The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

Three huge purple cubes were still floating above the royal garden, and the guards surrounded the garden, but no one dared to act rashly.

"Crack!"

A gap was exposed in the middle block, and the gap gradually expanded outwards, and finally reached a critical point, the entire block shattered in response, turning into purple powder floating in the sky.

The first person to jump out of the cube was Sobika, and she patted her clothes cheerfully, "Well, if you had told me the whereabouts of the broken pages earlier, why would I have fought with you~"

Then, a beam of light shot out from the block, converging into the figure of Yimeler. His whole body was covered with pure white divine light, and the voice from the gods echoed in the air:

"You must abide by our agreement, ensure that Lilith is safe, and release His Majesty Wei Ya."

Sobika smiled and nodded in agreement, and then she chanted a spell, and the enchantment of another block was untied, but a bang suddenly erupted inside, sweeping the ground vigorously, and setting off a lot of smoke and dust.

The billowing smoke and dust dissipated, Camillo's eyes were scarlet, and his sharp claws grabbed Wei Ya's long sword firmly. Wei Ya also held the hilt tightly. Even though he used lightning magic on the sword, he still couldn't stop this guy. With such terrifying force, there was even a crackling sound from the blade.

"I knew it..." Yimil sighed helplessly, and stepped forward to stop him, "Wei Ya! Have you forgotten the purpose of our coming here?"

"I think so too! But this guy doesn't listen at all!" Wei Ya was forced to step back.

At this critical moment, Fiona ran out from the palace. She was holding the comatose Princess Maya in her arms. Seeing the situation below, she stomped her feet anxiously and ran over quickly.

"Camilo! The wishes of the Northern Demon Realm Alliance are true, so stop infighting. The dragons have all attacked the palace."

As soon as Camillo heard Maya's name, he immediately withdrew and rushed over, "The dragons have invaded the palace?"

He took the child from Fiona. Maya's complexion was not very good, but there was no trauma.

Yimil said in a timely manner: "Dark God, the Demon Realm has always been incompatible with the Dragon Clan. Now that the enemy is at hand, can't we temporarily put aside the hatred of the past?"

Fiona also nodded: "That's right, Princess Maya was attacked in the side hall just now, and it was Wei Ya's subordinates who rescued the princess!"

The commander of the capital guard also rushed over to prove the matter. He suddenly saw the unicorn standing and sleeping. He was startled, and quickly walked aside, "Is there anything wrong with this unicorn?"

Walking down the stairs side by side with him was Wei Ya's general——Bruce, who lazily took a puff of cigarette, and consciously kept a certain distance from Camillo: "Your Majesty the Dark God, don't come here and be safe. .”

Camillo glared at Wei Ya coldly, handed the child to the commander of the capital guard, and temporarily withdrew part of his divine power.

At this time, the last square shattered, and Qi Jin rushed out of the broken square, uprooting the grass and trees. The battle in the third square ruthlessly marked the end, and Amedeo was thrown from the square. He was thrown out, hitting the stone steps like an arrow from the string, and his body was deeply sunk in the ruins of rubble.

"plum!"

Camilo rushed over like crazy, knelt down in the gravel, his arms trembling slightly helped him up from the ruins, "How are you... Where are you hurt?"

Roger jumped down from the air, and landed firmly on the ground. He swung the knife across the air, shaking the blood all over the ground, and then slowly put the black knife back into its sheath. After emptying out your body, why is your strength not as good as before?"

Of course Sobica could hear his sarcasm. It's not good for the kid Camillo to like someone, but he wants to be with the demon god that Roger hates. She glanced at the injured Amedeo and couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly. Wand, but after all, it still didn't lift the rule area.

"You'll be fine... you won't..." Camillo frantically touched Amedeo's chest, but only touched a pool of warm blood. His body shook uncontrollably, and his voice was shrill Hoarse and choked, "Amedeo, don't fall asleep...please...open your eyes and look at me, I command you to open them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Amedeo's eyelids moved slightly, and finally opened his eyes slowly. The ice blue eyes reflected Camillo's face.

"At a time like this... don't use restraint..." He opened his lips weakly, and a mouthful of blood gushed out first, "I, I'm very tired..."

"Okay...Okay." Camillo pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, his fingers trembling to brush away the blood-stained hair on his face, tears overflowed from his eyes uncontrollably, and mixed with the warmth of Amedeo's chest. In the hot blood water.

The reinforcements from the palace rushed over, and the doctors and priests rushed to the scene, "Quick! Quick! Gauze and holy ointment to stop bleeding!"

Camillo put down Amedeo slowly, turned around and walked down the stone steps.

The soles of his feet were gradually covered by dark elements, extending upwards to his thighs, fingertips, arms and chest, and finally became a human figure made of dark elements, with black hair fluttering behind him like black smoke.

