Chapter 1374

The Banshee unleashed a piercing howl, and the mournful sound began to spread.

On Wilbur's face, a cold smirk emerged. This was the gift he had prepared for the three judges and the vast army of the Holy Illuminati Church. Such a thing was enough to annihilate them, delivering a devastating blow that would leave the Holy Illuminati Church shattered, ensuring they dared not provoke him again.

That was also why he prevented Cameron and others from catching up. It was an indiscriminate attack within the area, especially when used on this open grassland where there was no cover. The Howl of the Banshee would be even more terrifying in its power.

The mournful cries instantly pierced through the bodies of the three judges. Their galloping forms collapsed to the ground. Meanwhile, the waves of the Banshee's howl continued to spread towards the vast army of the Holy Illuminati Church, about to engulf them.

Everyone was going to die.

The Holy Illuminati Church's army, witnessing the fall of the three judges,

displayed expressions of incredulity. The terror of the Banshee's Howl had already invaded, and in less than a second, they felt the thick scent of death enveloping them.

Just then, in front of the Holy Illuminati Church's army, a teleportation portal suddenly appeared.

From the blazing portal emerged a burly man with a bearded face.

flames surged within the seams of the armor as if ready to

judges, beckoned with a wave of his hand, and a holy

book

palace in the sky showered countless

army of the

later,

army of the Holy Illuminati Church, still reeling

relieved that everyone was unharmed. Only then did they collectively release

an undercurrent of terror lingered in their hearts.

slowly dissipated, and Augustus stowed

not

possessed a strong foundation, continuously producing formidable

wrist, and with a casual shake, the halberd ignited into roaring spiritual flames. Despite not going according to plan, he feared no battle, regardless of

conjuring winds and thunder out of thin air, stirring up turbulence over the grassy plains. The Holy

by Cameron and his church militia, they recklessly crossed the small river, charging towards the grasslands. Facing such a multitude of powerful adversaries, Wilbur displayed no sign of fear. Instead,

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