The divine power possessed by the dragon blood crystal can activate the sleeping time and space gates of cities and towns, and establish directional connections between different time and space gates.
Li Ran stood in front of the time and space gate of Dawn Islands and stretched out his right hand.
The Ring of No Regrets on the finger glowed faintly, and a large amount of divine resources and magic materials stored in it were absorbed and consumed by the time and space gate.
A curtain suddenly appeared in the hollow ring, and the glowing Ring of No Regrets was like a fire, igniting the curtain of time and space, causing it to roll up like soft satin, forming a tumbling vortex.
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The hot hell wind is mixed with the smell of blood.
In the red clouds that filled the sky, demons were screaming loudly, and from time to time, bone dragons would poke their heads out, spying on the dilapidated city below.
After most of the chosen warriors guarding the city wall were eliminated, Dewey was forced to order the remaining troops to withdraw into the city and organize the last line of defense at the junction of the upper city and lower city.
Women, the elderly, and children were rounded up and sheltered in the tall god buildings and factories of the upper town.
The remaining defenders and all the men who could hold weapons were mobilized and divided into small groups to guard every street leading to the shelter.
From this moment on, they had no way out.
Vast numbers of undead, demons and machines entered the city on the broken city wall, looking for objects to hunt and kill for fun.
Star Wind City, central square.
The great demon Moore slashed the flagpole with his sword, and the Silver Star Griffin flag fell into the blood of the defenders.
In the open square, there were only a few survivors still holding weapons, standing in front of the big demon. A dark elf stalker covered in blood leaned against the white stone wall of the cathedral, slowly slipped and took his last breath.
Under the oppression of the power of hell, the year-round dazzling light on the church steeple completely dimmed, leaving only a thin layer of afterglow.
In the gap where the church door was ajar, Grand Archon Malen withdrew his prying eyes, shook his head and sighed heavily.
"Mr. Mullen, how is the situation outside?"
An urgent call drew Mullen's attention to a woman sitting under an angel icon.
It's Tricia.
Her haggard face was stained with dried tears, and Mullen almost didn't recognize this familiar fjord villager.
Mullen said bluntly: "The big devil broke through the defense line in the square and is walking towards the church."
Tricia's eyes darkened.
The church hall is spacious and can accommodate more than 300 people.
The duties of Mullen and other consuls are to maintain order in the refuge, uniformly distribute survival supplies, and appease the masses.
However, in the final moments of the Sanctuary's fall, the Archons had accomplished their mission.
In the war against evil, the most tragic outcome for humans is not necessarily death.
Necromancers can enslave corpses, machines can transform humans into cyborgs with only the instinct to kill, and demons can enslave fresh souls.
In order to avoid falling into the hands of evil spirits, several shadow bombs tied together are placed in the church hall. The power generated after detonation is enough to destroy everything here.
Perhaps these bombs cannot cause damage to high-level enemies, but the pure shadow flames can completely annihilate the body and allow the soul of the deceased to return to the gate of Hades as soon as possible.
Mullen looked at the shadow bomb and said calmly to the old man beside him: "Charles, those bombs are left to you. You know how to detonate them. Even low-level light spells can arouse the elemental resonance of the bomb. "
Pastor Charles nodded solemnly.
He sat weakly in the corner of the hall, holding the two children in his arms tightly.
"Grandpa, we will survive, right?"
Little Norman lay next to Charles' ear and asked softly.
Charles lowered his head, hiding his old face in the shadows, and said nothing. He just held Norman and Xuerou's hands tightly.
After doing all this, Mullen picked up a sickle, stood up, and opened the door of the church.
"Mr. Mullen, I'll go with you."
Pine, who was guarding the door, said. He also drew his sword and stood beside Mullen.
Maren nodded, and the two stepped into the square together.
As the door opened, the tragic scene in the square was also seen by everyone in the church.
People couldn't help but cry out in horror.
At this moment, a griffon covered in blood fell from the sky.
The big demon casually slashed the gryphon in half with a sword, but he didn't expect the knight on the gryphon's back to leap into the air and launch a surprise attack, swiping his sword towards the demon's head.
However, the knight's body type and level were far different from that of the demon. Moore reacted immediately after being surprised for a moment, opened his big mouth and bit the long sword in mid-air to pieces, defusing the knight's surprise attack.
The knight wearing ranger leather armor took the opportunity to jump back, escaping from the demon's sharp claws and falling far behind.
Mullen couldn't help but exclaimed: "Dewey!"
Dewey looked back at the Grand Consul standing at the door of the church, with a look of determination on his face.
The leader of the Griffin Claws Chapter who broke away from the demon did not retreat, but strode towards the demon.
Moore showed great interest in the knight who came to die. He recognized that the man in front of him was the human commander who had caused him endless trouble before, so he decided to use the most cruel method to execute him.
Dewey, who had no weapons, seemed to have lost his fear and just ran towards the devil.
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