Chapter 1989: Chapter 1117: Shocking Change on the Battlefield_2

Upon hearing this, the tension on Saint King William’s old face completely dissipated, followed by a hearty laughter.

However, after a few laughs, Saint King William suddenly realized something and quickly asked Scot in panic, “Your Grace, did you just say that this is also a type of ancient spell?”

“That’s right, this ancient spell contains the power of the deities. Only the Chosen Son of God can use it, and of course, only the Chosen Son of God can break it.”

Scot nodded calmly, unfazed, “Rest assured, since the Era of Blankness, the Chosen Son of God no longer exists, so no one can break the spell of that Supreme Lord!”

“But isn’t my long-cherished ‘Wrath Judge’ also an ancient spell that requires special power to activate?”

The alarm on William’s old face became more evident as he blurted out, “But that spell was completely shattered by the other party!”

“I heard about this matter, the ‘Wrath Judge’ has been stored for so long, and most of its power has already been lost. At that time, could the strength of the Pope be compared with that Supreme Lord?”

Scot waved his hand dismissively and said scornfully, “In my view, the other party was merely lucky. How could the Coldflame Kingdom have a Chosen Son of God? Could it be that Otherworlder who appeared not long ago? What a joke…”

However, before Scot could finish his scornful words, a sudden change occurred.

Only the muffled rumble of thunder brewing in the sky could be heard. The next second, with a loud “boom,” a shocking thunder strike tore through the sky and descended straight onto the black fog-laden camp of the enemy.

The lethal thunder light struck the ground, and where it reached, those black fog soldiers affected by the lightning screamed and vanished into thin air.

Immediately after, a second bomb of thunder, a third… In the blink of an eye, thunder light overflowed within the enemy camp, dirt splashed, and soon more and more black fog soldiers turned to nothingness amidst the thunder light, making one dizzy.

“Is this… the attack of the Chosen Son of God?!”

Watching the once-invincible black fog soldiers being struck and disappearing, Scot could hardly believe his eyes, and the calm composure on his old face dissipated instantly.

His slightly opened mouth was like a throat clamped by an invisible hand, making it difficult to make any sound for a moment.

According to the intelligence previously mastered, the Otherworlder used the rare Thunder Magic. Could he actually be the Chosen Son of God who was thought to be extinct?!

“Impossible, absolutely impossible! The Chosen Son of God should only be that Supreme Lord!”

A trace of panic finally appeared on Scot’s old face, and he unconsciously took a few steps back.

Just as the other party was stunned, at the core of our team, Leo Ray, who was reinforced with various buffs, was meditating and frantically casting spells.

With the escort of the Tie 5 Powerhouses, Leo Ray, protected in the center, resembled a mobile cannon, and wherever the Nature Staff pointed, thunder bombs roared with an extremely shocking momentum.

Under Leo Ray’s unrestrained bombardment, coupled with the Power of Divine Grace significantly enhancing the spell’s attack capability, a path was quickly opened to the core area where the Dark Gold Magic Tower and Saint King William were located.

“They… they’re coming!”

Seeing Leo Ray and others riding the waves amidst the sweep of thunder light, Saint King William’s old face turned as pale as paper, and even his body began to tremble slightly.

Although he was also a Tie 5 Powerhouse with overwhelming strength, in the face of such a grand army of Tie 5 Powerhouses, his strength and any trump cards he held seemed insignificant!

The most critical point was that his all-out siege had resulted in numerous casualties among the Coldflame Soldiers, and that vengeful Otherworld trash would never let him off!

This crazed and devout old Saint King clearly understood that his situation was already completely dire.

As William’s heart filled with anxiety, pondering whether he should make a quick escape.

Leo Ray and the Powerhouses were already like shining meteors in the black fog, close at hand to him.

“So that is Saint King William?”

In the intervals of casting spells, Leo Ray caught a glimpse of the golden-armored old man standing beside the Throne, looking overwhelmed.

The crown on top of the opponent’s head was already dim under the shroud of black fog, and his pair of bloodshot old eyes was filled with terror.

“Saint King, you are already at a dead end.”

Leo Ray’s voice, like the thunder of judgment, reached William’s ears, “Order your soldiers to cease resistance, maybe I will grant you a dignified funeral!”

“No, Your Royal Highness the Holy Lion of the Coldflame Kingdom, this was all orders given personally by the Supreme Lord, claiming the Coldflame Kingdom’s fortunes had ended, stating that it was to eradicate heresy that the Lonely King waged war!”

As Leo Ray and our imposing main Powerhouses approached, William’s legs softened, and he hurriedly explained.

He pointed to Scot beside him and said, “The Lonely King was merely misled by the Temple of Light, I had no intention of opposing the Coldflame Kingdom!”

“It’s too late now to have regrets, it was your overestimation of your abilities that made the Coldflame Kingdom exceptionally powerful.”

Leo Ray glanced at William, then turned to the white priest-robed Scot, saying lightly, “Currently, the grand army of the Ironhand Archipelago has formed a two-front assault with our Coldflame Kingdom, invading the Grimm Kingdom and Pars Empire from the coastline. Your defeat is destined, why resist until your last breath?”

“What?!”

Before Scot could respond, Saint King William jumped up with shock, “The Ironhand Archipelago invaded my Grimm Kingdom from the coastline? But why didn’t the Lonely King receive any news?”

“Your Majesty, the Supreme Lord feared you would be distracted, so he did not have me inform Your Majesty. This was merely a small act of goodwill to conceal the truth.”

Scot stepped back to William’s side, frowning, “Your Majesty, do you, devout as you are, intend to defy the Temple of Light?”

“What the hell is the Temple of Light!”

Faced with Leo Ray’s pressing and Scot’s concealment, William almost lost his sanity, yelling at the old archbishop, “All of this is the Temple of Light’s conspiracy, it has nothing to do with the Lonely King!”

“Haha, Your Majesty, don’t be so heartless. No matter what, our Temple of Light won’t let the Grimm Kingdom fall into any predicament.”

Scot stepped forward, leaning close to William, asking, “Your Majesty, do you, as devout as you are, dare to go against the Temple of Light?”

“What nonsense about the Temple of Light!”

Before Scot could respond, Saint King William jumped up first, and shouted in astonishment, “You dare to make a move against the Lonely King?”

Scot, with a malicious expression, took a step forward, moving closer to William, and furrowed his brow, “Your Majesty, as you just said, the sacred path to the Light always requires sacrifice, is it not now your turn?”

“What… you bastard…”

Struck by the other’s attack, William’s body suddenly froze on the spot.

“Haha, Your Majesty, you just said that the holy path to the light always requires sacrifices, no? Now it is your turn to embark on it.”

With that, the black fog around Scot surged, completely engulfing the dying William within it.

When the black fog rapidly dissipated, Saint King William had already vanished without a trace.

In his place was a deadly chill, rushing towards Leo Ray and the others, causing their hearts to flutter ever so slightly.