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Chapter 587: The Dragon Takes the Soul
"Be judged, dragon."

Jeanne had a compassionate look on her face, with a cluster of golden holy flames dotted between her brows.

The body was like a dazzling sun, releasing endless holy light. Wherever the holy light went, ghosts and evil spirits all screamed and wailed as they were driven away and purified.

Some of the surviving mortals had already been blinded by fear, and no matter that all the evil spirits and ghosts had been purified, they still fled in panic.

Some people who reacted fell to their knees, crying and praying. Some devout believers even took out the scriptures they carried with them and chanted prayers, thanking God, the holy fire, or the protection of God Amon.

Some people just watched this scene numbly, with their hearts dead.

There really is a God in this world!
But God, why couldn't you come earlier?

"Holy."

As the holy spear engraved with ancient runes flew out of her hand, she, who was as dazzling as the sun, became dim at this moment, and the whole world seemed to have returned to the cover of the dark sky.

The holy spear burning with blazing golden flames seemed to have taken away all of Jeanna's strength.

But it doesn't seem that dazzling, all its brilliance is restrained.

After the attack, the flying speed was very slow, but it carried an unquestionable sense of oppression, as if the towering sharp blade on the guillotine, in front of him, even if he was a king, he would still be beheaded and die.

Lavinia seemed to have just come out of a trance at this moment. She looked at the charred corpses in the flames, the dead baby in the mother's arms, and the refugees crying bitterly. The weakness on her face turned into determination at this moment.

She raised her head high, and the code made of golden light in her hand moved without wind.

"The murderer shall be hanged."

"Those who commit blasphemy and steal corpses will have their noses cut off."

"Control witchcraft, kill many and injure many, and be torn into pieces (quarters)."

"All crimes must be punished together, and the crime cannot be forgiven (meaning the crime is so serious that even killing the person cannot atone for it)!"

The golden chain of law flew out from the code with a crisp sound and quickly wrapped around the ghost dragon.

The ghost dragon tried to break free and escape, but the chains were invisible and merged into the ghost dragon's body in just a moment. Its divinity, laws, and power were all restricted to varying degrees.

As long as it is given time, it will not be a problem to wear down Lavinia's Law Chain which has not yet been eliteized.

But the Holy Lance is almost here.

Lavinia's Chains of Command not only limit the power of the ghost dragon, but also have the most important characteristic - increased damage. Any enemy regarded as a sinner will suffer double damage.

This was a "weakening decree" that she had never used before. It was caused by her anger and its power was thousands of times stronger than when she used it on ordinary enemies before.

The speed of the holy spear flying in the sky was becoming faster and faster. For this demon-killing weapon, the ghost dragon's dodging seemed like a process of accumulating strength. The holy spear, which was originally very restrained, was now like a meteorite falling from the sky, piercing towards the ghost dragon with blazing holy flames.

At this moment, it seemed that even this cold-blooded monster felt fear. It opened its huge black mouth and let out a shrill roar.

The previous blow from the holy spear had caused it to suffer serious injuries, and the holy fire in its body was still like a cancer attached to its bones, constantly eating away at its body.

Not to mention the one in front of us.

Its instinct told it that it would surely die if it took it.

It flapped its wings violently, continuously splashing out rolling black mist behind it, and even cut off part of its body to form all kinds of ghosts and monsters, trying to resist the holy spear.

If Jeanna had not become an elite, it would have been possible for her to avoid the inevitable bullet.

Unfortunately, Jeanna has now exerted her divine body and is fully capable of controlling this divine weapon. Under her command, the speed of the holy spear increases faster and faster, and it follows steadily behind the fleeing ghost dragon.

immediately.

boom--

From its tail, it pierces directly into the body.

This time, the Holy Lance's power was not as devastating as before, piercing directly through. Instead, it was like someone was holding a blunt object and stabbing it into an old wound of a person; or like a red-hot iron rod was inserted into a glacier.

The wound was still burning, but it had obviously been suppressed. The holy fire cast by Lothar was exposed as the wound was exposed, and it immediately connected with the flames from the outside, causing the fire to grow stronger.

Its body made of black mist was sizzling as it burned. Black juice kept falling to the ground, and the golden flame attached to it was still burning until the black water was dried up and gradually went out.

The huge body of the ghost dragon, which originally covered almost half of the city, began to shrink continuously.

The spellcasters of the advisory group on the city wall all widened their eyes. Although this battle did not last long, it was the best they had ever seen in their lives. Both the ghost dragon and the female angel holding the divine weapon were absolutely legendary.

"What kind of divine power is this?"

"The blazing light, is it a relic of the god Aten?"

"No, this is clearly the power of the Holy Fire. These Crusaders stole the Holy Fire!"

"Both Shemaier and the spellcasters under this demon duke are too strong."

Among the crowd, there were only two people with indifferent expressions. Although there was shock on their faces, they seemed to have some other thoughts.

It is obvious that both the wedge-shaped stone slab on Shemayer's body and the artifact called the "Holy Lance of Longinus" by the Franks are treasures that are worthy of their attention and they are willing to fight for them at all costs.

Moreover, these two people are indeed capable and qualified to intervene in this war.

“Shermair has always looked down on us because we have no chance of ever entering the realm of legend.”

One of them suddenly spoke.

The other person understood: "Oh, we are not orthodox spellcasters. We don't have any clear inheritance. We learn whatever knowledge we have and use whatever we can get. How can someone like him who comes from an orthodox school know the hardships we have gone through?"

After the two finished talking, they stopped talking.

In fact, everyone knows their subtext.

Shemaier's cuneiform tablet and the angel's golden spear.

Next, everyone will compete based on their own abilities.

on the ground.

Veneto let out a sigh of relief: "It should be over, right?"

That is the legendary holy spear that can kill even the giants in the dark world if used.

This monster actually took two of them. Although the power of the lord's spear was obviously not as strong as that of Ms. Jeanna, he had no confidence that he could survive Lothar's holy spear if it were used on him.

"It should be almost done, right?"

Lothar hesitated. He could sense that the dragon aura on the other party was rapidly decreasing like an avalanche, but he felt that it would be too easy to kill the ghost dragon with just two holy spears.

Even with Lavinia's extraordinary performance in weakening the law, and Prajna taking away half of the ghost dragon's nutrients, he still felt it was a bit hasty.

Hans had a complicated expression. In the beginning, he was also an important support for Lothar, but now, no matter which follower, even Malus and Uldin who had lower star ratings than him, they seemed to be more useful than him.

He looked at Veneto again and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there is such a reckless guy to support us.

Roar--

The ghost dragon let out a dying wail filled with anger and unwillingness.

The huge body exploded with a loud bang, splitting into countless black shadows that fled in all directions.

Those parts that were not contaminated by the Holy Flame shot out in all directions like flowers scattered by a fairy. As long as one of these fragments was left, it would have a chance to revive and live again. This was the ghost dragon that had mastered the law of death. If it weren't for Jeanna, Prajna, and Lavinia joining forces, even a spellcaster in the legendary realm would have found it difficult to kill it.

Cherinina flew away, and the whistling wind turned into a sword of air, piercing through the black shadows. In the sky, Jeanna also flapped her wings, shaking off a series of holy flames to chase, but the number of black shadows was too many.

Just when Lothar thought that the ghost dragon was about to successfully escape right under his nose, a ferocious dragon shadow suddenly jumped out from the shadow under his feet and rushed directly into his head.

He subconsciously covered his head, and heard a triumphant dragon roar exploding in his mind.

The world before Losa's eyes suddenly turned dark.

(End of this chapter)