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Chapter 578 Unyielding

More and more angels gathered, and in just ten seconds, there were nearly two thousand pairs of white wings covering the sky. Almost all of them had the status of archangels, with two

The above wings are covered with sacred glory, white, dazzling and eye-catching, making this Teutonic National Museum

The surroundings were reflected into a holy and bright world. And as they sang gracefully and full of emotion, a huge door appeared high in the sky. This also made the city called 'Berlin' where they were located

, were shrouded in the holy light, and all the citizens thought it was a miracle, and they knelt on the ground one after another.

Li Mochen withdrew his gaze from the army of angels in the sky and turned to look at the Weimar Medici opposite.

——That is a man with a smooth face, golden hair, flawless facial features, and a sunny and gentle temperament, which makes people fall in love with him at first sight.

There was only coldness in Li Mochen's eyes.

"Bishop Medici, I remember that I had an armistice agreement with the Medici family, and you asked me for peace a few months ago."

"That's true, but today's matter has nothing to do with the Medici family."

Weimar Medici looked at Li Mochen calmly: "Get away, Andre! What is behind me should not be yours. The ghosts of the Hohenstaufen family must not reappear on the earth. This is

The consensus of all the bishops of the Holy See is also the will of the Lord!”

Just as he finished speaking, three men who were also wearing red sacrificial robes but were approaching the end of their lives walked out of the light door.

Li Mochen, who had long been familiar with the Holy See of Light, recognized those three cardinals - Loft Clemen, Danny Hankins, and Cressey Cook.

The Statue of Liberty can bestow the power of America's eight national magicians, and the Lord of Light can also give believers the force to repel evil and eliminate heretics. Even in this era, the Holy See of Light has been torn apart, and the people's beliefs are not pious enough. But this

However, the number of believers in this god has only increased, not decreased.

This is undoubtedly a more glorious era than the Middle Ages, and these cardinals also possess magical powers that surpass those of mid-level gods. They may be influenced by their respective countries, their respective ethnic groups, and their respective families.

It is not consistent with the interests of the Holy See. But at this time and at this place, these cardinals undoubtedly have only one will.

And behind them, there is a greater glory, which should be the current 253rd Pope John Honorius.

And above the sky, behind the huge door, there are hundreds of eyes looking at him. Each of them is like a chain, like a sharp sword, like a spear, trapping him and judging him.

To kill him, to condemn him!

Among them, there are seven pairs of eyes, which are the most frightening. It is like being stared at by the 'Night Goddess' Nyx, which makes his blood condense and makes his will almost collapse.

The glorious divine power pressed forward, and the will of countless angels condensed together, hitting Li Mochen's soul like a heavy hammer, making his spirit tense and tightening the pores on his body.

Li Mochen couldn't help but sigh, the Hohenstaufen family in the past was fighting against such a force——

In the early Middle Ages, although the population was not as high as it is now, the Holy See at that time was undoubtedly its most powerful period.

However, this fourth dynasty of the Holy Roman Empire has been fighting against the Holy See of Light for more than two centuries. This family, which has always been known as the "Hohen" (Hohen Glorious and Noble), does have their reasons for pride.

"Back off, you ignorant lamb!"

Cardinal Loft Clement looked at him: "The Lord is merciful and generous, and He will not care if a lamb offends Him."

"I understand this very well! It's like humans to ants on the ground. What does the ants' claws and teeth mean to us humans?"

Li Mochen looked beyond these cardinals and looked into the depths of the Teutonic National Museum.

His spiritual thoughts have come into contact with the 'Blood Crown', and the response and resonance derived from blood have reached the extreme.

It is true that this object cannot be destroyed, surrendered, imprisoned, or sealed. However, there are levels of power, strong and weak. Li Mochen can feel that there are seven kinds of power working hard at this time.

The earth suppresses it, traps it, pulls it, and prevents it from leaving.

