Heaven’s Intention

Sai Lei watched Romon go away. Suddenly he snorted coldly.

But at this moment, suddenly, there was an exclamation in the team.

Sai Lei frowned, looked up, and found that it was seven or eight priests in the team, all of them were pale, showing an unconcealable panic.

what happened?

No one answered, a bishop suddenly knelt down and prayed, panting heavily, praying over and over again.

What's going on? Seeing no one answered, Sai Lei said furiously, his hand already on the sword.

...Tuancai, we feel extremely empty in our hearts, as if we have lost the favor of our Lord. A priest said with a pale face.

No, how is this possible? Although the little prince died, we have not given up our faith. It is impossible for our lord to give up on us. Sai Lei couldn't help being shocked. This kind of situation only happens when gods fall or collective blasphemy occurs.

...No. God has not given up on our care, but I feel that a force here seems to isolate the power of our Lord and make our hearts feel empty. At this time, the bishop stood up, his His expression became much calmer: Look around, we seem to have come to an incredible area.

Everyone's face changed, and their faces were dignified. They left the building, and when they arrived at the square, they saw the black sun above them with just one glance.

Ah, did we come to the abyss? Some mages couldn't bear it and said frantically.

Black sun, this is very similar to the description of the abyss.

The bishop watched from a distance, stared at it motionlessly, and after a while, said: No, we have not come to the abyss, everyone, look around, there is no abyss here.

At noon, the sun was shining, and everyone could see the surrounding trees and fields. Although they seemed a little malnourished, they did not look like an abyss.

Because it is full of life.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the bishop said with a wry smile: But it's not much better than the abyss. This is the regional world of the magic dragon Warnico. It's one side of the fog!

My lord bishop, it seems that you know something, why don't you tell us about it. Sai Lei frowned, observed everyone, and found that everyone's mood was unstable, so he reminded him.

The bishop gave a weary wry smile,

With a gloomy face, he said, Of course!

The fog is one-sided. It is said that it is shrouded in fog and exists forever. It will only dissipate when the sun is brightest. Of course, this is nothing. The most terrifying thing is two o'clock.

First, this plane can isolate most of the power of the gods. Although our daily magic can still be retained, the advanced power that requires the direct participation of the gods will be abolished. Priests, do you feel the emptiness in your heart? , According to the records, this is normal, as long as you firmly believe in the gods, you must not waver, otherwise, even the magic will be lost.

Yes, we understand, my lord bishop! At this time, many priests had calmed down a little, and replied.

Secondly, this plane is said to have a very strong suppressive force, not only can it isolate most of the power of the gods, but also abolish most of the teleportation power.

It is said that this plane can only be entered but not exited, so there is this spell in the exile technique, as long as the person enters, he cannot exit.

At this time, the sorcerer who spoke just now was startled, and said, Yes, this is a ninth-level spell, Warnico's exile spell!

Having said that, he already showed a look of despair.

What's wrong? The mages next to him asked one after another.

Warnik's exile technique, the exiles will be sent here. This is a complete prison plane. Although it is said that most of them are planning to leave this place. But it is said that they have never succeeded.

Did you really fail to return? Sai Lei asked inquiringly.

Maybe, but it is said that it must be a god, even if it is a demigod, a demigod is still a god! The mage's voice was already full of despair.

This despair immediately infected many people.

God? Even a demigod is not a height that a mortal can reach.

It's not just that, as long as the cohesive power reaches a high level. At this time, the bishop said.

That must be equivalent to the power of a demigod! the mage said with red eyes.

Yes, but don't forget, we are here! the bishop said loudly.

Seeing that everyone was stunned, the bishop said word by word: This is the elf palace, which has the power equivalent to that of a demigod. As long as we control and repair it, we can go back.

With this reminder, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Sai Lei opened his eyebrows, and after a moment, he frowned again: It is said that only elves can inherit the palace, and His Royal Highness, has already died for the country.

There is always a way, isn't it? We are all the elites of the kingdom. Although there are only about 30 people left, we can definitely find a way to control the palace. It is a dead thing now! the bishop said.

These words completely aroused everyone's morale, and more or less cast hopeful glances at the bishop and Sai Lei.

But at this moment, there was a roar.

You bugs have disturbed the prophesied succession ceremony, so that the great Ernor cannot be free!

This is not words, but the great anger transmitted from the heart.

