Dark Shadow Shrine

It was five o'clock in the morning on December 15, 1315.

Today is the day when the Church of the Three Gods of Justice publicly executes Cyric.

The Temple of Tyr's Hand in Cesc.

Tyre, the God of Justice, is the largest temple on Ultron Continent, and it is also the residence of the Knights of Justice.

On this day, the white flag fluttered in the wind.

Within a radius of 100 kilometers, almost every inch of the place was illuminated like daylight by the magician's light technique. Groups of ranger paladins carrying holy lanterns rode their horses to patrol back and forth, while small groups of lions hovered in the sky. Eagle Rider.

Countless heavily armed paladins surrounded Tilburg, and almost all the commanding heights had half-elf magic archers and human marksmen in uniform standing guard.

The magic circle was opened early, and low-level priests everywhere were using [Detect Evil] to check every visitor.

Although Cyric was imprisoned in Tyre's kingdom of God early, this place will only be a projection, but Tilburg is the main venue of the ceremony. In order to avoid the final counterattack of Cyric's fanatics, the guards here are still tightly guarded. .

On the main square, more than 200,000 people who hated Cyric were kneeling in batches and regions.

In the middle of the square, representatives and dignitaries sent by various countries sat on a temporary viewing platform, and directly opposite the viewing platform was an empty place, which was where the whole video would be played later.

A little further there is a huge statue of Cyric. This will serve as proof of Cyric's fall.

Politicians need to put on a show, but gods also need to put on a show.

Even if the whole world knew that Cyric fell at Raven's hands, so what? As a god of justice, what could be more effective in attracting believers and enhancing divine power than executing a super evil god who is both angry with man and god?

On Ultron Continent, some people hate Bane, and some people hate Shar. Some people hate Talos, but the most hated choice is Cyric.

Because Cyric has been killing indiscriminately for thousands of years, the races and countries that he and his followers have harmed with conspiracy and assassination are almost all over the entire multiverse.

For the three gods of justice, Cyric must die!

It is necessary to die by their hands, so as to relieve the anger, and to expand the influence of the good camp.

For a long time, since neutral races such as elves and gnomes have done nothing. There are also a bunch of forces in the chaotic good camp and they don't care. In fact, the power of these few gods of lawful good faces the evil gods of the three camps of lawful evil, neutral evil, and chaotic evil.

The Tyres would be lying to you if they said that the pressure was not great.

They need hope and new blood too much. So, if Raven joined the lawful good camp, they would be happier.

Time, step into the dawn.

At dawn, the priests of the God of Justice Church prayed for divine spells. This is Tyr's hour, and it's also the most hated time for Priest Cyric, who gains his spell when the new moon rises at night.

Tyr is marked by dawn, and Cyric is marked by night. It seems that from this point the irreconcilable contradiction between the two gods is doomed.

An image was projected on the open space of more than 100 meters in the center of the square.

Mad God Cyric is like a dumpling, bound by more than a hundred chains of divine power. The excessively strong lawful and good divine power on the chains makes Cyric very painful.

But the half-mad Cyric didn't think so, and he sang Great Raven! for a while. For a while, he cursed Raven almost unconsciously, and cursed Kelenvor, the god of death, but most of all he cursed Midnight bitch.

I don't know why, but the people are also good. Whether it's the representatives of the major forces, seeing Cyric like this... seems a bit unresponsive.

The God of Justice is wise, and this has long been thought out.

As soon as the screen switched, a senior priest of the Murder Church appeared holding a divine book—West, the Brain of God.

Read it! In the video, the God of Loyalty and Courage stuffed a divine scripture into the hands of West, who was kneeling in front of Cyric.

Then, with tears in his eyes, the bitter lying angel West was losing his courage. When you can’t even tell a lie, start to recite the [True Lies] in your hand aloud

Despite men's efforts to wrest the reins of fate from the gods, human beings have always been born from the source of all nature. Intertwined and bound to it in a hundred ways, by which the gods ensured that mortals would stay where they were. In a world full of misery and sorrow. Born in Zhentil, Cyric was no exception.

During one of the hottest summers the city has ever seen. Cyric was born to a poor and helpless bard...

Cyric seemed to have a sober light in his eyes, and he shook his head vigorously: No!!

Cyric, who has not completely lost his divine power and still has a few priesthoods and domains of divine power, roared, even his voice was a powerful energy, which made his most trusted high-ranking priest fly away.

It was as if thousands of banshees were crying in West's ears, but West, who was weeping, did not stop chanting, and Mystila's magic forced him to continue chanting.

West went on reading about how Cyric was sold into a wealthy Samby merchant to live in luxury, and how his master repaid their upbringing with murder and betrayal.