"Camilo, you are too weak now, don't mess around!"

Yimil knew that he wanted revenge, but if he tried to fight reluctantly while bearing the oppression of the rule zone, he would undoubtedly be harming himself!

He was about to chase after him to help, when Sobika yelled, "Witchcraft? The Wall of Truth!"

A translucent city wall suddenly stood in front of everyone, quickly extending to both sides, completely blocking their way.At that moment, however, Camillo jumped forward, like a black lightning bolt, passing through the closed gap in the city wall.

Fierce dark elements flew vertically and horizontally, instantly enveloping the place in a frenzied chill. Camillo let out a ferocious roar, his eyes glowing red, and he punched Roger where he was standing.

Roger raised one corner of his lips, and immediately entered the heyday of madness. The powerful spiritual pressure swept away in all directions, slashing across the sky.

The vigor of the two collided fiercely in the air, and dazzling electric sparks burst out!

"Ugh——!" Camillo's face was extremely ferocious, he used all his spiritual pressure, and swung the punch with all his might.

And where the naked eye couldn't see, his spiritual field was filled with blood mist. The spiritual field couldn't support this attack at all, and a terrifying hidden wound had already been torn open.

Under the overwhelming pressure, Roger opened a deep hole under his feet, but he laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha..."

Fighting is the instinctive pursuit of the dragon clan, and he has long been prepared to die in battle in his life. Roger's eyes flashed with bloody red light, and he swung the knife completely, and the spirit pressure of the rampage was smashed by heaven and earth. rushed towards Camelot.

At the same time, Yimil also used all his strength to attack the silver barrier.

- Boom!

The barrier collapsed, and Yimil and others rushed over, but they were still a step too late.

Camillo was forced back tens of meters by the strength of the spiritual pressure, and knelt on one knee, unable to support himself, in the middle of a huge deep pit.

Wei Ya couldn't stand it anymore, and angrily said: "Roger, if you really want to enjoy this battle, why don't you revoke the rule zone!"

Roger, who was almost crazy, ignored him at all, but walked towards Camillo step by step, killing the losers, this is the principle he has always implemented.

Camillo stood up with difficulty, gasped weakly, and stared blankly at the front. Because the spiritual pressure of the body was exhausted, the black divine power invaded his body, and strange black lines swam on his body. Go, gradually spread along the neck to the face.

The darkness finally climbed into his eye socket, the white part of the eye was gradually swallowed by the darkening elements, and the entire right eye was pitch black, unable to penetrate a single ray of light.

Sobika's expression changed instantly—the dark element was occupying its container!

If this continues, the original Camillo will probably disappear!She couldn't care less about it anymore, even if it was against Roger's will, she still wanted to save Camillo!

Sobika drew a pentagram in front of her with her staff in her hand, and shouted loudly, "Witchcraft? Time reversal!"

"Stop!" Yimil thought she was going to stop her again, so he immediately flew over. His hand condensed into a lightsaber, and the blinding light hit her directly at the gate of life.

But at this moment, an undercurrent suddenly rushed from the side, entangled the lightsaber in Yimil's hand, and easily suppressed the power of the God of Light.

"Don't hurt her." A deep and soft voice sounded.

Yimil turned around in astonishment, and saw Camillo walking towards him, all the black lines on his face faded away, he was the same person no matter his appearance or voice, but something... changed...

Camillo stared at Yimil for a long time, and suddenly showed an extremely gentle and nostalgic smile.

"Long time no see, Light God." He said softly.

"What do you mean..." Yimil felt for the first time that his radiance had weakened, and he was suppressed by the dark force just by standing together.

"Sobica!" Roger yelled loudly. He had regained his senses at this time, but the anger in his chest could not be calmed down for a long time. "What have you done?"

Camillo turned to look at him and said calmly, "Roger, the war is over."

The five fingers of the dark god slowly spread out, and a strong dark force spread under his feet. The entire ground of the royal city was covered in darkness, and the sky was also shrouded in dark clouds, covering the entire royal city of Aerys in impenetrable darkness. .

Nothing can be seen or heard here, only a sigh from the Dark God:

"In the name of my dark god, perform the art of creation."

The dark elements surged in response, and the power even broke through the constraints of the rule area. The turbulent undercurrent was like a bottomless black hole, rolling towards the invading dragon beasts, dragon people, Roger and Sobika and others.

"Clear it, dirt."

When the darkness gradually dissipated and the entire royal city returned to the light, Roger and all of them disappeared, even the black dragon that was clinging to Ling disappeared suddenly, and the fairy dragon tilted her head, sluggish And looked at the sky puzzled.

Yimil asked in disbelief: "You, you killed them all?"

