The Preacher sighed, "So the rest of the work is now entirely up to you."
The clone declared righteously, "I am absolutely loyal!"
As the two were talking, the Preacher had already retreated to the front of the painting, with nowhere left to go.
The Saber King combined his two swords into one. "Since you like this painting so much, then let's embark on our journey together."
The Preacher grinned. "One day, you will regret refusing our Lord's invitation today."
Without uttering a single unnecessary word, the Saber King raised his battle sword high, his arm muscles bulging.
boom--
With a deafening whooshing sound, a white blade of energy slashed out, skimming the ground.
The dazzling white light almost blinded the clone's eyes.
The clone was frantic. " Lao Dao has no martial ethics! He unleashes his ultimate move at the slightest provocation!"
"Slow down, you old geezer! You haven't given me the gold coins yet!"
He was terrified that the Saber King's strike would tear the Preacher to pieces.
In that case, his "alias" would be gone.
Faced with the Saber King's devastating attack, the Preacher remained calm and composed.
"I admit, you are indeed very strong."
"Unfortunately, you know nothing of the Lord's power!"
Thump--
The cane struck the ground heavily, and the ruby began to sparkle.
Then, streaks of dark red light flew out from the cane and all entered the Preacher's body.
This Power of Faith of the fanatics and merged with the power within the staff.
Upon seeing this, the Saber King immediately delivered another blow.
In actual combat, the transformation doesn't grant invincibility.
Suddenly, a gray mist gathered in front of the Preacher, along with countless Wandering Corpse.
In an instant, they formed a thick wall, completely blocking the Preacher.
Two blades of energy struck it one after the other.
The first blade of energy tore a gap in the city wall, and the second blade of energy followed immediately, shattering it instantly.
The Preacher behind then revealed his true identity.
His whole body looked like a lump of dough, with his torso, limbs, and facial features constantly changing shape.
The Preacher, enduring the pain, Fervor expression and muttered incantations.
"Great and holy Lord, I offer my faith as a sacrifice, please send down the power to help me defeat evil!"
The Saber King's expression was a little hard to keep up.
So I've become the villain?
The indistinct, enormous figure in the painting took another step forward, its scarlet eyes flashing suddenly, and the Preacher's body began to rapidly expand.
The Saber King gripped his sword tightly, leaped high into the air with a powerful push of his feet, and slashed down fiercely at the Preacher was still expanding and growing larger.
boom--
A huge fist suddenly emerged from the Preacher's abdomen and hurtled toward the Saber King's face with rocket-like speed.
Instead of retreating, the Saber King advanced, letting out a furious roar, and forcefully cleaved his fist and arm together along the center line.
Not only that, his speed did not decrease at all; the blade cut through everything in its path, aiming straight for the Preacher's chest.
At this point, the Preacher had stopped expanding.
He was tens of meters tall, level with the gray fog.
From a distance, it resembles a tangible nightmare.
Its massive body resembled a twisted tree trunk, its surface covered with irregularly shaped, rough scales.
Its head was enormous, taking up almost the entire upper half of its body.
Countless whisker-like tentacles extended from both sides, swaying and moving incessantly in the air, emitting piercing shrieks.
A ring of blood-red eyes shone from the center of its head, emitting a chilling, eerie light.
The hands lost their five fingers, replaced by more tentacles covered in barbs, like whips.
Upon seeing this, the Believer Clone couldn't help but say, "He will also manifest his beast form like you."
The Preacher at this moment was exactly like the Abyss beast.
The Dharma King immediately retorted, "Nonsense! We're much more handsome than him."
The clone nodded; he agreed with that.
"Roar--"
The Preacher opened his blood-red maw and let out a deafening roar that made the entire Snow City tremble.
The Saber King snorted coldly, and his skin gradually turned red, with wisps of white steam rising from the top of his head.
The Believer Clone widened his eyes. "Holy crap! Lao Dao's almost done!"
"Ha--"
The Saber King exhaled a breath of white air and charged forward with his sword.
Compared to the colossal Preacher, the Saber King was as insignificant as an ant.
However, his small body unleashed unparalleled power, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding void.
call--
The Preacher swung his right arm, and more than a dozen serrated tentacles on it Space Rend and fell down.
" Frenzied Saber Slash!"
The Saber King swiftly wielded his battle blade, creating an impenetrable wall of sword energy in front of him.
Bang bang bang bang--
The attacking tentacles were completely shredded.
The Saber King's speed increased instead of decreasing; he broke the Preacher's right arm with a heavy blow, and then slammed his entire body into the opponent's chest.
With a loud "boom," a bloody hole several meters in diameter appeared in the Preacher's chest.
The Saber King used the power of his physical body to blast the Preacher had obtained the "divine power," right through him.
The Saber King who charged out from behind the Preacher changed his grip to a reverse grip on his sword and stepped on the Preacher's back to climb upwards.
" Heaven Slaying!"
The blade unleashed an astonishing penetrating power, piercing through the Preacher's body, which was more than ten meters thick.
The Saber King's blood and qi surged, and he charged towards the Preacher's head with his sword.
The ground beneath their feet was instantly cleaved open by the blade.
"Break--"
Just as the blade reached the Preacher's neck, the Saber King abruptly stopped, raising his sword high in the air, and a streak of white blade energy pierced through the Preacher's body in an instant.
Starting from the hole in his chest and continuing down to the back of his head, nearly a third of the Preacher's body was split open, with only the top of his head remaining partially attached.
Take advantage of your weakness to kill you.
The Saber King gave his opponent no time to breathe, his arm muscles bulged, and he raised his sword again, ready to cut off the Preacher's head in one fell swoop.
Just then, the Preacher's face suddenly appeared on the split back of his head.
He raised his severed right arm, from which countless tentacles shot out.
Left with no other choice, the Saber King had to sever his arm again.
But just as the knife in his hand fell, he caught a glimpse of countless dark red tentacles attacking from behind.
It instantly swallowed him up, forming a cage.
These tentacles originate from underground.
More accurately, it originated from the soles of the Preacher's feet, quietly hidden underground, waiting to launch a sneak attack.
He is like a big tree, firmly rooted in the ground.
The barbs of the tentacles all pierced into the Saber King's Flesh and Blood, thirstily drawing energy from his body.
At the same time, both the Preacher's penetrating chest wound and his almost split upper body were healing at a visible speed.
The Preacher boasted Yangyang, "This is the power God has given me, enabling me to transcend the limits of martial arts."
"You had another opportunity like this right in front of you, but you didn't cherish it."
Having said that, the "cage" began to slowly shrink, as the Preacher attempted to grind the Saber King into powder.
" Lao Dao, I'm here to help you!"
Qin Ze's voice suddenly boomed like thunder in the sky.
The Preacher looked up and saw a golden meteor hurtling toward him.