The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1747
Immediately afterwards, headed by Owen, the 22 remaining red and black archbishops joined forces to launch the Holy Judgment.

A huge ball of holy light enveloped the cult, and a huge, surging and terrifying power erupted ferociously, turning into three huge lightsabers in the air, striking at the three major races of wizards, vampires, and orcs.

This may be the most powerful divine judgment in history, more than twice as powerful as the divine purification just now.

The expressions of the dark races changed, and the afterglow of the lightsaber had arrived.

All the dark races emitted tragic white smoke. Amidst the muffled groans, their faces turned pale.

Essex was furious, and with the support of eight high priests in white, Essex launched the strongest blow.

Large swaths of black light spread out like waves, forming a huge light shield that fiercely covered the first lightsaber.

The Thirteen Vampire Princes did not dare to neglect. With Prince Fred in the middle as the center, they sent out a huge blood-colored light beam and bombarded the second lightsaber.

The orcs, with Eugene as the center, threw their battle axes and meteor hammers into the sky, instantly connected in a line, and struck at the third lightsaber.

After an explosion, the attacks of the dark races and three lightsabers were blocked in the air. The power of both sides was actually similar, and they could not make any progress for a moment.

The stalemate was extremely draining of the Holy Power. Owen felt cold in his heart and complained secretly. He only hoped that Seymour and the others could luckily eliminate the Chinese and return to support.

Suddenly, Owen and others felt that the pressure was relieved, and the power of the dark race's attack was actually weakened.

"Good opportunity, let's fight back." Clayton spotted this opportunity.

Owen's spirit was greatly boosted: "Use your second divine judgment with all your strength and kill them!"

As soon as Owen finished speaking, a terrifying breath of death suddenly pierced the Holy Light Sphere and enveloped the cult.

Owen and others felt that every hair on their bodies stood up, and their expressions suddenly froze.

A huge thunder roar exploded in the air, and a huge copper and iron door appeared in the bloody light. Countless ferocious monsters were entrenched on it, bringing a terrible breath of death.

Then there was another loud explosion, and the huge copper and iron door suddenly opened. Countless terrifying skeleton warriors waved the scythes of death, forming a torrent of death that surged toward the cult!
Owen was instantly frightened out of his mind: "It's a forbidden move of the dark race! We're finished!"

The archbishops were immediately frightened to death, and their faces turned pale.

Like the vast ocean destroying a small boat, the skeleton army swallowed up the cult and then easily tore it into pieces.

The skeleton army that tore apart the target quickly retreated into the copper and iron gate like an ebbing tide.

The copper and iron doors are closed, and the world between heaven and earth becomes pure.

Such a terrible forbidden move was naturally issued by Essex.

For a moment, all the dark races looked at Essex in awe, forgetting even the joy of wiping out Owen and others.

"What a beautiful attack!" Ye Feng praised as he fell back to the ground.

"Lord Leader!" Seeing Ye Feng coming down, the dark races who also fell back to the ground quickly bowed down and saluted respectfully.

Essex smiled slightly and said modestly: "Thank you, Lord Leader. Compared with your magical and powerful attacks, what I performed was nothing more than a small trick."

"The Great Elder is too humble." Ye Feng looked around, "Is everyone okay?"

"It's nothing serious." Prince Fred said respectfully: "I was just slightly hit by the bright light of the Holy Judgment and suffered a slight internal injury, but I will be fine after just two days of rest."

Ye Feng nodded and said: "We have won another great victory this time. Let's go back and repair first. The final battle is coming soon." "Yes." The dark races replied with enthusiasm.

Papal Palace.

In the early morning, the sky was overcast, with dense dark clouds, and the air was humid and hot, making it look very stuffy, as if it was a sign that it was going to rain.

In the dormitory, Glio had just fallen asleep. For him who was determined to devote his life to God, it was time to pray.

Several waiters dressed up Glio carefully. As God's agent in the world, Glio's dignity was very important.

"Okay, prepare breakfast. I'll use it after I finish praying." Seeing that he was almost dressed up, Glio waved his hand.

"Yes." The waiters bent down and prepared to leave.

At this moment, someone outside the door said in a panic: "Your Majesty, something bad has happened. Something bad has happened."

Glio's beautiful mood was instantly ruined: "Is it Barnard? Come in."

Barnard hurriedly opened the curtain and ran in.

Barnard almost tripped because he was walking too hastily.

"Barnard, hasn't the Lord taught us that we must always keep a normal heart? No matter how great the difficulty is, with the light of the Lord shining on us, we will eventually be solved." When Glio saw Barnard's appearance, he said I couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Barnard didn't care about all this, and just said with a sad face: "Your Majesty, it's over, Sir Owen and his religious order are all over!"

"What!?" Glio opened his eyes in disbelief.

After a long while, Glio shouted angrily: "Barnard, what's going on? Aren't they looking for scarabs? How could this happen!?"

Barnard said sadly: "During the process of searching for the scarab, Sir Owen and his cult were attacked by a large-scale attack by the dark race, and no one survived."

Glio's face was livid, and it took him a while to hold back a sentence: "How is it possible? The three seniors of Seymour are also in the cult. Unless the Dark Alliance comes out in force, it is impossible to lose like this!"

At this point, Glio suddenly realized: "This is a trap, a trap set by those damn dark creatures!"

Barnard also came to his senses: "Your Majesty, it must be that damn Easterner's idea!"

Griot pondered for a while, and his expression returned to majesty and calmness: "Barnard, from now on, you will be promoted to chief cardinal archbishop. I will make arrangements for the remaining vacancies immediately."

"Your Majesty, thank you for your trust. I will dedicate everything to the Lord."

While Barnard was grateful, he was thinking in his mind: The Chief Cardinal is the popular candidate for the next generation of Pope. Seeing that His Majesty is already quite young, my opportunity has come.

“You deserve this for your devotion and devotion to the Lord.”

Glio praised Barnard, then his eyes turned cold. The terrifying majesty and chilling aura shocked Barnard.

"You go down and prepare to launch an attack on the Dark Alliance tomorrow. I will lead the army to conquer it myself!"

"What!?" Barnard was still a little unable to react.

"We can no longer be passive, we must take the initiative to completely eliminate the despicable dark race!" Glio showed a rare kingly demeanor that looks down on the world.

(End of this chapter)