Chapter 2517 - 525: Lord of Dusk
Chapter 2517: Chapter 525: Lord of Dusk
"What vicious words!"
"You made a mistake yourself, and now you want the world to be destroyed, dragging us to accompany your burial."
"This is the heart of a devil!"
The crowd was filled with righteous indignation.
Indeed, it was a contract with a devil that gave Kane, the Demon Swordsman, his extraordinary power.
What a heretic!
The old man sighed, his expression filled with pity.
"You’ve lost your sense of direction."
He opened a book of the "Dawn Scripture" and prayed softly, his expression devout.
Countless rays of dawnlight merged into streams.
They formed a glimmering river above Larrel Holy City.
"A miracle, so magnificent!"
"Devil, go to Hell!"
Within the radiant river, a sacred greatsword materialized.
It was about a thousand meters long, capable of vanquishing heaven and earth!
Boom!
The greatsword seemed to descend from heaven to the mortal world!
Its brilliance overwhelmed, causing everyone to involuntarily close their eyes.
The warm Holy Light caressed their weary bodies.
When they opened their eyes, they were dumbfounded.
A giant hand was holding the descending holy sword.
It was the figure of a swordsman in Black Armor.
His physique was imposing, standing tall and straight, with a weathered face.
Crack! Accompanied by the sound of the holy sword shattering.
He shattered the cross with a single smack, and then grabbed Kane, the Demon Swordsman.
"Who... who are you? This is an act of blasphemy!"
The Pope was shocked, unable to maintain composure in front of his followers.
With his power, it should be impossible for someone to hide in this world right under his nose.
Unless... unless this person came from beyond the heavens!
Levi couldn’t be bothered to respond and was about to leave.
Suddenly, high above, the glimmering river became denser and began to spin.
Within the vortex, a giant human face quietly appeared.
"Desecrate my Lord and still want to run?"
The Pope prayed to the sun-disc-shaped sacred relic in his hands.
It was made from the relics of the first-generation saints of the Church.
That Pope’s power was infinitely close to that of a true angel.
So the sacred power was extremely great.
It would not be used unless at a critical moment.
The indifferent face locked the heavens and the earth, the space within hundreds of miles suddenly stagnant.
Levi frowned slightly.
He only wanted to save someone.
This wasn’t Nora.
The Nar world had a large population, and it was also one of the Belief Lands of the Heavenly Father.
If things escalated, it would be troublesome if the Father sent down angels to deal with him.
It’s even possible He might send down a God’s Incarnation.
Gods especially cherish their divine power and are reluctant to use it lightly.
But not necessarily for important Belief Lands.
In a split second, the indifferent glimmering face pressed down oppressively.
Levi punched upwards and invoked the "Secret Word of Destruction"!
In the eyes of the saints and many believers.
Levi seemed to transform into a colossal red flame giant a thousand meters tall.
His breaths were like thunder, his inhales gusted like the wind.
A massive axe appeared in his hand!
With a domineering slash, he ripped the glimmering face into two halves!
Shattering that vast, unstoppable miracle.
"This... this."
The Pope spewed blood in disbelief.
"How is this possible? Even a Level 8 Late Stage Demon would be destroyed by this move."
Who is this mysterious person?
Why did he save Kane?
Could it be that he was the one who taught Kane the Extraordinary Techniques?
Levi looked at the Pope, hesitated for a moment, and pointed a finger.
A Thunderbolt Beam shot out.
The Pope, a Level 8 Early Stage Saint, pampered and indulged.
Was no match for Levi even in a single round.
The next moment, he was swallowed by the Thunder Sea, dissipating into smoke.
His true soul emerged.
"Sinner, I will not die. I will go to heaven and accuse you of your crimes!"
The saint’s true soul roared.
Levi launched a "Death Finger".
The next moment, the true soul trembled as if struck by lightning.
"You... you’ve angered the Gods! The Master of Dawn will punish you!"
The saint’s true soul also fragmented.
"So noisy. I’m not the young lord I once was."
This strike from Levi, indeed carried a bit of personal vendetta.
More than fourteen hundred years ago.
His father, whom he had never met, died at the hands of the Church of Holy Light.
Since he had already torn apart the facade, he had no more qualms.
It’s just as well to release the pent-up anger of a thousand years.
He swung out another sword, and Sword Qi ripped the magnificent church in half, turning it to dust.
"That felt great!"
Relishing the moment, Levi decisively Shattered the Void and departed.
It’s time to go, lest the angels truly descend, then it would be his turn to weep.
All of a sudden, he sensed something amiss.
Danger Perception sounded a crazy warning, a premonition of danger descended upon the Fool Rune.
"Did retribution come so quickly?"
Levi’s heart was startled as he looked at the scene.
It was a giant Demon Mountain traveling through the darkness.
On it, there seemed to be the imposing figure of a Flame Demon.
It wielded a world-extinguishing greatsword on its back, its expression arrogant.
Suddenly, its blurred face moved as if turning its gaze over.
Then it displayed a strange smile.
Levi felt his hair stand on end.
"Did this Flame Demon sense my peering? Surgard has become stronger!"
Though he couldn’t see it clearly, Levi was sure it was his old acquaintance Surgard.
It was stronger than a few hundred years ago, definitely not an ordinary level 9.
Neither Green Ghost, Star Ape, nor the unknown angel of the Dark Ancient Tower, nor the White Dragon Mountain Master.
None of them sensed Levi’s peering.
Only this Surgard did.
With that thought, Levi didn’t hesitate any longer.
He transformed into thunderlight and vanished into the Star Realm Ruins Sea, quickly heading towards Nora.
Couldn’t provoke it, had to retreat.
This Surgard really sticks like a leech, wherever he goes, it follows.