The square was filled with crimson blood.
Screams, wailings, constant splatters of blood, and the horrified and twisted faces of the crowd were immersed in this crimson mist, like a bizarre and bizarre picture of hell.
The witches all have weird smiles on their faces, and their bodies are constantly transforming into normal human forms and monsters. This is a hell for light believers and witch hunters, but it is a feast for witches.
Everyone is trapped in this square. The magic circle that Xiao Zhimiao sacrificed with his body is so impregnable that no one can shake it.
Even Cyannia couldn't break through it.
All his skills and holy magic power were dissipated in this piece of crimson magic power that was condensed into substance. He was attacked and bitten by monsters transformed into witches. He threw them away angrily and dealt with them, but those witches had already been tried by the system. Yes, it is an NPC that is about to finish issuing other copies. Before it is officially activated, it will not die no matter what.
Even if he is a god, he cannot influence the system's decision-making unless he obtains the relevant system permissions. However, in this regard, he is not as good as Xiao Zhimiao, who knows how to exploit system bugs and exploit the system.
Now he could only be trapped in the square, constantly dealing with the witches who rushed towards him to attack him.
He kept calling to the other judges, but no one paid any attention to Him.
After he once again dealt with the witch monster that rushed towards him, he looked towards the judges and saw that they found a place with few people in a corner of the judgment seat, opened a defensive formation, and stood inside to watch. He stood there, not caring at all about the scene in front of him, and his expression didn't change much.
This is not the first time that Cyannia has participated in a trial with the trial team, but this is the first time that this situation has occurred, so the way in which the trial team has responded is also the first time.
He thought they would at least take care of it, but he didn't expect to just stand there and watch. This really opened his eyes.
He rushed to them angrily, "You just watch like this? Let Sethia destroy the copy here?"
A judge said coldly: "We have completed the trial."
Cyannia: "You are the judges of God's realm!"
Judge: "So we are only doing the judging. Our tasks assigned by the system have been completed."
Cyannia was speechless. He snorted coldly, "Do you think Sethia will let you go? If you don't deal with her, you won't be able to return to God's Realm."
Just after Sethia opened the magic circle and increased his magic power by sacrificing himself, he wanted to return directly to the divine realm.
This Sethia went crazy and even killed herself. He would not fight with her like the last time. The most important thing was that Sethia had already killed one of his clones, and he was the only one left.
Generally, gods only have one clone. If the clone dies, not only will a lot of faith be lost, but the divine power will also be greatly reduced, making them gradually weaken.
Gods whose clones have died cannot appear in the land of gods for the time being. They can only attach their souls to their statues and raise new clones.
If when they are weak, new demigods challenge them in order to be promoted to official gods, it will be very dangerous. This is also what they are most worried about.
Therefore, clones are very important to them. It is already very luxurious for Cyannia to have two clones.
This clone of him still relies on the fact that he is the son of the God of Light. He can borrow the faith of the God of Light to directly recast a clone after the death of one clone.
But that's the only one. His magic elements and abilities are usually improved a lot because of the belief in the Supreme God of Light. Although the God of Light has many beliefs, he can't squander them at will.
Gods also have various restrictions, but they can use some tricks to get around these restrictions, but there are some restrictions and rules that they must abide by.
Siannia gritted her teeth angrily as she looked at the judges who were still standing there as motionless as logs.
Why didn't He see that they could be so rigid before? Literally no matter what He said, they were indifferent.
Although these judges are under His Father, the Most High God of Light,
But he still obeyed the orders of the main god system, and his father also managed them through the authority given by the system.
Seannia was bitten on the arm by the witch monster that rushed forward, tearing off a large piece of flesh. The pain made him scream in agony, and he broke out in cold sweat while covering the wound.
The golden blade flew out of his hand and shattered the witch's body into pieces.
But within a few seconds, the witch's body condensed again.
Cyannia finally experienced how annoying the infinite resurrection monsters in the dungeon are.
He was leaning on the trial seat with an extremely ugly expression. Now the entire square was enveloped by Xiao Zhimiao's magic circle. This magic circle would suppress the holy magic power. Some people with low magic power could not use any magic power at all, even if he This kind of god with a very high magic value was also very uncomfortable being suppressed.
The holy magic power was like a salad jar with a small opening. It could only be squeezed out little by little. What shocked him the most was that even with its own recovery properties, the body recovered very slowly.
Usually, even if he breaks his limbs, he can recover as quickly as possible, and the recovery speed will not exceed three seconds.
