Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 602: Night of Falling Stars

The light flickered on the woman's lower abdomen, and the power of the divine flame crystal and the hexagram inscription intertwined, making his body radiate a blazing temperature.

The demigod had a complicated expression.

The old man waved again, and the two of them came to the night when the star was born.

On a dark night, in the endless plains, a crescent-shaped village clings to the mountain. If you look up at the sky at this time, you will see a star cluster with a little light and shadow, dragging a long tail and falling on a farmhouse. The light flashes and disappears, as if nothing happened.

A phantom appeared quietly, looked at the woman approaching, sighed slightly, then grabbed a shadow in the void and merged into the woman's figure.

At the same time, meteors fell to the ground all over the world, and there were meteors streaking across the night sky. There has been an ancient legend circulating in this world: every star is a powerful god, and the falling of a star represents the fall of a god.

The Pope of Light looked at the meteor shower in the sky, and his slightly ethereal voice seemed to come from the Lord of Light, without a trace of human emotion: "The gears of fate have begun to turn again. Arrange it and find the place where these meteors fell. Either destroy it or believe in light.

"

The top strongest men on the continent all raised their heads and looked at the starry sky with different expressions in their eyes.

In the crescent-shaped village, there stood a woman dressed in black. Her eyes revealed deep reluctance as she caressed the baby's face lovingly. Her figure was now extremely dim, as if she would disappear at any time. She looked at the faint hexagram mark under the baby's right shoulder.

With trembling hands, he placed the baby next to the bed of a sleeping aunt in the farmhouse, then turned and left.

Xingluo was in tears at this moment, mumbling to herself: "I am a human, why do you keep saying I am a weapon?!"

After knowing the whole story, he collapsed. Although he saw his father, he couldn't help but burst into tears, because his mother was dead and the energy of the demigod had been integrated into his body, and it was only to protect him from being destroyed by the Divine Flame Crystal.

Xingluo didn't know who to seek revenge on, and his eyes were full of confusion.

As a time mage, he knew that the God of Time and Space had long been dead and was now nothing more than his shadow left in the long river of time at different times. Although he still had certain powers, he could no longer be called alive.

As for the demigods surrounding the mother, they didn't do anything. They just tried their best to make her sacrifice meaningful after she chose to sacrifice herself.

It was still the father he had never met. From the very beginning, their family had been shouldering everything, and his father was also a pawn in the revival of mankind.

As a human being, he can only kill all the gods in the world to make his mother's sacrifice not in vain, to make the efforts of several generations not in vain, and to be worthy of the God of Time and Space who has long died but has guided him time and time again.

Xingluo's confused look gradually disappeared.

The old man slowly approached and patted him on the shoulder.

"You are both a human and a weapon. It's time for you to wake up."

"But remember - behind you always stand countless humans who died in resisting the gods. Don't forget that."

The old man seemed to be afraid that Xingluo would forget, so he reminded him again.

Countless blurry figures emerged in the void.

They held up the flames, their eyes blazing:

"We leave everything in your hands."

“——Aaaaaaaaah!!!”

Xingluo roared towards the sky, the Divine Flame Crystal completely shattered, and raging flames shot up into the sky.

The abyss trembled, and countless shadow creatures crawled on the ground, trembling.

"From today on, I am not alone."

"I am the spark of humanity."

Outside the Flame Hammer Magic Workshop, the earth was shaking.

A golden crack a hundred feet long was torn in the dark sky, and blazing holy light fell from the sky, covering the entire earth.

"Mortal, hand over the God-killing suit."

The Pope's voice was low and cold.

At this moment, he has completely become an angel vessel, with twelve wings spread out behind him and holy light shining like a tide, like a god of judgment descending from heaven.

In front of him, Constantine was half-kneeling on the ground, his broken armor had been burned black by the holy light.

boom--! !

At this moment, from deep within the workshop, a red flame suddenly shot up into the sky, tearing apart the holy light and transforming into burning wings.

An incomparable aura swept across heaven and earth, causing the holy light to tremble violently.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

A deep voice came from the violent energy, with a cold metallic echo.

The energy flames slowly subsided, and a figure slowly walked out of the workshop door.

