Spear of Destruction

"The Lord will eventually return to the earth."

"When the path of Justice is shrouded in darkness, when the weak are devoured by the wicked, the Lord will return to the earth."

"When the blood of the murderers fills the Valley of Vengeance, when the lost Lamb thirst for guidance, the Lord will return to the earth..."

Luther was praying Consciousness.

His eyes were unfocused and glazed over, his body broken and Distortion, constantly tearing apart yet constantly repairing itself. Three deep red, semi-transparent figures floated behind him, their red hair flamboyant and their expressions Pride.

People stared blankly.

The whole world seemed to have lost all color, with only Luther in sight being a deep, intense red. It was a symbol of destruction, a glorious war fought in blood and fire!

"Hehe..."

The leading man wore black armor splattered with blood, and had long red hair cascading down his shoulders. He was none other than the former "Red Angel," the "God of War," Medici. The deep, bone-revealing scars on his young, handsome face were gone, replaced by a vibrant and lighthearted air. The powerful and terrifying aura emanating from him was no less formidable than that of the "Abomination" that blotted out the sky.

The other two "Conqueror" appeared somewhat blurry, only vaguely discernible, though one of them seemed to bear a resemblance to Sophia.

"How are you two? It's been a long time since we've been back to how things were. Do you feel nostalgic or angry?"

Medici smiled and asked the two Angel and evil spirits beside him.

"It's a pity, a regret that when I had the ability, I didn't tear your mouth apart."

"Agree."

The two figures said.

"Even if you two cowardly cowards joined forces, you wouldn't be a match for me..."

Medici retorted without backing down.

Although their physical forms have separated, upon closer inspection, the three Angel's bodies are still connected at the base, rooted in Luther's chest—he has removed the "Black Knight's" armor because the remaining Spirituality is insufficient to sustain it.

He slowly raised one arm.

"Boom!"

Flames ignited in his palm.

"Alright, let's save the nonsense for later."

Seeing this, Medici took the initiative to end the conversation. With a smile on his face, he looked at the Curse and Filth body of the "Abomination" in the center of the island. "It would be a waste not to hunt some interesting prey since we've finally come out here. What do you think?"

The two Angel, Sauron and Einhorn, fell silent, as if in agreement. They followed Medici and placed their right hands on Luther's shoulders.

Then the flames in Luther's hand began to burn fiercely.

At first, the flames were orange-red, then quickly turned incandescent white, then cyan, and finally became a deep purple. Each time the flames changed color, the temperature rose dramatically. When they reached a deep purple, they emitted not only extremely high temperatures, but also a terrifying aura of dominance, as if they were conquering everything!

Whether it was the pirates in the distance, the two kings in the center of the island, or even the Frenzy Suah, they all felt a shocking pressure at this moment and were unable to muster any will to resist in the short term.

The flames spread, carrying a terrifying temperature as if they were about to evaporate the Sea, diffusing, condensing, intertwining, and condensing above Luther's palm, gradually forming the shape of a spear.

Sequence 1 "Conqueror's" powerful finishing move, "Spear of Destruction"!

This is a qualitative leap in "Harvest" ability, capable of causing considerable destruction to the target, and if a weakness is hit, it could even lead to direct death!

"Lord, may the Nations praise you, for you will Judgement all peoples justly and guide the four corners of the earth. May your enemies be scattered, driven away in your sight like smoke blown away by the wind, like wax melted by fire..."

Luther prayed aloud, gripping the flaming spear and pulling his shoulder back little by little. The three translucent spirits did the same, grasping something and spreading their arms. Their eyes, covered in a deep rusty red, clearly saw the weakness of the colossal creature at the center of the island—the very center of that tree trunk!

Once this "Spear of Destruction" is thrown...

"Click, click..."

As Luther made this move, the aura of destruction emanated from the spear, and his body shattered inch by inch, cracking like ceramic, beyond repair.

"Hurry up!"

Behind him, the black-haired Antiya stood with her arms outstretched, her Spirituality surging. Using her Angel power, she activated "Distortion," supporting his movements. At this moment, the Angel's red eyes flickered with worry and anxiety, "Quickly throw that thing away! Your body can't take it anymore!"

In the center of the lake.

"This is the Red Angel."

After removing her pale mask, Bernadette's face regained some color. She was still astonished by the power displayed by the giant flaming spear when she suddenly felt the pressure around her ease.

What happened?

She couldn't help but look up and saw the strange scenery of the island rapidly fading away, the huge, black, viscous arms retracting one by one. Suah's enormous body was slowly shrinking back, crawling upwards like a multi-legged, mountain-like centipede, trying to squeeze into the spatial rift it had forcibly torn open.

"The Abomination" Suah is trying to escape!

Upon seeing the three "Conqueror" simultaneously emerge from Luther, this Angel Monster, who fought almost instinctively, finally felt fear and immediately chose to retreat without hesitation. After all, He was merely mad, not stupid.

We must keep Him!

Bernadette thought anxiously to herself. Ignoring the consumption and negative effects of the Grade 0 Sealed Artifact, she activated "Mystical Reenactment" once more.

Suddenly, she took out a chess piece from somewhere and tossed it far towards Suah.

This is another Fairy Tale Magic she has mastered. "The Game of Time!"

Its function is to slow down the target's movement, as if entering a region with a different flow of time.

The chess piece instantly transformed into a stream of light, and Suah's body paused for a moment, her movements becoming somewhat sluggish. However, her Angel status negated most of the effects of Bernadette's magic, and her sleeves continued to climb.

He didn't have time to deal with them; all He wanted to do was escape!

"Enlarge!"

Upon seeing this, Nast on the nearby ship immediately issued a command with authority, Order and law took effect instantly, greatly slowing down the flow of time in the space where Suah was located!

Suah's movements grew increasingly sluggish, yet she showed no sign of stopping. Her Filth body continuously emanated an aura of Curse, counteracting the effects of the two kings.

"Hateful..."

Bernadette gritted her teeth, unleashing a surge of Spirituality from her body, while Nast beside her provided the same full support. However, their strength was still insufficient, and they could only watch helplessly as Suah, with their combined power, slowly climbed up the rift beneath the dark sky.

"Crunch-"

Luther's arm was stretched to its limit, his eyes completely locked on Suah. But the latter's forearm had already reached the edge of the crevice; with just one more step, he could slip inside and escape.

He's really running away!

Anxiety flashed in Bernadette's eyes.

He was so close; if only someone had stopped him just a little longer...

The kings, struggling to hold on, Luther at a critical moment, and Antiya, who was giving her all... no one present could stop the "Abomination" Suah's advance. Although driving Him away could be considered a success, He was still a dangerous hidden danger!

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People watched as a giant hand of Suah reached into the crevice, countless mouths uttering chaotic sounds—were they mocking, or were they feeling fortunate?

However, He was too quick to rejoice.

Suddenly, above Suah, in the higher sky, the forbidden Spirit World was forcibly torn open by some great force.

Immediately afterwards, dark clouds, shrouded in a violent pressure, suddenly descended. Before everyone's eyes, a deafening bolt of lightning struck!

"Click!"

Thunder roared, lightning flashed, and a terrifying force struck Suah's arm precisely.

Praise the Fool!

On the nearshore waters, aboard the Ghost Ship "Blue Avenger," Alger bowed his head in prayer.