Chapter 143: Draw the Sword and Fight with God (Subscribe)

On the island, as the Demon God of Li fell silent, the monsters that followed him out of the seal also stood frozen in place, as if they had been cast a restraining spell.

And this also left room for breathing for the people on the outlying islands who were facing the disaster.

The change came too quickly and urgently, leaving them no time to prepare.

The people who survived looked up at the light screen high in the sky, with an indescribable emotion in their eyes.

Holy duel ground.

The bright golden brilliance is projected from the "artifact - the sacred scale" at a high place, like the light mist after a rain, hazy, with holiness and beauty.

The fine flames on the summoning circle disappeared with the wind. Ryan slowly raised his head and looked at the opposite Pope Libra.

"Oh it's you……"

The old man wearing a crown that symbolized the "peak of divine power" could not hear the emotion or anger in his tone. He squinted his eyes slightly: "Being able to defeat the priests of the Ancient God Society, your strength is indeed worthy of praise."

"but……"

"Is this how you dare to challenge me?"

With the last words, Pope Libra looked at the pale and weak-looking Fire Witch Miranella on the pillar.

In this regard, the Fire Witch Miranla did not speak, but just smiled faintly.

"Stab-"

The sound of the air tearing suddenly sounded, and the blood-colored streamer cut through the sky. Countless falling golden brilliance was caught in it, forming a "shooting star" intertwined with blood and gold.

Behind Pope Libra, a huge foxtail from the remains of Li Shen was raised to protect him in front of him.

"Crack!"

Purple blood splashed like flowers blooming in mid-air. Seeing the blood-colored spiral spear that penetrated the foxtail protection and was less than half a meter away from his eyebrows, Pope Libra's eyes changed for the first time.

"This is the breath of the relics of the gods..."

The look he looked at Ryan became solemn and no longer looked down upon.

The golden scepter materialized little by little and was held in his hand: "I underestimated you."

Ryan put down his hand, a solemn look in his eyes.

This was the first time he had seen something that could not be completely penetrated by the "Spear of Blood".

Although this attack was only a tentative attack and not a full-blooded "Spear of Blood", Pope Libra did not take it seriously either. A glimpse of the enemy's power could be seen.

Ryan's eyes fell on the giant fox behind Pope Libra, and at the same time, the voice of the Fire Witch Miranla appeared in his ears.

The same gentle and magnetic voice as "Red Kite".

"This is the source of the disaster sealed by the underground labyrinth of the remote island - the remains of the Demon God of Li, Ancient Hermes."

"The divine power of the Demon God of Li, Ancient Hermes, is rebirth, which means the ability to recover from near-death."

"Sealed for thousands of years, the soul and godhead of the Demon God of Li have long since disintegrated under the ravages of time, leaving only the remains of an empty body. But even so, it still has the ability to regenerate the body beyond the reach of mortals."

"The Ancient God Society's favorite thing to do is to search for places where these demon gods have been sealed all over the world, and to release the sealed demon gods in them."

"Through this method, believers of the Ancient God Society can gain power comparable to legend."

“But everything in this world has a price.”

"The near-immortality of regeneration also requires strong spiritual support."

"The recovery time of Li Shen's remains is short, and its spirituality is not as good as Wan Yi's in its heyday. In this case, as long as its 'core' is defeated, it can be destroyed."

"As for where the 'core' is, you need to find it yourself."

The seemingly long words were actually transmitted to Ryan's ears in a very short time by the Fire Witch Miranla in a special way.

Ryan's eyes changed slightly. The divine power of Li Shen's remains reminded him of the men in black robes he met before: "Can the ancient gods..."

Opposite, Pope Libra held the golden scepter, and the majestic spirituality surged around him. It was obviously only the third level limit, but it gave Ryan the feeling of surpassing the previous "Skeleton Knight".

“God says: Everything in this world is measurable.”

Pious chants came from the mouth of Pope Libra, and the diffuse golden light formed beating golden lightning around him.

"Divine Punishment·Heavenly Thunder Domain!"

Pope Libra thrust his scepter into the ground hard, and in an instant, the golden arc pulse spread out, covering the entire sacred duel field.

Ryan raised his hand, and a "blood core" was on his shoulder, expanding the "blood barrier".

A large number of fine golden lightnings danced on the "blood barrier". It was foreseeable that once affected by these golden lightnings, his actions would inevitably be restricted in some way.

