Chapter 1086 Praise the King

After the correction was launched, the holy flames lingering on the Sword of Judgment dimmed significantly.

It seemed to be about to go out.

However, this state only lasted for less than half a second.

The holy flames that were about to go out ignited again, even more fiercely than before.

The dazzling flames illuminated half of the Holy City.

The residents of the Holy City, who had been mentally polluted, were now restored to normal under the cover of the holy light.

Seeing this, Dante's heart suddenly tightened, and an extremely depressed emotion spread from the depths of his heart.

He looked at the angel standing in the void with a solemn look.

Without any hesitation, he launched the correction again.

His target of correction was still the flame emitting a sacred breath.

Because he knew that the holy flame was the main means of attack of the angel.

All judgments were made through the holy flame.

In fact, Dante did not understand the composition of the holy flame.

He was forcing the correction.

This behavior was essentially a competition between powers.

It is not only through hurting the other party that the divinity can be worn away.

The most direct means is to compete for authority.

Using authority requires consumption of divinity.

And the competition of authority consumes the divinity of both parties together.

Until the divinity of one party is exhausted.

Or the other party chooses to retreat and suffers a huge loss of divinity.

Dante still knows something about the details of the angel.

The time when he and the angel were promoted to gods is not much different.

Theoretically, the total amount of divinity of the two should be similar.

And the speed of divinity improvement is directly related to the spiritual power of the creature.

In other words, Dante is ready to compete with this angel in talent.

So in this case, the holy flame on the Sword of Judgment began to flicker.

But the angel's means are obviously not limited to this.

While the two were competing for authority, a large number of members of the Knights of Ashes poured out of the main hall on the side.

Those mithril armors, under the flickering holy light, reflected the dark blue light.

There were dense runes flashing on them.

Those tadpole-sized runes seemed to come alive.

They floated on the surface of the armor, squirming and connecting together.

In just a moment, those runes formed something like a chain, only as thick as wool.

Each member of the Ash Knights had such a chain on his head.

The ends of the chain gathered in the air.

Finally, the angel grabbed it in his hand.

She held the sword in one hand and the chains in the other.

Then there was a "crash".

A brilliant blue light burst out from the chain.

While Dante was still analyzing the other party's situation.

The holy flame on the Sword of Judgment flowed down the angel's white arm like water.

In just a moment, it enveloped her whole body.

The sacred flame that enveloped the angel turned into a fiery red armor.

And the angel in armor reached its peak at this moment.

The aura that originally belonged to the gods was now changing to an unknown level.

"So strong!"

Dante exclaimed in his heart.

He had never thought that the angel was so powerful.

However, Dante did not feel any fear because of the growth of the other party's aura.

It took only half a second for Dante to figure out the key.

The angel borrowed the power of faith.

And the source of these beliefs was provided by the one thousand members of the Ash Knights.

Perhaps there was also the blessing of the mithril armor.

Dante narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes gradually became solemn.

He had the power of faith before.

Moreover, in terms of number, he was definitely not inferior to the angels.

Even so, his statue still stood on the square in the center of the holy city.

It's just that he gave up the power of the 'tyrant'.

Even so, Dante still planned to give it a try.

So he crossed his arms over his chest and said solemnly:

"Kneel down!"

This shout was like the morning bell and evening drum, constantly echoing over the entire holy city.

The next second, the residents of the holy city were startled.

They knew who the voice belonged to.

The departed king of the holy city.

Dante had not been away from the holy city for long.

Perhaps the residual heat had not yet dissipated.

The first moment they heard this shout, the residents of the holy city knelt down unconsciously.

Low moans sounded in every corner of the city.

"Praise the king!"

At the same time, in the square directly in front of the main hall.

The demon statue suddenly burst into a dazzling red light.

A huge amount of faith power rushed towards Dante.

At this moment, Dante felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Countless red lines appeared in his sight.

These lines were like tentacles, flying randomly over the sky of the holy city.

Especially above the statue that belonged to him, the tentacle was extremely thick, like a constantly twisting skyscraper.

To be honest, this was the first time that Dante used the power of faith.

These powers of faith had been accumulated for a long time.

The statue was like a power bank, storing the power of faith generated by the believers through prayer.

At this time, Morati, who was standing on Dante's shoulder, suddenly said: "It seems that the residents of the Holy City approve of what you have done.

Although you are no longer the savior in the prophecy.

But in their eyes, you are the savior.

Because you have given them the power to live and let them live like a human being.

These powers of faith can increase your divinity in a short period of time.

But they are disposable consumables.

It's a pity to use them here."

Hearing this, Dante said without hesitation: "Finish this first!"

So, he launched the correction again.

In this filthy world, there should be no holy light to illuminate the world.

This phenomenon is unreasonable.

However, just before the "correction" was launched.

The angel seemed to feel something.

A light shout came out of her mouth.

"On behalf of Allah, I will judge your sins!"

Just at this time, a red flame passed by the horizon.

Look at Dante again.

After he launched the "correction", his brows frowned.

Because the holy light on the angel was not extinguished.

On the contrary, the violently beating holy flame showed no sign of extinguishing.

Just as Dante was puzzled.

The red flame had already reached him.

In just a moment, his whole body was wrapped in golden flames.

And at some point, a giant cross appeared behind him.

The height of the cross was a thousand meters.

Dante's body was tied up by the chains on the cross.

It was for this reason that Dante could not move.

Strangely, Dante, who was wrapped in the holy flame, did not feel even a trace of pain.