Chapter 1951 It’s the Great Purification Technique Again. Isn’t It Annoying to the Glorious Holy See?

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On the island formed by lava, centered on the dividing line between the Holy See and the nobles, the rocks on the ground are constantly crumbling.

First, one crack opened, and then, this crack became deeper and longer, with seven or eight thin vertical marks appearing on both sides; then, the vertical marks bifurcated and intertwined, spreading out across the entire ground. Thin and dense spider webs.

No, is it really a fight?

Did they really start fighting here?

Grete stepped back in small steps, not forgetting to hold Serrela and ask her not to get separated from him. By the way, a vine sprouted, holding my grandfather, great-grandfather and others back and drawing them closer:

There were five or six third-level legends and more than ten or twenty legends on the scene. If he were to attack with all his strength, his small body would not be able to bear it!

Hide, you must hide. Once something goes wrong, you must hide in the teacher's demiplane as soon as possible!

The Lord of Thunder glanced at his young disciple with a half-smile. Are you afraid now? Now you know that your level is not high enough to get involved in this kind of thing?

When you spoke at the venue just now, you were very brave. You stood in front of us legends and spoke nonsense, and single-handedly created the decisive bargaining chip that could reverse this negotiation——

I am a member of the Glory Holy See, and I want to kill you too! Even if I use one, two, or three legendary primary coins, I will still redeem you!

Complaints are complaints, but you still have to protect your disciples. The Lord of Thunder remained calm and laid out a thunder net in front of his young apprentice, and also laid out a space barrier that could distort, guide, and neutralize attacks from the front:

With this barrier in place, the distance between Little Gretel and the other party seemed to have remained unchanged, but in fact it was already thousands of miles apart. Without breaking this space, no attack could hit Little Grete.

Then, he saw [The Destroyer] Wilson looking over with a half-smile, and casually placed a double barrier of ice and fire in front of his barrier...

Ah, very good. With these layers of protection, as long as the little guy is smart and doesn't run into the center of the melee, safety can be guaranteed.

Gretel squinted his eyes and tried hard to observe the situation in front of him, then used his mental energy to carefully explore. I didn’t understand it, I didn’t understand it, I could only feel a very dangerous aura...

However, the teacher did not give instructions, so it is probably safe?

He felt a little more at ease and continued to watch. Opposite, a huge white light pillar suddenly dropped from the sky, covering all the legends of the Holy See.

The beam of light spreads, spreads, keeps spreading, getting thicker and thicker. From Grete's position, it has become as solid as white marble, but the figures inside are still clearly distinguishable, and their movements are unusually calm:

What do they want to do?

Finally couldn't help it anymore and wanted to take action?

Before Grete could ask any questions, his whole body was pulled back and flew away quickly. Gretel only saw the rocks under his feet whizzing forward. The moment he finally stood still, his feet were already half-empty and half-solid, and he stepped onto a web of lightning.

Wow……

It seems that he is really going to take action, and the teacher has taken him into the demiplane! Fortunately, fortunately, all the relatives and friends around me, those whose combat power did not reach the legendary level, were all brought in...

Grete felt slightly relieved, and he quickly looked outside while the teacher's demiplane was still closed and he could still observe the outside world unimpeded.

The white light pillar solidified, solidified, and kept solidifying. Before long, the top layers were layered, and the specific and subtle Heaven Mountain was lit up. Then, Heavenly Mountain expanded, expanded, expanded…

First, it enveloped several legends and the Heavenly Knights who lined up behind them;

Then expand outward, expand. Getting bigger and thicker, the holy light pouring down from the Heavenly Mountain and the ethereal hymns gradually became as dignified as to be substantial.

And the thin holy light was even more like a thread, filling the entire space. Grete could vaguely hear hymns lingering in his ears even though he was half a plane away from the teacher...

"Here we go again... the Great Purification Technique, this trick every time." The space shook, and Gretel heard a gentle sneer, the voice was extremely familiar, it was clearly the teacher's voice:

"In the past, a full-strength attack could purify more than a million people and more than ten legends... But times have changed! Does the current Glorious Holy See still have that kind of power?"

The holy light goes from thin to thick, and the mountain of heaven goes from small to big. Covering a quarter of the venue, covering half of the venue, covering the entire venue, covering the entire island...

Everyone dispersed far away, each flying up, retreating again and again. Just when it was about to cover the heads of those noble legends, there was a sharp shout, and several sword energy shot out at the same time, trying to hold it back upwards!

"Your faith has indeed been shaken." On the top of the mountain, a majestic figure stood up, wearing a crown, seven-color robes, and holding golden lightning in his hand.

He, or Him, looked down, his voice rolling like thunder:

"A true devout person should kneel at the feet of our Lord when enveloped by the Holy Light... You still dare to resist the Holy Light. You have indeed fallen, and you are indeed a being that should be purified!"

"Don't even think about it!"

[Frost Sword Master] Monier raised his head and roared. The ice wind roared around him, and pieces of fine ice surrounded him, constantly reflecting the holy light, forming a colorful whirlwind.

Gretel tried hard to observe, and could see that after receiving the Holy Light, the ice mirrors continued to break and melt. However, new ice mirrors continued to be produced, endlessly, blocking the Holy Light:

“We praise the Lord of Glory and we pray in church does not mean that we give our bodies and souls, our relatives and friends, all to the Lord of Glory!

If believers of the Lord oppress us and ask us to die in the name of the Lord, then those who should be punished and purified by the Holy Light are obviously the hypocrites! ! ! "

Amid the shouts, the wind roared, and the tornado formed by ice kept expanding. Beside him, [White Eagle] Ludvik, [Iron Wall] Rhine, and two other noble legends took action at the same time, raising the falling Holy Light higher and higher.

"Very good, we finally broke up with each other." The Lord of Thunder praised softly.

Grete felt that his eyes were blazing white, and all the images had disappeared. He could only hear the roaring and roaring outside, as if there were endless thunder exploding:

Thunder, lightning, nuclear explosions, ice, fire, and all kinds of magical power exploded at the same time, tearing apart the holy light around them.

At the same time, above the head of the Elf Princess, the cedar tree stretched its leaves, and the silver light rose into the sky, directly breaking away a corner of the Paradise Mountain;

The giant dragon roared and its breath rushed, rushing from another direction, shaking the Heavenly Mountain twice.