"No," Camelot said lightly, then turned and walked towards the palace, "...you can't kill him either."

Yimil was startled when he heard the words, and suddenly an extremely absurd thought came to his mind—has Camillo been hiding his strength?When did he reach the realm of creation?

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Camillo walked up the stone steps step by step, leaned over and hugged Amedeo who was seriously injured, looking at the man's ice-white complexion, those deeply buried emotions surged like breaking free from the shackles After coming out, he could no longer calm down in his heart, turned around and shouted: "Call all the priests and doctors in the palace!"

As if the people present were awakened by a thunderbolt, the commander of the capital city guard quickly issued an order: "The first team will go to Kiriya, and the second team will inform the priests and elders. Hurry up!"

Camillo personally carried Amedeo into the inner hall, and wanted to breathe again to stop the bleeding, but his spiritual field was exhausted at the moment, and even a long and narrow wound was opened, and every breath would hurt the wound .

They were all ignorant when they were young...

In order to give priority to Amedeo's injury, he sat quietly from the beginning to the end, watching the maid and the doctor come and go, and the blood was poured out basin after basin.

A warm fireplace was burning in the house, and Camillo's body was still trembling slightly. He suddenly had an absurd urge to dismiss all the doctors and let Amedeo die like this, but he immediately clenched his fists, his nails deep Trapped in flesh and blood, he used pain to force himself to regain his sanity.

After a while, Kylia finally arrived. She first saw Camillo's ashen face, and asked in amazement, "What's going on...?"

"Leave me alone, Amedeo's life is at stake, please... you must save him."

Camillo's voice was extremely hoarse, partly due to dry throat and internal injuries, but Kylia certainly couldn't tell from the surface.

At this time, there were several doctors surrounding the bed. When they saw Kiriya, they hurriedly and respectfully made way.

Kylia stepped forward quickly, looked at Amedeo on the bed, and her heart trembled.

Amedeo's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and his chest was wounded by a sharp blade, from the bottom of his neck to his heart. The gushing blood soaked the gauze, and even the bed was stained with blood.

The maid beside her knelt on the ground, her gauze-changing hands were trembling, and she finally couldn't help crying: "It's the tenth time to change the gauze...Master Kiria."

"It's okay, you go out first, and then come back with a basin of hot water."

Kylia rolled up her sleeves. It's not like she hasn't seen a more serious injury than this one, and she quickly calmed down, "The doctor will save one to help me, the priest will keep one, and the rest will go out."

She probed the depth of the wound with her perception, skillfully condensed the spiritual pressure thread, pierced the wound with her right hand, and held the thread with her left hand. Since the incision was only a few millimeters away from the heart, she had to be extra careful, and it took several hours to roughly heal the wound. suture.

At this time, she was already sweating profusely, she took the maid's towel and wiped her face, and said to Camillo jokingly: "Hey, this is your fault, why did you forget to use spiritual pressure to stop the bleeding, these basic things Didn't I teach you everything?"

Camillo forced a smile: "Well, you're right."

At this time, the guards outside the gate reported that the priest and elder had arrived at the gate of the palace after teleporting from Kuran. Kylia was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Let him in quickly!"

Unexpectedly, after the elder entered the room, instead of going to the bed, he knelt down towards Camillo first: "My lord, I beg you to rest."

"?" Kiria blinked in surprise.

Camillo refused: "I'm not tired, the elder will heal the demon god first."

The elder priest knelt down and begged: "My lord, a crack in the spiritual field is not a trivial matter. Although this kind of dark wound does not see blood, it is difficult to heal once it occurs. It will hurt the lungs and the heart for many years, and the pain is unbearable."

"The spiritual field is cracked!?" Kylia trembled while breathing. She quickly walked over and grabbed Camillo's wrist, and probed into his spiritual field. The inside was full of turbid mist-like gas. She knew very well ...that's blood.

She was furious: "Why didn't you tell me you were hurt! Do you know how serious the crack in the spiritual field is!"

"..." Seeing her angry look, Camillo suddenly laughed, "I know."

Kylia was taken aback by his reaction, and instead of being angry, Camillo laughed?

Due to the resolute attitude of the priests and elders, Camillo had no choice but to get up and leave. When he walked to the door, his eyes were still on Amedeo's face, and he said in a sincere tone: "Thank you, both of you."

In fact, it was a rest, and he just sat on the sofa and took a nap for a while. At night, Camillo went to feed Amedeo the medicine himself. The comatose person couldn’t swallow it on his own, so he passed it one mouthful at a time. .

After feeding the decoction, he wiped Amedeo's body again, changed him into a set of clean clothes and bedding, and did everything the maids should and shouldn't do.

His medicine remained on the table until it was cold, and he didn't remember it until late at night.