Divine Seal: I am the Demon God Emperor's beloved granddaughter

Chapter 129 Divine Oracle, Judgment, Redemption
"Excellent, I never expected that the human race would produce such elites as you."

The Moon Demon's gaze towards the brother and sister finally shifted from that of someone looking at trash to one tinged with interest, and also revealed a palpable killing intent.

"It seems I can't keep you here."

Why not eliminate such elites as soon as possible, lest they grow into a threat to the demon race?
A murderous intent arose, and the Moon Demon's aura actually intensified.

Although his strength is at the peak of the eighth rank, there are differences even among the peak of the eighth rank. This Moon Demon is much stronger than those demon gods ranked in the last dozen or so.

"You're saying that too soon."

The rest of the 21st Demon Hunter Squad, all generals, soared into the sky to fight alongside Bai Xilong Haochen, advancing and retreating together.

However, apart from Sheng Cai'er, the others who had not yet reached the sixth rank were still somewhat weak and were quickly defeated by the eighth-rank Moon Demon, who sent them flying.

"No, Cai'er."

The battle was going badly, and Sheng Cai'er was about to activate the power of reincarnation without saying a word, but Bai Xi stopped her in time and shook her head firmly.

"Just leave it to me."

Bai Xi glanced down at the battlefield below. The situation was very unfavorable for the human race. It wasn't simply a matter of defeating an eighth-tier Moon Demon to turn the tide.

Only with greater strength can one turn the tide against all odds.

"I'll use you."

She held a golden-red token in her hand, channeling spiritual energy into it, and golden-red light shone around her.

A golden-red halo shone from behind Bai Xi, and a huge, radiant golden throne slowly emerged from the halo, gleaming with magnificent light.

The moment the golden throne appeared, the sky was dyed golden-red, and people and demons within a hundred miles fell silent, staring at the golden throne in disbelief.

Bai Xi was clearly wearing white battle armor before, but at this moment, the armor around her seemed to have turned golden-red.

His pupils changed from blue to golden red, and there seemed to be something golden shimmering between his brows.

Only when she sat on the throne did gasps of surprise ripple out.

"Yes, this is the throne of the god of apocalypse and slaughter!"

"It's Lord Dragon! We're saved!"

The Throne of the God of Doomsday and Slaughter may not rank high among the six thrones, but its destructive power is definitely among the top.

Unlike the humans' excitement, the demons who saw the projection of the throne panicked.

"The Throne of the God of Doomsday and Slaughter could not possibly be here!"

"This is not a throne, it's just a projection of a throne, nothing more than a decoration!"

"Don't panic, everyone."

A high-ranking demon suggested this to reassure the army, but in reality, he himself was quite afraid.

Even a projection of the throne possesses astonishing power.

Bai Xi whispered, "Divine Oracle:"

"Judgment."

As Bai Xi uttered her icy voice, everyone seemed to see the knight of the God of Judgment and Trial sitting on the throne.

The sun, high in the sky, seemed to have become a giant fireball, its blazing power merging with the power of the throne's projection.

Countless golden-red light swords descended, heading towards the surrounding demons, with the largest one, composed of several light swords, aimed at the eighth-tier moon demon.

The lightsaber contained extremely powerful light energy, instantly annihilating those demons of the fifth rank and below, while those of the sixth and seventh rank were also seriously injured.

The eighth-tier Moon Demon also exerted all its strength to try and withstand the light sword. "How is this possible! You're only sixth-tier! How could you possibly unleash ninth-tier power when using the Throne Projection? This is impossible!"

"Who are you?! How is this possible?!"

Realizing he might not be able to withstand it, he cried out and tried to escape, but the golden light had already trapped him within its confines.

Only in the ultimate light can one be forced to dissolve their body and turn into nothingness.

"oracle:"

"Redemption."

Golden-red light transformed into a canopy that poured down upon the human warriors who were fighting a bloody battle, and their wounds healed at a visible speed.

Han Qian, who rushed over after seeing the projection of the Divine Throne, was also extremely surprised by the scene before her.

Because Bai Xi almost perfectly inherited Long Xingyu's power.

With the power of the projection of the throne of the God of Doomsday and Slaughter, he displayed extremely strong combat power that was almost comparable to that of a ninth-rank individual, despite only being a sixth-rank body.

"You used two of the Throne's skills all at once. Are you alright? Is anything bothering you?"

Han Qian looked at Bai Xi with some worry and asked nervously.

The shock in my heart had not yet dissipated.

Because Bai Xi's "Redemption" skill seemed to be stronger than Long Xingyu's.

Where the sunlight shone, everyone on the battlefield of Zhennan Pass seemed to be enveloped in golden light, regardless of their strength or the severity of their injuries…

They all received the blessing and instantly regained full health.

"This is not the power of the God of Doomsday and Slaughter who seals the throne; it is the mercy of God and the blessing of God."

Zhuque sighed inwardly, which was her way of answering Han Qian's question from afar.

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The Battle of Zhennan Pass, which involved twelve demon gods and a large number of elite troops, has finally come to an end.

In the post-match review, everyone realized that the war was not as brutal as expected, and the human race's losses were actually less than in previous wars.

"This is all thanks to the projection of the Throne of Doomsday and Slaughter. The person who uses it has made it extremely effective when activating the first skill of Redemption."

"According to incomplete statistics, nearly 30,000 people were saved by that 'redemption' and survived."

"It greatly reduced our losses."

In the main conference room of the priest's temple, many high-ranking officials gathered for a post-war debriefing meeting, mentioning the projection of the throne of the god of doomsday and slaughter.

"Old Han, that's someone from your Knights Temple, right? I just don't know who that is, that they can use that person's throne projection and unleash such great power."

A pastor in a golden robe asked Han Qian about her.

The white-robed elder sitting in the main seat also looked at Han Qian. Although he did not speak, he exuded an invisible pressure.

"That's our Dragon Lord's beloved daughter. The Dragon Lord was worried that she might be in danger, so he gave her the projection of the throne. He just didn't expect her to use it so quickly."

Han Qian said somewhat helplessly, "With a powerful figure pressing me, I have no choice but to answer!"
"Is it her?"

Upon hearing Han Qian's answer, the white-robed elder in the main seat suddenly asked those three words, before the others could even process what they meant.

Han Qian nodded. "It's her."

No, do you have some secret that we, as comrades, can't know? What kind of riddle are you playing?