The intense tune of "VOODOO KINGDOM" is still being played rapidly, and the fierce battle between the two monsters has also entered the most intense peak!

At this time, Bai Lang had already burned his boat, abandoning all his concerns in his heart, and putting life and death aside. There was no victory or defeat, no gain or loss, no mind was blank, but I just wanted to fight! Enjoy the most extreme and most enjoyable stimulating experience before the death.

He has long been forced to the limit, and every collision is a new transcendence. What he wants is no longer victory, but burning his life to the end, so that his soul can be sublimated newly. For the next rebirth, he will raise the upper limit of new growth.

"Life is endless, battles are endless! This is the feeling of being alive!"

Bai Lang waved the emerald-colored evil cross and shouted excitedly, forcing Dior to retreat continuously, his whole body shining with blood-red lightning, and continued to speed and regenerate, so that he could barely resist the violent attack like a tsunami.

In the excited fight, the two of them exploded precious statues, crushed rows of prayer seats into powder, destroyed the perfect painted murals, shattered all the glass, and hit the main hall all the way.

You Wanna Run away or Wanna Die ?!(Do you want to escape or die?)

When BGM sang here, Dior didn't want to take the dead end of the road, which was meaningless to her. He jumped high, then inserted the head of the Virgin statue into the wall in the air, and then took advantage of the force to climb quickly and climb upwards.

She was unwilling to fight hard, and wanted to delay time and waste her life.

"Black Thorns!"

The Fel's Bloodsucking Wave roared, and invisibly a black bandaged werewolf grabbed his body, and his powerful torso bent and exploded, directly throwing the White Wave and Fel's Christ into the sky.

During the flight, Bai Lang held the end in his hand and threw the cross. Jesus' left arm penetrated deeply into the stone wall, and once again leveraged the force to exert force. His body stretched into a black line and chased Dior.

"whispering sound!"

Seeing that they couldn't get rid of the white waves, the two fought again.

Amid the fierce bronze collision, the two men fought from the ground to the dome of the cathedral.

The storm was pouring violently, the dull thunder rolled, and lightning bursts tore the dark night, illuminating the sky above London, and the White Waves and Dior fought to the top of Westminster.

The midnight verdict is the vampires' festival.

...

At this time, someone was already braved the heavy rain on London Bridge, wearing rain gear, and rushed towards Westminster Temple. Then he looked up and saw a magical picture beyond reality.

Due to distance and light issues, people cannot see the two people fighting fiercely on the top of the church, but see the "freak energy and blood light" detonated by Christ and the Virgin respectively. The two lights are intertwined, and the jade and wine are constantly flashing and disappearing, beautiful, like an aurora.

So these passers-by drew crosses in front of them and shouted excitedly: "God, is it you?"

...

In the wonderful melody that cannot be stopped, Dior's statue of Maria has been severely distorted, and his whole cheeks are sunken; and the cross in Bailang's hand is not much better, with potholes covered with deep dents.

Now, both of them are on the verge of limits. In the low rage, the evil Christ shines with a strong emerald light, and the Virgin of Blood also bursts out with dazzling lightning. The two of them give all their strength and complete the last collision at the top of the cathedral.

DUANG~!!!

The unprecedented "holy sound" that surpasses everything has overwhelmed the white wave's BGM.

When the lyrics sang: "Shang ももえないはくく (heavy cause and effect fate will never end)", the dome under Bai Lang and Dior's feet could not withstand such a strong impact and collapsed directly.

The two of them slighted their feet, and they tangled each other and fell downwards...

The moment he fell, Dior, who was above, looked ferocious, and his hands danced the statue of the Virgin again, descended from the sky and smashed towards Bailang's head, and howled wildly: "Holy Virgin Mary!"

Brother Lang’s eyes were cold and the cross in his hand turned quickly: Christ blocked!

The rotating Jesus held the sneak attacking Virgin Mary, and used the angle of the cross to block the killing attack for Bai Lang.

