The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

Amedeo's voice did not reach Camillo's ears, nor did he hear Kylia calling his name not far away. The severe tearing pain made his consciousness confused, and his ears were filled with With the humming noise, every second of endurance was deliberately prolonged.

——Blood color spread in his eyes.

Kylia yelled, "Camilo, don't!"

But Camilo's sanity has been lost. On his left wrist, even his left arm and the side of his neck, black lines climbed up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Those lines strangely climbed up his left face, and finally pierced him. But at this moment, a manic aura erupted as if his territory had been violated. Camillo's black pupils shrank violently into a black spot, and the rest of them were instantly filled with bright red.

Kylia was shocked. Even in such a weak state, what happened to the strange and domineering power on Camillo? It seemed that the orc's blood and divine power collided. No, it should be more than that!

She smelled a sense of crisis, and she spun to pull Fiona to her side, but just as she landed, a flash of light struck down in the air, illuminating the sky and the earth. The flashing lights——no, she was startled!

And at that moment, Camilo's eyes turned scarlet, and a coercion that seemed to be able to destroy the sky and the earth rushed down, and quickly spread in all directions. Also disappeared.

Kylia and Fiona both breathed a sigh of relief. Fiona picked up the staff that fell on the ground, and was about to use her magic to fight back, but found that she couldn't use magic anymore! ?

Not only her, but the hostile magician Abel also showed the same hasty and anxious look, and all the noise in the world fell silent, and was replaced by shock.

Amedeo was stunned, shook his head and said, "No...it's not just madness..."

"How is this possible!" The witch Venus's lips trembled slightly, and she stepped back in disbelief, "It's the rule area...is it witchcraft? The rule area! This is impossible!"

The awakening of the descendants of male wizards is almost an illusory legend. Even if there are similar records in history books, wizards still regard this as a joke, because no one has seen the existence of male wizards in this world.

Even if they were lucky enough to inherit the power of witchcraft, how could they release the rule zone! ?This is the most difficult witchcraft. All the power in the area will be restricted. Magic is the most affected, followed by spiritual power and spiritual pressure. Even gods and wizards will be suppressed by the rule area.

On a battlefield in the distance, Bruce and Sierra, who were fighting fiercely, withdrew their hands almost at the same time.

Saila asked in surprise: "Has your wizard set up a rule area?"

General Bruce twitched the corners of his mouth, and spread his hands teasingly: "Sorry, my mana is also limited."

Sara was taken aback for a moment, her eyes widened—what should I do?Could it be that two magicians compete with each other? !

After the shock, everyone realized that there was no distinction between the enemy and the enemy in this vast rule area. Duke Williams was speechless and could only order: "Evacuate all magicians from the front line and give priority to the king's cavalry army."

But it was Wei Ya who was more affected. He had a small number of subordinates, and almost all of them were magicians. Was chased by the fairy dragon and fled in a hurry.

Camillo looked at Amedeo across the lighthouse, and a trace of awe-inspiring murderousness froze in the air. He suddenly grabbed the handle of the knife, flashed in front of Amedeo almost instantly, and stabbed him obliquely in the chest!

Amedeo's spiritual pressure sword in his hand pressed against Camillo's blade, making a loud clang!

Camillo let out a sneer, his eyes filled with treacherous red, he suddenly pulled the scimitar out from the edge of the Reiatsu sword, and slashed at Amedeo again at a tricky angle.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!" Venus called out anxiously. She was about to make a move when she saw a magic circle suddenly formed under Camillo's feet. Amedeo actually temporarily built a dimensional space and pulled Camillo into it.

Kiria was about to chase after her, but it was already a step too late. The figures of the two disappeared instantly on the top of the tower. She swung the knife angrily, and cut off the neck of the magician Abel. The man's body spewed blood and fell limp Down.

The bow and arrow in Gordon's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and his eyes flashed with astonishment, surprise and trance: "... Abel... is dead..."

Kiriya wiped away the blood on her cheeks, flipped a sword in her hand, and approached him step by step like a Rakshasa.

Camillo felt himself being sucked into a vortex, and when he regained his senses, there was a soft golden glow around him, and a warmth circulating around him, he raised his head in astonishment, and what caught his eyes was the handsome face of Amedeo. face.

