The densely packed monsters in the city rushed towards the light!
They rushed away crazily, and the monsters that rushed out of the alley even hit the wall directly, and then smashed through the wall crazily and rushed over there, even if they hit their own heads with blood and wounds, they would not stop.
crazy!
It’s not just World of Warcraft that’s going crazy!
Even the entire city-state seems to be crazy!
The dense golden light has illuminated the entire night sky. The sky above Guangming City is as bright as day, and the golden light is as brilliant as the sun.
Xu Shuo walked forward without stopping.
Even though there was a monster in front of him, it roared and opened its mouth wide at him.
呲——
The golden sickle swung over and instantly cut off a row of monsters. Blood of all colors splashed, but it quickly evaporated in the light.
The smile on the Saintess of Light's face has disappeared.
She looked at the army of monsters around her with an expressionless face.
The church was no longer attacked by the army of Warcraft.
When there were more and more Warcraft, the Saint of Light had already informed the Priests and Sisters of the situation here, but they were unable to break through the dense army of Warcraft to support them.
The church can now only try its best to eliminate those monsters that are rushing towards them from the outside. What's a little better is that these monsters will not attack them at all!
They have completely lost their minds. No matter what resistance is in front of them, they will rush directly without any dodge.
Seeing this, the Saint of Light sighed slightly.
"You are forcing me to use..."
She was about to mutter something to herself, but at the next moment she suddenly noticed the threat from above. The Saint of Light quickly looked up and saw a piece of freezing frost falling!
"Xiao Hei did something bad, your little female dragon is gone~"
The Saint of Light whispered to herself, then a strange smile appeared on her cold face, and she wielded the golden sickle and swung it towards the piece of frost that had fallen on her head!
boom--!
When the two sides collided, a brilliant aurora exploded in mid-air, pale and golden intertwined.
Strong frost began to spread along the scythe, competing with the power of faith, dissipating and re-condensing in the collision of power.
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The ice and snow elves that attacked were even more cold and hard.
She thought about it.
Although I don't know what happened here.
I don’t know why the power of Dawn’s faith in my body suddenly became so restless.
But since these monsters have already charged out of control, why not seize this opportunity to contain the Saint of Light? At least let these monsters successfully explore what is in the center of the light!
That ray of light was so noticeable that the naked eye could not look directly at it, and the ice and snow elf felt an inexplicable fear and panic in his heart!
Stop him no matter what!
"Oh, what a great idea, little bitch."
The Saint of Light who was supporting the golden scythe suddenly laughed, and she closed one eye playfully: "But do you think you can really stop me?"
The ice and snow elf suddenly felt something in her heart.
The next moment, the Saintess of Light's closed left eye opened again. In her eyes was a brilliant golden light, and a compass-shaped clock appeared faintly.
"Wheel of Fortune (Reversed)"
"——Unknown details of the change."
The ice and snow elf who looked at him was stunned for a moment.
After that, her body was suddenly thrown upwards uncontrollably. There were many explosion-like scars on her body, and her head was in severe pain. Her whole body seemed to have suffered many injuries in an instant.
At the same time, those monsters that were already close to Chi Chi were all thrown away by the invisible shock wave.
But their power was obviously not as powerful as the ice and snow elves, so when the scattered bodies were thrown away, they were directly blown into pieces and annihilated, instantly clearing the place into a hollow area.
The Saint of Light groaned, and she suddenly raised her hand to cover her left eye, and golden-red blood flowed from between her fingers.
She staggered a bit and used her sickle to support herself.
At this time, the group of light that was walking slowly suddenly stopped, and the light in the center was so dazzling that only white could be seen.
Golden light trails are still flying from all directions.
The sky above was as bright as day.
There was a light and melodious chant floating in the air, vague and uncertain, like a song and a blessing from a sincere prayer.
The light beside her came to her.
The Saint of Light, who was covering her left eye, was suddenly startled.
She looked up towards the center of the light.
Then, she seemed to see something. A sacred smile of attachment and admiration appeared on her face. She held her cheek in her hands and chuckled: "Ah~ my god!"
A hand stretched out from the light, stroking the hair hanging down from her ears, and gently rubbed his fingertips against her left eye, which was dripping with blood and tears.
Then a warm and soft voice came out kindly.
"Stop laughing, it's a bit ugly."
"..."
The crimson expression of the Saint of Light cracked slightly: "You are not my god!"
The man in the light withdrew his hand.
He put his palm in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, but did not respond to the Saint of Light's question. Then he waved his hand gently, and a golden torrent swarmed out.
The golden light particles carried the ice and snow monsters not far away, entangled them like gravel, and then flowed to other places again.
As for the monster that was shrouded in light, its strong body quickly shriveled up, its snow-gray hair became dull and irrelevant, and the sharp claws and claws it had previously shrunk and disappeared.
It seems that it has returned to an ordinary beast.
The cold winter days are now extremely warm.
The sky of Guangming City still shines with brilliance, and a sun-like ray of light rises from the sun crown of the Guangming God Statue until it illuminates the distant night into day.
There is no longer any trace of darkness.
"My god was born from darkness, and since then the world has been filled with warm light."
This is a miracle.
A miracle that shocked everyone.
The Saint of Light began to look at stars again: "My God..."
The person in the light suddenly waved again, and then a ray of golden light struck into the distance of the sky, tightly wrapping around a snow-white figure.
"ah--!"
The ice elf struggled violently, covering her head in pain. The freezing cold overflowed from her body uncontrollably, and was then swallowed up by the golden light.
She opened her eyes wide, her eyes contracted and expanded, and a silvery coldness slowly wandered out of her eyes.
Then, the man in the light hooked his fingers.
The light flew back carrying the silvery chill.
"What a sad dawn."
The man in the light sighed.
"No, this generation of Dawn practitioners have begun to read the Light Canon."
The man in the light said again.
"Perhaps she will have a new life in the future."
The person in the light crushed the silvery coldness.
He came into the air and scanned the messy area of Guangming City. The light from his body once again spread out like a torrent, like an endless river, occupying every inch of this disaster-stricken city-state.
The survivors in the city walked out involuntarily. They looked up at the figure in the sky devoutly, praying and blessing.
The clergy of the Church of Light had blazing eyes, shouting and reveling in even greater reverence.
There were no sounds of fighting and wailing in this city.
Only gospel-like music and singing remain.
It was like a golden beam of light that penetrated the dark night and shone on the devastated ruins. From then on, people could only see that light.
Piety and fanaticism, belief and madness.
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