Chapter 2415 The Love of the Evil God's Faith 19
A huge sickle formed by dark magic appeared in Samuel's hand.
Holding a sickle, he approached the archdeacon step by step like the Grim Reaper.
step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
……
With every step he took, Samuel's mind flashed with the face of a boy who would never grow up and would be forever frozen in his memory.
The glimmer of light he once had in his life also disappeared.
Every step made the murderous intent more apparent.
Thirteen steps in total.
The archdeacon's pupils suddenly shrank and he turned pale with horror.
He instinctively wanted to retreat, to call for help, and to gather the power of light to resist.
But now with Jinchen's blessing, the archbishop's resistance is obviously useless.
When the last step was taken, Samuel stopped right in front of the archdeacon.
The cold sickle blade was raised high and aimed at that sanctimonious face!
“No! Father God, please help me…”
The archdeacon roared in despair and tried in vain to gather a weak shield of light.
The black mist sickle slashed down mercilessly.
And at this critical moment.
At the other end of the path, hurried and chaotic footsteps were coming closer and closer.
Branwen, accompanied by Bishop Cyril, foreign bishops, and several fully armed Templars, is about to appear at the trailhead.
Branwen was very anxious. "He's right up ahead, Your Excellency! Quick! Samuel is right there!"
"He possesses dark magic, catch him!"
Danger is imminent.
The cold sickle blade hovered above the archdeacon's head. Samuel's blood-red pupils moved slightly, and his cold eyes swept in the direction of the sound.
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The Temple of Light above the clouds.
Jinchen appeared directly in front of Zephyros' throne like a demon tearing apart the holy light.
Zephyros' golden eyes were filled with fear. Before he could even gather his divine strength to resist, Jinchen grabbed him by the collar like a chicken.
Zephyros: !!!
Does this god have nothing to do? He keeps giving me trouble all day long!
"What are you going to do?!"
What answered him was Jinchen's fist coming towards him.
"boom!"
A simple punch hit Zephyros' face hard.
Golden divine blood instantly flowed out from Zephyros's nose and mouth.
Jinchen was not simply venting his anger. The moment his fist fell, the dark power pierced straight into Zephyros' heart.
He wanted to find out what was hidden in there.
A rebellious spiritual power suddenly burst out from the depths of Zephyros' heart and slammed into Jinchen's dark divine power!
"Hold."
Jinchen groaned, feeling a tearing pain in his forearm.
Looking down, he saw that the arm covered with the ink-black robe had been burned by the force, leaving a wound so deep that the bone was visible.
Jinchen's bloodshot pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared at the wound on his arm in disbelief, then looked at the position of Zephyros' heart.
That power...how could it be?!
[Host! Host, what's wrong with you?] Ling Gungun asked quickly.
[It is... my original spiritual power.]
But how could he be hurt by his own power...
What is even more incredible is how Zephyros could have his original spiritual power in his heart.
Zephyros was knocked limp to the ground by the recoil, golden blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, his breath extremely weak.
He looked at the wound on Jinchen's arm, panting, his voice intermittent.
"Look... see..."
"I am still the God of Light believed in by all believers... As long as I exist, this throne... these rules... will not allow you... to kill the god..."
"Ah……"
Jinchen was so angry that he laughed.
"Can't kill gods...right?"
Suddenly, dark magic grew.
Jinchen took a step forward and grabbed Zephyros' collar again.
The dead silent and cold Northern Territory Castle, the deepest core forbidden area.
There are no windows, no light sources, only the purest walls that absorb all light.
A cage stands here quietly.
Jinchen appeared and threw Zephyros, who was like a rag doll, in.
Bang!
The heavy cage door fell, and the magic patterns flowing on it instantly lit up, forming an absolute barrier that isolated all space.
Zephyros fell awkwardly to the cold ground, then struggled to his feet and threw himself to the edge of the cage, grabbing the cold bars with both hands and roaring at the blurry dark figure outside.
"Let me out! Jinchen! I am the God of Light, and this continent needs light! Without my oracles and gifts, believers will panic, and the world will be unbalanced! You..."
His roar stopped abruptly.
Because in the thick darkness outside the cage, a warm golden light lit up.
The golden light quickly expanded and condensed.
Finally, it transformed into a tall and straight figure, emitting unparalleled sacred glory!
Jin Chen's body is flowing with a divine power of light that is more vast and more powerful than Zephyros in his heyday. It is like the rising sun, enough to dispel all the haze in the world.
"Now, I am the God of Light, and you are a prisoner."
If I can't kill God, I can't take care of your chaos.
After saying that, Jinchen no longer looked at Zephyros who was completely speechless in the cage.
He turned around, and the heavy gate of the forbidden area closed silently behind him, completely blocking out all light and hope.
[Oh, host, quickly use the looted… no, the prize you drew, it has a healing effect!]
Ling Gun Gun spoke very quickly, "You were injured by your previous spiritual power, and it cannot be easily healed. Only the treatment of the Quick Transmigration Bureau can heal you."
Jinchen rummaged through the space, found a piece of gauze, and put it on the wound.
The wound healed in an instant.
Ling Gungun stopped being anxious and started to think about what was going on.
Jinchen thought about it and decided to visit his wife to heal his wounded heart.
He waved his hand and a water mirror appeared. The mirror surface rippled and the scene of the path of the foreign church quickly emerged.
In the mirror, Samuel was holding the Black Mist Scythe and standing beside the body of the Archdeacon.
At the other end of the path, Branwen, Bishop Cyril and others were approaching.
Jinchen: "Oh wow."
