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Chapter 1239
chapter 0522 part 1
Chapter 508: Severe Injury, Divine Thunder
Although these angels were merely products cultivated by Tang Song using the power of faith, they lacked spiritual intelligence and couldn't compare to the veteran angels in Heaven who had existed for thousands of years.
However, these artificial angels each possessed strength at least at the Forming the Core, or even Nascent Soul Realm. These angels gathered around Deckard.
Deckard waved his hand, and holy light flickered everywhere. Following the method of controlling Dao Soldiers taught by Tang Song, he merged his consciousness with the surrounding angels. As the three hundred angels flapped their wings, they formed the Golden Crow Great Array.
This Golden Crow Great Array was actually part of the Garbhadhatu Mandala Formation. This Formation was naturally inherited from Mahavairocana Buddha! As the Golden Crow Formation was deployed, streaks of holy light containing solar true fire filled the area around Deckard. The strength of the three hundred angel Dao Soldiers merged into Deckard's divine soul, instantly causing the strength of this Inquisitor of the Heavenly Court Tribunal to surge dramatically!
With the empowerment of hundreds of angels upon him, Deckard felt a surge of vigorous strength inside his body, ready to burst forth. A pair of wings made of silver blazing flames even extended from his back!
Feeling this strength, Deckard's face was filled with unconcealable excitement. That's right, this was the strength of a god!
The reason he was fighting so desperately was to prove his value to Tang Song. He wanted to become a true god! And this grace was right before his eyes. He felt as if Tang Song's gaze was fixed on his body.
Deckard's mind stirred. The silver wings on his back flapped, carrying him across layers of Formation Space almost instantaneously. In just the blink of an eye, he arrived before Acha, who was currently wreaking havoc.
"Evil God! In the name of the Inquisitor of the Heavenly Court Tribunal, I declare that today you shall be judged!"
Deckard unleashed his full strength. Behind him, an angel projection nearly a thousand meters tall even appeared. He roared, and a white sound wave spread out from his mouth, causing the surrounding The Void to shake violently.
Under the operation of the Golden Crow Great Array, the hundreds of Dao Soldier angels poured all their holy power onto Deckard without reservation, allowing him to temporarily possess strength close to that of a Sky Father.
The silver cross sword in his hand, trailing a streak of holy light flames, blasted directly towards Acha.
Even though Acha's strength was one realm higher than Deckard's with the Dao Soldiers' empowerment, she was ultimately severely injured. Under his sneak attack, the magic power within her body also stagnated for a moment. The extreme yang holy flame true fire contained within the sword light, as it erupted, burned her sleeve completely black, and her skin emitted a burnt smell.
Acha was furious. An azure longsword flashed in her Right Hand, letting out a sword roar as it met Deckard's attack.
"Clang!"
A blinding light accompanied by a deafening sound echoed through The Void. The next second, Deckard was sent flying backward, his hands covered in blood! The silver longsword in his hand was shattered into countless fragments by Acha's single sword strike.
"Pfft!" Acha swung her sword, sending Deckard flying, but she herself spat out a mouthful of golden blood.
She raised her left arm. A sword scar extended from her elbow all the way to her wrist. Blood was constantly dripping from the wound. White blazing flames continuously burned the golden blood water gushing from the wound.
Acha reached out and covered her left arm. A stream of black qi magic power surged from her Right Hand, constantly extinguishing the white flames on her arm. Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Streaks of white smoke rose from between her fingers at the wound on her fair arm. From Acha's tightly furrowed eyebrows, it was clear that it must be very painful!
Strike while she's ill, take her life! Although Deckard was a member of The Church, the Inquisition was a place whose nature was best understood by the dark creatures sent to the Pyre and the scientists of the Middle Ages.
In the eyes of these Executioners, there was no such thing as pity. As for cherishing and protecting women, the ones most often tied to the Pyre in the Middle Ages were Witches.
Seeing his enemy injured, Deckard had no intention of showing any mercy. He flapped his wings, his wings on his back beating, carrying a streak of streaking light as he prepared to kill Acha again.
Acha, however, felt her zangfu organs churning at this moment. After repeated severe injuries, her body could no longer withstand these continuous impacts. However, seeing Deckard attack again, the Underworld King who had ruled the Underworld for thousands of years flashed a fierce gaze in her eyes. She fiercely spat a mouthful of natal vital qi onto the sword hairpin before her.
The two ruby gemstones decorating the sword hilt of the sword hairpin suddenly shot out ten thousand rays of radiance. The entire sword seemed to come alive, instantly transforming into an azure giant dragon over a hundred meters long, letting out a deafening dragon's roar. The giant dragon opened its massive mouth, its winding dragon body, and pounced fiercely towards Deckard.
Deckard looked at the charging giant dragon and dared not be careless. He channeled his full strength. His flame wings on his back flapped, forming a Flame Storm Sword Qi that stretched for hundreds of meters.
Facing this scorching flame storm, the azure giant dragon opened its massive mouth. From within its mouth, it spat out a black light. Wrapped within the black mist was a small azure orb.
