I am the heroine's godfather!

"Let the funeral dirge resound from the depths of the abyss, you departed souls!"

"This is the blessing of the seven Allahs..."

With a long sigh, a powerful attack constructed from the energy of the seven evil gods slammed straight towards Loran!

That is a realm beyond human reach, the majesty of the gods!

The towering mountain was shattered by this attack. Adams turned away and stopped looking at Lorraine.

Without a doubt, this guy is dead and has no chance of surviving.

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On one side of the battlefield, Olivia, who was fighting against the Formless Alchemist and the Favored One of the Gods, suddenly paused: "Loran!"

Just now, the magical connection between Loran and her was severed.

That is to say...

Olivia's face darkened.

"Wow, they actually managed to push Adams to this point? That's quite an impressive guy."

The alchemist, devoid of form, stroked his chin: "If it weren't for Adams, that guy might really have become the savior of this city, right? Like the protagonist in a storybook?"

"Ah, what nonsense are you spouting now, you gloomy worm?"

众神眷顾者面露嫌弃：“你的意思每^日.发！书，群【6`5,0/5^0”2*3>3.8】是说，我比不上亚当斯吗？你是说如果我和那家伙打的话会输吗？”

“不，我没有这个意思每^日.发！书，群【6`5,0/5^0”2*3>3.8】......而且本来你也比不上亚当斯吧？”

"Go to hell, you gloomy piece of trash."

"Ah, I suddenly miss that quiet and gentle person who was favored by the gods."

"Huh? What are you saying? Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting."

But Olivia didn't have time to watch the two of them frolicking. With a serious expression, she flew toward where Loran was, only to be stopped by the alchemist and the God-favored One.

"Sigh, forget it, little girl. That guy is already dead, you know. If you go over there now, Adams might just kill you too."

The alchemist advised, "I don't want to see such a lovely child perish."

"What disgusting trash."

The God-Favored One kicked the alchemist again, then, with a crazed look on his face, looked at Olivia: "Alright, it's time to end this game. After all, the battle has already been decided!"

"Step aside!"

Olivia's tone held a hint of impatience, while the Chosen One let out a wild laugh: "Hahahaha...Are you ordering me around, you lowly insect?!"

She waved her hand, and a powerful attack came towards Olivia. Olivia did not dodge, but instead waved her hand and unleashed a spell.

The two attacks clashed, and smoke billowed everywhere. When the smoke cleared, Olivia's golden vertical pupils took on a hint of madness: "I said, get out of the way!"

The flow of magic in the surrounding space seemed to have changed, converging towards Olivia.

A mysterious sword appeared in the girl's hand.

"That's... the Mark of Fate? That bitch Dragon of Fate actually gave you something like this!!!"

The one favored by the gods grinned: "As expected, you are definitely her child!!!"

She lunged at Olivia, who in turn raised her sword. She didn't know what it was, but her intuition told her that as long as she stood in this space, she wouldn't lose to the one in front of her.

The battle begins again.

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On the battlefield between the Dragon of Destiny and the Bell of Watch, the Dragon of Destiny stared wide-eyed at Adams's strange figure.

"I never expected there would be someone here who could force Adams to bring out that form."

The Watcher Bell shook its head: "God's favor, this is a power that only Adams and that girl favored by the gods can obtain... It's really enviable."

"This is the power of an evil god..."

The Dragon of Destiny gritted her teeth; she knew that with this power, Loran had absolutely no chance of survival. But she had no time to mourn Loran anymore, for she knew that she would be next.

So, we're going to lose after all?

"Surrender and join us, and perhaps you too will receive the rewards of the seven gods."

The Watcher Bell advised, and the Dragon of Destiny slowly closed her eyes. A moment later, she suddenly opened them: "My people are still fighting, my city still exists, how could I possibly collude with you!"

"Seriously, so stubborn..."

The Watcher's Bell sighed: "Fine, anyway, once Adams arrives, you'll see just how worthless your so-called protection and resistance really are."

Adams, watching from afar, knew that the war was nearing its end. He turned, intending to fly back to the battlefield.

How delightful, Loren, I'll probably never forget you for the rest of my life.

However, at that moment, a holy aura spread out.

Adams turned around abruptly, only to see in the distance, after the smoke of battle had cleared, Loran slowly approaching, stepping onto the Heavenly Steps.

Chapter 114 Loran, the Holy Armor Messiah

"what is this?"

Lorian looked at the golden mark on his chest, somewhat confused. Messiah smiled and said, "This is my blessing for Lorian!"

"...I don't understand."

"Hmm! Lorian, that's your weakness. You don't understand girls' feelings at all."

Messiah pouted, a hint of helplessness flashing in her golden eyes, but a moment later, the girl smiled again: "But this is indeed my blessing! If Lorian encounters danger, it will activate automatically, and then Lorian, you can use my power!"

