mage. He couldn't understand why the strong power of faith had disappeared in an instant, either.
Mo Fan flew up to the Bishop of the Black Church and said, "You should feel the same way as your pet. I will slowly burn you to death with a steady fire. You should reflect on what you have done while you are in agony. Why don't you reflect on what you have done to me?"
"How could a god lose to mere mortals like you? A god can't lose!" the Bishop of the Black Church yelled.
Mofan would give him time to figure out what had gone wrong, but he was not going to let him think about it so comfortably.
"Mofan, let me take care of this guy," Mubai's voice came from the distance.
"Are you going to dissect him?" Mofan asked in confusion.
"He has the power of faith … Mm, it's a long story. I'll explain it to you when we get back. Let me take care of him," Mubai said.
"Sure, but don't let him feel too comfortable," Mofan said.
"Don't worry, I promise he'll end up worse than anyone else. Every person who uses the power of faith is like a loan shark. Once they're done enjoying themselves, they won't be able to live even if they want to!" Mubai said.
"By the way, you mentioned the power of faith … Mm, you've reminded me. This guy's strength is very similar to a lunatic's," Mofan said.
"We'll talk about it when we get back."
"Mm, how's Old Zhao doing?" Mofan asked.
"I don't know."
…
Zhao Manyan took a sip of the mineral water from the Alps that he had taken out from his Space Bracelet inside a golden barrier beside the whirlpool. The cold and smooth liquid immediately washed away the dryness and heat in his throat. He added, "You're right.
He continued, "As a man, you should be as persistent and persistent as me. Women don't like men like you who are as energetic as tigers!"
The members of the Guild of the Wicked around Zhao Manyan felt like they had eaten stones in a latrine pit. Their energy was almost depleted, yet they had not hurt a single hair on the man's body. They felt like they had been playing with marbles for most of their lives!
"A bunch of good-looking but useless men. How can you play with me … Cough, cough!" Zhao Manyan realized he had been too immersed in his role. He quickly corrected himself and said, "That's all for today. I'll give each of you a big, hard, and thick Magic Spell!"
Zhao Manyan raised his hand and slammed the Earth Magic Spell into the ground.
The earth trembled, and in a split second, thick and solid rock pillars rose from the ground!
The Rock Pillars appeared right under the feet of the members of the Guild of the Wicked. The Guild of the Wicked were already exhausted from using their magic. The Rock Pillars suddenly rose from the ground and propelled them into the air.
"How is it? Are you satisfied with my Rock Pillars?" Zhao Manyan asked.
"It's fine if you're not satisfied. There's more coming down!"
"I'll take it!" Zhao Manyan slammed the Rock Pillars down again. When the members of the Guild of the Wicked fell to the ground, the Rock Pillars slammed into them and propelled them into the air again!
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