aircannonsinc Chapter 551 The Utter Devastation of Intis
Chapter 551 The Utter Devastation of Intis
Chapter 551 The Utter Devastation of Intis
"Splash..."
The iron chains snapped, breaking off from the large black lock. Countless black chains, like a startled swarm of snakes, darted swiftly from the Black Throne's hull amidst the sounds of metal sliding and clanging, disappearing into the sea and completely freeing the black three-masted sailing ship.
On the deck, the woman with black hair and a black dress stood up again.
"laugh..."
The Black Throne immediately stopped smoking, and Luze felt a comfortable coolness. Although the blazing sun overhead was still radiating intense light, its influence was distorted upon reaching this point, rendering it harmless.
'
She looked down at her body, as if confirming that the chains were no longer binding her, or perhaps savoring her hard-won freedom. Soon, a smile appeared on her lips, and her gaze slowly moved upward, finally landing on the Intis ship opposite.
Those people were looking at her with expressions of terror.
A Sequence 2 angel has gained the ability to act independently. How will she deal with the person who hurt her before?
"Damn it!"
Pierre felt a long-forgotten fear, an emotion he hadn't experienced for a long time since becoming a Solar Path Beyonder. He once again channeled all his spiritual energy, pouring it into the black staff in his hand. Soon, his body became majestic and imposing, as unquestionable as a god.
"Our Lord has brought justice to the world!"
He shouted, his white-robed figure shining brightly alongside the miniature sun, representing justice and the pronouncement of judgment: "He says, all disobedience will..."
The woman in black robes looked at him calmly, her ruby-like eyes filled with arrogance.
"!"
Lu Ze suddenly felt his hair stand on end; his spirituality was frantically warning him.
An invisible force spread out, quickly enveloping the entire sea area. He didn't know how to describe it, but he felt as if some underlying logic of the entire region had been forcibly altered and distorted, and the rules governing the world had changed!
"boom!"
Golden flames suddenly rose up—and burned on Archbishop Pierre's body!
His body spewed forth holy flames, which scorched him, quickly transforming him into an upright, human-shaped torch. The blinding light and intense heat shone on the ship, unbearable for the serving priests and the crew of the steamship, who all turned to ashes.
The purified flames were no longer used by Pierre; instead, they burned his body from within!
"Lord...Lord..."
Pierre murmured blankly and painfully, his distorted face faintly visible in the firelight, "I haven't violated my principles, I haven't!"
As a "mentor of justice," he himself must also abide by the principles of justice he has established, because these are "contracts" made with the divine and with the world. Violation of these principles will result in backlash and could even lead to a dangerous situation of spiraling out of control.
But even though he himself had not violated the principles, the flames did not accept his explanation and just kept burning, as if he were the evil that should be destroyed.
The underlying order here has been distorted by the other side!
The moment Jean-Pierre understood the situation, he made a decision immediately.
"brush!"
His entire body was engulfed in flames, leaving him no time to extinguish the fire. Instead, he suddenly pointed his short staff at the miniature sun in the sky. The golden sphere of light that had been floating in the air, slowly spreading its flames, underwent a change. It rapidly coalesced, compressing into a tiny, dense point of light.
Under such intense compression, its energy accumulates dramatically, eventually reaching the critical point of collapse!
This "sun" has exploded!
Oops!
Luze saw golden light filling the air, accumulating astonishing energy that was about to bring terrible destruction to everything here... provided it exploded.
An invisible rule influences the sphere of light, causing it to ripple gently and expand outwards little by little. Although the expansion trend resembles an explosion, the speed is incredibly slow, like that of a hundred-year-old.
The explosion process was "distorted"!
The woman in the black dress spread her arms wide, staring intently at the ball of light, and pushed it away from the sea.
Beneath the spreading sun, Intis's steamship had already melted away. Jean Pierre had already fled; as he triggered the miniature sun explosion, he transformed into a burning ray of light, grasping the short, black staff with shimmering points of light, and shot off into the distance, becoming a point of light on the distant horizon.
Intis suffered a complete defeat; their entire fleet was destroyed, and countless lives were lost. Only Jean-Pierre, a Sequence 3 fighter, escaped, taking only 0-15, "The Fourth Day," with him. While somewhat regrettable, the opponent was, after all, a Sequence 3 fighter, and possessed a powerful Level 0 sealed artifact, making him difficult to kill.
With these thoughts in mind, Lu Ze glanced at the fleeing figure before turning his gaze back to the woman in the black dress. He watched as she skillfully used her ability to dissipate the energy within the light sphere while gradually sending it away into the distance.
Ultimately, the originally devastating explosion shrank to a smaller scale, exploding in the far distance. The muffled sound of the explosion didn't reach us for a long time, but it was too late to have any effect on this place.
"Whoosh—"
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The water roared as the seawater, previously evaporated by the miniature sun, began to recede, quickly forming astonishingly large, towering waves. Of course, once all the waves reached the waters surrounding the Black Throne, they became as docile as well-fed dogs.
"6
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The black-haired, red-eyed woman withdrew her arm and turned to look at Luze, her eyes filled with an indescribable emotion. This was a Sequence 2 angel; the oppressive aura she exuded was palpable.
"that,"
Lu Ze broke the silence by speaking. He shifted his body and suddenly heard a crisp "clatter" from his right arm. Looking down, he saw a black iron chain, one end hanging down naturally, the other end connected to his palm. The black key had transformed into the chain, still binding his body.
Seriously, Roselle, how many more tricks have you got up your sleeve? What are you trying to do this time?
Lu Ze instinctively felt a sense of unease. He looked up to face the woman in the black dress, and when he saw her current state, his eyes twitched involuntarily.
—Only then did I notice that a chain, like a collar, was wrapped around the beautifully curved neck of the woman in the black dress, restricting her movements.
"Splash..."
Lu Ze subconsciously moved his right hand, causing the chain around the woman's neck to move and pull her head up slightly.
The woman looked at him, her beautiful eyes seemingly filled with anger.