"You have been corrupted by demons, practiced evil magic arts, and killed innocent people. My lord takes pity on the innocent people in North Quek, and ordered me to come and purify you." Simon's righteous words were sonorous and powerful, spreading throughout the city of Rekvik .

"Purify me? Your doomsday sect is about to be wiped out after being beaten by the Church of Mechanics, and you are still brazenly purifying me?" Jotun Dior was full of anger, his body was filled with black energy, and a terrifying phantom formed behind him.

"You have been corrupted too much by demons." Simon shook his head.

Jotun Dior grinned, and threw the tomahawk directly at Simon. Jotun Dior struck with all his strength, but Simon couldn't catch it at all.

But when the giant dragon sat down, it immediately slapped the tomahawk with its paw, and the tomahawk was slapped back directly.

Jotun Dior caught the tomahawk with an ugly expression on his face. With all his strength, it was difficult for even a peak knight commander to catch him.

But that giant dragon easily blocked his attack, its strength is definitely half-step knight king level, or even stronger knight king level.

Jotun Dior's expression changed, and the black energy on his body became stronger and stronger. The aura emanating from the phantom behind him made the surrounding Viking warriors feel evil and destruction.

"Yorton Dior, the battle of the King of Knights will affect innocent people, follow me out of the city to fight." Simon said.

Sure enough, it is the King of Knights.

Jotun Dio's expression turned ferocious, and he roared, "Dark Warrior."

The surrounding black magic fighters quickly rushed to his side, and Jotun Dio sucked them with both hands. A lot of black gas and green light emitted from hundreds of black magic fighters, and their bodies shriveled up in an instant, turning into mummified corpses.

Even the snow leopard was sucked into a mummy.

This scene made the other Viking warriors pale and terrified.

Jotun Dior laughed wildly, and the black light on his body turned into tentacles and rushed towards the Viking warriors, wanting to **** their blood.

"Viking warriors, give your life for this king, and help me kill the enemy."

Simon shot in an instant, and his mental power cut off those black light tentacles, but some Viking warriors were still sucked dry.

The dragon carried Simon down quickly.

"I will protect you." Simon's voice was like the warm winter sun soothing the fearful hearts of the Viking warriors.

The black energy on Jotun Dior's body became more and more intense, and black lines appeared on his skin. These black lines formed a strange and evil pattern, making Jotun Dior look like a mutated monster.

Countless black air enveloped him and condensed into a pitch-black armor on his body. His head was also wrapped in a black armor. This armor was the image of a devil, which also made him look more like a devil.

"It really is a monster." Simon shouted.

"Demon? Hahaha... You can't even tell if I'm a demon or not. You're still the pope of the doomsday sect. How ridiculous?" Jotun Dior grinned grinningly, and charged at Simon with his tomahawk.

Reed Miller swung the dragon claw immediately, and the dragon claw and the battle ax collided fiercely. The terrifying shock wave directly swept across the surrounding buildings, and the Viking warriors were blown away by the impact.

"Out of town to fight?"

"I'm not going out of the city, but I want to see if you dare to fight in the city." Jotun Dior laughed loudly.

"In that case, for the sake of the civilians in the city, I can only kill you." Simon said with pity.

"Kill me? Let's see if you have the ability." Jotun Dior laughed wildly with disdain.

Demon energy surged from Simon's body, and a giant shadow appeared behind him. This giant shadow held a black sickle in one hand and a Bible in the other.

"God said that you practice evil methods, and all the magic energy in your body comes from thousands of creatures, so it should be dissipated." Simon pointed to Jotun Dior with a righteous face.

Jotun Dior was a little confused by Simon's hand, and then laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, you want to dissipate my magic energy with just a few words, are you a fool?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the magic energy in his body was leaving, and a large amount of black energy was leaving his body and floating out.

"This is impossible, this is impossible..." Jotun Dior was stunned again and shook his head again and again, but the magic energy in his body kept gushing out, and he forcibly suppressed the magic energy.

But he felt that this magic energy did not belong to him at all, no matter how much he suppressed it, he could not control the magic energy in his body.

More and more mana poured out, and the surrounding area was shrouded in black air, turning into a ghostly creature.

I only heard Jotun Dior's heart-piercing roar: "Impossible, impossible, how could the mana energy that I worked so hard to plan be scattered by you, it's impossible."

"The power of a **** is not something you, a mortal, can understand." Simon said lightly.

I sighed in my heart, this black magic sequence secret technique is really perverted, even if the opponent has cultivated to the knight king level, it is still stripped by the black mountain evil god, it is simply unsolvable.

When Simon waved his hand, the majestic black magic energy rushed towards Simon, gathered in front of Simon, and finally condensed into a pitch-black magic bead.

Simon looked at Jotun Dior. After Jotun Dior's magic power was deprived, he became emaciated, like an old man on the verge of death.

He knelt on the ground, reached out to Simon, and roared, "Give me back my strength."

"This is the power you bought with countless lives, let it dissipate now." Simon waved his hand, and the magic bead immediately disappeared into nothingness.

Of course, this magic bead is the magic energy crystallization of the black magic sequence secret method, which can help the Black Mountain evil **** to recover, so it is naturally impossible to dissipate. What dissipated just now was nothing more than a cover-up, the real magic bead had been secretly put away by him.

"No...give me back my strength." Jotun Dior roared heart-piercingly.

"God said, you have killed countless people, and your sins are serious. You should go to **** to atone for your sins." Simon spoke again.

Jotun Dior's face was stiff, his soul was coming out of the body, and then a huge door appeared in the air, and a giant black hand grabbed Jotun Dior's soul into it, and then disappeared without a trace.

Everyone in Lakewick City saw this scene.

Of course, this scene was deliberately created by Simon, otherwise there would be hell.

After the death of Jotun Dior, the phantom of the Lord of Doom behind Simon dissipated.

When the dragon landed on the ground, Simon stepped into the air and came to the door of the Viking warrior.

All the Viking warriors knelt on the ground in awe of Simon.

"You are Gonzas?" Simon walked up to the general who opposed Jotun Dior before, and said softly.

"To His Majesty the Pope, I am Gonzas."

"Get up, you all get up, you are Viking warriors, you can't kneel down casually," Simon said.

Simon's words warmed the hearts of the Viking warriors.

Gonzas stood up and saluted Simon, and the other Viking warriors also stood up and saluted Simon.

"This Northern Quec turmoil, whether it is the Queks, the Vikings, or others, has suffered too many casualties. Let this turmoil end here." Simon said.

"Yes." Gangsas nodded respectfully.

"I don't blame you for this disturbance, nor do I blame the Queks. It's the demons behind the scenes, and many forces outside of Northern Quebec are secretly making trouble~lightnovelpub.net~ This turmoil has hurt Northern Quebec too much , Too many people died. I have come here to end this turmoil under the command of the Lord of Doom. Don’t worry, we will not let the flames of war reignite, and we will not let the conspiracy of those behind-the-scenes forces succeed. You lead these Viking warriors go back, forget about hatred, and lead the Vikings to live a good life." Simon said.

"We are willing to obey the Pope's arrangement." Gangzas said solemnly.

"Okay, let's go, I'm here to deal with the aftermath. Take the remains of the Viking warriors back for burial," Simon said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Pope." Gonzas saluted again gratefully.

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