Chapter 417： The sword of evil, the light is destroyed

The heretical chief referee bowed his head at Xue An, and said respectfully: "Dear lord, your strength is beyond doubt, I would like to be your eternal follower!"

His move caused a blast inside the Bright Church.

The pope, who was seriously injured but not dead, roared in anger, "Francis, you bastard, you betrayed the Supreme God!"

The heretical referee Francis did not refute, but smiled and twisted the hilt of the knife. This cursed blade specially used to kill the light turned a circle in the pope's body.

The severe pain was accompanied by a surge of blood, and soon the Pope lost his vitality.

Then Francis drew out the blade and took a half step back.

As he drew his sword, the pope threw himself and fell to the ground, his face pale, his breath was weak, and he was obviously dead soon.

But even so, the pope still glared at Francis. If his eyes could kill, Francis would be riddled with holes.

Francis didn't care, and smiled slightly: "Betrayed the gods? No! I did not betray! The God of Light has been defeated, and the defeated God is no longer a God!"

With that, Francis bowed respectfully towards Xue An, "Only you... are the supreme **** in this world!"

His move shocked the onlookers.

As for the pope, he has gone to heaven in serious injury and anger.

There are also many middle-level or low-level Guangming congregations on the square. These people have seen the Supreme God of their faith be defeated, and they are already on the verge of collapse.

Now there is another fight at the top, and even the Pope has been killed.

Many people collapsed completely, drew out their knives and committed suicide directly.

But the remaining bright giants didn't mean to die at all. Instead, they looked at each other, and their faces showed hesitation.

Xue looked at him quietly, his face was unhappy, no happiness or anger was visible.

He didn't speak, Francis could only bend down like this.

The atmosphere became serious.

I don't know how long it took, Francis's face gradually seeped a layer of cold sweat, and then dripped on the bluestone slab under his feet.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Xue An's mouth, and said lightly: "I am God?"

Francis was secretly relieved.

He was afraid that Xue An would not say a word. As long as Xue An speaks, it would be easier!

"Yes, my lord!" Francis spoke in pure Chinese.

This is what he has been practicing secretly.

He is a very smart person, and a smart person would never bet everything on one party.

"The Bright Church has a huge industry that is unimaginable in the world, and I am willing to manage all this for Lord God!" Francis whispered.

"It sounds good, but it seems that your colleagues are not reluctant!" Xue An said.

Francis looked up and smiled, "No, they will be willing!"

really.

After seeing Xue An's attitude loosening, the presiding judge and the Paladin of Light looked at each other, then took a step forward and bowed together, "I hope you will be the new god!"

Following the expressions of these giants, their subordinates, as well as many cardinals, lowered their once proud heads.

"May you be a god!"

Behind them is the towering Holy Light Cathedral, which constitutes a rather ironic picture.

Seeing this scene, Fan Mengxue in the distance was a little silly, and said blankly, "This...can it be like this? Even the gods you believe in can be replaced instantly?"

The Titan giant on the side smiled disdainfully, "Is it weird? These light pests have always been like this. In the face of huge interests and lives, the so-called belief is just a high-sounding excuse, they can put aside at any time!

Fan Mengxue was silent.

Anastasia watched quietly, with a flash of worry in her eyes.

As someone who has fought with the Bright Church for thousands of years, she knows these guys too well.

When you are strong, they will do everything possible to please you and treat you as a god.

But when you show signs of weakness, they will become bloodthirsty sharks, swarming and tearing your flesh away.

Many peerless powerhouses did not die on the frontal battlefield, but died humiliatedly and tragically amidst the calculations of the fly camp.

I wonder if you... can you pass this level?

"It sounds good!" Xue An said, slowly walking to Francis standing in the front row.

Francis knelt on the ground without hesitation and gently kissed Xue An's shoes.

"God..."

He didn't say the following words, because a ray of sword light swept past and directly flew his head away.

In mid-air, Francis's face was still frozen with the last trace of shock and incomprehension, as if he did not understand why Xue An wanted to kill him.

"Unfortunately, I don't like it! I don't like it very much!" Xue An said lightly, and the endless sword light gradually emerged, aiming at all the Guangming cultists.

Seeing this scene, the Light Paladin and others trembled, with an incredible expression on their faces.

They couldn't imagine that there would be someone who would refuse the massive wealth and the unparalleled **** position at their fingertips.

"Master God, don't..." The Paladin shouted.

The only response to them was the sword light that rained down.

A layer of light power emerged from the presiding judge, and he wanted to resist, but under the dense sword light, he could only support a few breaths before being swallowed by the sword light.

In contrast, this Paladin has persisted the longest.

The power of light formed a thick layer of armor to resist these sword lights and rushed out of the square at an astonishing speed.

almost!

As long as you rush through this wall, then you are very likely to escape!

The Paladin of Light was secretly happy.

suddenly.

He felt that he had become extremely light, his eyes jumped high, and he could even see the top of the church.

what happened?

He was wondering in his heart, and then he rolled over and saw a headless body standing on the ground.

This corpse seems very familiar!

The Light Paladin thought, and then fell into the eternal darkness.

The sword light rose again.

On the sacred square, corpses were everywhere, and almost all the cultists of the Light were dead.

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Only a few people stood still trembling, their faces pale.

Xue An just used the sword of seeking evil.

As long as you commit the damned crime, then this sword aura will directly kill you.

As for those who did not die, naturally they did not commit heinous sins.

Can look at the few survivors.

Xue An sighed softly, "The so-called bright, but so! Go!"

With Xue An's go, these sword lights formed an indestructible torrent, heading straight to the brilliant buildings that looked exquisite but contained dirt and dirt.

Where the sword flow passed, all the buildings were destroyed!

But for a while, the Guangming State Church was razed to the ground.

The Bright Church has now become history!