That is - 'time', 'space', 'bond', 'fetter', 'punishment', 'punishment' and 'regime'! However, this powerful mythical weapon is also trying its best to fight against them. It cannot

Even if it is imprisoned in that underground space, it is impossible to succumb, so it is trembling fiercely among the layers of seals, causing the tide of magic energy here to impact the city of Berlin.

Li Mochen's eyes also showed strong desire.

"But because of this, I have to become someone who can talk to Him first, right?"

"Blasphemy!"

"He is guilty!"

"presumptuous!"

"He deserves to be judged!"

"This is the opposite of excommunication!"

The four cardinals were shocked and angry, and at this time, all the angels in the sky began to burn the holy fire and glared at Li Mochen.

That majestic sea of ​​spiritual will, like a forging machine, once again bombarded the depths of Li Mochen's soul with great force. This was directly reflected under Li Mochen's feet. The concrete floor of more than 300 square meters nearby was cracking.

, shattered, collapsed! This also affected the surrounding houses, causing them to collapse in large areas.

Behind the 'Miracle Angel' Weimar Medici, three pairs of wings were spread out at this moment, purple-gold feathers, armor condensed with holy light, and a golden crown - that was the rank of Seraph.

In the current sequence of the Holy See of Light, there is the person of a high god.

"Little Mr. Wildenstein, although this is an era of freedom of speech and freedom of belief, here and now, I cannot pretend that I have not heard your contempt and blasphemy towards the Lord."

His eyes were mercilessly staring at Li Mochen, and the power called "miracle" turned into a huge thunder and lightning beside him.

"You still have time to repent of your sins! Before the Lord punishes you."

But before the thunder and lightning turned into a substantial attack, a figure intervened between them. It was an old magician, wearing a white robe, with a face as hard as a rock, and a gray beard.

It extended to his knees, and his face was full of anger.

"Everyone! This is the land of the Teutonic Republic! Are you planning to start a war here in our capital? Do you want to destroy this place?"

Li Mochen glanced sideways at the old man, with a respectful expression but no intention of giving in: "I'm sorry, I just want to get back the old things that belong to my clan!"

Li Mochen didn't care about Hohenstaufen and Wildenstein, but at this time, he didn't mind using the names of these two families.

As for the old mage in front of him, he also recognized it. He was the national magician of the Teutonic Republic, the honorary president of the Old World Magic Association, and the title of "Controller of Elements" Leonard Hedwig! A man who

An old guy who was famous during World War II and had killed gods several times.

Cardinal Cressy Cook stared slightly: "That was also a trophy of the Holy See in ancient times!"

Like the other two cardinals, he has three pairs of wings behind him, purple-gold feathers, and armor condensed with holy light, except that he does not have a golden crown - this is the rank of a master angel.

"But now, it is a national treasure of the Teutonic Republic and an ancient cultural relic that we treasure!"

The 'Controller of Elements' showed no fear and roared angrily. Then he looked at Li Mochen with eyes full of anger and complex meaning: "Please leave here, young man! I know that your ancestors used to be in this land.

The emperor is also the owner of the Blood Crown. But even so, you have no right to ask for it, let alone take it by force! It is the common wealth of the 1.6 billion people of the Teutonic Republic. Otherwise——"

With a flick of his staff, two unusually majestic and burly figures appeared behind the 'Controller of Elements' Leonard Hedwig. At the same time, there were two waves of extremely pure magic energy.

.

——That is clearly the emperor of wind and thunder elements, an elemental god with a double elemental crown!

Leonard Hedwig's next words were spoken word by word: "Then the 1.6 billion people of the Teutonic Republic will regard you as the enemy!"

Li Mochen has sensed the sky, the five magic towers with a height of more than 18 floors, and the brilliance of several gods.

As a country that once fought against the entire Old World on its own, the Teutonic Republic's national power remained extremely strong even after that terrible war. Their once-divided land has been united into one and is recovering its strength.

"Your Excellency Hedwig, I respect the wishes of your people and do not want to start a war in Berlin."

Li Mochen shook his head slightly. His tone was tough, his eyes were determined, and his will was stronger than diamonds.