But now that a piece of his flesh was bitten off by a witch, his recovery was extremely slow, and the pain he felt was more severe than a normal injury.
But not long after, the enemy, which was recovering slowly, was healed immediately after a wisp of red mist passed by.
The crimson magic power with the aura of Scythia burnt through his hands like a pair of pokers, making him feel extremely humiliated.
He knew that Scythia deliberately surrounded Him here and tortured Him here.
All the wounds on his body were healed due to Xiao Zhimiao's deliberate actions, and then witches kept rushing towards him.
A translucent sharp blade appeared in Ciannia's hand, piercing the biting witch monster on him, pushing her away from him, and searched for Xiao Zhimiao's figure in the square.
He's going to kill this nasty little ***!
Xiao Zhimiao stood on the high platform, the blood in her abdomen was still flowing down, but she didn't care. Her eyes penetrated the chaotic crowd and fixed on Siannia.
She wanted to see if Cyannia could maintain the arrogance and dignity of His Son of Light.
"Little cicada!"
Xu Zhilan kept calling Xiao Zhimiao, but he couldn't get close to her. The defensive shield she built around her refused to let anyone get close, including Salos, who had just input magic power into her.
Once she makes this plan, no one can change her decision.
She looked at Seannia dealing with the witches in a panic, raised the corners of her mouth, and walked towards Him step by step.
As soon as she made progress, a warm and soft touch came from her wrist. She raised her wrist and saw that it was Qiansi.
She turned around and saw that it was Xu Zhilan who penetrated the defensive shield with Qiansi and wrapped it around her wrist.
Qiansi is a weapon made from her flesh and blood, so it can penetrate her shield.
Xu Zhilan's extremely worried mood came from Qiansi. She flicked Qiansi and touched Qiansi as if to soothe an uneasy big dog.
Her current mental state was almost crazy, but she could still suppress it. Perhaps, it was not suppression, but seeing Qiansi's emotions calm down unconsciously.
She was always very patient with Xu Zhilan, who bound her soul to her.
Xu Zhilan held the other end of Qiansi and felt the soothing emotion transmitted from Qiansi. His expression paused, and infinite sadness surged from his heart.
She is always like this, even when she is seriously injured, she will comfort him. She is like a tough rock and an ever-sharp sword. She will never make herself weak or fall down at any time. Down.
"Sesia!"
A voice of incomparable resentment sounded in front of Xiao Zhimiao, followed by dazzling golden light and countless golden blades cutting towards her.
She raised her hand and waved it gently, and the shining golden blade turned into a burst of golden smoke and dispersed in front of her.
Cyannia penetrated the smoke and slashed at her with her blade, her defensive shield
It was broken under the blade here, and was caught by her heart-killing heart.
She was not surprised that the knife in Cyannia's hand could break her shield into pieces.
"Sesia, you little ***! How dare you trap me here!"
Seiya seemed extremely angry. When had he ever suffered such a loss? He usually watched Seiya despair, defeat, and hysteria in this dungeon, falling into the abyss again and again.
Sethia also tried to sacrifice himself in the past, but failed. He didn't know which link had the problem.
"Did I trap you here?"
Xiao Zhimiao held up Zhu Xin and easily resisted his attack. She said in a calm tone with a hint of ridicule: "Every NPC and every task link in this dungeon was not arranged by you." Chinese net
After saying that, her expression turned cold, and frost spread from her eyes, as if countless ice blades had condensed to stab Cyannia, "Including the ending of this copy, it is also your masterpiece."
Cyannia yelled angrily, holding a sharp blade and slashing at her continuously. In this crimson mist, he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and his movements were much slower.
Xiao Zhimiao easily accepted his attack and looked at him going hysterical and crazy.
Looking at his appearance, sometimes he had to admit that there were sometimes some similarities between the two of them.
It's just that Cyannia's madness is on the surface, but her madness is deep in her heart.
During Cyannia's crazy attack, Qiansi entangled him, pulled him back hard, and dragged him to the ground.
He still wanted to get up, but a curse mark appeared in Xiao Zhimiao's hand, suppressing him and unable to get up.
She stood in front of Him and looked at Him condescendingly: "You should also experience the powerlessness and despair."
After she finished speaking, several figures came through the red mist behind her. They were the red-haired witches with the most powerful magic power around her.
They looked at Him with dark eyes, as if looking at a piece of meat on a chopping board.
