In the teleportation circle.
Different from the feeling of entering the magic door for the first time, under the protection of the special barrier magic, George could clearly see the distortion and compression of the surrounding space, and it was constantly accelerating.
This feeling does not feel like it is moving, but the entire space is constantly changing. Under the influence of magic, it is forced through the space to avoid obstacles, and finally overlaps two different positions.
To put it bluntly, the difference between teleportation and ordinary marching is like going from the top of a department store to the top of a department store via elevators and stairs. Although the final displacement is the same, if it is an ordinary marching or flying movement, just like slowly climbing to the top floor through the existing stairs or escalators, countless unnecessary distances need to be added. However, if teleportation magic is used, It's like building a single-use elevator directly in the middle of a department store by forcibly drilling through the floors of each floor.
Although teleportation movement is very direct, simple and violent, sometimes because there are many space barriers that need to be broken, space teleportation errors are prone to occur, and even if you accidentally fall into fatal space turbulence, it is not as effective as conventional movement methods. Convenient and fast. However, this time it was to rescue the archangel who did not know where he was, so even though the teleportation circle consumed a huge amount of time and magic power, Arthur and others still insisted on using this method for direct rescue.
"Damn, why do you feel so uneasy?"
George, who was under the protection of barrier magic, didn't know why, but the muscles in his thighs were constantly trembling, and the uneasiness in his heart was also vague. As time went by, this feeling of uneasiness became more and more intense, and the nerves in his brain kept sending tingling signals, reminding him to escape from unknown dangers.
Subconsciously, George touched the Book of the Dead on his waist. Ever since the attack in the Nightmare Forest last night, the Book of the Dead had become very peaceful. Although it had only been one night, George felt as if the whispers of the dead had not appeared in his ears for a long time.
But the moment he subconsciously touched the Book of the Dead, the Book of the Dead flashed a dark magical light without being noticed by anyone. Immediately afterwards, a massive amount of information spewed out of George's mind, and countless intertwined sounds and images flooded George's consciousness again.
…
Gray sky, barren land.
Nikolas's old capital, Nikolas, has not yet been destroyed. Although the sky in Nikolas is a little gray, the brilliance of the sun can still be seen.
Outside Nikram's city, there are countless legendary figures and fourth-level advanced creatures. Elven King Alvin, Pope Martin Lewis, Arthur's father Uther, Black Dragon King Nessa, Marle, Iser, Thassa, Noz, the ancestor of fire - Phoenix King Atom and other top players , are all listed in this column.
Among them, the most obvious one is Michael, the most powerful angel who emits endless holy light in the sky.
Opposite the coalition masters, on top of Nikram's high wall, stood a man who was half human and half zombie - Emperor Nicholas the Great, Gaudos.
Although Gaudos' figure alone on the scene is slightly thin, in terms of momentum, the aura around this legendary half-dead man is like a tens of millions of troops looking down at the world, competing with the aura of the coalition masters. There is actually some indistinguishability!
"Let me, Archangel Michael, take the lead in charging against the evil and darkness in this world, and let this incarnation of death disappear from the world!"
Michael fluttered the wings on his back, and flew towards the city like a cannonball. The huge Archangel Sword mobilized all the light elements in the space and wrapped them in the blade. Michael's sword was as majestic as the sun falling from the sky, and the sword wind struck Gaudos with overwhelming force.
However, when he was less than a kilometer away from Gaudos, Michael suddenly stopped his forward movement and put himself into a defensive state, with the defensive barrier around him quickly unfolding.
Although he didn't know where the enemy was, Michael did feel a murderous aura just now, a murderous aura that was weak but very deadly.
A few seconds later, under the horrified eyes of everyone, half of Michael's right wing slipped off without any warning, and the holy archangel's blood spilled to the ground like a fountain. Opposite Michael, a black figure appeared.
The figure was not much shorter than Michael. The pure black gilt armor on his body was in sharp contrast with the pure white armor on Michael's body. The dark skin exposed outside the armor shone brightly. Blood streaks. Of course, the most eye-catching thing about this figure is the two sky-high black horns on its head and the huge scythe in its hand.
Seeing that Michael's wing was broken, the figure just shrugged, expressing some dissatisfaction with the results of this surprise attack. Then, the figure swung a beautiful knife and sprinkled the archangel's blood on the blade evenly on the dry land. The moment the blood touched the ground, the soil that was originally covered with weeds began to solidify into In just a few breaths, the blood-stained ground actually condensed into high-concentration light crystals of different sizes!
"Michael, since you have attacked our territory, let me play with you! Tell me the real name of my great demon Archimonde!"
