NOVEL NEXT One Piece: Holy Cult
Chapter 26
Chapter 26
The horn breaks the song.The souls of the strangers returned to stability, and the mountain-like angel stood in front of the mountain-like Riana.
Riana's goal is to destroy the living, to destroy Farran.In her eyes, there is no innocent person in the world, everyone should be punished, and the penalty is to sacrifice their soul.
But because of the angel standing in front of him, the punishment of the whip of the soul could not be dropped for a long time.
Riana was outraged.
Her eyes were condensed with infinite blood, glaring at the angel, glaring at Uriel who had grown up to be an angel.
It was as if two lakes of blood suddenly appeared on Montenegro.
Infinite resentment wailed in the blood lake, and infinite souls struggled and sank in the blood lake, begging for rescue.
Then a straight light shot out from the blood lake, blood light.
The blood was filled with resentment, death, and spiritual power enough to destroy thousands of souls, and it shot heavily at the angel's chest.
Like a cannonball blasting on the sea, Uriel, who was transformed into an angel, swayed like a wave of water on the chest of Uriel, whose body was condensed by the golden light of faith, and two big holes were knocked open by the violent blood light.
Countless desperate souls entered Uriel's mind with the blood, and his mind was instantly filled with countless mournful wailing and despair.
Along with Rui Anna's bloody gaze, there was singing again.
"The ballad of eternity, the movement of the soul's curtain".
Rui Anna is not a warrior, she doesn't have the ability to fight with a knife, and she doesn't have the idea of fighting with a knife.
Singers have the fighting style of singers.
And she is the most talented, hardest-working, and most powerful singing among all the singers in Faran.
At this time, she no longer sang the spring breeze, no longer sang the sun, her singing was as sonorous as a knife blazing in the sky, like an iron spear driving long.
In the void around Uriel, the power of the singing deformed the void, creating countless sharp folds, like a blade cutting through the void.
In the air, countless turbulences appeared, with sharp tips, like spears advancing straight forward.
Thousands of blades, thousands of spears.
Yu Uriel's spirit was still chaotic under the impact of the blood eyes, and when he was ups and downs under the wailing of the resentful soul, he broke into the light that radiated outside the angel's body and illuminated the sky and the earth.
The flames of angels can melt metal knives and guns, but they can't stop the stabs formed by these songs.
In an instant, the singing knife and sound gun will break into the body, and the golden angel will be cut and stabbed thousands of times.
At this time, there was a sudden wind in the sky.
With the sound of the horn of charge.
Use sound to resist the attack of sound.
The singing voice is cold and sharp.The horn was loud and clear, and the bombardment shot into the sky.
In the moment when thousands of knives and guns are at your fingertips, the huge horn in the left hand of the angel Uriel does not need to be blown, and there is a roar of the horn.
Countless sound waves rushed out of the horn in response to the melody of the charge, like countless cannons firing in unison.
The trumpets fell before the singing.
Numerous bulges and deformations appeared in the air, like bursting gunpowder, which exploded before the blade and spear tip.
The swords and guns were scattered, and the singing was scattered.
Disintegrate Riana's singing into nothingness.
Then the horn continued to blow into Uriel's ear holes, resounding in the chaotic spiritual sky.
The howling of the wraith was blown away by the horn, and the chaotic spirit was suppressed by the invigorating horn. Uriel's mind and will became clear again.
I have lingering fears.
I am used to close combat where swords and swords intersect, but I didn't expect Rui Anna's fighting style to be completely different. One mistake, she was almost killed by Rui Anna.
"Sure enough, he is indeed the most dazzling opera star in the Holy Flan in the past hundred years," Uriel looked at Riana and said with emotion.
"Really? But I don't like this title at all, because it gives me nothing but pain." Riana's indifferent voice vibrated in the trembling of the entire royal capital, with killing intent to freeze everything.
"Now I know very clearly that instead of using my singing to please the world, it is far better to let the world fear and tremble in my singing until it perishes in despair."
During the conversation, Rui Anna's singing never stopped for a moment, but became thicker and darker, and countless wraiths sang in chorus.
A voice full of resentment towards the world joined Riana's singing.
The singing is like the hatred of one man against another, one family against another, one country against another, one age against an age.
Love often only lasts for a moment, but hatred can last for hundreds or thousands of years.
The singing is hatred, lingering for thousands of miles, lingering for eternity, like eternally entangled silk threads that cannot be cut, intertwined into a huge black axe above the city of Faran.
A large axe used by executioners to decapitate heads.
The giant ax is bigger than the bodies of angels and devils. It sets off a violent wind that tears the world apart, cuts through the clouds gathered in the sky, and cuts towards the glorious head of the angel.
