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It is evening now.

The seraphim sits high on a throne made of golden skulls.

He was three meters tall, with three pairs of white wings spread out behind him, covering the sky, looking extremely oppressive.

Hearing his words, Li Yan was shocked.

The golden skulls under his seat are all the skulls of ascetics who successfully resisted! ?

In other words, these skulls are all ascetics who care about the Holy Kingdom and fight for the entire Holy Kingdom! ?

Before the ascetics, there were so many ascetics who failed to challenge God?

And their final outcome is to form this throne! ?

Under the pure white light, the throne made of golden skulls does not look gloomy at all, and even has a sense of holiness.

After the ascetics heard the origin of these golden skulls, they also stood on the spot.

Then there was a burst of anger that was as substantial as it was.

That is anger against God.

Feeling the boundless anger of the ascetic, the majestic voice of the Seraphim resounded again, as if stating the facts:

"In the final analysis, mortals are just livestock that I keep in captivity."

"Your fluctuating souls are my nourishment."

The words of the six-winged god made Li Yan wake up again.

His words have directly stated that the soul of the human race can become his nourishment.

Thinking of this, Li Yan suddenly thought of those ascetics who had fallen on the path of God and whose souls were still sealed in their helmets.

The reason why ascetics' unique helmets can seal their souls is because of this! ?

While Li Yan was astonished, the furious ascetic's fists were already clenched so that blood gushed down.

Once upon a time he too was an ascetic.

Because they were taught to worship God since they were young, it was God who gave them life, so he worshiped God very much.

He used to firmly believe that God could save those suffering people.

However precisely the idea.

It was God who gave them suffering.

It is the god they believe in who tramples on their pious belief so easily.

"Unforgivable...!!"

"You... are not worthy of the title of God at all!!"

The ascetic's voice was hoarse. This was the first time Li Yan had seen his mood fluctuate so violently since seeing him.

Even when the pilgrimage statue was smashed, the ascetics were not so furious.

At the same time, Seraphim slowly raised his right hand, and continued with his voice that shook the sky:

"This world has never lacked rebels, but their endings are too sad."

"Each one is a suffering soul, and will eventually become my sacrifice."

"Now, you have seen the real body of God."

"Will you choose to kneel down, or choose to become a rebel, adding to your soul the remorse of the defeated?"

The six-winged god sat on the throne from the beginning to the end, looking down at the ascetic, and asked aloud.

When his words fell, the ascetic was already furious, and leaped out, punching with boundless anger, and slammed on the pure white beam of light that descended from the sky.

"Crack——!"

There was a crisp bone cracking sound, and the ascetic's right fist broke, but the white beam of light was not affected by the slightest fluctuation.

However, the ascetic continued to punch angrily as if he hadn't seen this scene.

Blood splashed, and the white beam of light was stained red by the ascetic's blood. Even so, the white beam of light still did not fluctuate at all.

The power of the Seraphim has far surpassed that of ascetics.

The Seraphim maintained a lofty posture from the beginning to the end. He slowly raised his right hand towards the direction of the ascetic, and was about to speak, when suddenly, a golden light illuminated the sky and the earth.

"Kangdang—!"

There was a sound like breaking glass, and a golden arrow of light pierced out abruptly, shattering the protective light curtain of the Seraphim suddenly.

"laugh--!"

The sound of flesh and blood being penetrated sounded, Seraphim raised his left hand, and blocked the menacing arrow with his palm.

The arrow sank into his palm, and for the first time, Seraphim was slightly moved.

At the same time, the furious ascetic had already slammed out with his broken right fist, and the Seraphim didn't seem to want his white wings to be stained with the blood of the ascetic, so he leaped straight up to the sky.

After reaching the high sky, he looked in the direction of the golden arrow.

Behind Li Yan, the Hall of Valor is slowly rising, and at the same time, three Valkyries have appeared in front of Li Yan, standing in front of Li Yan.

"Is that so!?"

Seraphim sensed it.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he also sensed the look of the three Valkyries, with a divine aura.

God is unique.

He does not allow other gods to exist.

Not even such a weak god.

Just as the Seraphim thought of this, in the sky, the ascetic stood in front of the throne made of golden skulls, and he felt more and more the soul fluctuations of those previous ascetics.

As if resonating with pain, the seat made of golden skulls trembled slowly.

Then, under the amazed gaze of the Seraphim, the ascetic's slowly healing right fist suddenly raised.

Then Seraph seemed to realize something.

However, it was too late for him to stop it. A pitch-black light beam had pierced through the clouds at this moment and struck again, blocking his footsteps.

After hesitating for a moment, there was a loud noise accompanied by an angry shout.

Following this roar, the golden throne of the Seraph instantly fell apart.

At the same time, the bloody magic lines all over the ascetic's body instantly surged, covering his whole body.

The ascetics not only liberated their souls, but absorbed their pain.

"puff--!"

After absorbing the pain of all the golden skulls, the ascetic finally couldn't bear it anymore, a mouthful of blood spewed out, his whole body was instantly torn, and he fell straight from the sky.

With a bang, the body of the ascetic had no protection and crashed to the ground.

Feeling the sufferings suffered by those previous generations of ascetics, the ascetics realized that the pain they had suffered was not over yet.

The eyes were blurred by blood, and the vision turned blood red. The ascetic's dying eyes looked at the sky.

The Seraphim has already fought the three Valkyries.

God seemed to be really angry. He actually killed a female warrior in seconds with just a feather of light.

If it wasn't for that peculiar black ball to stop him, I'm afraid his anger would have burned all over the earth.

Under the boundless pain, the ascetic's thoughts became blurred.

On his body, countless scarlet bloods ignited like flames, even forcing back all the boundless golden energy in his body.

Li Yan showed surprise at this moment.

This power of pain actually forced back those pious beliefs!

You must know that this seraphim actually relies on faith to strengthen his body.

However, at this moment, all the power of faith was forced back from the ascetic, leaving only boundless suffering.

The energy generated by these sufferings even drives out the incomparably pure power of faith from the body of the ascetic.

Countless golden powers of faith scattered in the sky, as if a golden enchantment had been unfolded. The power of faith that was forced out of the ascetic's body was even more dazzling than the divine light of the Seraphim.

In the center of the golden enchantment, the ascetic stood up swaying as if his bloody body was about to burn out.

At this moment he finally understood the meaning of pain.

Penance is not to see God.

The meaning of suffering lies in redemption.

Suffering is pure.

Suffering is its own existence.

For me, pain is power, pain is a miracle, pain is everything to me.

"Boom—!"

Suddenly, the earth collapsed, the plates shattered and rolled, and the ascetics turned into a blood-colored comet and rushed up, as if the entire earth collapsed with it.

"Boom!!!"

The Seraphim didn't even have time to dodge, but in the boundless and violent impact, he was punched in the face by the ascetic, bombarded high above the sky, and flew straight to the direction of the moon.

Thousands of miles of clouds collapsed, high above the sky, the silver moon that had just risen made a muffled sound that spread across the earth, and then it burst apart.