"Brother, look. It's such a heavy fog!"
Tyros was lying on the sofa dejectedly, and was shocked when he heard this. He quickly ran to the window, pushed aside the shouting Capullo, and looked up.
It's really foggy, such a heavy fog. It was obviously a normal night before, but now the streets have become completely white. Fog emerged from the air and gushes from the cracks in the bricks. The gray mist is everywhere and endless, as if it originally existed in this city.
"Oh my God," Tyros murmured, "Holy King."
He reached out to close the window. But I can't lift my right arm no matter what. Is it because I didn't eat enough at night? Fog crept in through the open windows. It drifted in through the crack in the door. While he was thinking, Kaplow's horrified cry came to his ears. "Brother Tyros! Your hand! Your hand is missing!"
"What are you talking about? You're so stupid..."
Tyros sneered and lowered his head, his hand melting like liquid, thinly melting into the mist.
"What's wrong?" The man didn't respond. "What's wrong??" he asked again. Then Capullo crouched down. A prank? No, it's not. His legs also melted and he couldn't stand up. "Ahhh." The man stumbled back and fell to the ground with a huff. "Why?"
Fog, fog everywhere, everything melts into the fog. There were horrified shouts outside the building. Many people were screaming. The fog was filled with screams. He looked at his melted limbs, his body as soft as mud. He howled.
"Ahh! Ahhhhhhhhhh!
! "
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"Why is the barrier reversed now?!" Rakel yelled filial piety, "The buffering process has not been started yet! Call the Chief Mage!
"
"No...reply..." Sara's reply was intermittent, and the fog seemed to interfere with the communication. "Bell Tower." The voice of the spirit wizard echoed desperately. "Bell Tower!"
Raquel put down the communication device, and the fog had spread to every corner. His manifestation field expanded to the limit with the blessing of the armor, but he could not resist this power. His arms began to melt as well, and he was only slightly slower than his subordinates.
The knight roared like crazy, brandished his sword in the fog, and ran towards the palace. His speed was very fast, but it was not as fast as the erosion of the fog. Then the knight also melted into the fog, like most of his colleagues, like all the civilians in the royal capital.
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Gray-white mist swept across the city in an instant. The change occurred like an illusion. No matter men, women, old or young, high or low, everyone screamed in the fog. Wails of fear echoed throughout the city, and then returned to deathly silence. In just a few seconds, there was not a single figure on the street. A few more seconds later, even the impermanent mages who had manifested their realm were silent.
After half a minute, everything was silent, and no living thing could make a sound. There is only thick fog, a cold and gray fog that melts all life.
The king is dead.
Superbia, the capital of the Morton Kingdom, collapsed in just a few seconds.
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"Ace? Orianna? Reply!
Mo Yuankai shouted anxiously, "What's going on?" Is this a predetermined plan? ? "
But no one answered. The deathly silence in the communication channel was as frightening as the current capital. The gray mist obscured everything, and the ancient tall buildings were like ghosts. There were faint screams from all directions, like countless ghosts roaring in despair. The gray mist brings a chilling sense of threat. If you don't use a protective stance, you will be assimilated... We can't wait any longer! Mo Yuankai made a quick judgment. He punched the ground, trying his best to activate his abilities.
"Heroic stance, show——"
However, the golden power dimmed just as it appeared. Blood oozed from Mo Yuankai's mouth, and a dagger penetrated his chest and pierced his heart a moment ago.
"I'm sorry, hero of Konghua." The boy in black appeared behind him, "You deserve a duel, but the heroic drama is over, and your role is enough here."
The Lord of the Hidden Law wants to turn the blade and dig out the heart. But his hand suddenly became as stiff as a corpse. Almost at the same moment when he launched the sneak attack, a terrifying majestic force came down like a mountain, slowing down the Hidden Law Lord's movements for a moment. The clothes on Mo Yuankai's back tore open, revealing the hidden inner armor. The light from the muzzle flickered like a raging flame. The prepared counterattack program was activated, and the superpower ray penetrated the middle of the Yinluo Lord's torso!
"cough……!"
The child in black was knocked away by this blow, and his heroic stance condensed into a golden chain embedded in his wound, tightly connecting him to Mo Yuankai.
"The invisible Creation Envoy... has attacked so many times, do you think we will be defenseless!
"
Mo Yuankai stood up on his knees and pulled out the dagger from his chest without hesitation. The tragic wound that once penetrated his heart was tenaciously held up by his ability. A complex mechanical structure was generated within the wound, and a temporary artificial heart assist system supported the life of this superpower!
"...I underestimated you, Hero of the Sky." The seriously injured Lord Yinlu reluctantly stood up and suddenly looked to the side. There was a blazing sword light piercing from the side, and the fierce movements were filled with the anger of the sword holder. It's the Holy Sword! In a hurry, the Lord Yinlu crossed his arms to block the slashing attack. The Seventh Knight did not hesitate to fight without succeeding, and hurriedly ran to Mo Yuankai's side. The power of the Holy Sword protected Orianna, allowing her to survive the fog!
