After leaving the world of all NPCs

He was covered with a material that was neither gold nor iron, but with countless layers of dragon scales on the surface. It was armor made of dragon flesh and blood.

Several thick white holy cloths embroidered with sacred prayers, like battle flags torn by the wind, were tightly bound and covered the key parts of the armor stained with blood.

The armor perfectly outlines the smooth and potentially explosive body underneath.

The gloved hand directly grasped the hilt of the cross sword, and the movement was smooth without a trace of fireworks, as if it was not a sword that killed the big red dragon, but a part of the body.

His eyes were like two pieces of molten gold burned through by a furnace.

Ye Zuochen's eyes swept calmly over the two gods who suddenly appeared.

"Michael and Shandafeng, you actually have the leisure to sit here and relax. I thought this was a world where the Slavic hero god killed the spirit of the Tree of Life."

The one holding the red sword raised his head slightly, his molten gold pupils staring directly at Ye Zuochen in the sky, and threw his own name into the air:

"St. George."

Almost immediately, a huge bell from the other side of the lava field rang out in response:

"Elijah."

Faced with this proclamation named after the two saints, Ye Zuochen nodded slightly: "I understand."

134 Michael: I will never withhold the spoils

The border of Tiangong City was as silent as a tomb.

The broken walls and ruins silently pierced the gray sky like the remains of a giant dragon, twisted steel bars pierced out, solidified smoke and dust covered the broken walls, and the wind swept through the empty streets, raising sand and fine ashes.

Ye Zuochen floated in the air, his black hair gently rustling, his eyes like night stars. "Are you gods so free? You all came down here, in the form of separate spirits."

"Don't say that, brother." St. George's white robe rustled in the wind, his crimson cross sword pointed diagonally at the ground, his holiness tinged with a sharp murderous intent to slay dragons and snakes. "This world was absorbed into Mythology because of you, and we, the Old Testament gods, have been dragged into a new round of conflict. It's time for us to come down and see the culprit, right?"

Farther away, Elijah, his towering figure like a mountain, stood steady on the broken wall. His voice was like thunder. "That Haima corresponds to the tenth Sephiroth of the Anti-Qabalistic Kabbalah—materialism. It forms a mirror image of the tenth Sephiroth of the Positive Kabbalah, representing the 'Kingdom' of the divine manifestation in the material world."

"Its duty is to corrupt the order of the material world, twisting the 'vessel of the divine' into a wasteland of sensual indulgence, rampant desire, and spiritual fracture."

"That Heima, along with Lilith and Agrat, is known as the 'Trinity of Night'."

"She is often described as Lilith's sister or attendant, specializing in invading the human mind through whispers, illusions, and dreams, especially targeting the fragile consciousness during sleep."

"She is also seen as the cause of unnatural births, such as demonic offspring, and is associated with legends of miscarriage and deformed fetuses."

"As the guardian of the sanctity of life... I come to slay this twisted fetus!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zuochen's eyes moved slightly, and he also remembered the knowledge about Kabbalah that he had been cramming during this period.

As a spirit, Tianxiang "Angel" corresponds to the tenth point of the Tree of Life, and "Devil" corresponds to the tenth point of the Anti-Tree of Life.

The symbol of "angel" is Shangdafeng, and the symbol of "devil" is Nahaima.

Shandabon is described in the Jewish mystical tradition as the angelic form that the Israelite prophet Elijah took after ascending to heaven in a chariot of fire.

As a reverse spirit, if Tianxiang assimilates with the myths on earth, it may indeed lead to the coming of Hema, and it is reasonable for Elijah to come down to conquer and destroy it.

As for Tobiichi Origami...

Satan's enemy is naturally Michael.

During the process of Britain's colonization of the world, St. George was considered to be the incarnation of Michael, so it was reasonable for him to appear as a hero at this time.

but.

"It seems that your target is not Tianxiang and Origami, but me." Ye Zuochen narrowed his eyes slightly.

St. George smiled and nodded. "He killed Baal, seized the Old Testament, and it's a singularity... It's worth waiting for the gods of the Old Testament mythology to come down and see."

Ye Zuochen: "I didn't know you guys from the Undead Realm would use mythological names."

Saint George laughed heartily. "As long as you survive in this world, you need a name to distinguish yourself, right? And the name of the [Undead Realm] is absolutely necessary. Didn't Sventovit, who has some grudges against you, also use this name? Although he was defeated by our Lord Huohua, which led to the decline of Slavic mythology?"

