At this moment, Colin Iliad's "eyes" were filled with the brilliance of dawn and the tall figure in a gorgeous black robe with black wings on his back.

He took the light, toward the light, and "run" towards Saslier.

The terrifying "Storm of Light" enveloped the "Dark Angel" at once, tore his body, interrupted the extraordinary ability he was about to use, and made the evil spirits who had lost their power to maintain and whose personality had obviously declined one by one in the light. The fragments quickly faded away.

When the light faded, holes appeared one after another on the body surface of "Dark Angel" Saslier, and the layers of wings on the back were partially unfolded, but no strength was borrowed.

Colin Iliad immediately turned into viscous "mercury", which once again covered most of the evil spirit's body, restricting his movements tightly.

Then, the Chief of the City of Silver shouted at Derrick Berg in a deep voice, just like when he faced Lovia before: "Attack!"

"attack!"

Hearing the chief's words, Derrick froze for a moment, then instinctively opened his arms.

During this process, his vision suddenly blurred, and an extremely suppressed and extremely low voice came out of his throat.

A ball of light filled with sacred flames descended out of thin air, engulfing the figures of "Dark Angel" Saslier and Colin Iliad at the same time.

Before the light burst out, Derrick pulled his arm back, condensing a white and pure "Spear of Darkness" in his palm.

Amidst the crackling sound, the spear of light passed through the holy flame and hit the evil spirit's head accurately.

Brilliant, dazzling rays of light burst forth, completely covering that area. Even Klein, who was restraining his crazy thoughts, couldn't avoid it because the distance was too close. He couldn't help but close his eyes, distorted his face, and felt a Another "Insect of Spirit" is evaporating, and it feels that the connection between the "blasphemy slate" and the erosive power of "True Creator" has not been fully established, and has been purified a lot.

In the place where a round of sun seemed to rise, the figure of "Dark Angel" Saslier loomed, twisting and swaying in the blazing brilliance and sacred flame, fading and melting.

Then, the shadows covering the walls, stone pillars and floor tiles began to disintegrate, revealing inch after inch of orange glow.

This palace hidden in the giant king's residence and co-existing with the real world finally lost the power to continue, and no longer cut off the influence of the outside world.

This also means that the special evil spirit that lost contact with the "Chaos Sea" has really been purified.

Just when the Palace of Shadows began to collapse but hadn't completely disintegrated, an invisible force finally penetrated the barrier and descended a little, causing the eroded parts in Klein's body to become more active!

They protruded from Klein's chest, turning into a mass of pitch-black flesh.

The flesh and blood immediately separated from Klein's body, cut off all invisible connections with him, squirmed and grew rapidly, and turned into a giant shadow hand, following the illusory "light" between itself and the first "blasphemy slate" " Grabbed the item.

At the same time, in the dream world of the "Remains of God War", in front of the projection of the giant king's residence.

Amon was wearing a soft pointed hat and a classic black robe, sitting on the tall gray and white railing, his back facing the orange-red road that separated the sea of ??clouds, and leisurely looking at the gray-blue gate covered with golden nails. He didn't know how long he had been waiting.

Suddenly, he corrected the monocle he was wearing on his right eye, jumped off the railing easily, and came to the projection door of the giant king's residence.

"The power of the 'Chaos Sea' has begun to fade, and we can use that bug to go in directly..." Amon smiled and said to himself, while reaching out his right hand and pressing it on the projection of the gate.

His figure immediately softened and lost its sense of reality, and "flowed" into the door like light.

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Backlund, somewhere on the battlefield.

Krestai Sesima, with short golden brown hair and dark green eyes, knelt on the ground on one knee, thrust a pure white bone sword less than one meter in front of her body, and supported herself.

There are one after another holes on his body with scorched black edges and cracks passing through his body. His teeth have protruded one by one and become sharp, like a beast.

The senior deacon of the "Nighthawks", whose consciousness was beginning to blur, moved his gaze away from the weakened enemy not far away, and turned to the sky. JrNovels.com