"I almost forgot, you are already a turtle in the urn." Michael smiled arrogantly and looked at Mo Fan who was bound in the black formation.
Mo Fan knew that struggling was meaningless. Fortunately, the Divine Word Oath was still effective for Michael. He could only use this despicable method to drain Mo Fan's soul away bit by bit...
"In this case, why turn the entire Holy City upside down, and why let the Holy Inquisitor search everywhere..." Mo Fan said.
"My enemies are not just you, for example, the rebellious angel who just tried to rescue you. But I believe that as long as you are still on display here, some people will fall into the trap." Michael said.
"So Sariel is your lackey?" Mo Fan said.
"I just gave him some suggestions and he did it. Facts have proved that I never misjudge you. You are indeed an existence that will bring turmoil to the world. You have confused too many people. People started to stand against the Holy City," Michael said.
"Actually, you can openly admit that you are the biggest cancer in this world. Even if your cancer grows in your head, people will be in so much pain that they won't mind splitting their heads and removing you!" Mo Fan said to Michael. .
"Haha, does it really matter what I am?" Michael was holding something in his hand. He was playing with it very patiently, and there was a sound like the collision of pebbles in his palm.
After a while, Michael opened his palm, and there were eleven black stones inside!
When Mo Fan saw these eleven black stones, he basically knew that the representatives of the ten major organizations had been brutally murdered. All these stones returned to Michael alone, so everything was decided by Michael himself. No more deliberation, no more judgment.
What is Michael, and does it really matter
It really doesn't matter at all.
Are there any historians who are so naive as to point at a ruler’s nose and ask him, are you a good person or a bad person
Cancer is also good.
Even an angel on earth.
People will be at peace if they follow his thoughts. If people don't listen to his ideas, it's war!
"I know that the goddess of the Parthenon can travel all over the world for you, and can even bring you back to life, so my execution of you has not changed from beginning to end. These black stones are the ones that open the door to the dark hell. Key, let the devils in hell drag your soul in bit by bit. I am happy to appreciate it slowly, and even more happy to let people all over the world see this process... Two days, only two days , no trace of your soul is left, and your body will be nailed to the Holy City forever!"
Michael threw out the eleven black stones in his hand, and saw these black stones scattered behind Mo Fan, inexplicably still there, strangely motionless!
Black light bloomed bit by bit from inside the stone, and every time a halo of darkness bloomed, a large space collapsed directly.
This kind of collapse is not a collapse from top to bottom, but the entire space seems to be swallowed up by some mysterious force.
At first, it was just a small devouring zone. The surrounding air flow was like a river suddenly flowing through a waterfall, plunging into the depths of the space along the devouring indentation. Gradually, the space sinking areas caused by eleven black stones were connected together. A larger and more terrifying devouring zone was formed!
Mo Fan was now hung in the center of the swallowing zone. The golden armor formed by the divine oath still protected him, making his body suspended motionless in the black stone swallowing zone...
This divine oath is indeed very powerful. Even the dark purgatory composed of eleven sin stones cannot drag Mo Fan away, but... there is a crack and a gap in the golden armor composed of the divine oath.
This gap is Mo Fan's chest, and it is also the soul imprint of Red Devil Yiqiu in the Eight Soul Grid. After being amplified and torn apart by the huge black star array, Mo Fan's unbreakable soul is being sucked away bit by bit. .
The blood gathered into a red line and was thrown from Mo Fan's chest to the black stone swallowing belt.
The blue soul energy also turned into a wisp, slowly pulling away from Mo Fan's body and flying towards the eternal black abyss!
"Enjoy the last two days. In fact, I should also thank you for providing me with such a perfect ceremony to warn the world. I believe that many people will re-examine themselves after seeing your end. Is it really true? That capital is on the opposite side of the Holy City?" Michael said to Mo Fan.
Divine Word Oath…
This is indeed a very troublesome thing, which makes it impossible for Michael to execute Mo Fan directly.
Two days' time.
Although Michael doesn't want to give Mo Fan another second to live in this world, this is the only way he can kill Mo Fan.
Having completed his masterpiece, Michael flew to the temple.
He sat on the dome of the temple and summoned the Archangel Lemuel.
Lemuel couldn't help but look up at the sky. The person hanging in the swallowing black abyss in the sky was so eye-catching. However, this person was firmly guarded by the Divine Word Oath Armor of the Holy City...
"I need to resist the backlash of the divine word oath, and I will not take action again for the time being. I will leave the resisters in the Holy City to you. This time I hope you will no longer be merciful. People have been bewitched by the devil." Michael Said to Remiel.
Michael's face didn't look good, that's because the divine oath began to bite him.
The divine oath is still powerful. Since he violated it, he will definitely suffer strong backlash.
Fortunately, Michael still has the confidence to withstand this kind of backlash.
"I understand, but there are still many irrelevant people in the Holy City. Can we let them leave?" Lemuel asked.
"Outside the top ten organizations, people are allowed to redeem them one by one." Michael said.
"Why must he be executed? This will only hurt you. You have betrayed the oath of the divine language, and many ancient holy laws will be deprived of you." Lemuel said.
Lemuel felt that Michael was too persistent and obsessed with Mo Fan.
"I never misjudged him, he is the devil!" Michael said with great certainty.
"If he is really the devil, can this method really kill him?" Lemuel asked with some worry.
Michael closed his eyes and stopped talking. It could be seen from the painful expression on his face that the backlash of the divine oath had begun.
When he dealt with Mo Fan like this, he was actually dealing with himself.
The torture he endured next would not be much lighter than that of Mo Fan who was hung above the Holy City.
Even so, he will continue until Mo Fan's soul is drained and there is no longer any soul of this guy in this world!