Stepping on air, Yang Feng walked into the sky from the Banij City and confronted the ancient black dragon Millet transformed into and the three clerics aboard the jade ship.
Millet's eyes shimmered with a fierce and sinister glint, and he barked: "Despicable and shameless human, you lured the chaotic mountain giant from another island and seized my kingdom while we were both wounded!
You deserve to die!!
Cleric Ramat, please take action and suppress this evil heretic. I'm willing to offer this kingdom to you and spread the faith and glory of the supreme and sole true god, the Dawn Lord. "
Yang Feng sneered: "As expected of one of the five colored evil dragons, a black dragon, to slander me as soon as you open your mouth.
It was clearly you who sent people to contact the evil gods of the Desolate Islands to besiege us first. I just retaliated in passing.
Since you abandoned your brothers and people, yet you still have the face to come back alone, how shameless. "
Cleric Ramat shot Yang Feng an indifferent look, as if looking at an ant, and said overbearingly: "Mortal, I am the cleric Ramat of the supreme and sole true god, the Dawn Lord.
Convert to the Dawn Church and believe in the supreme and sole true god, the Dawn Lord, and you can live.
Otherwise, you will be treated as a heretic and purified here! "
Yang Feng was slightly alarmed, and stormy waves set off in his heart: "The Dawn Lord!
The Warlock Emperor of the 8th Warlock Dynasty?
Or one of the gods of another plane? "
The Dawn Lord was the Emperor of the 8th Warlock Dynasty. Although he was far weaker than the 7 Warlock Emperors of the previous 7 Warlock Dynasties, but he was still a terrifying existence infinitely close to being invincible.
When the Dawn Lord founded the 8th Warlock Dynasty, the Dawn Dynasty, the Gods of Dawn of all the planes that had been explored fell into slumber or hid in secret places.
Not a single plane had believers of the God of Dawn.
On the Feisuo Plane, no matter which divine system, there was no God of Dawn, because they were afraid of the Dawn Lord of the 8th Warlock Dynasty.
But now that the Dawn Lord suddenly emerged, it naturally filled Yang Feng with shock.
He realized that the three clerics were terrifying powerhouses from outside the Fei Suo Plane.
"Grand Priestesses, it won't be that easy to purify me!"
Yang Feng smiled faintly, then blurred into motion, turned into a stream of light, and shot into the distance.
Millet was an Ancient Black Dragon who had fused more than ten divinity of slaughter to give birth to the domain of slaughter. Even if he couldn't use divine power, the power of the Ancient Black Dragon itself was still very terrifying.
Such an expert was easily suppressed by the 3 clerics, Yang Feng at once felt a sense of crisis.
With a scepter in hand, an indifferent look in his eyes, great priest Ramat's eyes radiated the light of dawn, and he pointed at Yang Feng: "Petty mortal, you dare to resist the will of the great Dawn Lord.
I pronounce you guilty and will seal you in countless shackles! "
Rays of Divine Light of Dawn gushed out of Great Priest Ramat's body and turned into a field of light.
Every time the cleric Ramat uttered a word, the space around Yang Feng condensed a bit, as if invisible shackles locked the space.
As if he had sunk into an invisible air swamp, Yang Feng's speed slowed down a lot.
Rays of Divine Light of Dawn descended from the sky and formed Chains of Dawn, which wrapped around Yang Feng and burned him frantically.
There was a flash of pain in Yang Feng's eyes, and he unleashed Black Dragon Morph. In the blink of an eye, he turned into an ancient black dragon comparable to a quasi-Starry Sky Warlock rank expert. Vast and frightening dragon might diffused from him and spread in all directions. He struggled frantically.
Millet's eyes shimmered with ridicule, and he sneered: "Idiot!
Even a pure ancient black dragon like me can't break free from the Chains of Dawn, so how can a bastard like you break free? "
Yang Feng struggled with all his might, and he sensed the frightening power coming from the Chains of Dawn, which burned his body and purified his power.
The terrifying power of an ancient dragon that could destroy mountains and sever rivers couldn't break free from the Chains of Dawn.
The divine spell cast by the cleric Ramat was called Chains of Dawn Seal, which was one of the nine pinnacle divine spells of the Church of Dawn and possessed boundless might.
With his pinnacle demigod rank strength, once he cast the divine spell Chains of Dawn, even a true ancient black dragon wouldn't be able to break free.
With a thought, Yang Feng used his final trump card. The magical mechanical cloak on his back gushed with endless fiend power, and he transformed into a 4-meter-tall bakt fiend baron exuding boundless demonic might. A frightening lord rank demonic might spread in all directions.
