Netheril’s Brilliance

As the saying goes, a tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. Now Dylan Kingdom is a dead tree swaying in the strong wind. The only reason that supports it from being dismembered by the storm coming from all directions is that it is still considered huge, even if the trunk is already It has been corroded into an empty shell, and it will not be able to collapse for a while with the root system pierced into the rock.

But... What if the roots of this big tree are about to break and shatter?

In this nightcrawler mission, Punk and others were active in the western part of the Kingdom of Dylan, but the battle that broke out in King Dylan's city was not inferior to the intrigue in the western wilderness, and even the battle was fierce. The extent and scope of influence is far greater than the battle of Punk et al.

Back in time to one day ago, the royal city of the Kingdom of Dylan, the Capital of Beacon Fire - Yajiao City.

This huge city has existed as a royal city since the founding of the Kingdom of Dylan, and it had at least 200,000 permanent residents when it was at its lowest point, but it no longer had any prosperity.

The city wall that was originally painted with the national flag of the Kingdom of Dylan was cracked, and the streets that were always crowded with pedestrians were left with smoking pits. The rock buildings that originally stood in the city collapsed and shattered Looking around the huge city, I couldn't find a complete house.

The entire eastern part of the Yajiao with higher terrain was missing a large piece as if it had been bitten by someone. One tenth of the city's area turned into a deep crater. High-temperature lava and sudden lightning burst out in the crater brilliant lights and shadows representing destruction.

About 10,000 survivors stood on the high mountain outside Yajiao City and stared blankly at the ruins of their homes. Some of them couldn't help kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly, and some of them mourned to the believers. God prayed.

But no matter how the surviving people react, they will not be able to return to Yijiao City for a while, although the battle here has come to an end...

In the depths of that huge crater, a humanoid creature in broken armor clutched its broken arm in its right hand, stared at an organic substance on the ground that was scorched to the point of being almost unrecognizable, and smiled coldly.

There is no doubt that he is Kaspaqi who won the tragic victory.

Haha, haha, hahahaha, Archmage Sangers, this is the power of the gods, this is the brilliance of the morning sun, your heretical tricks... huh... are not worth mentioning at all!

I have won, I have won, goodness will surely defeat evil, and light will surely defeat darkness. Even you—the Earthbreaker Sangers back then can't resist the holy purification!

Casper Qi tremblingly raised a white and flawless scepter in his hand. The brilliance of the crystal gems at the top of the scepter seemed to be celebrating his victory, although his injury was not much worse than that of Sangers. With the support of the scepter, Kaspaqi also collapsed to the ground long ago.

Cough cough...cough! Young man, this is your victory, this is the kindness of the Church of Dawn, at least hundreds of thousands of innocent poor people died in the battle between you and me, is this the kindness you speak of?

Lying motionless on the ground, Sangers said hoarsely with a dry and scorched throat, his voice lacked any tone, as if it was just a robot following the scriptures.

Hmph, it is their honor that they were able to die for the victory of our Lord.

Kaspaqi shouted frantically, he put the short white staff on his chest, posed a serious pose and said:

As for kindness... I can give those heretics a decent death, so that they can no longer live as heretics in the world. Is there anything more kind than this!

While talking, the scepter in Kaspaqi's hand unexpectedly emitted a holy radiance to repair his body at the same time. This radiance that only works for the good camp did not repel Kaspaqi at all.

Seeing Kaspaqi's appearance, Sangers, who seemed to die at any moment, sighed heavily:

Hey! I'm so stupid that I want to talk about kindness with a brainwashed god like you? I'm old, I'm old!

Shut up! You will pay the price for your slanderous words.

Hearing Sangers' words, Kaspaqi frowned like a lion whose tail had been trampled on.

But Sangers, who was lying on the ground, was not disturbed by Kasipas, and he still muttered to himself comfortably:

The price? I have paid too much. I have despised the enemy and lost everything. I have no price left to pay. The end of this country that I created is doomed. What else is there for me? I, a bad old man, can be called the price?

Sangers muttered vaguely and hoarsely, and the dazed Kaspaqi next to him couldn't hear what his opponent was saying at all. But he didn't care about what Sangers said before he died. This time, he resolutely promoted to the master level and immediately came to fight with Sangers for one purpose - to kill Sangers. Whether he can survive or not, the Dawn Church will occupy the entire Dylan Kingdom will become a foregone conclusion.

Seeing that Kaspaqi had rubbed to his side step by step, Sangers slowly turned his head, which was burnt to the bone, and looked at Kaspaqi's only remaining eye with mental strength. .

Hehehe... A single spark can start a prairie fire, and death is not the beginning of a new life... I have already prepared it... Hehe...!

Nonsense, I condemn you in the name of the Great Lord of Dawn! Now! Go to hell!

Kaspaqi only vaguely saw that Sangers' throat was trembling, and he immediately thought that it was because the other party was still cursing and swearing. He raised his short staff high and aimed at Sangus while announcing the holy name of Lord of the Dawn. Gus' head.

Hehe... Lord of Dawn... Hehehe, the so-called magic stick is indeed the most brilliant liar. You not only lied to others, but you also lied to yourself. Now... this old man... I should let you But I'm sober...hehehe!

Looking at Kaspaqi shrouded in the sun's rays, Sangers grinned at the corner of his scorched mouth. He used his right hand with only two fingers stretched out to tear open his chest with the last bit of strength.

No blood flowed from the flesh scorched by the high temperature, and half of Sangers' ribs were torn off by himself in one go.

I saw that not only did the old man not have a heart and lungs, but he didn't even have any other internal organs. There was only a crystal ball floating in the blood-red chest cavity, which was translucent but dull and even had a few cracks.

The moment after the old man opened his chest, the lifeless crystal ball instantly burned like a ignited magnesium bar, and the violent energy fluctuations began to erupt like a volcano.

In the high-temperature brilliance of the deflagration, Sangers finally let out a sigh that seemed to come from the soul.

Ah! Now... I have done my best, what a pity, what a pity...!

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