When West read that Cyric was chained and returned to Zhentil Castle as a slave, Cyric let out an earth-shattering roar, and then many poison darts appeared out of thin air in his exposed hands.

Liar! He threw a dart: Traitor—

Tyre's divine shield suddenly appeared, blocking the darts.

In addition, Thom and Irmat appeared beside Cyric at the same time, grabbing his left and right hands respectively.

Read! Tyre's oracle boomed.

With pain in his heart, West continued to read, talking about Cyric's transformation from slave to thief, his many adventures with Kelemvor and Mystila, and finally he killed his companions to get the Tablet of Fate and win the High God'O 'The history of the favourites.

Mingming felt that every word he had read was a lie and blasphemy, but after hearing this, Cyric seemed to gradually calm down, and the light of [True Lies] in his hand became brighter and brighter. In the end, Cyric just looked at his favorite high-ranking priest with unprecedentedly clear eyes, and then shook his head.

West closed the true lie, flung it aside, and crawled towards Cyric: Lord God. Please don't punish me. All this dirty shit is old Tyr bastard and Mystila bitch What some false gods have done to tarnish your glory. I swear, it doesn't please me to do it, you know I can't lie...

West said that, together with Mystila who was watching the ceremony, several incarnations of powerful gods frowned.

West didn't care, he hugged Cyric's feet and kept kissing his boots.

Cyric suddenly shouted: Enough!

His roar frightened West. I froze there. In the next second, Cyric kicked away what might be his last fanatic in the world with his remaining mobility.

Cyric shouted with all his strength: Tyr—do you think this is the end? Even if you execute me, as long as there are lies in the world! There will be murder! There will be fraud! I will not die! One day, my followers will bring me back to life—yes, like that bastard Bane. Even him. Why can't I? Hahaha! Yes—I will!

Do not know why. Seeing Cyric, who has returned to his former arrogance and madness, the dignitaries of various countries, representatives of major forces, and thousands of people who came to watch the ceremony secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As if to say: Yes! It would be interesting to execute Cyric like this.

Cyric's roar continued, and he seemed to feel the sight of the contemporary god of death: Kranvor, you false god! It's a waste to die on the battlefield without being bored. Do you think it's fun to be the god of death? Fool! You have been deceived by Jergal—the old crook who has bound you to duty. You are ready to perish with this rotten world.

On the viewing stand, Kelenvor's incarnation was expressionless, but the ancient god of death, Jergal, who followed him, let out a hehe laugh.

Midnight—you bitch who only uses your dirty body to seduce men. I'm not used to seeing all your dogs dead. Do you want to seduce that little boy Raven? That little trash must like you very much Yes! How about this. Flirting with all male gods, so that even if you can’t become the supreme god, you can still be the queen of all gods. Hahahaha!

Two veins popped up on Mystila's forehead, but she finally decided not to bother with the doomed lunatic.

Mad dog bites. Do people want to bite back?

The square of Tyr's Hand was silent, and everyone was quietly listening to Cyric's final roar.

After Cyric scolded almost all the gods in the domain of gods.

Enough! Cyric! Shut your mouth. Like a real god, hold your head up and meet your end. Tyre's voice resounded throughout the world, accompanied by the live broadcast image to the whole world. It seems that the sound waves are enough to break several mountain peaks!

The white holy light emanating from Tyr's huge incarnation became more and more dazzling, even surpassing the light of the rising sun.

Tom and Irmaat stepped aside.

The next second, Cyric suddenly let out a desperate howl.

Ahhhhhh—

All beings can see. Amidst the light and flames that suddenly emerged from the execution platform, Cyric's body was constantly struggling.

Thousands of complex golden symbols the size of palms lit up in the space around the execution platform, and they were slowly spinning in the air. While shining the fiery holy light into Cyric's divine body full of chaotic and evil power.

Cyric struggled desperately, as if he heard his wailing. The power of lies in the entire world began to converge on Cyric. Beyond the gods of Tyre, even a huge amount of lead-colored clouds rolled up.

Among the clouds, there stood something like a huge door.

It seems that as long as Tire weakens a little, this evil door will open, and hundreds of millions of evil monsters will rush into the kingdom of the God of Justice.

It's a pity that even if they are close at hand, they are separated by eternity.

Get out— Tyre yelled violently, and the kingdom of God, where the three gods of justice joined together, suddenly radiated light, dispelling all the dark clouds, smashing the gate, and dispelling all the evil around.

At some point, in the firelight, that thin figure no longer struggled.

In the void, there seemed to be a sigh from the origin of the world.

Cyric, the God of Murder—Fall! (to be continued ~^~)