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Chapter 1490 Tears of God

 The Valley of Darkness where the Holy Tree of Darkness is located is the forbidden area of ​​the Dark Parliament. No one from the Holy See has ever set foot here.

Who would have thought that Archangel Michael and the Vatican Saint would appear in the Valley of Darkness and assassinate Caesar, the president of the Dark Council?

Even if Caesar knew that Michael and others were in Augustus, he would never have imagined that Michael was really so courageous.

"Michael, you are so brave. You dare to go to August and attack me. Is your Holy See declaring war on my Dark Parliament?"

A low roar resounded in the void, and then Caesar's embarrassed figure appeared in front of everyone, looking at Michael with a gloomy face.

"As long as I kill you, the Dark Council will be defeated. This land will eventually belong to my Holy See."

An elegant smile appeared on Michael's face.

"You alone want to kill me?"

A flash of evil aura flashed in Caesar's eyes, and he suddenly stretched out his palm. Dark power as pure as black crystal suddenly condensed in his hand, and then condensed into a black arrow and shot towards Michael.
Facing Caesar, Michael did not dare to hold back at all. White holy light seeped out from his palms, condensed into a holy flame, and hit Caesar's black arrows.

With a bang, the holy flames and black arrows exploded in the air, and violent energy surged in the sky.

Caesar's figure moved in the void and appeared in front of Michael. Then his figure swayed, separated into five figures, and punched Michael from five directions.

The thick power of darkness seems to penetrate the void.

Michael's face changed slightly, a dazzling holy light shined from Michael's body, and the golden flame of holy light struck Caesar.

Caesar narrowed his eyes, and the power of darkness in his hand suddenly surged, instantly shattering the holy flame released by Michael and blasting towards Michael's body.

At this moment, an arm as white as jade came out of the holy light and collided with Caesar's fist.

With a bang, two energies, one white and one black, collided with each other. Caesar's body stagnated slightly as the energy spread.

"Spear of Holy Flame."

Adele's eyes shone with dazzling holy light. She drew her hands in the void, and a golden spear burning with holy flames suddenly appeared and stabbed Caesar.

"Humph."

Caesar snorted coldly, and the power of darkness emerged from his hand. He reached out and grabbed the golden spear, and broke it with a slight force.

"Dark Magic Fist."

Caesar roared and punched out. The black punch turned into a world-destroying dragon, biting towards Adele.

This dark magic fist is a boxing technique created by Caesar based on his own dark power. The fist contains extremely strong death energy. Although it is not as powerful as Ye Chen's Nirvana, it should not be underestimated.

Especially when this punch is executed on Caesar's hand, it is three points more powerful than Ye Chen's Nirvana.

In an instant, Adele felt extremely strong pressure.

"The Holy Light Comes to the World."

A flash of indifference flashed across Adele's eyes, and endless golden light shone from her body, shining towards Caesar's dark magic fist.

Under the illumination of the holy light, Caesar's dark power began to melt like ice meeting fire.

In the blink of an eye, the world-destroying dragon formed by the power of darkness shrank in size.

"Adele, if that old guy Peter comes over and uses this move called Holy Light, you can still block my punch, but you're still not close enough on your own."

Caesar snorted coldly, and with a thought, the World-Destroying Dragon roared, and the holy light penetrated Adele and hit her body.

At the same time that the World-Destroying Dragon hit Adele, a white halo came out from the gem around Adele's neck and enveloped Adele's body.

With a bang, the World-Destroying Dragon hit the white light shield. It only caused a halo of light, which then dissipated under the influence of the holy light.

"Divine Light Protector, the Pope is really a great artist, he actually let you bring the Tears of God to Augustus."

Caesar's pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of evil energy flashed across his face.

"Tears of God?"

Ye Chen stood aside, a flash of emotion flashed in his eyes.

God is ruthless, so he will not shed tears easily, so tears of God are extremely rare.

Tears of God are said to be artifacts formed from the tears left by Jesus. They contain extremely strong divine power and have always been kept by the Pope.

It is difficult for the attacks of strong men on the God List to break through the defense of Tears of God, which is considered one of the most famous defensive artifacts of the Holy See.

It seems that the Holy See has made great determination in this raid.

"Dirty thing of darkness, you will die today."

As the holy light dissipated, Michael's appearance actually changed and became more handsome.

Six pairs of white wings fluttered behind him, and in the eyes shining with holy light, there was only a look of indifference.

"Twelve-Winged Seraph."

Caesar's forehead pupils shrank slightly.

"Death!"

A lightsaber formed in Michael's hand and struck directly at Caesar.

The terrifying holy light seems to be shattering the void.

A solemn look flashed in Caesar's eyes. The Twelve-Winged Seraph is the peak combat power of the Holy See. Although limited by the rules, the power of the Twelve-Winged Seraph cannot be fully exerted, but it is absolutely extraordinary.

Especially Michael, the archangel, is probably only as powerful as the Pope.

Even Caesar wouldn't dare to be too big.

"Dark Holy Sword."

Caesar shouted low, and a slender sword appeared in Caesar's hand. Endless dark power emitted from the sword and wrapped around it.

In Ye Chen's senses, this long sword is like the incarnation of darkness.

"This is the most famous artifact in the dark world, the Dark Holy Sword? I didn't expect it to be in Caesar's hands."

Ye Chen took a breath, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes: "This aura is definitely a spiritual weapon. Is there such a good thing in the West?"

Just when Ye Chen was shocked, Caesar held the Dark Holy Sword and fought with Michael.

Two forces, one white and one black, fought fiercely over the valley.

Caesar, holding the Dark Holy Sword, has greatly increased his strength. Even if Michael has inspired the power of the twelve-winged Seraphim to the extreme, he is still at a disadvantage.

"Noah, why don't you take action? If Caesar is allowed to live today, you should know what kind of situation you will be in."

Adele's face changed, and a solemn look flashed in her eyes.

Noah's face was filled with uncertainty, he roared, and struck Caesar with his iron fist.

"Noah, you dare to betray the dark world and join the Holy See. You will die today."

Caesar was furious, and his angry roars filled the sky.

"Johannes, you are from my Western Dark World. You should know the consequences of letting Adele escape. If you kill Adele, all the artifacts on her body will be yours. Not only that, I will also give you

A dark holy fruit as reward."

Caesar's angry roar echoed in the ears of Johannes, who was standing aside watching the play.

"Very well, Caesar, don't go back on what you said."

A fiery color flashed in Johannes's eyes.

As a saint of the Holy See, Adele is extremely noble.

If she could be captured alive, her reputation as Johannes would surely be resounding throughout the West.

Wanting to get here, Johannes turned into a hurricane and attacked Adele.

Ye Chen looked at the chaotic battlefield around him, with a look of astonishment flashing across his face.


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