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Chapter 184 Dark Judgment? Seize it, refine it in an instant!

"What are you all standing there for! If you don't make a move, we're all going to die here!"

Durank roared hoarsely at the group of Holy Judgment Mages standing beside Song Qiming.

Faced with the terrifying pressure of the eight dead kings, the holy judges finally stopped hesitating and took action.

"Gentlemen, do not lose your composure! Remember, the glory of Parthenon will never fade!" Merora raised her scepter, her sacred chant echoing across the battlefield, "I will bestow upon you the blessing of courage, dispelling all gloom! Justice will ultimately triumph over evil!"

While the temple's matriarch, Pamis, sighed with obvious worry, a barely perceptible hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

Panija's death was originally considered to be Yizhisha's final blow before her 'resurrection'!

It can both eliminate dissidents and make Ye Xinxia perish, almost destined to help her ascend to the throne of goddess again.

But who could have predicted that the man named Wang Feng would be able to summon the Black Dragon Emperor, and even more so, six Great Monarchs and two Supreme Monarchs!
The sudden change in the situation forced everyone into this chaotic battle.

Wang Feng, go ahead and make a scene! Let's make this storm even bigger!
Leave Isamu isolated and helpless, while you will be judged by the Archangel of the Holy City!

And she, the Parthenon's matriarch and the White Pope of the Black Papacy, was the ultimate winner of this game of power!

"The war drums beat for you! Fear vanishes here!"

"Follow my guidance and receive divine blessings! Warriors of Parthenon, victory will surely be ours!"

Merora's sonic magic washed away the fear in everyone's hearts like a tidal wave, and a dazzling blessing enveloped every mage.

With this double blessing, the fighting spirit was rekindled in the eyes of the trembling mages.

Temple of Faith, Temple of Judgment, Holy Judge.
Apart from the Knights' Hall, which was currently engaged in battle with the Black Dragon Emperor, all of the Parthenon's super-tier combat forces were deployed to the battlefield.

Their goal was singular—to annihilate the fallen emperors of all directions and kill Wang Feng, the 'villain' who stirred up the storm!
"Holy Decree - Demon-Slaying Sword!"

A dazzling golden lightsaber tore through the sky, crashing down with the power of divine judgment, as if to purify all darkness.

“Aa ...

The mountain's corpse roared to the sky, its crimson pupils burning with a ferocious fighting spirit. As the leader of the eight fallen kings, as a subject of the king, how could it possibly retreat even a single step?

boom--! ! !
Its massive, mountain-like arm swung out fiercely, the force of its fist like a falling meteor, crashing headlong into the judgment sword that descended from the sky!
Click!

Light and darkness collided violently, and a terrifying shockwave swept in all directions.

Under the purifying power of light magic, the flesh and blood of the mountain corpse's right arm rapidly melted away, exposing its stark white bones, yet it still did not retreat even half a step!
"Roar--!!"

It suddenly swung its other arm, carrying a monstrous aura of death, and slammed it heavily onto the ground!
Rumble——! ! !
The ground cracked like a spider web, and a terrifying shockwave instantly engulfed hundreds of Arbitration Mages.

Their internal organs were shattered in an instant, and blood gushed from their seven orifices. Before they could even scream, they were reduced to a pile of mangled corpses!
They wanted to bypass the eight fallen emperors and assassinate Wang Feng?

ridiculous!

The Parthenon today has long been a stage for a death feast!

Who dares to step forward?

Whoever does it must die!

……

Wang Feng slowly raised his hand, and a throne made of dark red bones and black crystals appeared out of thin air, hovering above the battlefield.

He held Ye Xinxia in his arms, sat down leisurely, and looked down at the battle below with an indifferent gaze, as if he were watching a boring drama.

Blood flowed on the temple steps, the howls of the dead and the screams of the mages intertwined to form a death symphony, while he merely stroked Ye Xinxia's hair gently, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Is this the indifference of a king?

Ye Xinxia looked up at him, her cherry lips slightly parted as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she just sighed softly and leaned obediently against his chest.

"That's all..."

"Since Brother Wang Feng is willing to do this, even if it means the destruction of the entire Parthenon..."

"I will stay by your side and quietly keep you company."

A complex light flashed deep in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by an almost obsessive submission.

At this moment, she was no longer an imprisoned saint, no longer a pawn manipulated by fate, but...

A bewitching concubine nestled beside a tyrant!

An accomplice who willingly accompanied him to the underworld!
……

On the other side, "We can't wait any longer!"

He abruptly turned his head, his gaze piercing the twelve judges like a blade, his voice hoarse and crazed:
"Immediately unleash the Dark Judgment! Now! Immediately!"

The twelve judges looked at each other, and after a brief silence, one of them sneered and threw out a jet-black pebble without hesitation.

Once someone takes the lead, there are no more scruples!

Wow!

One, two, three... a total of eight black pebbles shot out of the sky, hovering above the firmament, and then flew towards Wang Feng's location like meteors!

Wang Feng raised his eyes but did not stop him. He simply leaned lazily against the blood-red throne, a mocking smile curving his lips.

"finally come?"

Black pebbles swirled around him and Ye Xinxia. Suddenly, a dark curtain of light unfolded like an abyss, completely engulfing the two of them!

The Dark Execution Ground Descends!

Rumble—

Darkness spread like a tide, instantly covering the entire sacred mountain and even engulfing the edge of Athens.

A chilling, decaying, and despairing atmosphere permeated the air, as if even the light had been completely swallowed up.

And in the depths of absolute darkness—

"Roar--!!!"

A soul-shaking roar resounded, followed by the slow emergence of a colossal shadow.

The Greek god of death—Ghost!
It was clad in black and gold armor, its body crawling with rotting maggots, and its hideous tentacles wriggling in the darkness. With each step it took, the earth cracked like fragile glass.

Ye Xinxia was in the dark execution ground when she suddenly felt a burning heat deep inside her body, as if a blazing flame was burning in her blood.

A holy, ethereal figure slowly appeared behind her, its silver light flowing, exuding divine might.

Shockingly, this soul shadow was 90% similar to the soul shadow that Wang Feng had summoned at the beginning!

"The Parthenon soul... has two?!"

The guests who had been invited to the funeral had incredibly strange expressions on their faces, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Dulan, Merola, Pamishi, and even Norman and Asha's Riya, who were watching from the shadows... everyone was stunned.

They had never heard of the Parthenon spirit, which had been passed down for thousands of years.

It will be a twin star!
...

"Haila... doesn't seem so great~"

Wang Feng glanced sideways at the dark creature before him, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Before he finished speaking, a vast amount of magical energy suddenly erupted, and the Parthenon soul behind him burst forth with blazing divine light, like a scorching sun descending upon the world.

A milky-white star palace unfolded majestically above his head, its holy and magnificent aura sweeping across the entire area.

God bless you!

The holy light, meant to heal all living beings, fell upon Hai La, but instead became the most deadly poison.

The swarm of undead insects let out a mournful cry, peeling away in patches amidst the dazzling light, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Roar--"

The roar of the skeleton made the stone walls of the execution ground tremble.

This script is wrong!

It should have enjoyed the offerings just like it devoured Eisendell!
How did it become a sacrificial offering?

Boss, help me!
Unfortunately, its fate was sealed from the moment it came into existence.

"That should be enough for Qinglong to have a meal."

Wang Feng clenched his fists, and the Eye of Time and Space suddenly activated.

Refined instantly!
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P.S.: I originally wanted to capture a scene of angels descending, but after calculating, I realized it exceeded the word limit by quite a bit, so I decided against it.

Tomorrow, I'll hammer the angel!
(End of this chapter)