Several people dressed in different styles were walking along Erathia's unique gravel path. Suddenly, they felt a powerful aura approaching, and they stopped in unison.
"Who is there? Show yourself quickly!" One of the elf swordsmen stepped forward with a sword and stopped several nearby people behind him. He asked with wary eyes toward the sky.
As if in response to his words, golden light shone in the sky, and the dense clouds were dispersed by this light, revealing the beautiful seraphim among the clouds.
"The pinnacle of legend...who are you?" The elf raised his sword and pointed it directly at the seraph in the cloud. Feeling the invisible terrifying pressure, the blade in the elf's hand trembled faintly, and he was even a little unsteady, but he still gritted his teeth.
Asked.
"My name is wonderful."
The angel glanced at him lightly, and it was only now that the elf noticed that there was a soul-like creature beside the seraph.
“In the face of God’s majesty, there is no place for sneaky people and no place for all evil.”
As the seraphim chanted, golden light shone from the sky. The dazzling light made the elf's eyes swell and he had to close his eyes.
After a while, until the light dissipated, he opened his eyes, but unexpectedly noticed that a man in white appeared next to him.
Not only him, but also the vampires who were following him in the team also saw the man at this moment.
"Is that what you really look like? The ancient lich who lost his body, Errich..." Looking at the man in white, the vampire Tamik narrowed his eyes and murmured.
"He came to find me." Erich said slowly, looking at the seraphs in the sky.
"He's here to find..." In front of the man in white, the nervous Necromancer North was about to repeat his words, but his voice was interrupted by him.
"North, there's no need to repeat it. At this moment, they can all see me." Errich's eyes swept across the audience, and finally stopped on the seraphs in the sky.
"Dear Archangel Michael, the last time I saw you was hundreds of years ago." He said with some respect.
"Sinner." Erich's respect was met with a glare from the Archangel, "You are an evil heretic who has abandoned God, and how dare you return to the Holy Kingdom?"
"I have never betrayed God. It is you who have truly betrayed God. You have used the name of God to do unjust things. I have seen all of this clearly as early as five hundred years ago." The man in white shook his head.
said loudly.
"Righteousness and unrighteousness are not something ordinary humans can distinguish. Only God's guidance can explain all this." The seraphim answered.
"Discriminating against and exterminating non-human races, even their children, is this also God's guidance?" Erich asked.
"The righteousness in your mouth is just the blood of human beings, which is a kind of sin, but you think it is justice. You, like those pagans, are just trying to use your own ideas to tamper with God's teachings!"
The seraphim replied, "God has said that blasphemers will not be allowed to live! How dare you argue with me if you don't even understand the doctrine?"
"God is merciful. Those words cannot come from God's mouth. You have tampered with everything!" For the first time, the face of the man in white showed emotion and an angry look.
The seraph shook his head, with a look of pity in his eyes.
Next to the angel, the white Holy Spirit took the initiative and said: "Erich, the Holy Kingdom is not a place for you to run wild. Go back to the cursed land in the east. That is your destination."
There was a kind of magic in his words, an order that could not be refused. As his voice spread, both the elf swordsman and the vampire beside him were in a daze at this moment and subconsciously stepped back.
.
"The power of the Holy Word? Unfortunately, the power of the Holy Word cannot be effective on people who also possess the Holy Word." Erich shook his head, "You all wake up and don't need to be controlled by words anymore."<
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As Erich's words spread, several people nearby suddenly regained consciousness and looked at the Holy Spirit in the sky with horrified expressions. Under the command of the power of the Holy Word, they completely lost control of their bodies. If it weren't for Erich,
Rishi came forward in time, but they couldn't get rid of this power.
"That's..." Looking at the Holy Spirit in the sky, the Elf Swordsman showed a puzzled expression. The Holy Spirit's face looked very much like someone in his memory.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, even the Stigmata have fallen, you can still retain this power." Seeing that the Holy Word was lifted, the Seraphim's expression changed slightly. After the power of the Holy Word failed, he wanted to deal with this person in front of him.
Being known as an ancient heretic is not an easy thing.
"I will arrive at the holy city of Standwick, and then complete what I failed to do. No one can stop me." Erich said firmly.
A strong aura emanated from the archangel's body, as if a gilded sword blade appeared in his hand. The tip of the sword pointed directly at the man in white below: "Look at Erathia now, you have caused the Holy See
With the decline of God, you let the glory of God completely fade away on this land. Is this the result you want?"
"I understand everything you said. This was not my intention. I will make up for it and save everything." Errich said loudly.
"You don't know how. You don't even want to sincerely repent to God, so how can you get people to believe you?"
The golden light of the sword in the archangel's hand flashed, and the air was filled with pious prayers. The golden light blessed his body, making him even more powerful. He was ready for battle.
Erich sighed deeply, and he held it in the air, and the emerald green blade in the elf swordsman's hand immediately fell out of his hand and fell into the right hand of the necromancer North.
"What..." North was stunned. At this moment, his right hand seemed to have lost control, and his movements were exactly the same as the man in white in the distance.
"Although this Wind Chaser Blade is not as good as the Divine Sword Angel Alliance in your hand, it is still filled with the will of a hero."
A strong aura rose from the emerald green blade in North's hand. The elf swordsman on the side looked stunned. Compared with when it was in his hand, the aura emitted by the Wind-Chasing Blade was even stronger. Even the space could not bear it.
Live the powerful power gathered on the Wind Chaser Blade.
The Elf Swordsman has many questions in his mind. Why was the ancient Lich able to get acquainted with the archangel who guards Erathia, and why was he able to completely control the Wind Chaser Blade and unleash the original power of the Divine Sword? p>
Before the elf swordsman could ask, the golden sword light, which was enough to split the sky and tear the earth apart, struck at the seraphs in the sky. The seraphs were also not to be outdone and waved the divine sword in their hands to greet them.