The horn is still blowing, and the sound waves are like artillery, turning the air into countless shells, facing the big axe.
It's just that these air cannonballs, which are enough to hold a small boat, are insignificant in front of the big axe.Like a small pebble thrown at a majestic mountain.
The shell exploded without even leaving a slight trace on the mountain peak.
"It's useless. Your horn is loud, but my singing is the endless hatred of countless undead for thousands of years against this world."
"Human beings are so greedy and never know how to be satisfied. There is only hatred for this world. The sound of the horn is just a hypocritical cry of a mere man, destined to be crushed by the song of hatred."
Riana watched the futile explosion and listened to the inaudible sound of the horn under the loud sound of the black ax falling, and said mockingly to Uriel.
"What you said... makes sense," Uriel said calmly, looking at the giant ax coming from the sky.
"Many times, a person's cry from the bottom of his heart can't wake up even a few people. Futile shouts and unreasonable talk are indeed nothing but delusion in the face of the eternal hatred of mankind."
"But hatred is not unbreakable."
"Hatred is very strong, and it is heavy because of its solidity. People who bear heavy hatred are too tired and too hard. No matter how persistent they are to hatred, somewhere in the bottom of their hearts, they will long for the comfort of getting rid of all shackles."
"Human beings are desperately thirsty for ease. Therefore, the yearning and expectation for ease is the only trump card for mankind to fight against hatred." The long sword in Uriel's right hand was raised high, and the intense golden light pierced through the darkness. The sky, illuminating the cracked clouds.
"The eternal yearning for ease, beauty, and ease is what is called—faith!"
Millions of faith points cast Uriel's angelic body, battle horn, and of course the straight sword in his hand.
The straight long sword is extended successively in the burst of golden light. Every extension is the straightforward and sincere prayer of countless believers.
Hatred is lingering and heavy, entangled and disturbed, but faith is from one to the other, absolutely straight.
The straight sword of faith pierces the entangled ax of hatred.
The pitch-black blade meets the bright-gold tip at last.
There are no deafening bangs, no bright lights that spread across the world.
Between the giant ax and the long sword, there is only a constant annihilation of each other.
In the tens of millions of years of the sea calendar, among the tens of millions of "One Piece", neither the previous nor the next, just happened to catch up.Then there is nothing to do, just click and take a look.As soon as it is delivered, Lao Liang asks for a recommendation for collection.
(End of this chapter)
The horn breaks the song.The souls of the strangers returned to stability, and the mountain-like angel stood in front of the mountain-like Riana.
Riana's goal is to destroy the living, to destroy Farran.In her eyes, there is no innocent person in the world, everyone should be punished, and the penalty is to sacrifice their soul.
But because of the angel standing in front of him, the punishment of the whip of the soul could not be dropped for a long time.
Riana was outraged.
Her eyes were condensed with infinite blood, glaring at the angel, glaring at Uriel who had grown up to be an angel.
It was as if two lakes of blood suddenly appeared on Montenegro.
Infinite resentment wailed in the blood lake, and infinite souls struggled and sank in the blood lake, begging for rescue.
Then a straight light shot out from the blood lake, blood light.
The blood was filled with resentment, death, and spiritual power enough to destroy thousands of souls, and it shot heavily at the angel's chest.
Like a cannonball blasting on the sea, Uriel, who was transformed into an angel, swayed like a wave of water on the chest of Uriel, whose body was condensed by the golden light of faith, and two big holes were knocked open by the violent blood light.
Countless desperate souls entered Uriel's mind with the blood, and his mind was instantly filled with countless mournful wailing and despair.
Along with Rui Anna's bloody gaze, there was singing again.
"The ballad of eternity, the movement of the soul's curtain".
Rui Anna is not a warrior, she doesn't have the ability to fight with a knife, and she doesn't have the idea of fighting with a knife.
Singers have the fighting style of singers.
And she is the most talented, hardest-working, and most powerful singing among all the singers in Faran.
At this time, she no longer sang the spring breeze, no longer sang the sun, her singing was as sonorous as a knife blazing in the sky, like an iron spear driving long.
In the void around Uriel, the power of the singing deformed the void, creating countless sharp folds, like a blade cutting through the void.
In the air, countless turbulences appeared, with sharp tips, like spears advancing straight forward.
Thousands of blades, thousands of spears.
Yu Uriel's spirit was still chaotic under the impact of the blood eyes, and when he was ups and downs under the wailing of the resentful soul, he broke into the light that radiated outside the angel's body and illuminated the sky and the earth.
The flames of angels can melt metal knives and guns, but they can't stop the stabs formed by these songs.
In an instant, the singing knife and sound gun will break into the body, and the golden angel will be cut and stabbed thousands of times.
