Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The black orb floating in mid-air emitted a strange dark light as it slowly descended into the bodies of everyone from the Dark Council.

Boom, at this moment, every member of the Dark Council was spiritually shocked, enveloped by a terrifying aura of death, boundlessly horrifying.

"Kill kill kill!"

The roar of a heaven-shaking killing intent erupted as, outside of the Holy See, the Dark Council's army, initially suppressed by the expeditionary forces, suddenly burst forth, then with the momentum of a rainbow, began a frenzied counterattack.

Inside the Holy See, those twenty-plus Elders and the Deputy Council Chief all frantically repaired their internal injuries while their momentum also wildly increased, their aura fearsome.

Among them, the most eye-catching was Douglas with a pair of dark wings slowly unfolding behind him, his eyes completely filled with darkness.

"Dark Wings!" Alice exclaimed in shock, legend had it that once someone in the Dark Council unfolded the Dark Wings, it was the advent of an apocalypse.

Now that Douglas had unfolded the Dark Wings, all the powerhouses of the Dark Council seemed as if they were favored by the dark deity, their strength greatly enhanced.

Douglas floated in mid-air, the Dark Wings on his back slowly flexing as the corners of his mouth curled into a bloodthirsty smile.

"Dark Light, shroud the heaven and earth!"

"Kill! Let darkness be eternal, erasing the light with slaughter!"

Boom, at this moment, a great battle erupted, all the Dark Council's powerhouses struck out frenziedly, each enveloped in boundless death aura and killing intent.

On the opposite side, the Army Commander of the expeditionary forces bellowed as the hundred faithful-conjured expeditionary soldiers under his command crazily charged into the fray.

All the red-robed bishops and archbishops were also fiercely engaging the enemy; the war had fully broken out in this moment.

Meanwhile, Douglas and the Pope, the two supreme core figures, confronted each other mid-air, one wielding a longsword, the other holding a Divine Staff.

Between the two of them, divergent lights flickered, dark and light, black and gold, completely different colors symbolizing absolute opposition.

"Tsk tsk, what's the deal with this orb from the Dark Council? I feel a terrifying attraction!"

Ye Ling's eyes reddened with excitement, nearly rushing forward to snatch the dark orb for himself. But he managed to hold back, after all, the great battle had already begun, and it was better to watch the developments first.

Alice's expression was grave, "If I'm not mistaken, that orb should be the Dark Gem recorded by the Holy See, a terribly powerful treasure."

"This gem contains the souls and the very life forces of all the strong warriors from the Dark Council since its inception. The members of the Dark Council believe this Dark Gem represents the embrace of the dark god, so they willingly sacrifice their life force and souls into the orb before they die."

Upon hearing Alice's explanation, Ye Ling's eyes lit up with excitement; it was a true treasure.

"Dammit, once the fight is over, even if it means slaughtering everyone here, I have to seize this orb for myself—it's a supreme tonic!"

Ye Ling licked his lips, the embodiment of all the Dark Council's powerhouses' life forces and souls—how terrifying would that be?

Would swallowing it directly condense the ninth Golden Core and break through to the Transcendance Tribulation Stage?

Ye Ling thought excitedly, "Not seizing it now is my graciousness to you; you must remember my mercy."

The all-out war began like an apocalyptic clash, both armies engaging in frenzied slaughter. Inside the Holy See, each Dark Council warrior revealed their sharpest fangs.

Whoosh, rampant dark beams surged unstoppable, striking the expeditionary soldiers transformed by the power of faith, their bodies immediately emitting billowing dark smoke, being madly corroded.

These expeditionary soldiers simply couldn't hinder these powerhouses for a moment; their existence was meant to create chaos and obstruct the Holy See's elite forces from bombarding the Dark Council's powerhouses.

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But the Expeditionary Force was too weak, utterly feeble in front of these experts who were all at the very least at the Golden Core Stage; they were not worth mentioning at all.

In just a few breaths' time, the entire Expeditionary Force had been slain, and the great war between the Dark Council and The Holy See had persisted for thousands of years, naturally producing means to deal with these seemingly invulnerable beings.

With the complete destruction of the Expeditionary Army, it was time for the powerhouses of both sides to fight to the death.

"The might of the Expeditionary Force is forged in bloodshed, undefeated in glory!"

Roaring, the Army Commander of the Expeditionary Force burst forth with the overwhelming power of the War God within him, and his long spear flashed with a mottled glow of blood.

Kill, the mighty warriors from both sides clashed head-on with formidable auras, forcing Ye Ling to release his Spiritual Power to protect both himself and Alice.

And in the skies, the kings of both sides, gods in the hearts of the Dark Council and The Holy See, finally made their move.

Douglas took a step, his wings of darkness flapping wildly behind him, accelerating like a streak of light, arriving beside the Pope in the blink of an eye.

With a whoosh, a sword light flickered, like a thunder dragon, brimming with murderous intent.

The Pope's expression remained unchanged, as he lifted his Divine Staff abruptly, blocking the dreadful strike with the staff radiating vast divine light.

Boom, boom, the thunderous explosions shattered the ground of The Holy See completely, clouds of dust rising wildly into the air.

"Pope! Today, you will watch your Holy See be utterly destroyed!"

Douglas roared, charging at the Pope, and the two began to fight frantically.

Every collision between the Divine Staff and the longsword was like triggering a bomb, with explosions resounding continuously, leaving The Holy See in ruins in an instant.

The once sacred grounds of The Holy See, now akin to the hellish abyss, horrendously devastated.

Meanwhile, at a distance in the open fields, Ye Ling watched with keen interest as the two figures, whose strength had temporarily broken through to the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, were genuinely attempting to kill each other, every strike lethal.

"Ye Ling, do you think The Holy See has a chance to win?" asked Alice with some nervousness.

No matter what, this was the home where she had lived her entire life, and from the bottom of her heart, she was loathe to see her home destroyed, prompting her question.

Ye Ling shook his head, "Hard to say, but the odds are largely in favor of The Holy See. I sense that old fellow the Pope surely has something up his sleeve. I can feel a terrifying presence stirring within the great hall of The Holy See."

Upon hearing this, Alice felt overjoyed; it suggested that The Holy See might stand a good chance of winning this epic battle.

"However, one can't discount the possibility that the Dark Council has some tricks left. This is a battle to the death, after all, and neither side will hold back," Ye Ling added gravely, indicating that such a battle mired in the deepest depth of both factions wouldn't end quickly, nor would it be utterly one-sided.

In midair, the Pope and Douglas were still fighting furiously, their battle the most intense.

The Pope's divine crown had been knocked off, fallen to the ground, signifying that the supreme divine glory had been shattered.

The garments of the Pope were tattered and torn, yet the overwhelming golden light that radiated from his body remained resplendent.

Douglas's wings of darkness, too, bore several particularly unsightly holes, oozing black blood that sent chills down one's spine.

"Pope! Prepare to die!"

Douglas bellowed loudly, his longsword swung forcefully, a stroke of blade light soaring into the sky, ascending into the heavens.

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