Even though the army of angels in the sky has increased to forty thousand, and more high-ranking angels are coming. Even the huge thoughts of these heavenly creatures and the cardinals are enough to tear the gods apart.

But Li Mochen's body still stood there as straight as a javelin, and his fighting spirit burned like fire: "But my choice is no! You can either give it to me, or start a war here."

"Your decision is stupid!"

The face of the 'Element Controller' was extremely ugly at this moment: "Young man, do you know what you are doing? Your current behavior is disgusting even for the president of your country. I think you need to talk to him now

Make a phone call."

"Your Excellency Hedwig, I understand your efforts to resolve the conflict, but this is really unnecessary. When I stand here, everything is irreversible. Your Excellency, the President, cannot change my will.

"

Li Mochen sighed softly: "So, there is only one choice for both of us from beginning to end!"

At this time, his figure had stepped into the gap of time, walking deeper into the space.

"Foolish!"

There was admiration, ridicule, and pity in Weimar Medici's eyes. He turned a blind eye to Li Mochen, who had already passed by him. He just held his hands together and made a prayer gesture: "The Lord said, whoever uses the knife

He will die by the sword."

At this moment, the power called 'miracle' distorted the time sequence. Li Mochen's figure was once again exposed to everyone.

Cardinal Loft Clement also prayed loudly to the Lord of Glory: "The Lord says, do not seek justice for yourself, it is up to me to seek justice, and the Lord will repay you!"

Danny Hankins said: "The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness does not receive the light!"

A huge holy white thunderbolt suddenly struck above Li Mochen. It was a disciplinary thunder that almost drowned him. There were also holy light spears falling from all directions, and they were inserted into Li Mochen's body. Only the remaining warmth,

It caused the ground hundreds of meters around to melt. Following behind were 40,000 angels and 40,000 luminous spears and arrows of light.

However, most of the energy in the disciplinary thunder and the sacred light spear was absorbed into the 'Mandala Bracelet' on Li Mochen's right hand, causing minimal damage to the latter.

There were also the wind blades and thunder bombarded by the two 'Elemental Emperors' - the 'Controller of Elements' Leonard Hedwig launched an attack on Li Mochen mercilessly as he promised, and the four national magicians held

Some forbidden spells, as well as the four magic towers, and more than twenty magic annihilation cannons, blasted at Li Mochen mercilessly.

Even the entire array of magic towers above Berlin began to prioritize the rejection of Li Mochen. The forty-eight magic tower arrays were operating at full capacity, suppressing Li Mochen's power.

But this also poses a limited threat to Li Mochen. Some of all the forbidden spells and annihilation cannons were distorted by the 'Sky Scepter' and 'Time Sequence Power', and the other part was also absorbed by the 'Mandala Bracelet'.

And although he was brought back to everyone's eyes by the power of a miracle, he did not really return from the gap in time.

The power of miracles is very powerful, but it is not enough to completely offset his divine power of time.

This scene made another Cardinal Cressy Cook frown: "But I will sacrifice to you with a voice of thanksgiving. I will repay the vows I have made. Salvation comes from the Lord!"

At this moment, countless chains of holy light spread down from the sky and locked onto Li Mochen's hands and feet. But although the latter made no obvious evasive movements, he was able to avoid them perfectly.

Then in the light and shadow behind the four cardinals, another old and majestic voice came out.

“The Lord says there is a season for everything, a time for everything under the heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die, a time to plant, and a time to uproot, a time to kill, a time to heal, a time to tear down, a time to build, a time to weep, a time to laugh, and a time to mourn

, there is a time to dance, there is a time to throw away everything in the world!”

At this moment, Li Mochen's figure was almost frozen at the door. However, this power called fate, the wall of fate blocking the entrance of the museum, was quickly forcibly broken by Li Mochen.

And this situation made everyone change their color.

"Is it fate?"

Weimar Medici turned around and looked at Li Mochen's back with his eyes that had turned into pure gold. There was a strong sense of shock on his face.

