Versatile Mage: Rebirth of the Holy Tiger, Many Children and Many Blessings

Chapter 239 The Origin of Magic: Paradise Mountain

"Humph, a child's trick."

Michael's fourteen wings spread out and his face was ashen.

He originally thought that Lu Ming would use some terrifying skills, but he didn't expect that it was just an ordinary punch with no magical aura.

Lu Ming's punch was very powerful, but the damage was still a bit lacking. Michael was only knocked away under the protection of Sheng Yu.

The fourteen-winged Seraph has strength comparable to that of the Little Emperor, and the gap between Michael and Lu Ming in terms of paper strength is much smaller.

"I have more wings, but my courage is getting smaller and smaller."

Lu Ming looked at Michael's defensive posture and smiled contemptuously.

"Do you think you, the Fourteenth Wing, are qualified to be my opponent?"

"Your fearlessness will make you pay the price!"

Michael had suffered such great humiliation for the first time since his birth. His angel soul fetus was the King of Holy War and the chief archangel of the Holy City!

As long as his return is successful, he has the confidence to become the top angel, a sixteen-winged holy angel.

"Holy light, pillar of purification!"

Michael finally had the opportunity to activate the spell, which is the angel's most powerful purification method and can cause great harm to the undead and even dark creatures.

Lu Ming was undoubtedly the most evil existence in Michael's eyes. The angel's holy light would surely devour Lu Ming's body and purify his soul.

The clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and a huge opening appeared. At the top of it, a human figure seemed to appear, connecting to another plane.

That was the plane where angels existed. They borrowed divine power to help Michael purify the heretic Lu Ming.

A hundred meters thick holy light fell from the sky, but its target was only a young man.

"Hahaha, come back, my return station is finally successful."

Michael looked at Lu Ming shrouded in holy light, and the depression in his heart was finally liberated, and he laughed loudly.

"You are very strong, but you are too careless. How can a person like you bear the holy light of an angel?"

"Accept the angel's purification!"

Michael shouted wildly, but after a long time, he discovered that the figure in the holy light had not disappeared.

Lu Ming was bathed in the holy light, yes, he was bathing.

Lu Ming was also surprised. The angel's holy light turned out to be warm to Lu Ming, without any harm.

"Why do I feel like this holy light is telling me that you are a good person?"

Lu Ming smiled.

In Lu Ming's spiritual world, there is a galaxy that is also blooming with brilliant light at this time.

That is the Parthenon Soul, the supreme object of white magic. How can a person who possesses the Parthenon Soul be purified?

Moreover, this Parthenon soul is still absorbing this divine light, and the body of the little girl's soul has grown into a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a surprise."

"Fighting can really make people grow."

Lu Ming sighed.

The angel's holy light slowly shrank under the absorption of Parthenon's soul, and finally only stars and spots were left, flashing past Lu Ming's head.

This scene not only shocked Michael, but also the other archangels in the inner city.

"Even Wen Tai back then wouldn't have survived the purifying holy light unscathed, right?"

"How could this young man have such a heart of Akagi?"

As angels participating in this war, Raphael and Lemuel could be said to have seen it from beginning to end.

They simply did not believe that Lu Ming was an extremely pure person.

"Michael may really fail."

"It is necessary to consider the candidate for the eighth generation Michael."

Uriel glanced at Michael's position and said in a deep voice.

"Impossible, Michael still has a trump card. That boy will never be able to withstand the suppression of Paradise Mountain."

Although Lemuel was a little disappointed with Michael, Michael was now a fourteen-winged seraph after fused with his soul fetus.

He would never believe that Michael would lose like this.

Uriel did not refute, but continued to look at Lu Ming quietly.

If Lu Ming could hear the conversation of these archangels, it would definitely be weird.

If I really have a pure heart, that heart should also be dedicated to finding a woman.

Nothing in the world was really as important to Lu Ming as finding a woman.

This is the basis for Lu Ming's survival.

Michael's expression was already a little dull, and he even began to doubt himself.

How could such a person be judged without any damage under the holy light of the angel.

"Impossible, impossible, you must have used some means."

"No one can be protected from harm by the angel's light, not even me."

Michael's eyes were splitting, and he couldn't understand the current situation at all.

"It's so noisy."

Lu Ming did not act this time. Around him, tens of thousands of stars flickered one after another, and magic appeared one after another.

Hundreds of hundreds of meters long halberds of heavenly ice, axes of darkness, and winds of sand and dust attacked Michael.

Michael looked at the starry sky and hurriedly folded his wings again. The sacred light overflowed to protect himself.

But Lu Ming's strongest ice element was not the first to arrive. In Michael's spiritual world, layers of noisy soul sounds echoed in it.

Dimension-Heart Sound Crack!

Michael held his head in his hands, his expression extremely painful, which forced Michael to transfer some of his angelic power to protect his spiritual world.

In the outside world, next to Michael, the space storm appeared again, and his body and spirit were torn apart.

If that were all, it would be possible to persevere with Michael's endurance, but after Lu Ming hooked his fingers.

The hundreds of halberds and giant axes also blasted towards Michael.

Without the wings of angelic power, it was impossible to continue to block Lu Ming's attack.

Michael's hands, feet, and chest were all nailed.

The Archangel's body was firmly nailed to the highest point of the Holy City, on top of the spire, replacing the former Golden Dragon Eye.

Sound system interference, space, chaos confinement, the remaining ice, earth, undead, and shadow are responsible for killing.

Lu Ming's program basically had no changes, but the casting of this set of magic, coupled with the intensity of each series of magic, made it difficult for Michael to resist.

Not even any human being could withstand Lu Ming's full attack.

"Cough, cough!!"

Michael coughed several times in succession, spitting out golden blood one after another.

Michael did not look at Lu Ming, but looked at the sky. After a while, he muttered something.

Michael used his soul, which was the divine power that he could only obtain during his return. Once he used it, it declared that his return was a complete failure.

"God, forgive my behavior, but he must die!"

Michael spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his whole body exuded boundless holy light, and the angel soul fetus in his body split into two.

Michael returned Lemuel's soul fetus to him, and his own soul fetus floated above the Holy City. A mountain of light slowly formed and crashed towards Lu Ming.

This is the representative of all rules. Under this sacred mountain, all normal magic cannot be used.

It is the source of magic, once the power of the Father, the Mountain of Heaven.