He raised his hand, and the Black Annihilation Thunder around him slowly condensed again. Although it was not as violent as before, it was more condensed and domineering.
Chen Lang looked at Uriel not far away, with a cold smile on his lips, his tone full of provocation and determination. "Uriel, is this the power you have after burning your life? It's nothing more than that."
Uriel snorted, and blood began to flow all over his body, which was golden blood. But as soon as Chen Lang said this, Angel Power slowly gathered again, and the golden light on the wings gradually returned to brightness.
At this time, Uriel was already looking back, his eyes fixed on Chen Lang. He knew very well that if the heresy of Chen Lang could not be completely eradicated today, the end of Holy City would really come!
Holy City There will never be a second Uriel.
He is already Strongest in the Human World.
The heresy that he couldn't solve despite all his efforts, can Holy City still have a tomorrow?
"Arrogant heretic, I will definitely end you completely and let you know that the majesty of Holy City is inviolable!"
As soon as the words fell, the two of them flashed at the same time and rushed towards each other again.
Holy Radiance Spear and Thunder Battle Hammer collided together again, the golden light and the black-purple light intertwined again, the energy wave of destruction spread again, the earth trembled, the mountains and rivers overturned, the chaotic area above the headspace became larger and larger, this shocking battle at the pinnacle of mankind is still going on, without any sign of stopping!!!
The entire battlefield became eerily quiet at this moment.
Holy City Legion and Dubai Master stopped at the same time, the magic was extinguished, everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky that was about to collapse.
They all knew in their hearts that the fighting below had long become meaningless.
It is no longer up to them to decide who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies.
The two figures above the head are the real masters who decide everything.
Any trace of aftermath that escapes between them is enough to crush any Forbidden Curse present into powder.
This is a fault-level gap, a gap that can never be crossed between mortals and the top. Natural Chasm.
Everyone can only look up and wait.
"Boom!!"
"Boom boom boom!!!"
"Buzz buzz~~~~!!!"
The collisions between Chen Lang and Uriel became more violent every time. Every time they collided head-on, it was like the world was exploding.
High in the sky, a large area of the void collapsed, and the dark space cracks were like hideous wounds, constantly spreading, tearing, and swallowing up all light.
The turbulence in the void becomes more and more violent, the wind howls, and the light and darkness are reversed.
Just because of the fight between the two of them, the entire Dubai was dragged into boundless darkness.
The sun was completely blocked, and the skylight was swallowed up by the turbulence.
Golden cities, silver towers, vast deserts...
Everything was shrouded in a depressing, apocalyptic gloom.
Between heaven and earth, there were only two extremely terrifying auras left that were clashing crazily.
One is as sacred as the ancient divine sun, and the other is as dark as the abyss of destruction.
The holy light and black thunder tore through the darkness, and each flash illuminated the entire desperate sky.
This is no longer a war.
These are two true gods on earth, crushing heaven and earth.
Michael stayed below, but his eyes never left the high-altitude battlefield. From the initial rage and unwillingness, to this moment, there was only deathly silence.
Not to mention Shaja and Mind Mage who were hiding in the dark and constantly interfering with him. Even without them, he wouldn't have been able to get into the top battle.
It was also Sixteen Wings, but the gap was so big that it suffocated him.
He knows better than anyone else that Uriel is burning life, exploding power beyond the limit at the cost of lifespan.
It was an outright fight to the death.
Michael roared crazily in his heart: Kill him...Uriel, kill Chen Lang!
As long as Uriel wins, Holy City's rule will continue, and he will naturally take over everything, and the entire magical world will crawl at his feet.
At that time, there were no constraints from Uriel, and there was no heresy like Chen Lang. Michael believed that under his rule, the magical world would undergo earth-shaking changes!
But once Uriel is defeated... that will be the complete end of Holy City's thousands of years of rule.
"God's grace is mighty!!!" Michael's eyes were red, and he suddenly raised his head and roared.
Uriel can't lose, Holy City can't lose even more!!!
"God's grace is mighty!!!"
"God's grace is mighty!!!"
"God's grace is mighty!!!"
Along with the roar of Michael, the remaining soldiers of Holy City also shouted in unison. The slogans were loud but ridiculously pale.
This sound reached the ears of the two people at the top without causing even a single ripple.
The Dubai side did not roar or slogan.
But everyone, from Chen Lang's die-hard loyalists to the originally wavering direct descendants of the family, their eyes have completely changed at this moment.
They saw with their own eyes that this young man faced the burning Uriel head-on.
He broke the rules, broke the rule of angels, and even broke the iron law of Holy City for thousands of years.
Those who were hesitant before now have only one thought in their minds, hoping that Chen Lang will win.
As long as Chen Lang wins, a new era will really come.
Above the headspace.
Uriel's aura has irreversibly withered and withered from its initial suppression of heaven and earth.
The power gained by burning life is violent, but short-lived.
He originally thought that this amount of time would be enough to kill Chen Lang.
But Chen Lang did not escape, did not avoid, and did not use any tricks.
He just stood there, confronting me head-on again and again.
Even in this extremely brutal collision, the breath did not fall but rose, and the more he fought, the braver he became.
Uriel felt the increasingly terrifying and profound power of Chen Lang, and the last bit of persistence in his heart completely collapsed.
Despair, like the cold tide, drowned him.
He looked at Chen Lang standing in front of him, and finally understood... Holy City's end was really coming.
As Holy City Archangel, he tried his best. Although this was not his battlefield, he still gambled his life's cultivation and his own life.
But even so, it couldn't be stopped after all.
"It's over..."
Uriel whispered softly, unable to continue any offensive.
The next moment, the sacred light around him suddenly dissipated, like a candle in the wind.
Sixteen Wings The light dimmed, the power was withdrawn, and the body instantly lost all support.
Holy City's most powerful predecessor, Archangel, fell straight from the sky like a kite with its string broken.
Their position is too high.
On the way down, pieces of golden feathers from Uriel's pair of Sixteen Wings that once covered the sky and the sun fell off, like a late golden snow, floating towards the dark Dubai land.
Even though many people could not see the result of the battle above, when they saw the flying feathers in the sky, they already understood the result in their hearts.
This is the best answer for Dubai.
For Holy City, it is a fatal blow!
Holy City Archangel, the strongest of the previous generation, was defeated...
The heresy won the final victory...
No, what other heretics are there?
The winner is justice.