Ember Skywalker

Chapter 182 Horrible Woman

The rich silver divine power hit the walls of the church like waves, forming circles of rotating tornadoes that seemed to destroy the walls.

On the walls of the church, magic patterns lit up, flickering on and off, resisting waves of attacks.

The function of these magic patterns is to reinforce the church, and they also serve as divine power traps.

Once an invader breaks in, they realize their unimaginable power.

The instigator of the storm, the Messenger of Dawn, was floating in the air on his back.

Her silver hair almost fell to the ground, and her whole body was lit up with magic patterns, trembling with anger.

"How dare you, who dares to blaspheme my divine power!"

The grand and majestic voice continued to echo.

Just now, she discovered that hundreds of divine lines suddenly disappeared, indicating that these believers had died.

Before she could figure out the reason, she discovered that someone was actually analyzing her divine power.

This is a great blasphemy!
So she immediately fought back and severed the thread of divine law connecting her to that alien.

But her tremendous rage had to be vented, so she gently plucked a thread of divine law.

That was the only one left in Fullertown.

The town's church suddenly opened its doors, and a man in priest's clothes came out...

"My Lord Bishop, what are your plans next?" Raven asked.

"This matter is of great importance. I must hurry back to Isaac City and inform Your Majesty of the affairs of the foreigners."

"I have to hurry back and tell my brother."

Onivia said.

"Raven, you have to be careful and be careful that they may retaliate against you."

"I will be careful."

Just then, a priest appeared at the end of the street and walked straight towards the team.

“God said, if you don’t receive the favor of dawn, those who are lost in the darkness will continue to be lost.”

The man talked as he walked.

“God also said that mortals gain strength by crawling, and if they have strength, they will be glorious.”

Raven sneered. This charlatan was too arrogant. Besides, his strength was not that great. Wasn't he afraid of death?

Rossos shouted, "We are believers in the creation of wisdom. Which god is behind you?"

The priest smiled strangely, with silver mist coming out of his eyes.

The next moment, a cold and majestic female voice sounded:

"I see you."

As the priest finished speaking, his eyeballs exploded, and a ball of silver light floated out of his eyes and shot straight at Yovil at an incredibly fast speed.

The archbishop barely raised his hand to block it, but the silver light actually merged into his hand.

"You can't run away." The woman's voice echoed everywhere.

A silence.

After a while, Rossos spoke first: "My Lord Bishop, are you okay?"

"We're targeted by that one."

Yovil raised his hand, and there was a piece of silver stardust in the center of his palm.

“Next will be the escape journey.

Remember, no matter who survives, you must tell me what happened here."

"It's not that serious, is it?"

"It's more serious than you think."

Yovil looked solemn.

"Based on what she did just now, not only you and I, even I can't do it."

Raven's heart sank, and he asked tentatively:

"The Goddess of Dawn should be deep in the Prologue Star Sea, right?
Even if she has locked onto you, what can you do? She can't show her true form."

"It can't be the real body."

"Then... could it be a clone?"

“Not really. Even the weakest clone of God is far superior to the giant of Apocalypse. Nixia will definitely sense it.

I think the other party is most likely a divinely inspired one."

The wrinkles on Yovil's face deepened.

"God-inspired One, that's quite troublesome. Let's leave quickly."

"My Lord Bishop, what is a divinely inspired one?" Raven asked curiously.

"The Inspired Ones are mortals favored by the gods.

They are blessed with divine power, very powerful, and have the obligation to spread the faith, just like His Holiness the Pope."

When Riven heard this, his heart moved. Wasn't he also favored by fate? Why didn't he have any divine power?

This is too unfair.

Everyone stopped talking and left as quickly as possible.

Two days later, at the foot of a mountain, Raven was resting. They had been traveling day and night for the past two days, and both the horses and the people were too tired, so they had to rest.

Fortunately, they were almost at Weina City, and they would be safe as long as they entered the city.

Everyone started chatting idly.

"Raven, I heard that the Qinglan Burning Law Association has detained Master Piano." O'Neal said.

Raven was surprised: "Detain? The Burning Law Association is just a loose organization composed of various countries, right?
What right do they have to detain Master Piano?"

“That’s what they did, and it was nasty.

The master was invited to participate in an exchange, and then he was detained."

"Fuck, so despicable? Didn't our Burning Mana Association take any action?"

"Of course there is, but it's useless, and the Burning Mana Association has also been expelled from that organization."

Raven sighed, "Is it because of the war?"

"Yes. Now all the countries want to get a piece of Dante's pie, and they have united.

Not only the Burning Mana Guild, but also the Warlock Alliance and the Mercenary Guild were expelled.

I heard that even the Natural Gardening Association and the Cute Pet Association were removed from the list. "

I rely on!

Raven was furious.

The Natural Gardening Association is for flower arranging, and the Cute Pet Association is for raising cats. Are they going to be expelled?
Do you want to compare faces?

"These bastards will regret it sooner or later!"

Onivia shook her head and smiled bitterly:

"Well, what I want to say is that this crisis of Dante is unprecedented. You must be prepared to protect yourself."

"Someone is coming." At this moment, Yovil suddenly shouted.

On the distant horizon, a tall woman was walking slowly towards them.

Her steps seemed neither fast nor slow, but each step took her a long way forward, and her speed was faster than a galloping horse.

But the woman's silver hair and clothes did not move at all.

In a blink of an eye, the woman was at the front of the team.

Yovel stared at the woman, his expression extremely serious.

In her, the archbishop felt an extremely pure divine power.

This level of purity is almost beyond the limits of what mortals can achieve.

Even His Holiness the Pope cannot compare to him.

"Who are you?" Yovil asked in a deep voice.

The woman looked at him quietly, as if she were looking at an ant.

Her long hair floated up slowly, and a silver whip condensed in her hand, which was more than ten meters long!

Yovil's face changed drastically!
This whip is actually made purely of divine power!

Magic patterns were faintly visible on the whip, and there were even decorative patterns on it. Such means were beyond his understanding.

Facing such a powerful enemy, Yovel exerted his divine power to the utmost and shouted majestically:

"What is your relationship with the Dawn Goddess?"

"You talk too much." The woman finally spoke.

Her voice was neutral, cold, and without any emotion.

"Arrogant! Let me put you to a test!" Rossos was furious.

He rushed towards the woman in a flash, and golden flames ignited on the hilt of the sword for the first time.

The woman looked at him quietly without even moving the whip, which made Rossos even angrier.

Just as his sword was about to hit the woman, she suddenly opened her mouth and let out a sharp scream!

An invisible soul shock slammed towards Rossos.

Rossos suddenly felt that the sounds of the world had disappeared.

Everything in front of me was twisting wildly, and my head seemed to be crushed by a terrifying force.

He felt his body floating up like a leaf in the wind, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Countless blood arrows spurted out from his chest and face, like a punctured blood bag.

Raven was shocked. Rossos was a powerful heavenly master, but he was seriously injured without even taking a single blow from the opponent!

This woman's attack is too terrible.

It seemed like the howl of a banshee, but much more powerful, simply unheard of.

A pure healing light fell on him, causing his wounds to heal quickly.

It was Yeovil who took action.

After performing this top-level healing technique, Yovil's breath dropped significantly.

But his fighting spirit became stronger.

"Attack together!" Riven shouted and began to fuse the Chaos Star Flame.

(End of this chapter)