"Won't this be a burden for you?"

"Hmph, I am a Holy Maiden of the Holy See, it's alright, it's alright!"

......

The saintess awoke in her palace, her golden pupils looking out the window, her gaze piercing through space to land on Loran.

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He wore a triple crown, held a seven-ringed scepter, and was dressed in a white robe adorned with gold thread. His long, jet-black hair flowed freely, the ends of which were dyed platinum. His left eye was a dazzling golden holy pupil, while his right eye remained the all-encompassing pupil, burning with golden flames.

At this moment, Loran exuded an aura as if a saint had personally descended upon her.

Holy Armor Messiah Form, also known as the "soft rice form" (just kidding), is here in all its glory!

Loran felt the warm magic in his heart and sighed, "Really, I thought I would never have the chance to use this form in my life, but I didn't expect to use it anyway."

Adams frowned, looked at Loran, remained silent for a long time, and then spoke softly, "You are... the Pope?"

"Not the Pope."

Loran smiled: "It's just that I received the saint's favor."

"I don't understand."

Adams frowned. In their time, the Church did not have a saintly woman, but only a saintly son who was expected to become the next pope.

Lorraine simply smiled, while Adams shook his head: "Never mind, there's no need to dwell on these trivial matters."

"Too."

Loran nodded: "So, now, shouldn't we begin our second round?"

"Then come."

The black aura around Adams swirled again, and a continuous stream of dark battle qi enveloped him. In the blink of an eye, the magic power he had just consumed was completely restored.

Facing such an opponent, once a protracted war begins, it means that defeat is inevitable.

But things are different for Loran now. A war of attrition? You're trying to outlast a ninth-tier demigod, the human agent of the Seven Gods?

Ah.

With Messiah providing him with magic, he had completely overwhelmed Adams in terms of protracted combat alone.

Adams also noticed this. Although he didn't know where Loran's magic came from, he could feel the continuous supply of magic from Loran. More importantly, that holy magic had a special effect on him.

Even the Pope of the Church of the Seven Gods doesn't possess such holy magic. Even someone favored by all seven gods would only achieve this much.

Adams knew that if things got into a protracted battle, he would be the only loser.

There's only one way to win: a decisive move.

Clearly, the other party thought the same way.

If the battle continues to drag on, although Loran may eventually win, the human side will inevitably suffer heavy losses, so he needs a quick victory.

So, the answer is quite simple.

The aura of the evil god spread from Adams once more, and powerful magic swept out again. He began chanting the incantation to summon the evil god once more.

But Loran did not stop him. At this moment, his left eye shone with a brilliant gold, utterly holy.

He lowered his eyes, as if a god were looking down upon the world.

“From the beginning of chaos, until all things evolved, until all living beings walked on the earth.”

"Holy light, boundless night."

"The sea, with its rolling waves; the earth, which bears all living beings."

"Then all living beings rose up in war, and the name of magic was sung throughout the heavens and earth."

"Genesis: The Birth of the Seven Gods".

Meanwhile, Adams finished chanting.

"This is the blessing of the seven Allahs..."

Like the war at the beginning of creation, this is a true battle between gods!

The magic powers of the seven gods and the seven evil gods clashed, and the powerful force caused the entire space to groan in agony!

On the battlefield where the battle was raging, everyone was shaken to their knees by the sheer power of the attack, monsters knelt in fear, and all living beings looked up as if they were gazing upon a god.

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"Are these two people monsters?"

The Watcher's Bell gaped, its eyes filled with shock and horror: "Dragon of Destiny, where did you find such a terrifying creature?"

"......I don't know either."

The Dragon of Destiny was speechless. She knew Loran was strong, but no one had told her that he was this strong.

Is he able to fight Adams in his God-Blessed form and even hold his own?

It's outrageous.

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"Hey, hey, hey, what's this guy doing?"

The Archmage of Destruction Stars, who pulled his staff from Dekienko's chest and tossed him aside like trash, was taken aback. At this moment, all the S-class enemies in front of him were seriously injured and had lost their ability to fight.

Although he didn't know why his three colleagues hadn't defeated their opponent yet, it didn't matter, because he had already won!

Next, once he finishes off the opponents of his three colleagues, he can enter the battle and unleash a bloodbath.

As a result, at that very moment, he suddenly discovered that in the distance, the two strongest combatants on both sides were unleashing a power that could almost shake the heavens and the earth.

What's going on, Adams? You're not going to lose, are you?

Several S-class soldiers quickly caught Dekienko and hurriedly treated him.

They tried their best, but could only hold off the archmage who was destroying stars for a short time.

But this short period of time is enough.

They looked up at the two figures in the distance, figures that resembled both gods and demons.

"Mr. Loran, is he really that powerful?"

"You must win, Mr. Lorraine."

They prayed silently.

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