Galadia wanted to escape, but she had never thought about why her garden was so big and endless. She kept passing flower fields, woods, creeks, and meadows until she realized she was wandering in the same place.
She forced herself to calm down and found that the sky above the consul's residence was covered with a dome-like light blue barrier, undulating quietly like a lake.
"There is a barrier from the outside world here, but I was able to contact Griffith, which shows that the power of the barrier is not strong. It should create an illusion and shielding effect."
Galadia stood there gathering psychic energy. Her left eye turned into a magnificent red, and she cast her gaze towards the dome in mid-air. Wherever the focus of her sight went, she immediately saw fragments of illusions like broken crystals.
As soon as the light blue barrier dissipated, several figures appeared in front of her, two of which were particularly familiar - the Archon and Sidious were standing there, very close to each other, as if they were saying something. Besides them, there are several others hiding not far away.
"Dad, brother, help!"
As expected, my father and brother are more reliable, Griffith, you idiot. Galadia stumbled over and said, "Something strange happened at home."
"Is that so?"
Sidious cast a cold gaze at her, then turned to the Archon, and pushed forward with his right hand.
The Archon of Canaan, leader of the elves, transcendent, one of the most powerful demigods in the world, Ferreras Villanoy fell like a toppled sculpture. His appearance had withered and withered, and his vitality no longer existed. A sharp sword was pierced into his chest, and streaks of lightning lingered.
Galadia recognized that it was the sword that Sidious carried with him, the mysterious and powerful holy sword "Hanguang".
"This, this, no."
Galadia's mind went blank and her reason was about to collapse. She pulled her hair and asked in a desperate voice: "Brother, what have you done? No, this is fake, this is some kind of hallucination. "
She activated the accessories on her body one after another, mobilizing the power of the magic eye, trying to get rid of the false illusions. But no matter how hard she tried, Sidious was there, the Archon lying at his feet like abandoned wood.
"My silly sister, don't run away. All this is reality." The elder brother threw away his previous smile and care and said to his sister in an indifferent tone, "My silly sister, don't you know that you have been destined by the gods? Can't you see what happened to your fate? Even now, you still want to continue to escape and immerse yourself in a false dream?
"The ruler of Canaan, Ferreras Valanoi, has been ended by me. His brothers, sisters, the arrogant and stupid Valanoi kin have been destroyed, and only you and I are left."
Galadia stood there as if she were petrified, her eyes almost losing all light and hope.
"What should I do? Do you want to take her away?" Sidious was followed by several people, each of whom had very powerful aura and spiritual energy. One of the elves asked respectfully: "It's a rare opportunity for the God's Favorite to appear here alone."
"You can't do it, Lars," the eldest son of the former consul shook his head. "My mission has been accomplished, and I don't want to do unnecessary things. If you are not willing, you can go up and try to see what the blessing of the stars means. ."
"She is just an inexperienced Sequence 7. We are all extraordinary, so why can't we do anything?" Lars waved his hand and gave orders to the people around him, "Vic, Paro, follow me and capture her."
The two extraordinary elves who followed him took out their wands and daggers, protected them with powerful shields, or hid themselves and followed carefully. Before they could get close, an abnormal spiritual energy captured their souls.
The nightingale's lament for the dead seemed to resound in the air, and the clouds covered up the last ray of moonlight. At the same time, everyone heard the terrible and hollow cry, which foreshadowed a desolate and tragic death.
The clouds dissipated, and the silver moon turned into a blood-colored sickle hanging in the sky.
The eyes of the Galadia demon who was kneeling on the ground were gleaming with gleaming light, and the pure and terrifying blood-red storm and magic ball were spinning and roaring around her. She did not use a magic wand. The jewelry she had prepared had been activated. It resonated with the power of the magic eye, fully amplified her spiritual energy and perception, and formed a powerful shield around her.
She was wrapped in a blood-red arc of light, like a huge red ball, and the scarlet arc whip whipped her wantonly. The aura that tears apart the space has swept over like an overwhelming force.
A ball of ghostly red flame tore a crack in the world's barrier and swept across the sky, venting its rage and madness around her.
"This is the fire of the virtual realm, the power of annihilation that ignores all defenses!" A mysterious man hiding in the back row screamed and ran away without looking back.
Sidious's figure immediately turned into nothingness. The fire of the virtual realm rushed towards where he was standing, passed through his body and bit a mysterious man further behind. The ghostly flames bit like crazy, biting through the shield in a blink of an eye and then began to eat away at his body.
Amidst the horrifying screams, Lars, who was about to take action, had just given the order when he suddenly fell into something strange. His body became stiff, and even his brain was as stiff as solidified mud.
He moved his lips, but no words came out. He glanced at his shoulders in surprise, and found that a ball of virtual fire had ignited his area. He wanted to seek support from his teammates, but he saw that his companion named Vic was being bitten by illusory flames, twisted and pulled like a clown on the stage, and formed into a paste-like liquid.