The orb, emitting black mist, fiercely collided with the Flame Storm Sword Qi. A sound like tearing cloth rang out, and the flame storm unleashed by Deckard was directly pierced through by the azure orb.
The orb, wrapped in black light, arrived before Deckard in an instant. Its speed was so fast that Deckard had no time to dodge and was grazed by the black light as it flew past his legs.
A burst of bone-corroding white smoke erupted, and Deckard's legs were severed at the root.
His lower body was instantly dissolved by the black light, the wound as smooth as a mirror, covered in a layer of black energy. The extremely corrosive force of the black energy was continuously devouring his body.
"Roar!"
The azure giant dragon opened its mouth, wanting to retrieve its inner core again. Seeing Deckard's body reduced to half, the fierce gaze in its eyes intensified. It extended a claw and grabbed towards the severely injured and dying Deckard.
Deckard opened his mouth and swallowed a medicinal pill. Feeling the gradually weakening holy light empowerment within his body, and looking at the azure orb, he hardened his heart. He gathered all the strength within his body, completely disregarding the giant dragon's attacking claws. With a flap of his flame wings on his back, countless arrows formed by white sacred fire flames shot out like an arrow rain, overwhelming the azure orb.
Rip!
In a blinding white light, the azure orb, which was the natal inner core of the azure dragon that had transformed into the sword hairpin, was pierced, burned, exploded, and shattered into pieces by countless white sacred flames.
Amidst the earth-shattering dragon's roar, the azure giant dragon's figure glowed, and it directly transformed back into an azure longsword. However, the longsword, which had originally shone with treasure light, was now dim and covered in rust.
The azure giant dragon was severely injured. Acha, who had used her natal vital qi to assist its transformation, was connected to it by vital energy and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, falling rapidly towards the ground like a stone.
A figure, trailing a streak of streaking light, quickly rushed towards her. Chi You wrapped an arm around Acha, holding her in his embrace. Looking at his severely injured and dying sister with a pale complexion, Chi You's blood-red single eye fiercely fixed on Deckard, the culprit.
Deckard was not faring well either at this moment. He was held in the azure dragon's claw, and in addition, he had endured the force of the inner core's explosion at close range. The immense energy had hit his body squarely. His body was like it had been bombarded by heavy artillery, his chest bone completely shattered, a soft mess. Several angels were carefully treating him with all their might, sprinkling holy light. Chi You was furious. He hadn't expected that just after dealing with those annoying birdmen blocking his path, his sister would be severely injured here.
Chapter 508: Severe Injury, Divine Thunder
Although these angels were merely products cultivated by Tang Song using the power of faith, they lacked spiritual intelligence and couldn't compare to the veteran angels in Heaven who had existed for thousands of years.
However, these artificial angels each possessed strength at least at the Forming the Core, or even Nascent Soul Realm. These angels gathered around Deckard.
Deckard waved his hand, and holy light flickered everywhere. Following the method of controlling Dao Soldiers taught by Tang Song, he merged his consciousness with the surrounding angels. As the three hundred angels flapped their wings, they formed the Golden Crow Great Array.
This Golden Crow Great Array was actually part of the Garbhadhatu Mandala Formation. This Formation was naturally inherited from Mahavairocana Buddha! As the Golden Crow Formation was deployed, streaks of holy light containing solar true fire filled the area around Deckard. The strength of the three hundred angel Dao Soldiers merged into Deckard's divine soul, instantly causing the strength of this Inquisitor of the Heavenly Court Tribunal to surge dramatically!
With the empowerment of hundreds of angels upon him, Deckard felt a surge of vigorous strength inside his body, ready to burst forth. A pair of wings made of silver blazing flames even extended from his back!
Feeling this strength, Deckard's face was filled with unconcealable excitement. That's right, this was the strength of a god!
The reason he was fighting so desperately was to prove his value to Tang Song. He wanted to become a true god! And this grace was right before his eyes. He felt as if Tang Song's gaze was fixed on his body.
Deckard's mind stirred. The silver wings on his back flapped, carrying him across layers of Formation Space almost instantaneously. In just the blink of an eye, he arrived before Acha, who was currently wreaking havoc.
"Evil God! In the name of the Inquisitor of the Heavenly Court Tribunal, I declare that today you shall be judged!"
Deckard unleashed his full strength. Behind him, an angel projection nearly a thousand meters tall even appeared. He roared, and a white sound wave spread out from his mouth, causing the surrounding The Void to shake violently.
Under the operation of the Golden Crow Great Array, the hundreds of Dao Soldier angels poured all their holy power onto Deckard without reservation, allowing him to temporarily possess strength close to that of a Sky Father.
The silver cross sword in his hand, trailing a streak of holy light flames, blasted directly towards Acha.
Even though Acha's strength was one realm higher than Deckard's with the Dao Soldiers' empowerment, she was ultimately severely injured. Under his sneak attack, the magic power within her body also stagnated for a moment. The extreme yang holy flame true fire contained within the sword light, as it erupted, burned her sleeve completely black, and her skin emitted a burnt smell.
