Chapter 1669: Chapter 201 Immortal Evil Witch King
The Pope took out the map, identified it, and said in a deep voice, "That mountain is the main peak of the Death Mountain Range. The Dark Demon King and the entrance to the Demon Realm sealed in the past are on the top of the main peak." While the Pope was speaking, a large number of black dots suddenly emerged from the main peak. From the sky, in a short while, the mountains were covered with various creatures. Having seen these before, Xuan Ye exclaimed, "It’s the dark alien races. The main force of the Church of the Dark Saint seems to be here."
Ah Dai snorted coldly and said, "Grandfather Pope, you and several priests prepare a large magic spell as a gift for them. The three Sword Saints and I will be responsible for defense. I believe that no one will be able to break through our defenses." The Pope nodded and without hesitation urged the four Red Robe Priests, "Large-scale Divine Judgment, quickly." As he spoke, he raised the Angel Wand and began chanting the spell of Divine Judgment. Ah Dai and the three Sword Saints sank their bodies slightly, and the golden Life and Death Battle Aura, blue Gentle Breeze Bright Moon Battle Aura, red Fire Nightmare Battle Aura, and green Green Lotus Battle Aura instantly formed a thick battle aura defense. Below, large shadows flew up towards Ah Dai and the others in the sky. From their variously colored wings, Ah Dai discerned that they were indeed the Winged Tribe who had betrayed justice.
The flying ability of the Winged Tribe was very strong. In a short while, thousands of Winged People surrounded Ah Dai and the other eight, from all directions.
Ah Dai looked at them coldly, not in a hurry to take action. As long as the Pope and the others’ Divine Judgment was successfully launched, none of these dark alien races would be able to escape. What he needed to do now was to conserve energy as much as possible to deal with the Immortal Evil Witch King and the Evil Dragon who had yet to appear.
The Winged Tribe did not immediately attack. The Wing King flapped his golden wings, floating in front of Ah Dai and the others, accompanied by the Moon King, the fiercest among the twelve Kings of Heaven. Despite having many subordinates, the Wing King didn’t have any confidence. From the fact that these newcomers could fly, he understood that they were the strongest of humans. The command given to him by the Head of the Dark Saint Church, Astari, was simple: delay the advance of the human army as much as possible and, once conflict broke out, do everything to weaken the humans’ strength.
The golden light of the Divine Judgment was continuously condensing in the sky, dyeing the blood clouds in the sky gold. With the Pope and the four Red Robe Priests personally guiding it, the magic completion speed was much faster than usual. The Wing King sneered, "I advise you all to leave here quickly. No one can stop the darkness from descending upon the world. When the Lord of Hades from the Demon Realm arrives, I’m afraid none of you will escape."
Ah Dai’s eyes flashed with a golden light, and he said calmly, "Escape? That’s a word I’ve never considered. If you don’t want to die, leave the Death Mountain Range immediately, and we won’t stop you. Otherwise, you’ll be the first to die." The Moon King floated lightly before Ah Dai, ten meters away, her soft body writhing slightly, exuding an alluring charm. She naturally understood what the Pope and others were doing and identified their identities from their attire. She smiled and said, "Little brother, I think you should retreat. With so many of us, we won’t let the magic be activated." As she spoke, she gestured continuously with her hand behind her back towards the Wing King, instructing him to command his subordinates to prepare to attack immediately. The golden clouds in the sky, containing surging energy, brought her deep unease.
Ah Dai frowned and said, "I don’t know who you are, but I can introduce these seniors to you. In the center of our group is the ruler of the church, His Holiness the Pope. Surrounding him are the four Red Robe Priests. The magic they are now launching is the sacred light system Level Eight Magic, God’s Judgment. Used by these five experts whose strength exceeds that of archmages, the power of this magic is definitely not inferior to the Forbidden Curse. Although your forces below and around us are numerous, few might survive under such a large-scale magic spell."
At this moment, the Wing King already signaled his subordinates to take action. As Ah Dai finished his words, a multitude of high-level Winged People charged towards the group from all directions. There was no need for Ah Dai to take action; the hot-tempered Goshawk circled both his hands, and intense red light burst forth from his body, instantly enveloping all nine of them. The dozen Winged People who first rushed into the Fire Nightmare Battle Aura instantly turned into flying ash.
The Moon King’s face changed. Although he sensed the strength of the four surrounding ones in front of him, he didn’t expect them to be so powerful. All the Winged People were stunned; none dared to come forward. Ah Dai, as if unaware of these changes, continued, "I will also introduce these three seniors to you." Pointing to Yun Yi, he said, "This senior in blue, I believe, some of you may have heard of, though you’ve never met him. He is none other than the Eastern Sword Saint Yun Yi. This one here, in red and who just took action, is the Northern Sword Saint Goshawk. And this last one, I think you can guess correctly, yes, he is the Western Sword Saint Harry. As for me, I’ve taken over the position of my grandmaster and become the new-generation Southern Sword Saint, and also the Sword Saint of the Tian Gang. Remember my name; I am Ah Dai, Grim Reaper Ah Dai. The Assassin’s Guild was destroyed by my hand back then."
By this time, with the delay, the Divine Judgment of the Pope and the five others had been completed. Naturally, the Pope had just heard Ah Dai’s speech and understood its meaning. With a slight motion of the Divine Wand in his hand, a thick golden lightning bolt suddenly fell, causing the entire valley to tremble as if it were in turmoil. The lightning, as it passed through the skyborne Winged People, claimed the lives of hundreds. When it struck the ground, it caused a severe explosion, wiping out at least a thousand dark aliens in the blast of Divine Judgment.