The battle is about to begin. Michael, the most powerful angel who controls endless light elements, is good at defense and recovery, and can even bring people back to life, and Akmon, the most powerful demon who controls the power of time and space, is good at assassination and storming, and is elusive. De, the two fifth-level powerhouses, can be said to be the strongest shield and the sharpest spear in the world. The two of them went up to the sky and into the earth, from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sea. For a moment, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the sun and the moon had no light.
The duel between the two lasted for three days and three nights. In the end, Michael cut off one of Archimonde's pitch-black horns at the cost of having the other half of his wings cut off, and with a slight advantage, Michael beheaded Archimonde. Virtue, and himself, when the oil ran out and the lamp ran out, the half-dead man Gaudos who was waiting for an opportunity seized the opportunity and sealed it underground, never to see the light of the world forever.
…
His vision gradually recovered, and when George regained his normal vision again, the deep space-time tunnel had disappeared, and was replaced by a glorious valley.
But this valley... seems a little strange?
First of all, on the dome of the valley, the light elements in the air and earth stung George's skin with fear.
Although George, who had been transformed by the blood of the Phoenix, still retained the abilities and skills of a vampire, due to the fire element in his body, his resistance to life spells, holy spells, or light spells was no longer the same as that of a normal human being. It's the same as usual, but even so, George can still feel that the light element, which should be gentle, is quite aggressive. Not to mention pure vampires, even ordinary humans with a little dark magic in their bodies may not come here. The soul is about to be annihilated.
Of course, monks and crusaders are at home here. After being transformed by special potions, their ability to carry and absorb light and life spells is several times that of ordinary people. They can also attack curses or death spells. The resistance is even more powerful.
Secondly, although this is a valley, it is a valley without a sky.
George could tell that the white crystals that made up the huge dome seemed to be pure light element crystals, and in this endless valley, there were countless creatures, including harpies, tauren, elves, humans, Different camps, different races, but there is only one thing in common. The magic power they exude, whether strong or weak, is pure light magic power.
"What exactly happened here?" George kept thinking about this doubt in his mind.
Suddenly, a breeze came and brought up a few white feathers on the grass. The feathers blew over George's face and the tip of his nose with the breeze, just like his wife Lova's hand wiping his face, warming him. Warm and itchy.
After the gust of wind passed, George suddenly felt that the side of his face was still itchy, so he subconsciously touched it. The moment he touched his face, goosebumps all over George's body stood up!
"Blood...Why is it all blood?"
George didn't bother to wipe the blood from his palms and pulled out the dagger from his waist. After the vampire's kiss, with the bright blade of the sword, George could see clearly that his face had been scratched beyond recognition by those feathers. , even the neck guard on the elf armor was scraped to pieces by the feathers, leaving almost no defense.
However, the crusaders and monks walking in front of George did not notice anything strange about George at all. They just continued walking, praising the light.
George was about to catch up, but suddenly, he realized the danger signal!
Raise the dagger, hold up the defensive barrier, turn around, and retreat with all your strength!
Although it was only for a moment, George clearly felt that the light elements behind him suddenly strengthened, and the magic power of these light elements was obviously very hostile!
defense! escape!
George, who turned around and backed away, finally saw the threat behind him. It was a huge human being that was comparable to the real size of Phoenix King Atom, whether it was the huge wings emitting endless brilliance on his back, the gleaming pure white armor on his body, or the entwined weapon in his hand. The giant sword with the holy flame, which is capable of destroying all unclean things, reveals the true identity of this birdman.
Archangel, Michael!
Michael raised the giant sword above his head, but did not swing it down in a hurry. The look in his eyes was clear to George. It was a condescending cat-and-mouse attitude, and an expression of disdain for weak enemies.
George desperately wanted to retreat and escape from this area, but he found that he could not take a step no matter what, his defensive barrier could not be completed no matter what, and most importantly, his heart could not complete it no matter what. Take up the courage to resist.
The surrounding space was sealed, the surrounding magic was blocked, and his own desire to fight was wiped out. Before the Archangel's blow came, George was already in a state of complete death.
"Is that the end?" George sighed in his heart. From this distance, George could even see his own small figure reflected on the blade of the Archangel Sword. Perhaps among such a powerful man, In front of him, he was even smaller than this humble reflection.
Although I really want to know why Archangel Michael killed him, in this bloody world of killing or being killed, who would care about the strong man's reason for killing?
Thinking of this, George smiled miserably, put down the dagger in his hand, and closed his eyes.
"Lova, I'm here to accompany you."
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.
"Isn't this Michael? Long time no see!"
This voice seemed to have magic power, which not only reassured George, but also made George gradually fall asleep. The moment before he closed his eyes, George seemed to vaguely see a tall and thin figure standing between him and the Archangel's Sword. The figure was holding the Elf King's bow and confronting Michael with a relaxed expression.
"Elven King, Alvin!"
