Behind Richard, the three Midalen lined up, holding blood-colored holy swords, staring at Michael.

Previously, under the suppression of Midalen's combat version, the four Holy War Angels could only barely support against the three ordinary versions of Midalen. As a result, Richard suddenly abandoned Michael and killed him strongly, how could they have the power to resist?

Now, the situation in the air has changed to that of Richard and the three regular Midalon besieging Michael. Originally, it was one-on-one, and Michael was not Richard's opponent, but now it has become a pair of fours, not to mention the battle situation.

No matter how big the advantage is, Richard does not intend to give Michael enough time to prepare, let alone fight him fairly. On the other hand, Richard was also tired of the Archangel's senseless superiority and pervasive arrogance.

Richard stretched out his hand, and three red rays of light immediately flew out from his body, shining on the three ordinary versions of Midalen.

In an instant, the three Captain Saints who manipulated Midaren found themselves losing control of their bodies. The three Midalen instantly became puppets manipulated by Richard.

Martin, who was in the distance, also noticed this, and frowned slightly, but said nothing. It seems that the hierarchical suppression between the Heavenly Forces, which is very powerful, can simply take over the control of the ordinary version with his fighting posture.

This scene may have been specially shown to Martin by Richard. Only when both sides have equal strength can the friendship be long-lasting and strong.

The three Midaluns quickly surrounded Michael, and then swarmed up and besieged them with all their might. Michael roared in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, he overwhelmed the three Midalens. But that was the only way to go, because Richard hadn't moved yet. Richard didn't move, and Michael didn't dare to use all his strength.

Just when Michael was about to lose his patience, a red light suddenly flashed in front of him! He was shocked in his heart, and immediately slashed at the red light with a sword! Sure enough, from the giant sword, there was a huge shock that made his whole body vibrate, and the inhuman power almost made him unable to hold the giant sword in his hand.

When the red light dissipated, Michael was shocked to find that it was actually the verdict that was holding the giant sword! Could it be that this strange weapon, just in the time of the first battle, had grown to Cheng Dù, who was not afraid of the Holy Flame Giant Sword?

Since a single ruling can block the Holy Flame Greatsword, what about the moonlight?

Michael suddenly felt a slight tingling pain in his abdomen, and hurriedly looked down to see the moonlight in his abdomen. The armor made of heavenly armament could not stop this strange long knife.

"This knife, this knife," Michael seemed to remember something, staring at the moonlight, his face gradually changing, and his mouth open.

"This knife is good!" With a smack, Richard suddenly pulled out the moonlight and looked at Michael coldly.

The archangel stared blankly at the wound in his abdomen, and suddenly his whole body shook, and the wound that was originally just a line suddenly exploded, shooting out a golden rain of blood!

Life is over, and its effects have finally exploded. However, only the life annihilation that absorbed Richard's essence blood had an effect, and the rest failed to take effect on the archangel.

This was the first time that Michael himself had been injured. He stared at the moonlight in Richard's hand, and the hatred in his eyes was even above the ruling! It seemed that he wanted to say something, but Richard didn't intend to give him a chance to breathe, and manipulated the three Midalun's life-and-death attacks!

The battle situation in the sky has suddenly reached the most**!

The archangel let out an unwilling roar, and the golden light lit up again, rising in the sky like the sun. The three Midalen were thrown backwards and were blasted out from a distance. But in their hands, each of them clutched a broken wing of light!

On the moonlight, he was wearing a golden wing. And the Verdict is trying to devour another wing of light.

Michael's whole body was drenched in golden blood, and only a remnant of light wings remained behind him, slowly winging.

Looking at the once six-winged angel, Richard said slowly: "I said, you can't escape." ”

"You are in the company of evil, and you will be ruined in the end" Michael shook his head, and the last of his wings of light turned into streamers. His blood began to burn, and finally a golden flaming meteor appeared in the sky and fell to the earth.

With a loud bang, a dazzling golden fireball ignited on the ground, and thousands of soldiers in the middle of the battle were blown away.

After the fire, a large pit with a radius of tens of meters was left on the battlefield, and the pit was scorched with earth, and there was no more life. The thousands of warriors who fought to the death here, even the knights in costume, were reduced to nothing in the blazing heat.

Richard fell from the sky and stood in the middle of the pit.

At the center of the explosion stood a golden full-body armor, which was the Heavenly Armament: Michael.

The golden armor was covered in tears, scars from the moonlight in the fierce battle. But the helmet of the armor was unscathed, and on the forehead was engraved the emblem of the Lord of Radiance. It seems that this helmet is the core component of the Zuò made by the Lord of Radiance himself.

As long as the core components are not broken, Richard is confident that the rest will be repaired.

Next to Michael, the Archangel's Flame Greatsword is stuck in the earth, and the golden embers are still burning. When Michael's remaining power is exhausted, the flame will be extinguished.