"It's okay, Mo!"
"I can hold on, go help the Dawn Knight!" Mo Yuankai quickly activated his armor for close combat, "Let Alandia rescue everyone!"
"Unfortunately, you can only stay here now."
The Yinluo Lord's eyes were gleaming, he turned his hands, took out a red seal, and stamped it on the two of them with great majesty.
"Similar Creation·Secret Law!"
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The sword burst into sparks like stardust in the fog.
The sound of steel hitting each other was like thunder tearing the sky apart.
On one side is an old knight wearing scorched black armor. The gray hair and wrinkles on his face indicate that the knight is no longer in his prime. But time has deprived us of our vitality, and it has also brought us accumulation and experience. His swordsmanship is impeccable. The sword skills forged in day after day training and countless duels and life-and-death battles have not yet reached the end of the martial arts that only those with outstanding talents can set foot on, but they have already stayed in front of the extreme realm. But he is undoubtedly an outstanding genius, and his talent lies in his heart. The flame that burns everything and never goes out, the golden soul fire that can destroy everything, is the proof of his justice.
However, the power of destruction that destroyed the world, ravaged the power, and overcame all creation could not cut off the opponent's sword.
It was a pure white sword, a heavy weapon that was difficult for ordinary people to lift, and was wielded by the silver-haired female knight with both hands. No longer wearing the regular clothes she wore in daily life, her body was now wrapped in silver full-body armor. The slender and concise design exuded a stern fighting spirit, and the cold helmet was engraved with cross slits shaped like sharp swords. She is a young knight, but her talent and sweat transcend the age gap. Her sword skills are not complicated, even simple. There are no complicated changes between moves, and there are few traps or traps between offense and defense. She blocked all the enemy's attacks with her simple sword skills. The pure white light condensed on the blade of the sword, firmly resisting the soul fire of the Radiant, and restraining the power that destroyed everything.
The knights in black and white repeated the sword dance of steel, and the duel was carried out at a speed that was beyond the ability of onlookers. Can't see, can't see clearly, dynamic vision can't keep up with their movements. But the young man easily understood that it was the Dawn Knight who had the upper hand. The battle of swordsmanship was indecisive for a while, but the battle of the world had its outcome. McCollough's soul fire failed to burn the world, and the white light on the sword of the Dawn Knight suppressed the power of the knight leader to a very small range!
While the swords were fighting, the knight calmly asked: "Ce, how is the situation?"
"It's... very bad." Gongsun Ce clenched his fists nervously, "There is fog everywhere. Communication has been interfered with. The other world-creating magicians cannot be contacted. There is a familiar feeling over there in the Blue Church District. It may be the eldest brother. Fighting with Orianna...I can't sense people anymore, Airandia! People seem to be...!"
"There is still hope." Dawn Knight made a judgment, "If it weren't for the direct interference of the Monarch Dragon, we would still be in time. Wait until I rescue the leader——"
The Dawn Knight's words stopped, and she who had the advantage suddenly retreated to Gongsun Ce's side and defended with her sword. Gongsun Ce was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand the knight's actions at first, but later he realized that Alandia's movements had been a little slow just now.
There were footsteps in the fog, and the bright holy fire illuminated the figure of the person coming. An old woman in gorgeous clothes stood behind McCullough, her dull eyes devoid of any human emotion. On her head was a crown belonging to the monarch of the kingdom. In the center of the crown, inlaid with countless treasures, was a gem as deep red as blood. The gem reflected Arlandia's figure like a mirror.
The inherited treasure of the Morton royal family, the "supreme" power to rule and control all the subjects under its rule!
"Oh my god..." Another footsteps approached from the left, causing Gongsun Ce, who was on the verge of collapse, to groan. He looked at the gray mist almost pleadingly, praying that the worst prediction would not come true.
He had never hated his own judgment so much. How he hoped that everything was just his imagination, that he was just overly nervous. But reality is always crueler than imagination. The resurrected mage Roninlus walked out of the fog, as confused as a puppet.
"What a joke!
"Gongsun Ce shouted desperately. "How is that possible!
! This kind of... what is this? what is this? "He tried his best to hold back his tears, but he still couldn't help sobbing. He looked at the Dawn Knight pleadingly: "Is this an illusion? Alandia, tell me this is all the enemy's enchantment!
! "
"...This is true." Dawn Knight asserted, "Everyone has been manipulated."
Gongsun Ce could not think of anything more desperate than this. The situation has changed drastically. Everyone is probably dead. Your enemies are your former colleagues and bosses. You have a useless minion, and there are three Realm Wizards on the other side. How else can we fight this? No matter how invincible the Dawn Knight is, can she fight against three people at the same time? What the hell else can be done!
Then new footsteps sounded, and a strange boy in black appeared behind the two. Another Hidden Law Lord, the one who intercepted Mo Yuankai and Orianna was the Tongxin Jade clone, but here he is the real body.
"You are the strongest enemy, Knight of the Dawn. So we use all the cards we have against you."
