Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Chapter 4743

The scene was so brutal that everyone present was rendered speechless!

"Olay, why did he kill his own comrade?"

"Could it be that he has also been corrupted by the spirit?"

Some people exclaimed in surprise, unable to comprehend the situation before them.

However, a cold glint flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes. He noticed that Leibniz's dissipation was different from death.

That was not a simple annihilation, but rather a forced tearing of space and transfer of the spirit through some means.

Orion's power of the most devoted is not only a sacrifice of burning life, but also a conduit for self-sacrifice.

With this ultimate strike, he sent Leibniz back to Earth's Baitigan!

However, what was sent back was not Leibniz's physical body, but her spirit.

This ability surprised Zhang Yi greatly; it could transcend the physical body, something even he couldn't do.

Judging from this, it must be some kind of supernatural ability exerted by the Holy See, which is based on the power of faith.

Or is it dependent on that copy of the apocalypse?

Zhang Yi recalled that when Mammon was sealed away, Cardinal Arnold Oleb also used this ability to escape his interdimensional confinement.

But while Orion could get rid of Leibniz, he himself couldn't leave.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yi's fingers moved many times, and one terrifying spatial rift after another appeared on his body!

The holy light gradually faded, and Orion's figure swayed in the wind.

His face was contorted, and his body was slowly emitting a white fluorescence, which was the energy that had vanished after Zhang Yi attacked him with dimensional string disintegration.

However, his eyes remained fierce, filled with anger and fighting spirit!

Even as his life rapidly faded, he roared, "For the Papacy! For the faith! Even in death, I have fulfilled my mission!"

The Abyss of Eternal Darkness trembled violently, as if ignited by this fervor.

A low growl echoed from the depths of darkness; it was Samael's presence responding.

Holy light and darkness intertwined at this moment, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

Zhang Yi stared coldly at Orion as it gradually burned out, his expression indifferent.

He understood that this was not simply madness, but a well-thought-out sacrifice.

Leibniz is not dead, but forced to return; the Vatican's conspiracy is far from over.

Brian cursed under his breath from a distance, but Fatty Xu was too nervous to speak.

The Templars raised their weapons, but none dared to step forward.

They knew that under such a clash of forces, any approach would only be suicide.

Zhang Yi slowly raised his hand, and the Sword of Judgment appeared, its sharp edge gleaming.

He said coldly, "Since you have chosen to sacrifice yourself, then let all of this return to oblivion."

Orion laughed heartily, a final burst of light emanating from his chest.

His flesh and blood turned to ashes, leaving only the ancient flame of faith burning in the air.

With a light flick of Zhang Yi's sword, the myriad phenomena of the universe opened, and the spatial gate devoured the remaining energy, turning it into nothingness.

Silence fell again.

Only the wind from the abyss continues to weep softly, as if telling the story of the end of a devout believer.

The black mist of the Abyss of Eternal Darkness surged, as if responding to some unspeakable existence.

Father Orion's flesh and blood had long since burned away, his body turning to ashes in the intense light, but his piety and fervor did not dissipate with it.

To everyone's astonishment, his soul materialized into a tangible form.

But this time, he transformed into pure white light and fire, like a holy spirit appearing in the world. His enormous body swelled like a white cloud, growing to over a hundred meters tall.

Like a giant god, he coldly looked down at Zhang Yi in front of him!

He stood once again on the battlefield, bathed in light and wielding a spear and sword!

This is no longer the posture of an ordinary person, but the spiritual incarnation after everything has been burned away.

There was no sign of retreat in his eyes, only an almost obsessive determination.