The God-killing Battle Armor: Abyss Soul covered the entire body, with dark red inscriptions flickering, flowing with the light of the abyss and starlight intertwined.

The godslayer sword, Fallen Star, hung behind him, the blade trembling slightly, as if roaring in hunger.

The God-killing Shield: Absolute Boundary stands on the left arm, and the hexagram inscription on the surface rotates slightly, releasing an undercurrent of the law of devouring.

Even the bracelet exudes a terrifying aura of oppression, especially when fighting against the demigod container Pope.

At this moment, even the space stood still.

Constantine looked up and saw the figure, with a hint of shock in his eyes:

"Xingluo...is no longer the same person..."

"Are you the Pope?"

Xingluo spoke slowly, his voice so calm that there was almost no emotion.

The angel container was slightly startled, then sneered:

"It's just a weapon forged by a mortal in the old days. Do you dare to speak nonsense in front of the gods?"

"weapon……"

Xingluo lowered his eyes and slowly stroked the hexagram inscription on his chest with his left hand.

"Perhaps you are right."

"I... have existed to kill God since I was born."

He slowly raised his head, and two flames of energy burned in his pupils.

"But even weapons have the power to choose who they are aimed at."

The next moment, the air suddenly exploded and Xingluo disappeared on the spot.

--boom! !

The God-killing Sword, Fallen Star, slashed across the sky, the blade wrapped in dark red light, directly shattering the holy light barrier in front.

"Delusion!"

The container roared, the twelve wings vibrated violently, and countless holy light chains turned into a torrent of light that rushed into the sky.

Boom boom boom——!!

The two extreme forces collided head-on in the void, causing a piercing scream.

The earth cracked, the air collapsed, and fragments of the void floated around the two of them, as if the whole world was trembling with this battle.

"Mortals, feel the power of God!"

Pope An raised his hands high, the halo behind him slowly rotated, and hymns suddenly rang out between heaven and earth.

[Divine Punishment: Heaven's Judgment]

The blazing white light column fell with a loud bang, transforming into a huge holy sword hundreds of feet long, slashing towards Xingluo with endless authority.

"Absolute Realm - Open!"

Xingluo raised his left arm, and the hexagram inscription on the God-killing Shield: Absolute Boundary suddenly lit up, and the space twisted, swallowing up all the light.

boom--! ! !

The Holy Sword stopped for an instant three feet away from him, and then it shattered with a loud bang as if it was backfired, turning into a golden rain of fire all over the sky.

"How can it be?!"

The Pope's pupils suddenly contracted.

"mortal……"

Xingluo's voice was cold and ruthless: "I can also kill gods."

As the power of the God-killing Suit continued to flow into his body, Xingluo's aura became more and more terrifying.

His pupils had completely transformed into a torrent of energy, and cold runes were faintly flashing deep in his pupils.

A cold aura spread out, causing Constantine to involuntarily take a step back.

"Xingluo...his humanity...is being devoured..."

But Xingluo didn't care at this moment.

His voice was completely devoid of emotion, only indifference remained:

"Gods are nothing more than parasites of the higher dimensional world."

"I am the fire, the flame that will destroy you."

"You are just a mere mortal, seeking death!!"

The Pope roared, burning his own soul and completely liberating the power of the angel container.

The twelve wings behind him turned into a blazing white galaxy and rushed towards Xingluo madly. At this time, his power surpassed that when he fought against the Storm Lord.

"bring it on."

Xingluo slowly raised the God-killing Sword, Fallen Star, and the scarlet flames instantly surged a hundred feet, burning the entire sky into dark red.

--boom! ! !

The sword flashed and the world suddenly became silent.

The entire battlefield was torn into a bottomless chasm, and time and space were surging wildly on the edge of the rupture.

When the energy dissipated, the Pope's figure was already shaky.

Six of his twelve wings were cut off, and his light completely dimmed.

"How is it possible...I...am the vessel of God..."

His voice was trembling and there was fear in his eyes.

Xingluo slowly approached, and the God-killing Sword trembled slightly:

"Tell the Lord of Light that his time has long ended."

——Pfft!

The sword blade slashed, golden blood splashed. The Pope's body collapsed and turned into countless light particles and dissipated. He finally died completely. At this time, the Church of Light had no direction.