The Clamoring Hydra

The violent power is constantly accumulating, and the extremely compressed power, even if it is only a slight overflow, has reached a point that can be unbearable by ordinary gods. The violent force is constantly surging. Then, when all the power was compressed to the extreme moment. The giant eyes above the sword body suddenly opened, and under the extremely compressed energy, the space of the main **** Hydera began to distort like abstract paintings. As the core of the twist, the scarlet eyes began to emit a narrow rainbow. Under the rainbow, the clear sky was covered by the violent negative consciousness.

The day turned into a night with no fingers. And in the dark night, the scarlet twisted halo outlined Hydera's huge body and posture. The eye of hatred on the Great Sword began to tremble, staring at Michael violently, and then—Boom! ! !

The violent force spewed out, facing Michael's hateful rainbow full of destructive power, and Michael's gaze also dignified. Behind him, the Glorious Anthem gave a new tone. The recitation of the sacred words is accompanied by one after another, and the grand symphony is like a continuous wave. Infused into Michael's body, the collective will condensed into a simple realm. Under the power of this realm, Michael possessed a power far beyond the ordinary god.

Slashing towards the rainbow, the surging light flow is like a continuous river. The surging power swept the earth. Relying on the power of collective thought, in this wrestling, Michael did not fall. And the big sword of hatred in Hydera's hands is constantly being exported. In the continuous angular force, the highly concentrated rainbow light began to escape in the collision. Divided into countless small streams of light like the space around the cut away. At first, Michael didn't care about these light streams. But soon, Michael noticed something was wrong.

In the brief collision before, Michael could feel that Hydera had almost perfect control over his own power. Like this kind of wrestling, for other people, it may be possible to escape part of the power, but for Hydera, it is absolutely impossible-he will not make such a low-level mistake!

Michael soon realized this, because the development of his body and the hollowness of his own power in the monologue, even when Michael faced Hydera, it was difficult to guarantee complete confidence. And now, these divided rainbow lights can fully gather them with the power of Hydera!

Realizing something, Michael looked sharply behind him. Sure enough, the overflowing rainbow light bypassed Michael's body like a snake under the control of Hydera. With the breath and bite of the deputy, the Glorious Anthem behind Michael This unprecedented, huge blow!

Before Hydera, it was not that no one had thought of defeating the Glorious Anthem and solving the collective field of Michael from the roots. But unfortunately, with the blessing of the Glorious Anthem, even in the face of the siege of the three main gods, Michael can still occupy the absolute upper hand. This is the power of the realm that can transcend and disobey part of the laws of reality. And now, under the confrontation of equal strength, the shortcomings of the Glorious Anthem are exposed.

In the face of the attack, the members of the Glorious Anthem did not have the slightest fear, and they still sang indifferent chants of passionate sacred words there.

In the face of the continuous wrestling, Michael had no time to relax. Relying on the absolute control of power, Michael had enough reasons to believe that once he relaxed a little and wanted to give back a little, those escaping energies would re-aggregate under the control of Hydera.

Thinking, Michael's brows could not help but frowned slightly. The Glorious Anthem is not something that can be formed casually. Every member of the Glorious Anthem must be an absolute devout, or fanatic, during his lifetime. And this kind of fanaticism is not absolute madness, but still piety under the condition of maintaining self-thinking and reason. The tone says that it is a fanatical believer, it is better to say that it is an agent. And it must be absolutely pure, without any damage. It can be said that every member of the Glorious Anthem is trained from birth, and there should be no distraction. From birth to the last moment of death, piety must be guaranteed. Otherwise, even if the consciousness dissipated at the time of death, the emotions such as "It's a pity" or "If I don't have" were born at that moment, and I would give up my efforts.

It can be said that every member of the Glorious Anthem is a perfect man in the true sense, a perfect man in the doctrine of angelic theocracy, saint. Whether it is a perfect man or a saint, obviously it is not able to be born into the world casually...

Thinking, frowning, looking at Hydera's dragon-shaped face, Michael shook his head.

"You are a powerful enemy."

"Should I be honored?"

Hearing the words and shaking his head, Michael continued to say: "Although many things are missing, it is a pity that there is no loss for the Glorious Anthem."

After that, he swung his sword violently here, and the aftermath of the chopping briefly shone at the hateful rainbow. And shortly before the aftermath dissipated.

Michael's eyes widened suddenly and his palms stretched out. The long sword like a ruby ​​cross floated quietly in front of Michael.

"Although there is something missing, it can only be so... spreading the glory of the father, members of the chant group must not be damaged!"

"Declaration-Restricted to the door of time, this is the moment of awakening!"

On the one hand, Michael's eyes showed an unspeakable illusion. Between the two-winged wheel dance, there is also an unspeakable afterimage. And with the announcement of Michael, the residual image is becoming more and more solid. The golden eyes are full of unspeakable oppression, giving people the touch of being seen through thousands of eyes. And the wings behind it suddenly burst apart, floating quietly behind him, and the feathers turned into thousands of flames and the stars surrounded it in the center. Between the tongue and tongue, the language limitation has been lost, and it has become a resonance rooted in the soul.

"This body is the receiving body! It is the body of absolute justice!"

"I will judge! Lead the mercy of God!"

"Like the god, the prince of light!"

Thousand eyes, thousand mouths, thousand wings. Looking at Michael in front of him, Hydera knew that this was the true gesture of Michael. The posture of a prince as a kingdom of light (prince: prince, ruler in Hebrew). At the beginning of the creation of the world, God created himself as a template, most closely resembling its existence—the god-like Michael.