Capítulo 858: Chapter 722: Transformation Spell and Rabbit
Boom boom boom!
The terrifying commotion, almost without pause, echoed within the Earthly Divine Kingdom, in the already ruined Huntington Mountains. It was the collision of two “lights,” each representing a Dominator-level God.
All the characters on the stage entered a strange standoff of exhaustion, keeping a distance from those two lights, trying not to interfere with their combat.
Of course, also to avoid “getting hit”.
Despite the power dynamics, be it the other powerful figures of the Bright Church or the nurous strong mbers of the Evil God Organization, if they were to attack together, either Tang Qi or the Pope would have difficulty resisting. However, due to individual power disparities, this scene is unlikely to occur.
The church and the Evil God Organization ford a standoff.
And Tang Qi, the “Molten Furnace Witch King,” peculiarly seed to have taken the side of chaos and evil, becoming the opponent of the new Pope.
Both tacitly engaged in close combat without casting any magic.
Perhaps because their powers had reached the extremity of a Demigod, once they entered the killing rhythm, they both lost the chance to cast spells.
This fierce and hearty battle, if not for the guardian of the Earthly Divine Kingdom, the ground would have already been shattered by the two. Under the eyes of all the spectators, the battle gradually entered a rather strange rhythm.
At the start, everyone could see clearly.
Tang Qi, the Molten Furnace Witch King, always aid to approach the Evil God known as “Takakensitan,” with an intention that was self-evident.
He wanted to disrupt the church’s plan, to sacrifice this shattered god of hate and chaos to the Master of the Crucible first.
If he succeeded, all the glory and radiance of tonight would be taken by him.
Unfortunately, it seems that Pope Mario, who could borrow power from Charles I, was slightly stronger than Tang Qi, persistently entangling with Tang Qi, preventing his approach, making it impossible for him to perform the sacrifice.
As the two were still entangled, suddenly from the depths of the Earthly Divine Kingdom.
“Roar!”
A roar of extre pain echoed across the battlefield.
All eyes were drawn to it, simultaneously seeing that the “Chomping Mouth” that existed within Takakensitan shattered at this mont.
The spectators collectively realized:
It’s over!
The will of the Light Dominator has triumphed over the Horror Devourer, the latter was defeated, and its only surviving Subordinate God is about to be transford into a god of the Light Camp.
For All Spirits, the most unbearable humiliation is about to fall on this Dominator-level God known as the Devourer.
At the sa ti, everyone reacted.
The victory and defeat here have been decided, and Tang Qi, the Molten Furnace Witch King, is imdiately in a perilous situation.
Even though he is the first Molten Furnace Witch King of the New Era, he cannot possibly confront an entire Light Camp, an Angel King, or even a part of the will of the Light Dominator.
The best outco is to flee now.
Although he did not disrupt the church’s plan, he took away part of the radiance, and that was enough.
The spectators thought this way, and so did Tang Qi.
“Boom”
Within the battlefield, using another collision, Tang Qi turned into a golden fla, swiftly fleeing beyond the Earthly Divine Kingdom.
Before leaving, he didn’t forget to leave behind a taunt.
“Goodbye to you, handso Dancing Man, obviously, you cannot make feel pain.”
The ground, the once again taunted Pope, held his head high, still maintaining that noble and dignified deanor, under the astonished gazes of the spectators, and instead of the expected Anger, the corner of the Pope’s mouth revealed an incredibly perfect, charming curve.
Similarly, it was also a mocking smile.
Without waiting for the crowd to ponder, the majestic body of Angel King Charles I appeared again. He handed over two items with each hand, the road staff engraved with mysterious symbols, the incredibly noble Golden Balance, both Divine Artifacts simultaneously fell into the Pope’s hands.
The next mont, an incomparably majestic and vast voice resounded.
“The Master says, the despicable shall not see the road ahead clearly.”
“The Master says, the despicable must be Judged.”
Just as Tang Qi was about to leave the Earthly Divine Kingdom, the terrifying power belonging to the Molten Furnace Witch King was unleashed without restraint. Yet, at this mont, when he heard those two voices, an unbelievable and terrifying change occurred to him.
His eyes suddenly beca misty, and a sense of imnse chaos emanated from his body, forcing him to pause.