The bishop and Sai Lei raised their heads, just in time to see a scarred sea thorn dragon suddenly appearing opposite, time and space shifted. Although it suffered heavy losses and lost a single wing, it was not dead yet.

...Is it, is it talking to us? The team began to stir up, and in the face of a battle with no chance of winning, people would always show their truest side.

The people present all took a deep breath, not understanding why it suddenly appeared here.

Ready to fight!

Advanced dispelling magic!

Advanced Missile Storm!

Almost at the same time, the sea thorn dragon roared again, and its pupils stared at the humans in front of them...

The people present suddenly felt their scalps explode, and emotions of fear and despair suddenly emerged, and only heard a bang, and several mages who were casting spells exploded violently.

It's Longwei, no, it's still mixed with divine power. The bishop exclaimed, Quickly rewind, let's retreat inside!

Sai Lei showed a dignified expression, he raised his hand abruptly, and shouted loudly: Everyone, disperse and flee!

After finishing speaking, Sai Lei raised his sword and rushed towards the sea thorn dragon...

Don't overestimate mortals, go to hell! The sea thorn dragon raised its sharp claws and tore it hard, only to hear a scream, wearing armor, a knight up to level nine, violently tore it in half, leaving blood and internal organs , splash out.

No, Commander! Someone shouted, and some even advanced instead of retreating.

The sea thorn dragon was not afraid, roared and waved its huge dragon claws, and suddenly, one after another. Torn apart by it, it looks bulky, but in fact it is very agile and fast. The tearing is only a matter of an instant.

Ice Storm!

Flame strike!

Fireball!

Scroll... Finger of Death!

The torrent of arcane power poured down and exploded violently on the sea thorn dragon. The strong energy even exploded into a small sun, but when the brilliance receded like a tide, everyone was in despair.

Although some scales were damaged, the sea thorn dragon basically did not suffer much damage.

Humble mortals, do you still want to escape? Imprisoned by space! Seathorn roared. Suddenly, everyone realized that they were imprisoned by a huge force and could not move.

The next moment, there was a frantic massacre, blood and corpses fell on the ground.

In the space, there were moans of pain and helpless screams at first, but after a while, there was no sound at all.

Seathorn watched all this with great satisfaction.

For a moment, it remembered something, and it started to make a sound, as if communicating with an existence. For a moment, it said in surprise: What, it has been inherited? Oh, it's really uncomfortable to communicate in the mind!

The sea thorn dragon roared, and in the distance a huge stone pillar with a height of more than ten meters exploded violently and flew into the air. In the air, the stone pillar changed and fell into the air, and a human figure appeared.

When it fell to the center of the square, it had already turned into a huge stone statue. If Romon saw this ten-meter-high stone statue, he would be stunned—this is indeed Romon's own statue!

It's this person, um, it seems to be okay... what, it hasn't been fully inherited yet, so my covenant can't be lifted? The next moment, its terrifying roar echoed in the air, and the turbulent power brought by anger will The surrounding masonry flew and splashed in all directions. It took a long time before it smoked and stopped its anger.

Forget it, the great Erno has also obtained some permissions, and I still have to wait for your restoration... You have an heir, so the golem can be repaired? I believe that little guy must come back here if he wants to leave here. As the sea thorn dragon Erno said, it began to gobble up the corpse.

Moreover, there are newly activated golems, which continue to come out, start to repair themselves and the palace, and have power injections, and move out all the corpses.

All the corpses that were carried out were eaten by the sea thorns without any courtesy.

After eating so many corpses, the sea thorn dragon lay contentedly on the square and fell into a deep sleep. A little bit of gleam emerged from the wound.

However, what it didn't know at this time was that a team was struggling hundreds of miles away.

Hurry up, let's go, we have to hurry when the sun is brightest at noon. A middle-aged warrior shouted, although the thick fog cleared at noon, he could only vaguely see the outlines of the mountains and forests in the distance.

Two or three hundred people were advancing rapidly in more than a dozen iron-skinned carriages, and the atmosphere in the team seemed very dull.

A man who looked like a mage was following at the end of the line, holding a cane in one hand.

Father, how long do we have to go? a girl asked.

Are you tired? We are still too close to the city-state, so we have to go farther away, daughter, and it will be almost there in a week. The middle-aged man said lovingly. (!)