Acha was furious. An azure longsword flashed in her Right Hand, letting out a sword roar as it met Deckard's attack.
"Clang!"
A blinding light accompanied by a deafening sound echoed through The Void. The next second, Deckard was sent flying backward, his hands covered in blood! The silver longsword in his hand was shattered into countless fragments by Acha's single sword strike.
"Pfft!" Acha swung her sword, sending Deckard flying, but she herself spat out a mouthful of golden blood.
She raised her left arm. A sword scar extended from her elbow all the way to her wrist. Blood was constantly dripping from the wound. White blazing flames continuously burned the golden blood water gushing from the wound.
Acha reached out and covered her left arm. A stream of black qi magic power surged from her Right Hand, constantly extinguishing the white flames on her arm. Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Streaks of white smoke rose from between her fingers at the wound on her fair arm. From Acha's tightly furrowed eyebrows, it was clear that it must be very painful!
Strike while she's ill, take her life! Although Deckard was a member of The Church, the Inquisition was a place whose nature was best understood by the dark creatures sent to the Pyre and the scientists of the Middle Ages.
In the eyes of these Executioners, there was no such thing as pity. As for cherishing and protecting women, the ones most often tied to the Pyre in the Middle Ages were Witches.
Seeing his enemy injured, Deckard had no intention of showing any mercy. He flapped his wings, his wings on his back beating, carrying a streak of streaking light as he prepared to kill Acha again.
Acha, however, felt her zangfu organs churning at this moment. After repeated severe injuries, her body could no longer withstand these continuous impacts. However, seeing Deckard attack again, the Underworld King who had ruled the Underworld for thousands of years flashed a fierce gaze in her eyes. She fiercely spat a mouthful of natal vital qi onto the sword hairpin before her.
The two ruby gemstones decorating the sword hilt of the sword hairpin suddenly shot out ten thousand rays of radiance. The entire sword seemed to come alive, instantly transforming into an azure giant dragon over a hundred meters long, letting out a deafening dragon's roar. The giant dragon opened its massive mouth, its winding dragon body, and pounced fiercely towards Deckard.
Deckard looked at the charging giant dragon and dared not be careless. He channeled his full strength. His flame wings on his back flapped, forming a Flame Storm Sword Qi that stretched for hundreds of meters.
Facing this scorching flame storm, the azure giant dragon opened its massive mouth. From within its mouth, it spat out a black light. Wrapped within the black mist was a small azure orb.
The orb, emitting black mist, fiercely collided with the Flame Storm Sword Qi. A sound like tearing cloth rang out, and the flame storm unleashed by Deckard was directly pierced through by the azure orb.
The orb, wrapped in black light, arrived before Deckard in an instant. Its speed was so fast that Deckard had no time to dodge and was grazed by the black light as it flew past his legs.
A burst of bone-corroding white smoke erupted, and Deckard's legs were severed at the root.
His lower body was instantly dissolved by the black light, the wound as smooth as a mirror, covered in a layer of black energy. The extremely corrosive force of the black energy was continuously devouring his body.
"Roar!"
The azure giant dragon opened its mouth, wanting to retrieve its inner core again. Seeing Deckard's body reduced to half, the fierce gaze in its eyes intensified. It extended a claw and grabbed towards the severely injured and dying Deckard.
Deckard opened his mouth and swallowed a medicinal pill. Feeling the gradually weakening holy light empowerment within his body, and looking at the azure orb, he hardened his heart. He gathered all the strength within his body, completely disregarding the giant dragon's attacking claws. With a flap of his flame wings on his back, countless arrows formed by white sacred fire flames shot out like an arrow rain, overwhelming the azure orb.
Rip!
In a blinding white light, the azure orb, which was the natal inner core of the azure dragon that had transformed into the sword hairpin, was pierced, burned, exploded, and shattered into pieces by countless white sacred flames.
Amidst the earth-shattering dragon's roar, the azure giant dragon's figure glowed, and it directly transformed back into an azure longsword. However, the longsword, which had originally shone with treasure light, was now dim and covered in rust.
The azure giant dragon was severely injured. Acha, who had used her natal vital qi to assist its transformation, was connected to it by vital energy and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, falling rapidly towards the ground like a stone.
A figure, trailing a streak of streaking light, quickly rushed towards her. Chi You wrapped an arm around Acha, holding her in his embrace. Looking at his severely injured and dying sister with a pale complexion, Chi You's blood-red single eye fiercely fixed on Deckard, the culprit.
Deckard was not faring well either at this moment. He was held in the azure dragon's claw, and in addition, he had endured the force of the inner core's explosion at close range. The immense energy had hit his body squarely. His body was like it had been bombarded by heavy artillery, his chest bone completely shattered, a soft mess. Several angels were carefully treating him with all their might, sprinkling holy light. Chi You was furious. He hadn't expected that just after dealing with those annoying birdmen blocking his path, his sister would be severely injured here.