As soon as Yang Feng transformed into a bakt fiend baron, he felt the power of the light of dawn gushing out of the Chains of Dawn become even more terrifying. Every inch of his body burned frantically and was purified frantically. Bursts of pain from his soul made him issue fiendish roars of pain.
Abyssal power and the divine power of dawn possessed by the Dawn Lord were diametrically opposed, and they mutually restrained each other.
Abyssal power could pollute divine power of dawn, and similarly, divine power of dawn could purify abyssal power.
Yang Feng's transformation into a bakt fiend baron was in unbearable pain. Abyssal fiend power, which seems to contain all the evil power in the world, gushed out of his body, but was frantically purified by dawn divine power.
The fiend baron heart inside the mechanical cloak on Yang Feng's back was losing abyssal power at every moment. Furthermore, it couldn't absorb life magic energy drifting in the world to restore itself. Only by devouring the power of other abyssal great fiends could it be restored.
Yang Feng gritted his teeth, took out 12 crystal vials containing divinity of massacre, and opened them. The 12 divinity of massacre entered his forehead and merged perfectly with the divinity of massacre in his sea of knowledge.
The Red Earth Wasteland, within the half blood beastman country, the idol of Yang Feng opened its eyes, and vast divine power gushed out of the idol and, through the laws of nether, teleported towards Yang Feng.
Inside the temple, Katherine, who has become the pope, opened her beautiful eyes, looked at the idol of Yang Feng, and barked solemnly with a dignified expression: "The great god has issued a divine decree. Everyone, come to the temple to pray."
"Great My Lord Ian, you are the sole sacred patron saint of us half blood beastmen."
"Great My Lord Ian!"
"…"
Bells rang in the half blood beastman country, and all half blood beastmen came to the square in front of the temple, closed their eyes, knelt on the ground, and recited prayers full of devotion.
Pious faith power entered the temple, passed through the idol, and entered Yang Feng's body.
Yang Feng's eyes flickered with crimson light, and a crimson domain of massacre suddenly broke out. Strengthened by fearsome divine power, the domain of massacre sliced through the white shackles constructed from divine light of dawn like a sharp arrow.
Suddenly, like a sharp sword, Yang Feng sliced through the shackles, strangely appeared in front of the cleric Ramat, and sent a claw at the other party's heart.
Yang Feng's speed was extremely fast. The other two clerics had just caught sight of Yang Feng's figure, when they were immediately affected by the queer domain of massacre. Their killing intent surged, their minds were blinded by it, and they rushed towards Yang Feng like wild beasts.
Yang Feng's embodiment of a bakt fiend baron reached out with his hand and easily dug out the heart of the cleric Ramat. Fearsome abyssal force shook the cleric Ramat into pieces.
The other two clerics were eroded by the domain of massacre. When they punched Yang Feng, however, as if they hit the hardest wall, their hands were in pain, and their faces contorted in pain.
Yang Feng slapped the heads of the two clerics with his hands and blasted them to pieces.
Virtually in the blink of an eye, the three clerics of the Dawn Lord died at Yang Feng's hands.
A scepter, a scripture, and a spear fell into Yang Feng's hands.
The divine spells of the three clerics were extremely powerful. They could even suppress an ancient black dragon, but they themselves were extremely fragile.
As soon as they were enveloped by Yang Feng's domain of massacre, they were doomed to die.
"No!"
Millet's eyes revealed a trace of fear, and he let out an incomparably mournful scream. The terrifying power of light in his head instantly exploded, instantly incinerating his head and turning it into ashes. His headless corpse fell from the sky.
With a thought from Yang Feng, the fiend force retreated, and he recovered his human body.
"Damn it, all the faith force I've accumulated so far has been consumed.
Besides, it seems that I have to go into seclusion to comprehend how to control the divinity of massacre. Otherwise, I'll become a madman. "
Eyes flashing with frigid killing intent, countless thoughts revolved in Yang Feng's mind, and he turned into a ray of light and entered the Black Dragon Country's royal palace.
The Cangzhi Plane's Turandot Subcontinent, in Warlock Antalya, a liquid metal robot identical to Yang Feng's true body opened its eyes and said in a low voice: "Now, I have enough power to explore the planar passageway."
The Obscure Mountain Range, in the direction of the Gloom Cave's headquarters, countless turrets and laser cannons have been built. Anyone who stepped out of the planar passageway of the Gloom Cave would be blasted to pieces, including Starry Sky Warlock rank powerhouses.
Heavy-Duty Transport Aircraft flew over from afar, loaded with Bladed-troops, Gunner-troops, Artillery-troops, Specter Hunters and many other types of main battle units.