Chapter 352 - Chapter 352: Chapter 333 Divine Envoy Irene (2/2)

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The sky split open with a massive gash!

It was as if a divine sword of celestial judgment had struck the Earth!

Under the luminous glare of the sword, the Wordless Elder had nowhere to hide, yet he displayed no fear. As the sword light passed, the Wordless Elder was instantly hit, turning into black smoke and dissipating into the air.

All the Extraordinary Exponents who witnessed this scene were dumbfounded.

Just now, what just happened?

A top-tier powerhouse, a high-level Monarch, the Wordless Elder of the Words of Tranquility, was suddenly killed by an abruptly appearing force!

What on earth happened?

After the judgment, Irene lowered her head once again to look at Byrne and Chris, her eyes which were initially filled with resolve and resoluteness, now suddenly softened into warmth and nostalgia.

She slowly retracted the Spiritual Body’s sword, turned around, and flew toward the sky. The consumable nature of her body and the blade gradually disintegrated and crumbled away.

As she left, the oppressive aura around also began to fade.

However, everyone who had experienced this Divine Envoy’s judgment would etch it in their hearts forever!

Meanwhile, as the miracle unfolded before the eyes of the harbor residents, they were profoundly shaken, as if time had come to a standstill. Their faces were filled with astonishment and incredulity as they witnessed a spectacle they had never imagined possible.

“God!”

“What was that power just now!”

“It’s too powerful! Could that be the power of God? It’s simply too overwhelming!”

Some widened their eyes, their pupils flickering with fear and reverence, seemingly unable to believe what had just transpired before them.

They stood with their mouths slightly agape, unable to utter a sound, only allowing their hearts to throb wildly within their chests, feeling an unprecedented shock.

Others joined their hands together in devout prayer, their faces full of awe and gratitude.

They believed this to be a divine blessing, an answer to their faith.

There were those with tears streaming down their faces, eyes twinkling with moved emotion, struck by the miracle, overwhelmed by the greatness and mercy of the divine.

The entire scene was permeated with a solemn and majestic atmosphere, as if everyone was drawn to this miracle, their souls united in this moment, feeling the greatness and power of the divine, and their own insignificance and helplessness as mere humans.

For some reason, a whispering voice stirred deep within some people’s hearts, “Lord of the Lost,” “Lord of the Lost”…

Aldrich, who had managed to control the Silver Poet’s puppet, finally showed a look of shock. He couldn’t recall the last time he had been so surprised.

He took a deep breath, saying in disbelief, “The Wordless Elder, has he been killed?”

“What was that just now?”

“What exactly happened?”

He looked towards Byrne and others, shaking his head and said:

“I only saw a brilliant figure appear in the sky just now, couldn’t make out any specific features, but it seemed to be a woman wielding a divine sword, instantly obliterating the Wordless Elder!”

Byrne walked over unsteadily, with a complex look on his face, “I’m not sure what happened either, but it seems like the Wordless Elder is really dead.”

Chris stood there on the ground, silent.

Tears flowed from his eyes.

They were not tears of sorrow, but of excitement; for the first time in his life, he was overwhelmed with happiness, joy, trembling with emotion!

Oh Great Lord of the Lost…

I will forever be grateful to you!

At the same time, the bottle in Lilian’s arms flickered with a black light.

Karl had a vague feeling that the Wordless Elder of the Words of Tranquility had indeed been grievously injured by him and might even drop in power level, but he was definitely not utterly dead.

“Has he lost half of his soul?”

He had sent the Divine Envoy Irene to the world to carry out “judgment.” Although this force did not require the worshippers to sacrifice their lifespans, it still consumed most of Karl’s Spiritual Power, and to invoke “judgment” again, it would be necessary to create anew a body for Irene.

“The second creation will be a little faster, but not by much…”

Karl knew very clearly that the judgment sword of the Divine Envoy’s arrival could at most appear once every decade or so.

“But finally, the Fischer family has gained a powerful trump card!”