At this time, there was a sudden wind in the sky.
With the sound of the horn of charge.
Use sound to resist the attack of sound.
The singing voice is cold and sharp.The horn was loud and clear, and the bombardment shot into the sky.
In the moment when thousands of knives and guns are at your fingertips, the huge horn in the left hand of the angel Uriel does not need to be blown, and there is a roar of the horn.
Countless sound waves rushed out of the horn in response to the melody of the charge, like countless cannons firing in unison.
The trumpets fell before the singing.
Numerous bulges and deformations appeared in the air, like bursting gunpowder, which exploded before the blade and spear tip.
The swords and guns were scattered, and the singing was scattered.
Disintegrate Riana's singing into nothingness.
Then the horn continued to blow into Uriel's ear holes, resounding in the chaotic spiritual sky.
The howling of the wraith was blown away by the horn, and the chaotic spirit was suppressed by the invigorating horn. Uriel's mind and will became clear again.
I have lingering fears.
I am used to close combat where swords and swords intersect, but I didn't expect Rui Anna's fighting style to be completely different. One mistake, she was almost killed by Rui Anna.
"Sure enough, he is indeed the most dazzling opera star in the Holy Flan in the past hundred years," Uriel looked at Riana and said with emotion.
"Really? But I don't like this title at all, because it gives me nothing but pain." Riana's indifferent voice vibrated in the trembling of the entire royal capital, with killing intent to freeze everything.
"Now I know very clearly that instead of using my singing to please the world, it is far better to let the world fear and tremble in my singing until it perishes in despair."
During the conversation, Rui Anna's singing never stopped for a moment, but became thicker and darker, and countless wraiths sang in chorus.
A voice full of resentment towards the world joined Riana's singing.
The singing is like the hatred of one man against another, one family against another, one country against another, one age against an age.
Love often only lasts for a moment, but hatred can last for hundreds or thousands of years.
The singing is hatred, lingering for thousands of miles, lingering for eternity, like eternally entangled silk threads that cannot be cut, intertwined into a huge black axe above the city of Faran.
A large axe used by executioners to decapitate heads.
The giant ax is bigger than the bodies of angels and devils. It sets off a violent wind that tears the world apart, cuts through the clouds gathered in the sky, and cuts towards the glorious head of the angel.
The horn is still blowing, and the sound waves are like artillery, turning the air into countless shells, facing the big axe.
It's just that these air cannonballs, which are enough to hold a small boat, are insignificant in front of the big axe.Like a small pebble thrown at a majestic mountain.
The shell exploded without even leaving a slight trace on the mountain peak.
"It's useless. Your horn is loud, but my singing is the endless hatred of countless undead for thousands of years against this world."
"Human beings are so greedy and never know how to be satisfied. There is only hatred for this world. The sound of the horn is just a hypocritical cry of a mere man, destined to be crushed by the song of hatred."
Riana watched the futile explosion and listened to the inaudible sound of the horn under the loud sound of the black ax falling, and said mockingly to Uriel.
"What you said... makes sense," Uriel said calmly, looking at the giant ax coming from the sky.
"Many times, a person's cry from the bottom of his heart can't wake up even a few people. Futile shouts and unreasonable talk are indeed nothing but delusion in the face of the eternal hatred of mankind."
"But hatred is not unbreakable."
"Hatred is very strong, and it is heavy because of its solidity. People who bear heavy hatred are too tired and too hard. No matter how persistent they are to hatred, somewhere in the bottom of their hearts, they will long for the comfort of getting rid of all shackles."
"Human beings are desperately thirsty for ease. Therefore, the yearning and expectation for ease is the only trump card for mankind to fight against hatred." The long sword in Uriel's right hand was raised high, and the intense golden light pierced through the darkness. The sky, illuminating the cracked clouds.
"The eternal yearning for ease, beauty, and ease is what is called—faith!"
Millions of faith points cast Uriel's angelic body, battle horn, and of course the straight sword in his hand.
The straight long sword is extended successively in the burst of golden light. Every extension is the straightforward and sincere prayer of countless believers.
Hatred is lingering and heavy, entangled and disturbed, but faith is from one to the other, absolutely straight.
The straight sword of faith pierces the entangled ax of hatred.
The pitch-black blade meets the bright-gold tip at last.
There are no deafening bangs, no bright lights that spread across the world.
Between the giant ax and the long sword, there is only a constant annihilation of each other.
In the tens of millions of years of the sea calendar, among the tens of millions of "One Piece", neither the previous nor the next, just happened to catch up.Then there is nothing to do, just click and take a look.As soon as it is delivered, Lao Liang asks for a recommendation for collection.
(End of this chapter)
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