Richard reached through the flames, drew his greatsword, and swung it a few times, sending golden flames flying in all directions, leaving crystallized scorching marks on the scorched earth.

Purely in terms of power, the holy flame produced by the giant sword was almost no worse than the blue liquid fire produced by Richard's blue moon combined with the destruction of Miè's true name. Blue liquid fire has a hint of annihilation, capable of destroying the structure of the substance itself. The Holy Flame, on the other hand, relied on pure heat to cause destruction. When the temperature is high to a certain degree, there are few substances that can resist it.

This Holy Flame Greatsword is a true artifact, and it can be classified as a high-level artifact, perhaps second only to the Holy Robe and the Staff of Light on the Pope's body in terms of power.

It's just that the greatsword is too huge, and the three-meter-long blade is suitable for Michael, but it is too large for humans. But considering its power, this little inconvenience is nothing.

And, outside of the moonlight, Richard finally saw a second piece of equipment with the 'Indestructible' attribute. It was only now that Richard understood that indestructibility was not a very common attribute.

Richard fell from the sky, reached out and tapped on Michael, the heavenly weapon, and then lifted his breastplate. Inside the hollow armor, there was indeed a huge golden crystal floating!

Angel Core!

This is something similar to the demon heart core and the human heart, the core organ that provides energy to the people of the heavenly realm. The angelic core left by Michael is already equivalent to that of the demon lord in terms of energy. If it is measured by the standards of the dragon of eternity and time, it has barely touched the threshold of the second-level sacrifice.

Richard reached out and took out the angelic core, then put it away.

"Heresy, you are blaspheming the relics!" St. Thomas, who was in the distance, saw this scene and couldn't help but roar loudly, so angry that his whole body trembled.

St. Martin's expression was also a little unnatural, but the Pope's face was calm.

But at the feet of the Pope, the bodies of cardinals and cardinals are everywhere. Lufeld reached out and grabbed the corner of the pope's robe, his eyes widened, and he refused to look at him even if he died.

The cardinal, who has already entered the legend, is not yet more than 100 years old this year. Although the life of a sorcerer is much shorter than that of an ordinary legendary powerhouse, he has at least two hundred years to live. Among the legendary powerhouses, Lu Feide still has a broad room for improvement, and he also has ambitions that match his strength.

If it weren't for the appearance of St. Martin, according to the past practice of the Church of Light, Lufeld would have been enough to take the Staff of Light in the hands of the Pope.

But now, all the qiē is over.

St. Thomas tried to rush over, but was entangled by Senma. The entire battlefield is suppressed by Richard's Midalen combat version, and although it is impossible for Semir to defeat this veteran legendary paladin, it is still possible to entangle him.

Richard put away the ruling and moonlight, held the Holy Flame Greatsword, and slowly injected his power into it. The blood-colored lines on Midalen's combat version lit up again, and the flames on the Holy Flame Greatsword gradually turned into blood-colored flames. Only then did Richard turn his head to St. Thomas, and Midalen's mask was indifferent and calm.

Richard stretched out his left hand, sketched a portal in the air, and walked in, disappearing.

St. Thomas watched this scene in amazement, and only after a moment did he suddenly react, Richard is a legendary mage!

The same portal crept up behind the paladin, and Richard stepped out of the portal and slashed St. Thomas in the head with a sword!

The blood-colored flame turned into a furious wave, drowning the paladin in an instant.

When the flames passed, everyone saw Thomas holding his spear and holding the blood-flame greatsword that Richard had slashed off from his head. But the blood-colored flames had already rushed through his body, and the paladin's face was pale, and his beard was constantly trembling, desperately resisting the tremendous power coming from the giant sword.

The silver war horse under his crotch suddenly let out a mournful roar, his limbs weakened, and he collapsed to the ground, his whole body skeleton shattered! This war horse, which had followed St. Thomas for more than a hundred years, could not resist Richard's power from ancient Akmund and was crushed to death.

St. Thomas screamed in mourning, but the screaming stopped abruptly! The spear in Sema's hand had pierced the back of his heart, the tip of the spear peeking through his chest. The Blood Paladin held his gun in both hands, gritted his teeth, and desperately sent his whole body fighting qi into St. Thomas's body, shattering all his internal organs into meat sauce!

Richard withdrew the giant sword, looked at the paladin who was still in his original fighting posture, sighed, and said, "I said, this is a blood feud between life and death, so let's start with you!"

St. Thomas's throat moved, but he couldn't say a word.

Semir withdrew his hands and pulled out his spear. St. Thomas's last remaining life force was rapidly drained, and his body slowly collapsed into the dust.

The war is over.

Richard raised his head and calmly looked at the Pope standing above the Light.

PS: It is said that everyone wants to watch the big war for one day. Look, it's over.

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