Chapter 188: "Who is the Lord of Hosts?"

The blade was clearly engraved with a line of text.
If Richard was nearby, he would be surprised to notice that the words written on the face came from the same source as the "Xinghuo" hidden at the bottom of the black tower.
Of course, this is just an intuition, because no human can truly understand this way of writing and reading words; only those who are recognized can understand the meaning of a sentence, but can never master the rules of this writing system.
In the psychic world, it is called the "angel language", and it is the truth that countless wizards tirelessly pursue. Every word written in the angel language has incredible power.
The Star Fire Furnace writes "Everything comes in fire (, while the sword held by Joan Borgia writes...

He stared deeply at the blade in his hand.
Since Qiong An can remember, this sword has been with him and bound him at the same time; it is his destiny and a symbol of noble blood.
For Qiong'an, it is more like an eternal curse.
He could not resist.
Even if you resist yourself that your father can't do, how can you resist it?
The only thing he can do is to carry it forward.
[I ask you]
The young cardinal shouted toward the sky, as if by doing so, he could transmit his own voice to the end of the sky, so that the gods living in the clouds could hear.
At the same time, the blade shimmered with a pure white shimmer, echoing him.
"Fingerprint authentication, pass. Iris authentication, pass. Password confirmation, in an emergency, your identity authentication program will be transferred to a smart audit... If the audit is not passed, enter the temporary plan C-2324, and the safety restriction lifting operation will begin. 1 , 2, 3...The removal is complete, and the protective shell uninstallation program starts."
The words that were very strange and incomprehensible to Joan Borgia echoed in his ears. It was a mechanical and rigid female voice, and the tone was not mellow, which made people feel uneasy.
But he didn't care and continued to chant the spell to lift the seal aloud.
"The outer space is temporarily carrying the ground weapon'Emperor's Staff'... One attempt, failed... The heating pipe has cooled down... The second attempt, successful. This guidance and lock will be transferred to the commanding tower satellite A-27'Mar 'S' is in charge."
"The instruction passed... the target range was confirmed. The sighting mirror has been matched to the target. The charge is in preparation..."
"The countdown is about to begin. 3..."
At this moment, the time flowing around seemed to be still. Every drop of rain that fell from the sky remained in the air, shining with crystal light.
Qiong'an's clear pupils reflected the reflection of the sword.
This saber originally had no name, but only because its purpose was to destroy all "divine enemies", so it has the name "Holy Annihilation" in the Great Sanctuary;
It is the final weapon that has slaughtered countless demons, heretics and betrayers;
It is made of half of the power left to the world by the "Angel of War", one of the four great blazing angels under the seat of the Lord God. It is one of the three great artifacts held by the Holy See and the national treasure of the Kingdom of Esperia.
"2,"
And now, it has fallen into Joan Borgia's hands; in this world, only he can use it.
Everything will come to an end, and this moment is the day of judgment.
"1,"
[I ask you...]
In a nearly fanatical tone, he read the words engraved on the blade one by one:
[Who is the Lord of Hosts? (QuisDomiuum)]
"0."
In an instant, the stagnant rainwater flew toward the roaring squally wind, drawing countless rising water columns like a tornado on the sea surface, connecting the sky and the earth, this scene is like a backflow of time.

At first, no one knew what happened.
The rain is still falling, and the night is still dark.
Until the distant horizon, a dazzling light rose up
The dark sky without stars and moon was torn apart in a flash.
It is not that the sun is rising early. Compared with the sunlight, this rising star is cold, sharp, and without the slightest warmth;
However, its brilliance is more dazzling and purer than any star, like a white horse dragging the sun wheel, and a meteor across the entire sky.
The dark clouds that have always been shrouded in the boundless wilderness, dissipated like fear, and the icy wind and rain that permeated the sky and the earth were all swept away.
Then came the sound.
It seems that there are a thousand giants beating gongs and drums in the clouds, and a thousand giants are flying from the other side of the earth, rumbling everywhere, full of oppression.
The sound gradually expanded and soon became deafening, flooding the noise of the wilderness like a wave, and finally only the same sound echoed between the heaven and the earth:
"Boom!"
A huge hole with a diameter of tens of kilometers appeared in the center of the dark clouds, and the brilliant and dazzling sky light swayed from it.
It was like a sword struggling by a giant walking in a dark world to cut through the starry sky and night covering the earth.
That light is getting bigger and bigger, more and more prosperous, and as it descends from the sky and falls to the ground, it illuminates the world and swallows everything in the field of vision--

Howard Newlen regretted it.
In his long life, there has never been a time when the regret in his heart is so strong.
Even if the betrayal of the "Stepper Wolf" was exposed, he did not have any guilt or fear, because he knew he had a chance to come back.
And that is the fact.
The only minor problem is that it took a little longer...
Therefore, he has become so old now.
A black wizard who violates the taboo will not really die, he will always come back.
No one is not afraid of death--
The more you rise to a high position, the more you have power and strength, and the deeper you explore the realm of life, the stronger your fear.
Often the more people know, the less clear they are.
The reason why Howard Newlen desperately crawled out of the coffin, dragged his aging body, and gave up his human identity...
All in order to continue to live.
But at this moment, this fear seems to have really become reality:
The Lord of Worms connected to Howard issued an angry roar ~EbookFREE.me~ and activated the burrow ability, wanting to return to the ground as soon as possible, using the nearby terrain as a resistance.
However, it was too late.
The black wizard was "buried" in the depths of the entwined meridians, and the turbid pupils reflected the white light falling from the sky and piercing the body of the evil spirit like lightning.
That light actually penetrated the barriers of a heavy carapace, skin, muscles, and internal organs, illuminating the deepest place all the time...
"Artifact..."
The black wizard murmured.
He knows very well that what can possess such power can only be the manifestation of "power" or "miracle". And neither the saints nor the gods have ever appeared.
All this is just because the other party raised the sword in his hand
"Why—"
The black wizard hiding in the kingdom of flesh and blood sighed, and was finally swallowed by the blazing white light.