After the cold and heartless words of the Hidden Law Lord, the young man heard a voice that shattered his soul.
"Empty phase·Creation Realm. Omnipotent authority·Holy Kingdom."
"Spiritual phase·Creation of the world. The hub of living souls returning to their souls."
A kingdom of divine radiance and a terrifying wasteland are created. Two completely different worlds were activated at the same time, and together with the soul-burning holy fire of the Radiant and the unpredictable fists of the Hidden Law Lord, they attacked the Dawn Knight. The power of the four people reached a strange harmony at this moment, just like four musicians with different styles in a band. Although they each do their own thing, they compose a gorgeous movement together under the unified command.
The ever-changing scene is like the Wanhua Mirror of childhood, and the magical powers coming from all directions carry an incomprehensible and tyrannical aura.
Gongsun Ce stared at all this and forgot to close his eyes. He thought that perhaps this was the end of despair, the upright knight finally defeated at the hands of her companions. Turbulent emotions surged through his chest. He felt like his heart was about to burst, and the panic and madness were about to tear his body apart.
But at this time, his hand was held tightly, and there was still human warmth in the cold and biting fog. Gongsun Ce raised his head blankly, but the silver-haired woman's profile remained calm.
"Don't be afraid," Airandia said, "I'm here."
The Star Knight's armor was no longer effective under the pressure of the crown, so she abandoned her sword and dispersed the armor. She stood at the forefront of the battle line, unarmed but full of fighting spirit. She spoke her oath with a clear voice and declared her existence to the world.
"The long night is endless, evil is unjust. Hypocrisy is rampant, and injustice is unjust."
A new world was launched, the true laws were fully revealed, and the world of the Dawn Knight emerged from her mind. As a result, all other people's thoughts were forced back, and the scenery in other people's worlds retreated as if they were going back in time. Only the only constant principle remained between heaven and earth.
There are no man-made buildings or natural landscapes in sight. The world that has been smeared wantonly by the world-creating envoys seems to have returned to the starting point at this moment. It was pure black, as oppressive and quiet as the dark night. Reminiscent of the vast space of space, there is no light at all. Is he standing on the ground now, or floating in the darkness? In a dark world where nothing exists, even the most basic direction judgment cannot be made.
Is this the world of Dawn Knight? A dark space of despair? Gongsun Ce didn't want to believe this conclusion, so he looked into the distance. He saw a ray of bright light vaguely revealed on the infinitely distant boundary, on the horizon like an event horizon at the end of the night.
"Wish to turn into stars, find truth and break illusions. Dark night and dawn, dawn and morning light."
There are stars rising from the other side of the horizon, hanging in the dark sky. The bright starlight lights up the entire sky, and the light shines on the earth, allowing the world to show its true appearance. Darkness is just a lightless illusion. The real world is filled with pure white. There is no trace of haze in the world illuminated by the morning star. The boundless pure white world is as simple as a canvas, without anything, so you can create what you need. everything of.
The Realm Envoys did not attack. The pressure that suddenly increases as the world unfolds forces them to take self-preservation as their primary goal. If you don't do this, you will be assimilated into her world. Once you are distracted, you will become the Juan clan under her constant principles and become a new race dominated by reality. The combined power of the four world-creating mages seems so small in front of the boundless real world. The difference between the Knight of Dawn, Airandia, and others is as clear as the horizon that divides the world!
"Empty phase·Creation world. Real world·Dawn star!"
The starlight condensed into brand new armor and sword. The Knight of Dawn held the sword in both hands and made a solemn declaration to create the world. A crystal-clear castle stood up behind her, and the orderly cavalry walked out of the castle. She grabbed a ray of starlight and let it out. The light turned into a titan-like giant and launched a battle. She raised the sword in her hand. , the knight's regiment launched a charge towards the enemy.
"The Origin Arms [Blood Wheel of Ten Thousand Victories]."
The pure white material floated out of the real world and transformed into new weapons according to her thoughts. A silver-white vehicle pulled by two divine horses, a killing chariot covered with spikes, blades, hooks and nails. This is a bloody weapon that exists purely for war, a bloody chariot that shattered the corpses of enemy soldiers on ancient battlefields. She stepped into the chariot without hesitation and handed the reins of the chariot to the attendant beside her.
"Ce, drive for me."
Gongsun Ce took over the reins of the horse in a daze. The deep despair and helplessness disappeared without knowing when, and turned into some indescribable emotion rising in his chest. The Dawn Knight is about to face the most difficult battle of her life, and she must go all out. She did not tell the boy to retreat because he was the knight's attendant.
She hoped that the boy could fight alongside her.
"——Please leave it to me, Dawn Knight!"
Gongsun Ce shouted and pulled the reins. The sudden sense of honor and responsibility made him roar like a warrior. He steered the chariot towards the sky, and the galloping horses took them across the chaotic battlefield like meteors. What begins here is the battle of the world-creating envoys, a war that surpasses the fighting of thousands of armies!