While the two sides were wrestling, they were still entangled and spinning and falling.

At this time, Dior suddenly burst out with strange power. Bai Lang's arms in the horizontal refining form shook, stopping the opponent from pulling out the statue of the Holy Virgin, but a "click" sound came from his ears.

‘Oh no! I was fooled.’

Bai Lang used the cross to hold the image of the Lord of the Virgin, but Dior took the opportunity to break one of the Virgin's extended arm.

All this happened in the flash of lightning. The moment before he was about to fall to the ground, Dior took advantage of Bai Lang's unpreparedness to spear out like a dragon, and directly stabbed the Virgin's broken arm into his chest and inserted it into the lung lobe.

Dior kicked out his long legs and kicked Bai Lang, and the two separated instantly.

Boom! Boom!

Both fell to the ground, and the ground trembled. Unfortunately, Bailang faced the ground and Dior looked up at the sky.

They were under the same impact force, and originally pointed to the Holy Mother who pierced Bailang's chest. At this time, under the influence of "self-weight and gravity acceleration", they exerted force again and came out of their backs.

The blood-stained bronze fingers stood upright and pointed to the sky, and the blood beads slid down from the back of the hand... Bai Lang vomited blood, his eyes gradually dimmed.

After all, it is still...Is this fate?

"Hahahaha..." Dior, who was lying on the ground and unable to move, laughed wildly, "God's will, this is God's will! Ultraland, fate always stands on my side! Is it good to be penetrated by the Virgin? This is God's will."

Squeak...ga!

Bang!

Just as Dior opened his mouth and shouted, the Virgin Mary, who was stuck in the cross, made a dull collision sound and fell to the ground without moving. However, the evil Christ floated and stood up strangely...

"I am the God!"

Dior's eyes widened, excited and panicked, and saw the blurry black outline again, becoming clearer and clearer. It was clearly a weird man wrapped in black bandages, with a strong body and a thorny head.

No wonder Ultraland kept calling it ‘Black Thorns’!

"Ahem..."

Around Dior, Bai Lang's weak cough came. He was punched through his body by the Virgin Mary, and then he manipulated the black thorns and inserted her son into Dior's chest!

"The legend says that you can kill the cross by nailing it into the heart of a vampire!"

As the white wave whispered, the black thorns had already held up the "Fel Christ" with no mercy and mercy, aiming at Dior's heart and penetrated it hard.

"No……!"

boom!!!

The bronze cross penetrated his chest and inserted it into the ground, nailing Dior to the floor of the cathedral. Heavy rain poured down, dizzying the blood on the ground, and Dior let out a painful scream.

She has the 'Sage Stone' and will not die, but the redstone cannot block her perception and pain, and is suffering unprecedented pain at this moment.

…

In the middle of the empty and dilapidated church hall, the ground was covered with falling stones. Dior collapsed weakly on the ground, and a huge bronze cross more than one meter high was inserted into her chest.

Above the heads of the two, the dome of the main hall of Westminster Temple collapsed and collapsed. A large piece of it was crushed. The heavy rain poured down the hole, turning into a shower waterfall and poured on the two of them.

At this moment, another lightning suddenly pierced the night sky and illuminated the dark hall.

Two inhuman monsters, one of them, had a bronze Virgin arm that was constantly shining with a "red electric light" in his chest, climbed up with difficulty, pressed his right hand on the Gothic cross, and the head of the suffering Christ stood firm again.

The "bloodthirs" who have not yet been exhausted are still constantly transporting a meager "blood of life" to Bailang, and they survive under the unique system of vampires.

Under the illumination of thunder, Christ of the Passion, tied to the cross, was covered with the 'emerald' sacred light, and his eyes were stained with the blood of Dior and the white waves, turning into two lines of blood and tears, dripping from his cheeks.

Solemn, bizarre, solemn, weird, sacred... mixed into a wonderful feeling of evil and twistedness, the bronze statue seemed to be smiling.
Chapter completed!