Chapter 3179
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"I almost forgot. You're already a turtle in a jar," Michael smiled arrogantly as he stared at Mofan, who was trapped in the black formation.
Mofan knew it was meaningless to struggle. Fortunately, the Oath in God's Language was still effective on Michael. He could only use this despicable method to suck away Mofan's soul bit by bit …
"If that's the case, why did you turn the entire Holy City upside down? Why did you let the Holy Inquisitors search everywhere …" Mofan said.
"My enemy isn't just you. For example, the traitorous angel who tried to save you just now. However, I believe that as long as you're still on display here, some people will walk right into the trap, "Michael said.
"So Charlie is your lackey?" Mofan said.
"I just gave him some suggestions, and he did it. Facts have proven that I've never misjudged you. You're indeed an existence that will bring chaos to the world. You've confused too many people, so much so that they're starting to stand against the Holy City, "Michael said.
"Actually, you can openly admit that you're the biggest tumor in the world. Even if this tumor grows in your head, people are in so much pain that they can't help but split open their own heads to remove you!" Mofan said to Michael.
"Haha, does it really matter what I am?" Michael was pinching something in his hand. He played with it patiently, and there was a sound like pebbles hitting each other in his palm.
After a while, Michael opened his palm. There were eleven black Stone in it!
When Mofan saw the eleven black Stone, he basically knew that the representatives of the Ten Great Organizations had been killed. These Stone had all returned to Michael, so everything was up to Michael. There was no need for discussion or judgment.
Did it really matter what Michael was?
It really didn't matter at all.
Were there still historians who were childish enough to point at a ruler's nose and ask him if he was a good person or a bad person?
A tumor was fine.
An angel was fine.
If people listened to his thoughts, they would be at peace. If people did not listen to his ideas, it would be war!
"I know that the Goddess of Parthenon can run around the world for you, and she can even bring you back from the dead. Therefore, I have never changed my mind about your punishment. These black Stones are the keys to open the gates of hell. Let the demons in hell drag your soul in bit by bit. I am more than happy to enjoy it slowly, and I am more than happy to let everyone in the world witness this process … Two days, only two days, and your soul will be completely gone. Your body will be nailed to the Holy City forever!"
Michael tossed out the eleven black Stone Stones in his hand. These black stones scattered behind Mofan's back, inexplicably still and strangely motionless!
Black light bloomed from within the Stone bit by bit. Every time a dim halo bloomed, a large piece of space would collapse.
This collapse was not from the top down. Instead, it was as if the entire space was being devoured by some mysterious power.
At first, it was just a very small devouring zone. The surrounding airflow was like a river suddenly flowing through a waterfall. It followed the devouring zone and plunged into the depths of space. Gradually, the space created by the eleven black Stone connected together, forming an even larger and more terrifying devouring zone!
Mofan was currently hanging in the center of this devouring zone. The golden armor formed by the Divine Oath was still protecting him, causing his body to float motionlessly within the devouring zone of the black Stone …
This Divine Oath was indeed special and powerful. Even the dark purgatory formed by the eleven Stones of Guilt could not drag Mofan away. However … there was a crack in the golden armor formed by the Divine Oath.
This crack was in Mofan's chest. It was also the soul imprint of the Red Devil Yiqiu in the Eight Soul Lattice. After being magnified and torn by the enormous black star array, Mofan's unbreakable soul was slowly being extracted.
The blood condensed into a red line. It was thrown from Mofan's chest to the devouring zone of the black Stone.
The blue soul aura also turned into a thread. It slowly left Mofan's body and flew into the abyss of eternal damnation!
"Enjoy these last two days. I should also thank you for providing me with such a perfect ceremony to warn the world. I believe many people will reevaluate themselves after seeing your fate. Do they really have the qualifications to stand against the Holy City?" Michael said to Mofan.
Divine Oath …
This was indeed a very troublesome thing. It made it impossible for Michael to directly execute Mofan.
Two days.
Although Michael did not want to give Mofan another second to live in this world, this was the only way he could kill Mofan.
After completing his masterpiece, Michael flew to the Holy Palace.
He sat on the dome of the Holy Palace and summoned the Archangel Remil.
Remil could not help but look up at the sky. The person hanging in the swallowing abyss was so eye-catching. Yet, this person was firmly protected by the Holy City's Divine Oath Armor …
"I need to resist the backlash of the Divine Oath. I won't do anything for the time being. I'll leave the rebels in the Holy City to you. This time, I hope you won't be merciful. The people have been bewitched by the devil. "Michael said to Remil.
Michael's expression did not look good. That was because the Divine Oath was starting to backfire on him.
The Divine Oath was still very powerful. Since he had violated it, he would definitely suffer an extremely strong backlash.
Fortunately, Michael was still confident that he could withstand this backlash.
"I understand. But there are still many irrelevant people in the Holy City. Can you let them leave?" Remil asked.
"Those outside of the top ten organizations are allowed to come and ransom them one by one." Michael said.
"Why must you execute him? You'll only hurt yourself. You've broken the Divine Oath. Many ancient Holy Techniques will also be taken away." Remil said.
Remil felt that Michael was too stubborn. He was too stubborn about Mofan.
"I've never misjudged him. He's that devil!" Michael said with unusual certainty.
"If he really is that devil, can this method really kill him?" Remil was a little worried.
Michael closed his eyes and stopped talking. From the painful expression on his face, it was obvious that the backlash of the Divine Oath had begun.
Dealing with Mofan like this was actually the same as dealing with himself.
The torture he was going to endure would not be any lighter than Mofan hanging in the Holy City.
Even so, he would continue until Mofan's soul was sucked dry. There would not be a single bit of this guy's soul left in this world!
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