The light that judges evil cannot judge the purest death, and the gods of the underworld who exist for a fair judgment can be robbed of divinity by the undead who blaspheme nature, and the expressionless face of the paladin is the most extreme rage.

"No one can defile this sacredness!"

The power of the holy light faded sharply from the paladin's body, and the cloak on his body blew up, revealing the radiant holy armor hidden under the cloak, and under the intertwined gold and silver light, an unpretentious war hammer appeared in the paladin's hand, replacing the two-handed greatsword as his weapon.

The hammer had brought Katosh an aura of extreme danger, and just by gazing, it felt like its soul was going to burn.

Not the Light, but more pure and divine than the Light, and no less destructive.

Relying on the only memory in his head, Katosh finally remembered what it was, and he couldn't help but cry out in horror:

"You're holding the 'Miracle Grip'!"

One of the only seven holy weapons of the Radiant Holy Order, the gods of heaven reward the wealth bestowed by the believers, and the Radiant Holy Order has mastered the Seven Sacred Weapons, each of which is a powerful weapon of the Ninth Order of Excellence, and is also a part of the artifact 'Child of Light'.

The 'Miracle Grip' is part of the Child of Light, and it can attach 30 points of divine damage with a random swing, with evil detection, but its most terrifying power is that it can inherit the divine power from the heavenly realm, and destroy all evils recognized by subjective idealistic forces with extreme violence.

Katosh would never have imagined that an ascetic paladin would be a member of the Radiant Holy Order, and even more incredible was that this member was one of only seven Hallows holders.

The hammer eye of the Holy Hammer lit up with sparkling sparks, and under the incandescent heat, it really seemed to be an eyeball, turning to look at the Necromantic Sovereign, just in the blink of an eye, the sphere intertwined with brilliant golden light.

"Judgment...... Evil! ”

The ancient words of the gods echoed in the walls of space, it was the voice that came from inside the Holy Hammer, and a pillar of light pierced the bloody, dark sky, and a magnificent stream of light enveloped the paladin's body.

Bathed in sacredness, the great divine power entangles the hammer to help it fight against the divine power of death.

Now, Katosh has no way to retreat, and has spent more power to promote the execution of the death law, and the black and gold air circles collide with each other in an instant, and all the obstacles around him have been bounced away, unable to hinder the duel between the two sides.

……

Bandori did not show mercy because of his kind, or rather, because he was of his kind, Bandori unleashed more power than before.

The blood-gold blade in his hand erupted with a terrible blood light, and a monstrous flame had formed in the swing, and the shocking black color showed the arrogance of the sky.

"Don't let me down too much."

Bandoli's indifferent voice echoed in the ears of Cangye and Jiali, and with a scream, the two ends of the blade of the non-dark flame rose up, turning into wings, and the bird's head immediately took shape, resembling a phoenix with black feathers.

The Eight Arts of Asura - The Demon Bird of World Destruction!

When the fight reached the fourteenth move, Gari retreated, the white bone spear swung into the sky, and the black roulette wheel in the corner of the collapse immediately manifested behind it, and the asura idol wrapped around the non-sky black flame and stepped on the dance of the world condensed the illusory form and emerged.

Holding six divine weapons in his hand, twelve sharp weapons suspended around his body, blood and light boiling, Jia Li catalyzed his own blasphemy power to the limit, and in the [Dao of Blasphemy], this power was no less than the fivefold stigma.

The Eight Arts of Asura - Wheel Bad Demon Blade!

Compared to the last time I saw it, the power of Gali this time has increased by 3 or 4 times.

This particular Shura woman is already an epic being, and has walked a breathtaking distance on the epic road.

Cangye was not willing to slack off, cooperating with Jiali, and at the same time unleashing his own killing moves.

First Crown Spell: Wind of the Destroyer!

Second crown spell: Whip of God!

The power of wind and thunder intertwined and manifested, and when the furious spell continued to ferment, a third force had already joined in.

Third Crown Spell: Heavenly Punishment Flame!

Flames filled with the light of destruction were wrapped around the wind and thunder, like dragons throwing out their claws, each seizing the authority of the gods of the ancient world, and sending their own heavenly punishment on the mortal world.

The magic power in the body was all consumed, and Cangye intertwined twelve crown spells in a row, and the skill of [Dominating the Throne] was urged to the limit, such a huge spiritual consumption made Cangye's expression more and more pale, and a wisp of red flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The Wheel Bad Demon Blade is used as the main attack, and the Quadruple Wind Thunder Flame Crown Spell is used as a spell, absorbing part of the enemy attack, transforming the part, and integrating some into it to enhance the power, and the eighteen blades are attached to three types of elemental damage.

In the collision between the Demon Blade and the Demon Bird, the more devastating force than before almost completely destroyed the surrounding environment, and the terrible aftermath uprooted the surrounding trees, disintegrated the rock mass, and more than one mountain was shattered, to some extent, this should not have appeared on the epic battlefield, this is enough to be recorded in the mythical war!

Consuming all his mana, the night wields a black knife in one hand, alerting in the smoke of gunpowder for a deadly attack that may appear at any moment.

The strength value has already been full, enough to support Cangye to hit another [Double and Three-Stage Cross Swirling Sword Dance], but that's all.

"Little one, you can still stand up!"

Gari's voice suddenly appeared in Cangye's ears, compared to before, this voice was no longer coquettish and arrogant, revealing a bit of tiredness that Cangye had never heard of.

"You don't feel good either, do you?"

Cangye responded lightly, and at the same time kept approaching the Shura girl according to the positioning of the super brain, and at present, it seems that only the two of them can have a chance of life, although this chance is very slim.

In the blink of an eye, the smoke cleared, and the blood-colored figure stepped on the rubble on the ground and came to the front of Cangye and Jiali.

Bandori lifted his three-headed, six-armed form, and held the Blade in one hand, and several bloody knife wheels swirled around him, creating an eerie and arrogant atmosphere.

The Feitian Prince looked at the two people in front of him indifferently, and his tone was slightly lost:

"It's only half the strength, are you so unbearable?"

"Your Highness, are you rejoicing too soon?"

There seemed to be some kind of determination in the eyes of the smiling and groaning Jiali, the same black flame wrapped around the body, condensing the shape of eight arms, and the devastating crimson lines crawled all over the eight arms, suspended around the black goddess, and the palm of the void seemed to be shaping a new magic soldier.

Seeing this, Bandoli's expression remained unchanged, and the black roulette wheel in the corner of the Honkai was suspended behind him, blooming with darkness enough to devour the light.

Another God-made weapon - Ri Riluo!

Only the demon soldiers that can be used by the blood of the Asura Sun Eater, combined with the Upper Blade, Bandori's hidden strength has been extracted again, although more data can be analyzed, but there is no sense of joy in the night.

Suddenly—

The golden light of the sky flashed, and the brilliant light swept in with a roar of thunder, like a meteor falling, not only cutting off the battle between the paladin and the necromantic monarch, but also blocking the battle of Shura.

Under the flickering golden light, the familiar voice echoed in the ears of the night again—