Chapter 277: Angels Win, Death Loses

But his attack was still terrifying, and the Death Scythe swung, cutting a huge hole in space.
The two's tenth soul abilities collided with a deafening roar, and powerful energy raged across the heavens and earth, affecting the ground as well. Many from both the Holy Spirit Cult and the Spirit Hall perished in the aftermath, and many more were injured.
The earth was shaking, the air was trembling, and many people were unable to stand steadily.
Shi Yu stared at the sky without blinking, his heart in shock. Is this the strength of the tenth soul skill?
The scene of the two people's soul skills clashing filled his eyes, and the surging energy made him tremble with fear.
The confrontation between the two did not result in a decisive outcome in an instant, but instead ended in a stalemate.
Everyone was watching nervously, so that the originally chaotic and fierce battlefield suddenly became miraculously quiet at this moment.
Neither side fought again. At this time, the Spirit Hall had no intention of defending, and the Holy Spirit Cult had no intention of attacking.
"Boom boom boom..." The Pope and the God of Death both showed pain on their faces. The energy of the collision continued to impact them, causing them to suffer extremely serious injuries.
Both of them gritted their teeth and persevered. This was a battle of life and death, with no room for retreat.
"Justice is invincible." The Pope gradually gained the upper hand, and at a certain moment, he suddenly shouted loudly, bursting out with power to gradually defeat the attack of the God of Death.
"I don't believe it!" the Death roared unwillingly, trying his best to hold on.
But the power that the Pope unleashed was too terrifying, and he couldn't resist it.
The angel's holy light of purification caused the huge shadow of the God of Death to quickly disintegrate and disappear. After it completely vanished, it was the body of the God of Death that disappeared bit by bit.
Death was still making his final dying struggle, and he couldn't just accept this outcome.
"I am the god of death. Death is both an end and a new beginning for me. You can't really kill me."

"Pope, you win this time, but one day in the future I will surely rise again. Just wait for me then." The voice of the God of Death echoed between heaven and earth.
After resisting in vain, he had no choice but to accept this fact. He looked at the Pope with a cold and resentful look and chose to detonate the God Seed without hesitation.
"Since I am going to die, let everyone be buried with me," the Death said madly, wanting to take everyone below with him to die.
The Pope's expression changed, and she quickly intervened. She could not care less about the lives of the Holy Spirit Church members, but she could not ignore the people of the Spirit Hall.
The people below also heard this and became panicked, with many people fleeing for their lives.
Shi Yu moved fifty kilometers in just one or two breaths, and was already far away from the Jialing Pass area.
This Grim Reaper is going to play big after his failure. For safety, it's better to stay away from him.
Fifty kilometers still felt a bit unsafe, so he moved another fifty kilometers further. This distance would only take a few seconds for him.
"Boom boom boom..." The body of the God of Death, the seed of the God's throne, exploded, releasing extremely violent energy that was ready to destroy everything.
This energy could not only wipe out all the Spirit Hall and Holy Spirit Cult members in the Jialing Pass area, but it could also kill at least two-thirds of them, which would result in the deaths of millions of people.
The Pope, with a merciful heart, had no choice but to sacrifice some of his own essence to stop the God of Death's crazy behavior.
"Pope, we will definitely meet again, haha." A gray light flew out from the raging energy of the explosion, and the resentful voice of the God of Death was heard.
The Pope wanted to stop it, but considering the energy of the explosion, he didn't go. Even if some of his soul still survived, it would not be a threat to her.
She was able to defeat the completely victorious God of Death, so why would she be afraid of a God of Death with only a remnant soul left?
Moreover, it is inevitable that she will become a god after this battle, and then she will be even less afraid.
I'll just let him run away this time. It won't be too late to find him and kill him once I become a god.
Under the Pope's full control, the exploding energy was contained, causing only limited damage below, without causing excessive casualties.
"Long live the Angel God, long live the Angel God..." Seeing that the energy was under control, the people on the Spirit Hall side shouted excitedly, extremely excited.
Many people even cried with joy; this scene was too emotionally impactful for them.
The angels they believed in were indeed invincible beings, able to defeat evil and bring them light.
The people on the Holy Spirit Cult side wailed in despair. They no longer had the courage to continue fighting and began to flee.
There was no one to maintain order, because the generals who were supposed to maintain order, the high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Church, ran away even faster.
There was no point in commanding them at this point; running was their only way to survive.
The outcome of this war was decided from beginning to end by these two hundred-level warriors.
The battles of the others were merely a supporting role, and even if a victory or defeat was decided, it would not play a decisive role.
What's more, at this point, the winner hasn't been decided yet, it's just a close match, so this is even more meaningless.
"Everyone, stop! Those who surrender will live, those who flee will die!" The Pope's voice came from the sky.
She also flew down from the 10,000-meter altitude area, still in the air, allowing everyone to see her.
Although she was severely injured in this battle and her energy was somewhat weak, a Level 100 warrior was still a Level 100 warrior. Even in poor condition, the pressure she felt was still very strong.
When she spoke, many people from the Holy Spirit Church stopped in fear.
If it were any other Spirit Hall expert, they would definitely ignore her, but this was a Level 100 expert, so they absolutely could not ignore her words.
Not everyone stopped obediently, and ran even faster.
The Pope of Death took action, mobilizing the Holy Light to split into thousands of thread-like beams and shoot them at those who were still fleeing.
The sacred thread accurately found those who were still running and pierced their bodies, killing them. Even the Titled Douluo were killed instantly by her move, leaving them with no power to resist.
Shi Yu, who had just returned, happened to see this scene and was surprised. The Pope's power seemed to have become even stronger.
The others were equally horrified, while the Spirit Hall people were overjoyed and shouted the angel's name once again.
The people from the Holy Spirit Church who stopped were all trembling with fear.
As for those who were running, they were gone. The Pope's attack just now killed all those who disobeyed her and dared to run. A single move killed more than 30,000 people in an instant. It was truly terrifying.
"Pope, oh no, angel god, spare my life, I am willing to surrender, please don't kill me." Some people from the Holy Spirit Church began to kneel down and beg for mercy, just wanting to live.
More and more people knelt down and begged for mercy, even the evil spirit masters were no exception.
(End of this chapter)

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