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Chapter 447 Forbidden Spell: The sky is bright!



Chapter 447 Forbidden Spell: The sky is bright!

"Stop him!"

Queen Alari roared, raising her staff high, her pale blue eyes flashing with a sharp light.

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The air suddenly became viscous, and countless metallic particles appeared out of thin air, turning into an invisible swamp that held Orion's figure back.

Like being plunged into the deep sea, Orlins' speed decreased sharply, but he still ignored it and forcibly rushed towards the swarm of drones.

Muradin and Warrick both suddenly attacked.

The dwarf king swung his warhammer in a wide arc, creating a thunderous roar, and smashed it toward the demon god's back.

Warwick's battle axe swept across, slashing at the demon's ribs from the flank.

Orlins was forced to turn and block, and had no time to pay attention to the drone.

This fleeting opportunity is here!

Ninety-nine drones transformed into streaks of death, fearlessly crashing into the demon god.

Only one plane broke away from the formation and flew straight toward the Pope.

The Pope hovered in mid-air, his blood-stained robes fluttering in the gale.

He heard Long Zhan's urgent voice through his headset.

"Your Holiness, the briefcase under the drone is an antimatter bomb."

"After opening it, there's a red button on the bomb."

"Press it to detonate."

"but……"

He paused, then raised his voice.

"We must get as close to the Demon God as possible!"

The Pope did not speak.

He reached out, his aged hand trembling slightly, and steadily caught the suitcase that had fallen from the drone.

Click.

The mounting bracket loosened immediately.

The cold, metallic touch landed in my palm.

The Pope opened the briefcase, glanced down at the device inside, and his eyes held a complex mix of emotions.

The next second, he took the circular device out of the box and put it into his spatial ring.

Inside the command center, Long Zhan switched communication channels, his voice deep and powerful.

"Gentlemen!"

"Create an opportunity for the Pope to get close to the Demon God, but don't make it too obvious; it's best to turn the tables on him!"

After listening, the three leaders, though they didn't understand what "playing along" meant, were not fools, so they remained silent and continued fighting.

Queen Alari's silver hair flew wildly, and with a wave of her staff, thousands of metal blades materialized out of thin air, raining down on the demon god's back like a storm.

Next, it focused its energy close to the demon god, attempting to trap him.

Warwick and Muradin roared as they attacked from both sides, their battle axes and hammers whipping up a fierce wind that tore through the air, relentlessly entangled the demon.

Only the Pope remained standing, refusing to retreat an inch.

The holy light in his palm still landed precisely on Warwick and Muradin, replenishing their shields that were about to collapse.

The demon god, unaware of anything amiss, roared in an attempt to break free from the control of the countless metal objects.

While the two were fighting, they quietly approached the Pope.

The person he most wanted to kill was the Pope!

Without this super healer, the other three would have died countless times already.

While parrying the onslaught of the dwarves and orcs, he subtly adjusted his position, like a viper gradually closing the distance between himself and the Pope.

Like a hunter carefully camouflaging himself and approaching his prey.

Little did anyone know, the Pope was determined to die, and he simply used up all the remaining magic power he had.

He looked down at the demon army that was advancing relentlessly and fighting a chaotic battle with various races. Blood and flesh were flying everywhere, a truly gruesome sight.

He raised his staff high, and chanting began to rise from his lips.

This was the first time he had ever cast a spell that required chanting.

After a brief incantation, he pointed his magic wand and unleashed a super forbidden spell.

"Holy light shines everywhere!!!"

In an instant, it was dawn.

A blazing white sun condensed and expanded below, its diameter instantly exceeding one kilometer!

It is so enormous that even at a height of over a thousand meters, people on the ground can feel its immense size.

Terrifying holy light energy poured down like a waterfall, turning the entire battlefield into a land of divine punishment.

"roar!!!"

The roars of countless demons turned into mournful howls.

Their flesh and blood boiled and evaporated in the holy light, their hard shells melted like candles, revealing their stark white bones, and then even the bones turned to ashes.

Bathed in the warm light, the Allied soldiers' wounds healed at a visible speed, and their exhausted bodies were replenished with strength.

Their spirits soared, and they chanted "For Terra!" as their offensive grew even fiercer!

Only the high-ranking members of the Holy Human Race seemed to realize something, and looked up at the sky in astonishment.

They could see the battle situation high in the air with their naked eyes.

Despite being overwhelmed by the demon god, he still has the spare capacity to take care of the army below.

Are we just fed up with life?

No, wait, does he/she not want to live anymore?!

Thinking of this, Kyle's face turned sorrowful, and his eyes widened in anguish.

"His Majesty!!!"

In the distance, Renault cleaved through the seventh-tier demon before him with a single sword strike, shouting desperately:

"Your Majesty, no!!"

Under the continuous illumination of the holy light, all the first-tier demons were melted away and died, leaving not even ashes.

The second-tier demon also became critically ill, and under continuous irradiation, it was reduced to nothing but a pile of flesh and blood.

The third-tier demon was critically injured and on the verge of death.

Only fourth-tier demons could offer some resistance, but even they were all seriously injured.

Of the remaining five million demon troops, one-fifth were directly annihilated, leaving four million.

This is the result of the underground demons continuously providing support and increasing their forces.

If it weren't for the endless stream of demons emerging from underground, the remaining four million would be no threat at all.

On the sea, hundreds of ships huddled together, forming the final circular defensive formation.

On the deck, naval soldiers, holding plasma rifles, frantically pulled the triggers, aiming at the side of the ship.

High-temperature beams of light continuously pierced through the demons climbing up, the stench of burning flesh mixed with the smell of blood making people want to vomit.

The ship's hull was covered with layers of dark red demon blood.

Liu Yishou stood on the bridge of the Kunlun, holding a plasma rifle in his hand, cursing as he fired downwards.

"Go to hell with your demonic race, die!!"

Just then, the land direction suddenly lit up.

A bright white sun rose out of nowhere.

"It's dawn?" Liu Yishou asked in astonishment.

The rays of light spread out, illuminating the entire sea area.

On the sea, countless demons let out mournful screams.

Their bodies boiled and melted in the holy light.

The first-tier demon who had just climbed the gangway quickly turned into a pool of black water and slid into the sea.

The soldiers were stunned.

What was like a blazing fire to the demons was so warm to them.

His wounds healed at a visible speed, and his body, exhausted from the continuous battles, seemed to be recharged with strength.

"What is this?"

"Damn it, who cares what they are, they're definitely one of our own!"

"That's right, kill! Kill these inhuman monstrosities!"

"That's right! Brothers, seize the opportunity and beat the dog when it's down!!"

The soldiers shouted loudly and continued firing.

This sudden miracle bought the Great Xia fleet a precious respite.

A few dozen seconds later, the light faded, and the world returned to darkness.

High-altitude battlefield.

Just as the forbidden spell was released and the demon army was attacked, Orinus was enraged.

Distracted from other battlefields in his presence, slaughtering his legions?

This is blatant provocation!

court death! !

He stopped acting, the sonic boom cloud exploded, his figure seemed to tear through space, and his sharp claws aimed straight for the Pope's heart!

unexpectedly.

The Pope actually advanced instead of retreating!


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