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Chapter 357: Apocalypse Part 3

Chapter 357: Apocalypse Part 3

"Not enough... far from enough!"

Lod's eyes shone with a golden light as he bathed in the vast golden lightning. The six ancient tomoe rumbled and emitted a thunderous sound, attracting all the lightning within the golden canopy, as if the ancient thunder god had reincarnated!

However, he was still not satisfied with this!

Being in a domain where everything was gone allowed him to be even more unrestrained and freely use this violent power!

"Again"

Lod roared towards the sky, his blood red sword pointed straight at the sky!

Rumble -

In a split second, the heavens and earth shook!

The entire golden canopy turned into a torrential flood. It flowed down from the sky and continuously merged into Lod's body. Spiritual Power was like a volcano erupting. The airflow in the sky that was thousands of miles away was instantly pushed out, forming a huge vacuum zone. The space around him was even more overwhelmed. It completely shattered inch by inch!

Wave after wave of ripples that could be seen with the naked eye rippled out and instantly spread out for an unknown distance, tearing apart all tangible and intangible existences along the way!

Bang!

Lod only took a step forward, and hollow, who was thousands of meters away, instantly shattered inch by inch!

Deafening gales carried lightning, and amidst the rising and falling roars, they actually pulled out tens of thousands of rolling wind dragons. They followed behind that blood red figure, and they seemed to want to overturn the entire heavens and the earth as they charged over!

Weng -

The blood-stained sword dragged in the sky, drawing out a sword scar that stretched for a thousand miles!

The boundless sea of blood that covered the sky was followed by a monstrous wave of blood that surged into the sky, and wherever sword passed by, a blood red line was pulled out, and it carried an incomparably sharp aura as it slashed towards Zadkiel's head!

"What a terrifying sword!"

Zadkiel was shocked. When he came back to his senses, he found that the blood-colored sword was already in front of him!

He had not yet touched sword, but the sharp sword intent contained in it had already cut open the surface of his body. In a moment of desperation, Zadkiel could only raise his sword to meet the attack!

Dang!

The two swords collided again!

However, this time, the situation had changed dramatically!

The power that erupted from the seemingly slender black sword blade instantly increased by dozens of times!

The flames in Zadkiel's pupils suddenly shrank. Along with the terrifying power coming from the giant flaming sword, there was also an extremely strange vibration force. Not only was half of his body numb and trembling, but even his weapon was almost sent flying!

Lod would not let go of such a heaven-sent opportunity. He turned his body and raised his leg, ruthlessly smashing it into Zadkiel's chest!

With the support of the Thunder God Battle Form, this kick actually produced a sound explosion. The terrifying power instantly made Zadkiel let out a muffled groan, and then turned into a blue stream of light that flew backwards at several times the speed of sound. The speed of the kick was so fast that it left a charred mark in the air!

Boom!

The black clouds churned wildly like pythons, falling down golden lightning and accurately striking Zadkiel's head.

"Ah"

Countless bolts of lightning descended like a storm.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! A series of miserable screams rang out.

He only cared about guarding against the lightning in the sky. He had not expected that there would be lightning in the sky. In an instant, he had been bombarded by dozens of lightning bolts. It would have been fine if he had been himself, but the skeleton that had possessed him could not withstand it. The bones were charred black in many places under the impact of the lightning. There were even slight cracks on them.

"Enough!"

Zadkiel was enraged. He brandished his sword and slashed out a sword aura of raging flames, forcefully crushing the thunderclouds in the sky.

However, before he could even catch his breath, his pupils reflected a bloody color that filled the sky. It was like a multicolored light from the horizon, surging over with a dense killing intent. It was as if millions of steel sword swords had pierced through his body!

Zadkiel faintly felt that something was wrong. He raised the flaming sword with both hands. "In the name of the angel Zadkiel, I carry out the great god's will to cleanse all the sins of the world - the sword of justice!"

"8,000 Sword Style - Zanjutsu - Yellow Springs!"

The fierce killing intent soared into the sky, and ripples rippled in the air.

Clang -

There was a crisp sound of sword, and the slender and dark sword was suddenly unsheathed!

As sword's momentum, which was constantly being accumulated, was suddenly released, the entire atmosphere and even the space was shaking. The vast and boundless sword intent pierced through the sky, as if the entire earth was under his feet.

The boundless sword light fell like a river of stars!

After the violent Spiritual Power was condensed into a single point by sword, there was a faint golden lightning intertwined within it. The two fused together and turned into a crescent moon hanging in the sky. The boundless sword intent rushed out with a bang, as if it were forgoing to split the heaven and earth apart!

At this moment.

Heaven and earth lost their color, and all things lost their voices!

It was as if all the vitality in the world had been plundered. The land within ten thousand miles gradually withered, and flowers and trees were drained of their lives.

The sword light swept through the sky of a hundred miles and slashed down!

Rumble!

In the boundless sword light, not a single part of the city was complete.

All tangible and intangible matter was turned into dust and debris after this sword light swept by!

However, Zadkiel saw that the situation was not good and quickly retreated, but his chest was still cut by sword.

A streak of blood spread across his chest. If he did not retreat in time, he would have been cut in half!

"You want to kill me with this little ability?"

Rage burned in his eyes. "I want to see how many more times you can use this move!"

"Ah... How many times?"

A hint of ridicule flashed through Lod's eyes. sword pointed at Kiel in the distance and said, "Unfortunately, I let you down. I can use this kind of move countless times!"

"You... This is impossible"

However, Zadkiel was about to say that he was bragging, but he swallowed his words and turned into a look of disbelief.

Another black shadow slowly walked out from behind Lod. Spiritual Power, who was in the middle of sword's sword, soared into the sky.

Rumble -

An immeasurable amount of golden lightning was surging in the sky like a flood.

Lod stepped on the boundless sea of blood, and the six magatama thunder drums behind him rumbled. His entire body was bathed in dazzling thunder, and he erupted with a terrifying aura that seemed material.

Boom!

A light sound like the sound of a bell rang out, and endless thunder fell from the sky!

In the palm of Lod's raised hand, it gathered into a dazzling golden lightning spear, emitting a world-destroying aura that was like the brilliant might of the heavens!

"God of Thunder"

Golden lightning streaked across the sky, striking straight at Zadkiel's chest!

Rumble -

A huge mushroom cloud rose up, accompanied by surging waves of air.

The extremely tyrannical Spiritual Power roared like a violent storm, emitting an unbearable explosive sound. At this moment, the entire sky seemed to have lost its original brilliance, leaving only the dazzling golden light!

"Pu!"

Zadkiel rushed out of the explosion range, glaring at Lod and screaming, "I will kill you, damn Lord of Hell!"

At this moment, this high and mighty Seraph had already become incomparably miserable. Only one blue wing remained, and even half of his body had been shattered, and his breath had fallen to the extreme. He was no longer as arrogant as before.

"Not dead yet?"

Lod raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled into a strange arc. "Then let me see how many more times you can hold on!"

"Could it be..."

Zadkiel's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle, as if he had thought of something incredible!

"Congratulations, you guessed right."

Lod looked at him indifferently, and then the pitch-black sword slashed.

The familiar black shadow appeared once again!

"Minazuki"

"Four Realms of Ice!"

"Eight Thousand Sword Style - Zanjutsu - Yellow Spring"

"God of Thunder!"

"Minazuki!"

"Four Realms of Ice!"

"Eight Thousand Sword Style - Zanjutsu - Yellow Spring!"

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The great move that had been stored for thirty