The color on the "blood core" dimmed at a uniform and slow speed. Ryan estimated that it could only last for a minute at most.

Pope Libra's eyes fell on the dark gold blood-patterned gloves worn by Ryan. His eyes were full of greed and desire: "How can a mere mortal be worthy of tarnishing the relics of the gods?"

"die!"

Amidst the roar, the scepter in Pope Libra's hand moved forward a little. In the next moment, above Ryan's head, golden light woven into a pattern of scales, and then, golden thunder and lightning suddenly fell.

"Crackling..."

The lightning beam fell to the ground, forming a huge, charred and terrifying pit.

At the edge of the giant pit, Ryan's eyes were heavy.

Naturally, his speed cannot be faster than thunder and lightning. It's just that before the thunder and lightning fall, he detects the impact point through perception and avoids it in advance.

"Boom——!"

Ryan exerted force with his legs, and his body disappeared in an instant, leaving only a spider web-like crack spreading.

At the side of Pope Libra, Ryan's body emerged, and the greatsword slashed down. The high-speed flowing spirituality formed a faint arc light on the sword.

Facing the incoming melee slash, Pope Libra's eyes were calm, and he didn't even move. Before Ryan's greatsword touched Pope Libra's body, he heard the sound of air explosion beside his ears.

Two huge purple fox tails, one on the left and one on the right, swept towards his body.

Even if it was reduced to a "mini" posture, each fox tail was several meters high and more than 20 meters long. Ryan's height of less than two meters was like a tiny mosquito in front of such a giant tail.

The whimpering of the wind reached his heart, and Ryan's eyes were as heavy as ice, and the greatsword in his hand still slashed down without the slightest hesitation.

"Bang!"

The tails of two giant foxes fell on the "blood barrier", causing fine cracks on its surface. The color of the "blood core" suddenly dimmed, but it still persisted tenaciously and did not break completely.

The black and yellow sword with burning spirituality fell down, about to hit the body of Pope Libra.

The Pope Libra was surprised by the solidity of the "blood barrier". He raised his head slightly, and his dark pupils reflected the slashed sword, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Ding--"

With a light sound, the black and yellow sword stopped when it was ten centimeters away from the top of Pope Libra's head.

The faint ripples spread in the air, and until this moment, a protective shield that was invisible to the naked eye emerged.

"You are truly unmatched among the third-level ones."

Pope Libra had a calm smile on his face. He raised his hand and made a grasping motion. In an instant, nine purple fox tails formed a huge cage, trapping Ryan in it without any dead angles.

"But I am no longer at the third level..."

The nine purple fox tails suddenly locked, but just as they were about to close completely, a faint blood light emerged.

"Bang!"

The terrifying recoil force caused the fox tails that were about to close to disintegrate, revealing Ryan in a posture of charging.

——[Special Sword Skill·Defense Collision]

The disintegrated blood and qi flowed back into the body, allowing Ryan to directly complete "a stage of charging", and just when the nine tails closed, he took the opportunity to complete another stage of charging, so this sword was a "two-stage charging" sword.

Not only that, the triggering of the special skill [Turn Defense into Offense] gave Ryan's attack an additional 20% damage.

In Ryan's eyes, Pope Libra at this moment, a faint "blood claw" appeared on his body, which was the effect of [Blood Hunt].

The greatsword whistled and slashed out, and the air trembled.

Pope Libra's eyes condensed slightly, but he did not make any additional moves. He was quite confident in the invisible shield outside his body.

Although the sense of existence was not strong, this shield was one of the fourth-level professional abilities of "Religious Path" [Light of Faith].

At the moment when the spirituality was suppressed to the limit of the third level, the protective power that [Light of Faith] could exert became much weaker, but it also reached the level of the fourth level. Even a professional who really entered the fourth level could not break this shield with one blow.

Although the purple masked guy in front of him could shake off the strangulation of the nine-tailed beast, which surprised Pope Libra, this secret skill would definitely not be used again in a short time.

The nine giant purple fox tails that were shaken away closed again. Once Ryan's attack was blocked by [Light of Faith], then the nine-tailed beast would crush him into minced meat.

Through the transparent shield, Pope Libra saw a pair of blood-red eyes. Indistinctly, it seemed as if a terrifying beast appeared in front of him, roaring loudly.

