The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

Facing this outrageous blow.

The avatar of the lord in yellow collapsed quickly, turning into a cloud of yellow mist and dissipating. There were ghostly shadows in the fog, and there seemed to be thousands of tentacles wriggling, and there seemed to be countless creatures wailing.

It is impossible for any knight to lock Hastur's true position.

But to Xi Wei, all these disturbances were useless.

He never saw the shape of Hastur, but the erratic dead line of Hastur, and the divinity of death gathered in his eyes, making his eyes seem to have a scarlet fire burning ragingly, and this fire also Lock that dead line firmly.

"call--"

Just when Xi Wei fell.

Countless tentacles suddenly protruded from the fog. They were extremely fast, as if they were coming from all directions. Each of them was nearly a kilometer long and a hundred meters wide. Hitting, Xi Wei just slashed out a sword at random, and the crimson sword light instantly cut off the tentacles, and his figure continued to fall, at a faster and faster speed, even the wind and voice could no longer keep up with his pace.

"Shhhhh-"

Another tentacle waved out of the mist.

More dense, more violent, and more anxious.

But Xi Wei just cut it off.

"Hasta, you're scared!"

The roar was torn apart by the strong wind, and the black-armored knight broke through the fog, tossing and turning in the endless tentacled hell, and finally in the deepest part of the abyss, he and the incarnation of Hastur in yellow robes met eyes.

"It turns out that you have face, but it's a pity that you hide your head and show your tail!"

Xi Wei's playful laughter shattered with the wind.

The face of the lord in yellow was covered by tentacles, and those dim yellow eyes stared into the air. Among them was destruction, death, and extreme evil. The terrifying coercion swept towards the black-armored knight, but Burned by the two touches of scarlet in the helmet, he was oppressed by even more terrifying power.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The golden arrogance whipped up a whirlwind behind him.

A ring-shaped shock wave swayed away.

The black-armored knight fell even faster, almost teleporting.

He carried the setting sun and the might of the sky.

Holding up the long sword of the Conqueror King with both hands, he slashed hard.

The arc-shaped light wave devours everything.

The knight's roar went straight to the sky.

"die--!"

Fighting Qi and Holy Flame exploded.

Let out a roar like a mountain torrent collapsing, the earth cracking and thundering.

And the inner world of Hastur, the lord in yellow, was finally shattered by this sword.

The watch world——

Xi Wei's figure broke from the yellow robe of the Lord in Yellow, as if a big hole had been poked in a balloon. Countless dim and dead air gushed out from the opening, and Hastur, the Lord in Yellow, also let out a miserable sound. howling.

The other world was broken, even though he was just an incarnation, he was still in great pain.

Xi Wei didn't give Hastur any chance, and turned around with a sword, "噗——!" But seeing a golden sword glow obliquely leaving a deep sword mark on Hastur's body, the sword cut through Hastur's body The body flew towards the sky, instantly reflecting the dark sky like daytime.

Hastur's body was split in two by the sword.

The dead line was cut off, but he still didn't die, just half kneeling on the ground in pain, and the power of chaos tried to repair the broken dead line.

Xi Wei knew what the old days ruler's weakness was.

The dead line is cut off, and the origin of chaos has undoubtedly been exposed.

He was suspended in the air with cold eyes.

A sword raised and pointed at Hastur's original source of chaos.

However, in the midst of this flash, the lord in yellow, who was already at the end of his battle, suddenly laughed wildly: "Jie Jie Jie, the original person, you are indeed very strong, but do you think you will win this way?"

Xi Wei's eyes narrowed, and he slashed out with a sword.

Hastur turned into ashes.

Only a mass of Chaos Origin remained in place.

Xi Wei was about to step forward to pick up the source of chaos.

But suddenly there was a feeling of unease all over his body.

He looked around.

The sound disappeared, and the whole world fell silent instantly, not to mention the chirping of insects and birds, even a little bit of white noise disappeared without a trace.

The wind stopped and the air stagnated.

Everything seemed to be stuffed into glue, viscous, stagnant, and a dangerous low pressure was spreading wantonly.

"Crack-"

Xi Wei slowly raised his head.

I saw a gap in the dark sky.

The pitch-black wind gushes out from the crack, conveying uneasiness and ominousness, and then there are more and more cracks, and the cracks are getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, at some point.

The whole sky collapsed.

In Dragonfire City, whether it was the soldiers fighting the old relatives or the residents praying silently at home, they all stopped. They looked at the shattered sky, and their souls trembled for no reason.

Saint Lodia Empire——

Fario held the Book of Laws in one hand and the Staff of Laws in the other.

He stood in the dark tide of the old relatives, facing the two avatars of the rulers.

The violent elemental power condensed around him into storms, flames and brilliant thunder.

Beside him, the corpses of the old family members piled up into a mountain hundreds of meters high, and he stood on the top of the mountain, his long gray hair dancing wildly in the wind, and the silvery-white magic element runes surrounded him like a swarm of bees.

He looked up at the shattered sky.

Those eyes that shone with the light of law were more firm and decisive.

"it's time!"

He muttered to himself, then raised his staff.

In an instant, the magic net all over the southern continent rioted.

"boom--"

However, four holy white beams of light shot up to the sky from the four holy cities of the Saint Lodia Empire.

Even with a distance of ten thousand meters, four beams of light converged towards Fario.

That is magical energy in its purest form.

It is the seal of faith and will of all mages in the entire Southern Continent.

The endless mental shock made the old mage kneel on the ground, his facial features twisted together, and he wailed in pain while covering his head.

At this moment, with countless wills added to his body, he looks like a madman.

The vast elemental power turned into a void storm and swept around, and none of the old relatives could get close.

"Ascension to God... Ascension to God!!"

The old mage was out of breath, and stood up with all his strength.

The silver staircase leading to the highest sky has already appeared in front of him.

"Hold Kane!"

Strange faces appeared on his face, their mouths opened and closed, and the voices of men, women, youths, girls, and children gathered together to say the same four words.

They are fragments of the will of all mages in the southern continent of Kane.

They are simply too many.

Even as Fario can't bear it.

In the end, Fario's will was obliterated by this vast aggregate of wills, forming a brand new collection of all mage's will fragments, but despite this, he was still staggering, step by step towards God up the ladder.

Perhaps guarding Cairne is more than Furion's belief.

It is also the belief of all mages in Kane.

They carry on Furion's legacy.

Thousands of trivial wills made the same decision in that instant.

That is God!

Guard Kane! !