Before he could recover, his body appeared atop the Golden Balance, and the enormous balance began to shift direction unstoppably.
“The Master says, the despicable shall be judged, feel the pain.”
As Tang Qi regained his footing, beneath him was Takakensitan, who was on the brink of complete transformation.
Before him, stood the perfectly handso Holy Father, who had once again transford into a charming gentleman, holding a Judgnt Sword, smiling as he thrust it towards Tang Qi’s heart.
At that mont, all the audience was dumbfounded.
No one expected that the Pope, who had been powerless against Tang Qi, would suddenly release the power of three Divine Artifacts in succession.
He forcibly dragged back the Molten Furnace Witch King who was about to escape, and in front of the audience, was about to pierce Tang Qi’s body with the Holy Sword, fulfilling what he initially declared.
“The shattered, hateful, and chaotic God was forcibly transford, and the Legendary Human Wizard who once brought sha to the Church was punished… The Bright Church succeeded. They proved that even in the New Era, they remain the strongest Extraordinary Organization.”
This thought surged in everyone’s mind.
Except in the highest heaven, on the “Fool’s Ship” drenched in moonlight and undetectable, forty lter Wizards exchanged glances, feeling the extra, complete Sun rit within their “ruins of darkness,” a gift from their leader.
All forty of them rose simultaneously, with an almost identical look on their faces, the kind of excitent peculiar to lter Wizards just before they embark on a suicidal endeavor.
Below in the Bright Kingdom, as Tang Qi was about to be pierced by the Holy Sword, neither the Pope nor the audience could detect panic or anger on his face.
On the contrary, they once again witnessed that familiar, infuriatingly ironic smile.
Even the Pope at close range saw Tang Qi, the despicable one, deliberately wink at him and say with a smile, “I’ve been waiting for this mont just like you. After all, Takakensitan is a Divine True Form descending into the world, only when He is extrely weakened can I perform the sacrifice.”
“For instance… now.”
“Boom!”
An indescribable sense of crisis erupted like a flood, as Pope Chuck Mario accelerated the thrust of the Holy Sword into Tang Qi’s body, while his eyes also reflected the state of Takakensitan at this mont.
This God of shattered, hate, and chaos, besides being imnsely domineering at the start, had since been tornted, first devoured by His Sovereign, and then forcibly transford by the will of the Lord of Light.
He maintained that imnsely massive body, but the divine suture lines covering Him were no longer pitch-black and filthy, instead, they had turned gray and transparent, shifting towards sanctity, a process that required ti, during which, as Tang Qi had said, He was extrely weak.
So weak that He couldn’t even sustain himself, collapsing like a towering mountain of flesh within the Bright Kingdom.
Pope Chuck Mario finally realized sothing, unable to maintain his perfect gentleman deanor any longer.
The rules of ti seed to beco chaotic at that mont, and he saw an unbelievable scene:
The Judgnt Sword that was supposed to have pierced Tang Qi’s heart by now was inexplicably blocked by a thin layer of Light Film.
Instinctively, he wanted to unleash all the power he possessed.
He understood now, he had made a fatal error.
This new Pope with extraordinary experiences, who maintained noble dignity even when facing a true Evil God, for the first ti displayed a visible look of terror in his eyes.
But before he could go mad, Tang Qi suddenly moved closer.
The power of witchcraft cast by his Avatar was insufficient, so at that mont he linked with his True Form.
In a distant land, the real Tang Qi, a “Pseudo Sovereign” hidden on the battlefield, took a black hand against the Bright Church’s new Pope.
“This is my unique gift.”
In the midst of chaos, the Pope suddenly heard these strange words.
Imdiately following, a voice even more terrifying to him sounded again.
“Transformation Spell!”
A blindingly bright Radiance suddenly fell upon Chuck Mario Christopher, the Pope.
An unexpected twist unfathomable to all the spectators occurred.
The scene they anticipated, of Tang Qi being pierced by the Holy Sword, did not unfold. What happened instead was that the perfect and charming Pope, upon being struck by a beam of light, began transforming into an animal.
He started to shrink, crouch down, and soft, snow-white fur sprouted over his skin. His eyes turned crimson, his lips split apart, and pristine, white teeth erged… was he turning into a rabbit?
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