"Our Father in heaven, may your name be hallowed. May your kingdom come, and may your will be done on earth as it is in heaven!"

At this moment, tens of thousands of angels above the museum were burning with flames. And the three pairs of wings behind the Weimar Medici were stretching and growing. Before, they seemed to be only twenty meters in length, but now they have grown towards

Stretching hundreds of meters on both sides. Each wing flaps and carries the majestic and brilliant holy light.

But just before the 'Miracle Angel' used his magic again, Li Mochen's eyes began to look at the sky. Behind him, huge illusory lights and shadows also appeared.

——God Haotian, Emperor Gouchen Shanggong, Emperor Zhongtian Ziwei in the North Pole, Emperor Changsheng in the Antarctic, Emperor Zhenwu Xuantian, and Lord Qinglong Mengzhang, all these dignified figures began to appear behind him.

And in the boundless sky, constellations such as Little Bear, Eridanus, and Antarctica began to shine brightly.

And Li Mochen's eyes, besides contempt and disdain, were also full of aura.

"You fellow ghosts and gods, how dare you act so arrogantly in front of me? How dare you use weapons on me?"

His voice was not loud, but it was like a bell. All the more than 50,000 angels in the sky were shaken by the holy fire, their souls were unstable, and nearly a quarter of them fell directly to the ground.

Their wings can no longer support their bodies in the sky,

Weimar Medici also directly lost the foundation of spellcasting, and his three-hundred-meter-long purple and gold wings quickly lost their luster.

But Li Mochen did not give up. His divine power of life and death had already covered an area of ​​nearly a hundred kilometers around him.

"I remember that your Lord also said, let dust return to dust, soil return to earth, let the dead be in peace, and let the living be liberated!"

At this moment, another third of the angels directly evaporated, turning into pure and impure holy light and spirit, scattered between heaven and earth.

And not only these angels, but countless dark undead in the city of Berlin, as well as nearly two hundred lichs in the magic tower array, perished directly under the shock and impact of life and death.

"Therefore, although I am not your lord, you should still fear me!"

Following Li Mochen's spiritual thoughts, he broke away from the mantras of many angels and spread out in all directions. In the sky, everyone below the four-winged 'Power Angel' who was wearing the Holy Light Armor also fell to the ground. They were all forced to converge on the Holy Light Armor.

The white wings used a kneeling posture in humiliation.

This situation not only deeply shocked the 'Controller of Elements' Leonard Hedwig, who once again looked at Li Mochen with a scrutinizing gaze. It also shocked the four red-coated men including Weimar Medici.

The bishop felt extremely humiliated, and there was blood all over his face.

“Dust shall return to the earth, saith the Lord, and spirit shall return to God who gave it!”

It was still the old voice coming from the halo, but it caused the spirits that should have dispersed to regroup, merge with the surrounding holy light, and re-form into the shape of an 'angel'.

However, most of them could only kneel and prostrate and could not stand upright in front of Li Mochen.

The next moment, an old man wearing a white holy robe and holding a cross walked out of the halo. His beard and hair were gray, and his expression was sad.

"I looked at the heavens which your fingers had made, and the moon and the stars where you had set them. And I said, What do you mean to man, that you care about him?"

At this moment, the stars in the sky above Li Mochen and the emperor's dharma were all wiped away by a huge force.

However, the next moment, they appeared again, still existing in this sky.

That’s the ‘unyielding’ nature of divine power!

Although the Blood Crown has not yet returned to his hands, at this distance, Li Mochen can already use part of its power.

At this moment, his cold eyes were looking towards Leonard Hedwig.

"Mr. Element Controller, you are planning to destroy the city of Berlin today, right?"

At this moment, the huge energy absorbed in the 'Mandala Bracelet' was released in the form of the forbidden curse 'Judgment of Nirvana'. Hundreds of black-gray lightnings with death intent bombarded that place. High in the sky, there are many seraphs who are still resisting his majesty and resisting his power.

And as those clumps of holy light exploded, the overflowing power impacted in all directions, shaking all the materials it came into contact with into powder.


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