Ye Zuochen felt that there were a few words in the middle that he couldn't understand. He probably thought that the information from the [Undead Realm] could not be conveyed to the limitations of the lower realm.

However, Ye Zuochen also grasped the key point: "You seem to be carrying out important activities in the [Undead Realm]. Are you fighting? Do you still have reason to fight when you have already achieved immortality?"

St. George smiled and said, "Life is very persistent. There will always be struggles."

Elijah narrowed his eyes and said, "Michael, the hero of this world is Perun, also known as Elijah of Thunder and Lightning. That's why I can bring you down. Don't waste time here."

"Shang Dafeng, you are as impatient as ever. Alright." St. George looked at Ye Zuochen and said, "Let's test your skills here, King of Drifting!"

As soon as the words fell, the divine power of the two suddenly increased.

——The Law of Covenant!

It is this world's [Covenant Law], used by the Hero God's offshoots. It is a secret method that increases one's own cursed power by receiving support from the power of correction based on the number of godslayers faced.

"In this unfortunate world, you can't gain power like this..."

Ye Zuochen complained, and stomped his left foot like a knife. The air under his feet exploded instantly, and power surged from his feet. He rushed towards St. George below.

Click!

The platinum scale armor instantly overlooked his right arm, and angel wings of light spread out behind his elbow, smashing down with the power to shatter the stars!

The air in front of the fist made a sharp wail as if it could not bear the weight, crushing the dust floating along the way. Just the wind from the fist made the gravel under St. George's feet roll back like foam in a torrent.

St. George's body sank slightly, without dodging or evading.

hum-

The red cross sword Ascalon hummed and vibrated, and the sword body suddenly lit up with dazzling runes.

"I declare you are called the Dragon! Your scales feign divine light, your heart conceals the seven depths of the abyss! Fallen from the heavens, a creeping insect, you sully the sacred with your flesh and blood! Under this sword, your wings will fall, your bones will decay! By the might of Michael, in the name of Saint George—the source of all evil blood—I grant you eternal silence!"

This is the word that kills the dragon!

Some of the Steel God's special skills can instantly kill dragons and snakes on the ground.

The sword pointed directly at the oncoming platinum fist, and the tremendous force instantly hit the invisible field of judgment, like a raging flood hitting the gate of a dam. Ye Zuochen's forward momentum suddenly stopped, and the platinum light flowing on his right arm trembled violently, which was visibly visible to the naked eye.

The dragon's blood was frozen and its bones were bound by invisible shackles.

A feeling of stagnation and weakness originating from deep within his blood caused the great power of the "Head of Pride" to suddenly dissipate by most.

However, Ye Zuochen's offensive did not stop. Although his punch power was weakened, the martial arts inspired by the [Qingming Creation Talisman] remained.

His body spun like a ghost, and his fist turned into a finger. The fingertips were wrapped with the power to collapse mountains and split rocks, and he pointed at the pulse point on St. George's wrist like a poisonous snake.

St. George's eyes narrowed, and he slashed with the cross sword. Blood-red flames rose up like a living thing and twisted towards Ye Zuochen's arm.

Two figures flashed and collided rapidly among the ruins.

The platinum scales and the crimson holy flames continuously clashed, producing violent explosions of metal clashing and sharp hisses of space being crushed.

The broken walls were blown down in large pieces by the strong wind, and the ground collapsed and rolled.

St. George's sword moves with great vigor and dignity, carrying with it the awe-inspiring power of purification and the might of judgment. Every time the sword falls, it seems as if a blood-red cross is imprinted in the void.

In a flash, countless attacks and defenses have been exchanged.

fast!

Extremely fast!

The crimson light seemed to shatter time itself, and from an impossible angle, it suddenly cut into Ye Zuochen's side, carrying the ultimate curse of slaughtering dragons and snakes.

All blocking and dodging were in vain.

Blood suddenly appeared!

The entire right arm covered with platinum scales was cut off at the root by the red cross sword. The broken arm flew into the air with gushing blood, and the broken platinum scales shattered and fell like weeping stars.

"As expected of someone who is similar to a god, his martial arts skills are so high!"

The severe pain flooded Ye Zuochen's nerves like a raging tide, but his face remained frighteningly calm. At the same time, he suddenly grabbed St. George's left arm with his left hand.

puff!

The Niwan Palace suddenly shone brightly, and a round and flawless golden elixir shot out and instantly sank into the broken arm rolling in the air.

