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He certainly couldn't see the so-called Gui Chi's appearance, as his innate talent had successfully devoured the Fallen Source, allowing him to feel the summoning of the big guy.
Ah! Lord Lomoshi, that kind of suppression is too strong!
In the sky, due to the Chronicle of Creation, the angelic wings became the first line of defense against Heishui.
At this moment, the Magician was locked in fierce combat with Lomoshi, their powers colliding amidst the forces of angels and Gui Chi.
On the avatar generated by the Magician, colorful feathers had already begun to appear, and even his Status was affected by angelic power.
What on earth is happening? Why has it suddenly escalated to this point?
Some in the crowd still hadn't fully connected all the events and showed puzzled expressions.
Can’t you see? Pope Lomoshi originally wanted to rely on the Power of Faith from the Holy Court followers to enhance himself, but now he discovered that all those Powers of Faith were in the hands of Cultists.
It’s said that this Old Guy was watching as his hard-earned offspring were about to be taken away, feeling indignant and determined to reclaim that faith power!
Ji Yan spoke in a deep voice, unafraid of offending the Holy Court Empire and Pope Lomoshi. Worst case scenario, he would just jump into the Wang Yang sea and drink his fill.
What did you say? How could Pope Lomoshi possibly be that kind of person? Representatives from the Holy Court Empire and Professional teams began to refute Ji Yan's words.
A few turned their gazes toward their captain Mikael, thinking he should say something.
However, Mikael merely gripped a Golden Sword, enduring the mental pollution from the angels while attacking those black ribbons.
Meanwhile, in the square, Qin Luoxi finally seized the chaos to approach Lin Han. She stared at this colorful feathered creature with eyes filled with flesh; she had searched for a long time before finally spotting Lin Han's head.
What should I do? At this moment, she couldn't care less about his other thoughts; she just wanted to pull him out of the eye of the storm as quickly as possible.
The hat! If I can just put that hat on his head, these damned angels have invaded my thoughts. As long as I can isolate him with that hat, it will be fine.
Lin Han spoke in a low voice, retrieving a Special Artifact he had received as a New Year gift from his storage space.
Those feathers that grew indiscriminately seemed to sense something and began writhing continuously, trying to engulf the hat completely.
Cut them down!
Lin Han shouted.
Instantly, Qin Luoxi no longer hesitated; she immediately swung her dagger and severed those strange, bloated feathers and wings.
When the Tiger Head Hat landed on Lin Han's head once more, he felt as if a weight of ten thousand pounds had been lifted off him.
No! In his mind, a voice suddenly echoed. The next moment, Lin Han felt as if a large hand had grabbed him entirely, as if it were going to crush his skull!
"Lin Han! Lin Han!"
"Captain! What do you need?"
The voices around him grew increasingly distant, and Lin Han felt as if his body had come to a standstill.
In the eyes of those on the ground, Lin Han seemed to ascend rapidly, vanishing into the Sky Dome, his entire being appearing to dissipate.
In the next moment, Lin Han found himself in another space, surrounded by colorful feathers and dark pupils, submerged in a pool of blood-red water. The sounds around him pierced his eardrums and stung his eyes repeatedly. At that moment, he felt as if all his senses were being intertwined.
Where is this? Lin Han looked around in confusion. Not far off, a palace drenched in blood stood tall, having been thoroughly soaked through.
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