Chapter 950

With that furious roar, a burst of silver light erupted upward from his shadow, then adhered itself to his body as if it were a substantial object. In the next instant, Udyr abruptly raised his head and let loose an inhuman roar as beams of pure white light radiated out of every pore all over his entire body. They were like vines of light that erupted out his body, then formed a suit of armor that completely enveloped him.

A burst of vast and desolate holy light swept through the entire battlefield like a tsunami. The pure white specks of light were like living beings that were rapidly revolving around Udyr, forming a dazzling sea of light. Udyr had undergone such a significant change that everyone\\\'s attention was drawn to him, and an instant of complete silence settled over the entire scene.

At the center of the battlefield, a nun turned around with a stunned expression, casting her gaze toward the vast sea of holy light. In the darkness of the night, it was like a beacon of holiness. Her hands were trembling as she brought her palms together, and a devout look of worship appeared on her face as she said in a trembling, \\\"May you forever be blessed by the lord...\\\"

At this moment, countless witch hunters, paladins, and followers of the church had also turned their attention toward Udyr with astonished expressions, watching a scene that they would most likely only ever witness once in a lifetime. The shock on their faces quickly turned to worship and reverence as well, and in the end, all of them brought their palms together to pray for Udyr.

Udyr begna to slowly hover up into mid-air amid the sea of light, and in the next instant, a majestic holy song abruptly rang out around him, having the same effect as long horns being blown on a battlefield. Streaks of white light pierced through the night, and it was as if a deity had descended into the mortal realm!

A pair of wings formed by gentle light extended out of Udyr\\\'s back, encompassing an area with a radius of around 50 meters.

At the same time, his broken giant sword was being rapidly repaired by the resplendent radiance, and light in the shape of a cross was glowing directly in front of his chest.

He was like a pristine and holy deity, yet at the same time, he was looking down on all those around him.

Brando faltered slightly upon seeing this, then let loose a panicked howl before turning around and frantically rushing away.

\\\"That\\\'s a stigmata!!\\\"

His sharp voice rang out across the entire battlefield, yet he hadn\\\'t even rushed 20 meters away when pillars of light abruptly erupted out of the ground, forming a cage of light with Udyr at the center that trapped Brando within and prevented him from escaping.

Brando gnashed his fangs together as he turned around. It had to be said that all of the devout followers of the catholic church were insane!

Stigmatas were things that could only come from saints, and to be specific, they were the remains of those saints. There weren\\\'t many stigmatas left across the entire world, and the catholic church only had 20 at the very most. Using a stigmata would instantly create an angel of the Yama-King level, but the beare of the stigmata would rapidly age and perish within five minutes, and even their soul would be completely eradicated.

The body of a mortal was simply incapable of containing godly power.

Even at the exchange of his life and soul, he could earn himself five minutes of godly power.

This was an isolated arena for gods. Brando withdrew his gaze from the cage of light, then closed his eyes and heaved a faint sigh.

I may not be able to get away, but do you really think you can compare with a true Duke in your current form?!

\\\"Who gave you the confidence to trap yourself in here with me?!\\\" Yin energy erupted violently from his entire body, releasing a sea of darkness. Right at this moment, the silver light in the sky cascaded down like a waterfall, forming a resplendent shockwave. At the center of the shockwave was an angel with a pair of wings on his back. It was a slender angel wearing a white cloak, and his face was completely concealed under the hood of the cloak. The angel was wielding a pair of swords, one in each hand, and he was rising up into the air amid the holy light.

Dead silence.

All of a sudden, a witch hunter fell to one knee and pressed his palms against his own chest. He was quickly followed by a second witch hunter, then a third, and shortly thereafter, all of the witch hunters had fallen to one knee while chanting in gentle voices.

\\\"... Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth? declare, if thou hast understanding. Who hath laid the measures thereof, if thou knowest? or who hath stretched the line upon it? Whereupon are the foundations thereof fastened? or who laid the cornerstone thereof; when the morning stars sang together...\\\"

The voices of over 1,000 witch hunters combined to form a melodious choir, and amid their reverent prayers, the angel slowly raised his swords, sending ripples surging through the air as he directed his swords at Brando from afar.

One of them was an angel while the other was a demon, and the two of them were situated no more than 200 meters apart, watching each other from afar. The holy light transformed into flower petals falling from the holy tree, drifting down onto this bloodstained earth.

Immediately thereafter, both of them vanished in unison!

It was impossible to track them with the naked eye!

Everyone was watching intently to try and see what was happening, but their speed far exceeded the limits of what their eyes could follow. They could only see the air trembling incessantly while metallic clangs rang out in rapid succession like a torrential downpour falling upon a tin roof. There were also countless shockwaves of light that were proliferating outward one after another, and it was both an extremely beautiful scene yet also a hellish one.

At the top of the Masonic Temple, Qin Ye abruptly opened his eyes.

He could sense what was happening all the way over at Saint Peter\\\'s Church, and his instincts told him that the opportunity that he had been waiting for this entire time was about to arrive!

Brando was going all-out to face the angel of the catholic church, and this was going to be the key battle that decided the outcome of this skirmish at Saint Peter\\\'s Church. In this situation, Brando definitely didn\\\'t have the spare capacity to continue watching Saint Peter\\\'s Church. Even if he did, there was no way he could escape from the cage of holy light anyway.

I have to remain calm...

Qin Ye was feeling so on-edge that he felt as if layers