A sense of uneasiness emerged from his heart, but at this moment, Pope Libra had no time to react.

Because the greatsword had already slashed the shield fiercely.

"Boom!"

The exploded transparent fragments flew everywhere, and Pope Libra's pupils shrank sharply. He tried to raise his hand to block it, but the greatsword that crushed the shield had already carried a huge force and fell heavily on his face.

"Bang!"

Pope Libra's feet pulled out two gaps of tens of meters on the ground before he barely stopped. He trembled and put down his hands, revealing a bloody and twisted face.

"You, are looking for death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a stern sword energy came towards him.

Pope Libra raised his bloodstained right hand and crushed the sword energy.

His body floated up little by little, and his body exuded an extremely strong spirituality, like a vigorous torch.

At the moment when the spiritual limit could not be broken, Pope Libra used some secret method to gradually transform the spiritual form from the original gaseous state to a semi-liquid state.

"God said: Those who destroy justice must be punished!"

Ryan's face changed, and he jumped up immediately. As soon as he completed this action, dense golden spikes rose from the ground. These golden spikes flew up and chased Ryan, as if they had the function of "locking".

Not only that, in the right hand of Pope Libra in the air not far away, golden light gathered and formed a long halberd engraved with dense runes, which was about to be shot out.

Ryan narrowed his eyes slightly. Being in the air, he had no way to avoid it.

In this case, then he would not run away!

The "blood core" condensed again, forming a "blood barrier" around Ryan, resisting the continuous pursuit of the golden spikes.

After landing, Ryan's legs exerted force and jumped towards the Libra Pope who was suspended in the air.

The surface color of the golden halberd gradually became restrained, and the Libra Pope's eyes were terribly cold.

He exerted a little force with his right hand, and the next moment, the golden halberd turned into a dazzling stream of light, and in an instant, it arrived in front of Ryan's eyebrows.

"Bang——"

The Libra Pope, who knew the protective power of the blood barrier, naturally would not make the same mistake. The golden halberd still had a considerable degree of power after breaking the barrier.

Seeing that the tip of the halberd was about to pierce Ryan's head, the next moment, a faint blood light appeared again.

——【Special Sword Skill·Collision Attack】

"Crack!"

The golden halberd was broken into pieces by the violent recoil. Ryan came to the front of Pope Libra and slashed down with the sword from top to bottom.

"Damn it!"

Pope Libra's face was distorted. He had not expected that such a powerful secret skill could be used twice in a short period of time. What shocked him even more was that the purple masked man in front of him was so strong that he was far superior to the third level.

Even in his prime, he was still not as good as the other party.

"Bang!"

At the last moment, Pope Libra only had time to control three fox tails to block in front of him.

But even so, his body still fell to the ground under the huge bombardment, smashing a terrifying pit.

Just when Ryan was about to chase, suddenly, he seemed to feel something, and his body retreated instead of advancing, quickly pulling away.

"Ding——"

Nine huge purple fox tails slowly spread out, like a spreading lotus, beautiful and beautiful, but wherever it passed, even the solid ground turned into fine powder.

In the center of the "Purple Lotus", Pope Libra was standing under the body of the remains of the God of Destiny, as if he was embraced by it.

His old skin gradually became firm, and his age became younger at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a second, he changed from an old man to a middle-aged man who was only thirty years old at most.

"This is the authority of the gods..."

Strange purple lines spread on Pope Libra's skin, and the purple energy similar to spirituality but different formed three slowly rotating magatama behind him.

His aura also underwent earth-shaking changes at this moment.

"I am already a god, why do I need to pray to God?"

The remains of the God of Destiny behind Pope Libra gradually turned into a translucent form, attached to his back, like a shadow of a fighting spirit.

The coating on the surface of the golden scepter fell off piece by piece, revealing the strange purple light inside. In an instant, the original golden scepter turned into a purple ritual sword.

"You who blaspheme, use your life as a gift for the birth of the new god!"

The sharp tip of the sword pointed at Ryan's position, and the indifferent voice was like a word of judgment.

Cruel and ruthless.

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(I'm sorry to all the readers, I confess! I originally planned to finish writing this battle today, but I was too late. I was busy all day and barely rushed home at 10 o'clock in the evening. I will make up for it tomorrow! Sorry or2...)