"——Taiyi divides its radiance into nine rays, and all the grass, trees, sand, and stones are Dharma images——"

The next moment, an indescribable and terrifying dragon might enveloped the entire ruins, and the place where the broken arm was located suddenly swelled under the power of the [Qingming Creation Talisman].

A giant white claw that covered the sky and the sun broke through the void and stretched out, followed by a huge body that was dozens of meters long and covered with giant scales that were purer than platinum. The huge dragon body was hovering in the air.

Its cold vertical pupils, like a cross star, looked down at the world. A long horn like a sword of divine punishment pierced the sky from its head. Its ears stretched out, revealing a pair of giant wings shining with divine light.

The arrogant dragon head reveals its true form!

"Roar!!"

The dragon opened its mouth and attacked Saint George, who had just struck the sword.

The broken arm turned into a dragon, Ye Zuochen used this method to deal with St. George.

"Good trick, but you seem to have forgotten me!" Elijah's wild roar exploded behind him, and his body, like a gnarled ancient tree, burst out with a power consistent with his appearance.

boom!

With one step, the broken wall beneath his feet instantly turned into powder.

He raised the golden giant axe above his head with one hand, the axe blade hummed and vibrated, and the holy flame of burning the sky, dozens of meters high, suddenly rose up, carrying the supreme power to burn everything on the earth, tearing through the air and slashing towards Ye Zuochen.

Ye Zuochen didn't even bother to look, his back straight as a solitary peak. The next moment, his chest suddenly collapsed inward with an inhuman degree, and then instantly swelled outward like a drum. The skin on his neck was stretched taut, and blue-black veins climbed up his throat like poison ivy, and his Adam's apple rolled violently.

"—The Wheel of Time turns into a fierce poison, abundance turns into disaster, and time is chewed up and returned to all living beings—"

The dark blue turbid stream stored in [The Withered Lord's Time Treasure] was suddenly spewed out. As soon as the dark blue poisonous fire left his mouth, the surrounding space immediately rang with countless fine "crackling" sounds of time breaking.

The scene was dislocated and distorted. The golden holy flame that burned the sky suddenly lost its power to burn everything when it encountered the dark blue turbid current, as if it had encountered a plague of extreme cold and rust.

The blazing flames suddenly became sluggish, as if a fire was doused with dirty oil.

The sparks were stained with blue-black, and they rolled back and disappeared with a wail.

Elijah's axe, which was sure to win, was blocked in mid-air. The scorching holy flame surrounding him shrank and dimmed under the influence of the blue-black poisonous mist.

The power to burn cities and destroy the earth is forcibly suppressed by the filth of time itself!

Taking advantage of this moment when both gods were blocked, the void behind Ye Zuochen's head suddenly became brighter!

A halo with five-colored divine light appeared out of thin air, like a corona of wisdom.

"——The glazed cocoon envelops the inverted power. When the mortal nature returns, all appearances are Bodhi——"

The five-colored wisdom light of blue, white, yellow, red and green turned into a pure and unstoppable sealing brilliance, which instantly spread out into a drizzle of glass, covering St. George and Elijah!

The light film is formed!

As pure and transparent as glass, it perfectly seals the two awe-inspiring gods and demons within.

"——Cut off karma but not life, seal the sky but not the heart——"

The divine power flowing from the two heroic gods and the holy flames burning outside their bodies instantly stagnated.

The runes on St. George's red sword went out, and the golden flames on Elijah's giant axe froze.

The divine radiance was stripped away, leaving only the stiffness of a mortal body. This seal silently severed the source of all power.

It is exactly————Prajna Wisdom Sword!

Between heaven and earth, only the arrogant dragon is roaring.

"Roar!!"

The giant dragon stretched to its limit in the air, blocking out the last glimmer of light in the sky. Its 15-kilometer-long body hovered high in the sky, and every scale shone with a power that could shatter the earth.

The huge cross dragon pupil locked onto the two small figures below that were sealed in the glazed light membrane.

Then, it crashed down!

A huge shadow instantly covered the entire edge area of ​​the Tiangong City ruins, shrouding the two imprisoned gods.

Time seemed to be stretched a thousand times in the last moment.

At the front of the dragon's head, which was covered with sacred and heavy scales, the air was extremely compressed, forming a dazzling white storm.

The loud noise of the meteorite falling to the ground was delayed for a moment before it reached the senses.

boom----!

The indescribable terrifying shock wave hit the ground first, and the entire earth's crust was hammered into the depths of hell by an invisible giant fist from the sky.