The focus of Galadia's magic eye was moving. The escaped transcendent Paro had already hidden his figure, but he was still captured by the magic eye and the fire of the virtual realm. He was unable to break free as if he was trapped in a whirlpool, and let out a shrill and desperate cry. Scream.
Lars activated a blade of light at lightning speed, chopped off his right shoulder and arm, and fought to escape the terrifying flames at the cost of being severely injured.
Several auras hidden in the darkness behind were alerted. They all turned and fled, leaving only Sidious emerging from the illusion again.
"What a twisted and useless power, silly sister." Sidious sighed, and the surging psychic energy surged like a tidal wave. He just raised his hand and pushed, and Galadia, who was attacking crazily, flew backwards.
This blow saved Lars from the brink of death. The fleeing elves hid far away and watched the battle here in panic.
"Leave here, the favor of the stars is not something you can match," Sidious threw down his robe. "The barrier has been broken, and all parties will soon notice the movement here."
His left eye suddenly took on a golden light like the rising sun. Galadia's magic eye seemed to have encountered an old enemy, and it immediately launched a whirlpool of virtual fire to attack him. It was about to penetrate his body, but it passed through like a phantom again without any harm.
Galadia immediately tried to attack again, but her left eye had begun to shed tears of blood, and the severe pain prevented her from opening her eyes.
Sidious stood there, raised his hand lightly, and shook it ten meters away. Galadia was suddenly out of breath as if her throat was being strangled. She struggled to resist, but she couldn't hold on to the force around her throat. Sidious's hand changed from holding to pushing. Galadia suddenly received an invisible blow on her lower abdomen, letting out a cry and falling into the flower field.
"We succeeded!" Lars, who had lost his arm, cheered. He seemed to have been planning for this day for a long time. Even though he was severely injured, he still rushed towards the place where Galadia fell.
Suddenly, a mountain peak appeared in front of him, standing in front of him with unshakable majesty. Its majestic momentum even made people afraid to look up.
Griffith has arrived! He punched the oncoming Lars, and the impact of his powerful momentum caused ripples and loud noises on the shield.
"Don't get in the way, bug!" Lars was frightened and took a step back. He immediately threw his anger at Griffith, holding the wand in his left hand, condensing a spear of light and throwing it.
However, the would-be knight blocked the blow with his body without hesitation, and the light spear pierced his chest, but there was no pain or blockage reaction.
Lars was shocked in his heart, and the second and third luminous spears were shot out one after another, pricking the would-be knight facing him into a hedgehog.
"This is a puppet." Sidious shouted, but stood still.
A group of bats flew down from the sky and gathered behind Lars to form Griffith's true body. The ice spear condensed in his hand, and the giant shadow of the mountain monster let out an earth-shattering roar.
"Insect, this is how a throwing spear is used!"
Griffith threw it with all his strength at a very close range, and the ice gun shattered Lars's shield, and the flying ice shattered him beyond recognition. The elf caster subconsciously raised his hand to block, and the second layer of shield was already spreading from top to bottom with a golden halo.
As long as the caster reaches a certain level, the defensive shields will be continuous until his mental power and equipment are exhausted. As a transcendent, Lars relied on his dense shield defense to still dare to step forward even after losing his right arm and being severely injured.
Griffith threw the spear, stopped his hand, pulled out the silver musket from his waist, flipped the hammer, took aim, and pulled the trigger. A series of movements were so smooth that nearby enemies didn't even have time to warn and support. Golden flashes of light and cathartic killing intent had already spewed out of the barrel.
"Bang!"
Lars seemed to see the death knell sounded by fate for him. Before he could scream in terror, the hammer of conviction had already struck hard. Under the irresistible pressure, the new shield was shattered by the impact of psychic energy and adamantine projectiles as soon as it was formed. The adamantine bullet broke through the shield and tore Rath's throat. Minced meat, mucus, blood, and trachea exploded and radiated all over the ground. Half of his neck was missing, and it was drooping on his shoulders with blood gushing out. It was too horrible to look at.
The Elven Extraordinary fell to his knees with a look of disbelief in his eyes. He wanted to struggle or fight back, but all the spiritual energy in his body seemed to have evaporated and left him.
Griffith rushed forward, raised his right hand, held the musket upside down and swung the butt towards Lars, then turned his left hand and grabbed a formed ice spear and stabbed it into the eye socket of the fallen elf. The brain material spewed out with a "bang" from the back of the pierced skull.
He blocked Galadia behind him, let go of the blood-stained ice spear, swung his hand to pick up the Sequence 6 Extraordinary Characteristics, and tossed it gently in his hand.
The would-be knight's sharp eyes were like an eagle watching a wolf. He looked around at the enemies around him, methodically took out the medicine pack and projectiles and inserted them into the barrel of the gun. He looked majestic but not elegant.
"Next.
"Sidious, is that you?"
