Chapter 854 Miracle U0026 Blasphemy

"Stop them! Stop them for me!"

Saddam IV, the usually high and mighty emperor, was so frightened that his voice changed. He fell into extreme panic and kept screaming like a woman.

Despite the defense line formed by many loyal soldiers and mechanical believers in front of him, it was still difficult to resist the unstoppable pace of the Great Unclean One.

Seeing that Hasimir was getting closer and closer to Saddam IV, the situation became more and more critical.

"Open the door! Open the door for me! Let me in!"

At this moment, Saddam IV no longer cared about the dignity of the emperor. His face, which was distorted by fear, was pressed tightly against the door, and his hands were frantically knocking on the heavy door panel, as if this would allow the people inside to hear his shouts.

Perhaps he hoped to quickly hide in the casting hall to seek shelter, or he couldn't wait to ask Xiao, who was casting the sword, about the progress of the sword casting.

If he had known that the other party was so powerful, he should have followed Xiao into this damn hall and hid there!

He had thought that he would be able to show off in front of everyone after the fleet arrived, but he had never expected that he would end up in such a situation. He had a big shit. He didn't want to be caught and eaten alive by that monster.

"You can't run away, Saddam!"

Hasimir was only a hundred meters away from Saddam IV. A strong, pungent, and disgusting stench came like a surging tide. Saddam IV's body trembled involuntarily.

With the terrifying power shown by Hasimir, this distance might only take a short second. He could rush to Saddam IV and then stuff him into the bloody mouth that exuded a foul odor and flowed with disgusting pus.

At this moment, Saddam IV deeply felt that death was approaching step by step and was close at hand.

For the first time in his life, this extremely noble emperor truly experienced the thrill of brushing shoulders with death.

Faced with this unprecedented deadly threat, although Shaddam IV was extremely frightened, his dignity as an emperor and his calm character cultivated over the years prompted him to miraculously calm down.

He began to think quickly, racking his brains to think about how to get rid of the terrible dilemma in front of him.

At this moment, a roar like a roar of a lion suddenly exploded in the depths of his mind, deafening, as if a mysterious and powerful force was calling him urgently,

"Golden Lion Excalibur"

As if he had a telepathic connection, Shaddam IV heard the name, and raised his right hand without hesitation, raised it high to the sky above his head, and shouted at the top of his voice.

Along with his shout, a dazzling golden holy light poured down like the Milky Way in the sky, and with the force of thunder, it crashed down on the open palm of Shaddam IV.

The holy light spread rapidly at an astonishing speed like a gurgling stream, just like a huge and gorgeous canopy spreading to the surroundings.

The extremely powerful impact released by it was like a tidal wave, and it directly knocked the unclean one who was in front of him away.

The unclean one's already decayed and rotten body, once it came into contact with the holy light, it was like being corroded by strong acid, and it began to dissolve and melt instantly, and was quickly and thoroughly purified under the illumination of the holy light.

"No, this is impossible!"

Hashimier was horrified, and stretched out his hands in disbelief to try to block the surging waves of holy light.

While trying his best to resist the impact of the holy light, he staggered backwards again and again.

At the same time, the plaguers around them, who were emitting stench and the smell of plague, also took action. They quickly gathered into a solid human wall, lined up closely together, and firmly blocked the Great Unclean One, trying their best to prevent the Holy Light from further purifying the Great Unclean One.

However, the Holy Light shining on Shaddam IV at this moment became more and more dazzling and intense.

The light continued to gush out, gradually converging into a vast sea of ​​light, which completely covered the entire vast sky.

Even the bright light emitted by the sun hanging high in the sky seemed to be eclipsed at this moment, and appeared dim.

Under the tight cover of this holy light, a large number of Chaos Fallen were purified by the Holy Light one after another.

And those mortal warriors who had died heroically in fighting against the evil forces seemed to have experienced a magical journey back in time.

The shocking wounds on their bodies healed and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then, these warriors miraculously stood up again.

"No, resurrection from the dead? How is this possible? I don't believe such a thing can happen!"

Hashimier opened his eyes wide, his eyeballs almost popped out of his eye sockets, his face was full of undisguised astonishment and fear, he looked at the rows of soldiers who stood up again in disbelief,

He opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief, staring at the rows of soldiers who slowly stood up.

The scene before him made him and the God he believed in become the biggest joke in the world,

You know, these soldiers had been killed by him before. According to common sense, their souls should have been in the arms of the great father.

But now, Shaddam IV can actually take these souls back and revive them!

For a devout believer like him, it is even more painful than being cut into pieces.

This is tantamount to the greatest blasphemy against the father, and it almost destroyed the faith he has always believed in.

Because, this is like all existence proves that Nurgle is not the greatest god. There is really a god in this world who is greater than the father, and he has taken away the soul that should belong to him from Nurgle!

As a Nurgle saint, Hasimir could not accept this cruel reality anyway.

"Ah, I must kill you! How dare you forge such a treasonous and blasphemous weapon!"

Hasimir could no longer suppress the surging anger and resentment in his heart, and the whole person instantly fell into a state of madness.

He pounced towards Saddam IV like a madman, roaring and roaring, determined to completely destroy the blasphemous thing in front of him, even at the cost of his own life.