They were so close, Amedeo put one hand on his chest, condensing light blue healing magic, soothing the restless spiritual pressure in his body.

"Have you calmed down?" the man asked softly in a magnetic voice.

Camillo stared at him intently, and did not answer. The red light in his eyes and the black lines on the side of his neck were gradually fading, and his pupils gradually revealed their original black color.

Those eyes seemed to have magical powers, making people unable to move their eyes away as if they were mesmerized.

Amedeo felt that all his senses were attracted by the person in front of him. He watched in silence for a while, then lowered his head unknowingly, and gently pressed Camillo's cool thin lips. It was not the first time for the two of them to do this, but it was the first time he touched Camillo's real body. This feeling was subtle, strange and had some taboo stimulation. He didn't dare to go deep easily, but he was reluctant Leaving this tenderness, I had no choice but to rub against his lips slightly.

It took a while for Camillo to fully recover. He closed his eyes tiredly and said softly, "Mei, are you willing to treat me only when there is no one around?"

His faint voice seemed to permeate with ice-cold despair, freezing the air.

Amedeo woke up suddenly. He subconsciously grabbed Camillo's waist, as if he was afraid that he would disappear, and pulled him into his arms tightly: "...Don't be like this, Camillo... I never thought of harming you." You, the fire rain was not made by me, I have been thinking about you since you left that day... Let's go back to the past, as long as you are willing to give up the rebellion..."

Rebellion?

Camillo smiled wryly, he slowly pulled out his hand, pushing him away inch by inch against his chest.

"You know what—possession, that's not love."

He took two steps back, and a violent gale suddenly blew up under his feet, like thousands of sword shadows flying all over the sky, his eyes instantly turned into a frenzied scarlet state, and the sword shadows covered the sky and covered the earth with murderous aura.

"Let me set you free." His evil laugh echoed strangely in the space.

He pounced towards Amedeo like a ghost, the speed was only in an instant, the blade whizzed down, and easily sank into Amedeo's abdomen.

Amedeo let out an extremely painful muffled groan, and Camillo drew his knife almost without stopping, and the blood drew a tragic arc in the air.

The entire dimensional space trembled violently, and finally cracked unbearably, threw Amedeo out heavily, and hit the wall of the lighthouse. Blood stains stained the pure white body of the tower bright red, if you look closely. , there is also a trace of dark elements floating in it.

"Your Majesty!" Venus hurriedly ran towards him.

"Don't come here... There are dark elements in this wound." His voice convulsed slightly due to the pain, then he lifted his head weakly, looked at Camillo who was walking towards him step by step, and asked with bleak eyes:

"Are you going to kill me?"

On the other side of the city ruins, Duke Williams led the soldiers to push Wei Ya and the others to the edge of the sea, "Wei Ya, attacking Grelin Castle is the worst decision of your life."

Wei Ya's face was pale and he held the long sword in his hand, but his arms were trembling slightly: "Where is the demon god! Let him escort you!"

"Your Majesty... the magic circle of the demon god has been broken, I'm afraid..."

"Teleportation Mage, all come here! Escort me out of here! You, you all go to me, kill these rebels!" Wei Ya roared, and he even showed a bit of madness before he faced death. The manner of a king.

The commander shouted: "Soldier, protect Your Majesty!"

However, everything seemed to be a pale and powerless struggle. Under the haze of dust, bodies fell in a pool of blood. Wei Ya and the others finally had no way to retreat. He trembled and said in despair:

"Duke, as a member of the Williams family, are you really going to kill me?!"

Just like on the other side of the battlefield, Amedeo stared at Camillo, asked again with a hoarse voice: "Camilo... are you really going to kill me?"

Camillo walked up to him, the scarlet in his eyes went out slightly, but he still sneered indifferently: "Yes." The tone was as plain as a daily greeting, but the corresponding action was a ruthless raising of the knife.

Fiona, who was not far away, couldn't stand it anymore, and screamed:

"--Do not!"

She quickly ran to Camillo, opened her hands, and blocked his way: "You can't kill him!"

"Why not?" He smiled lightly, "He caused me to lose my left arm, caused me to lose my teacher and brothers, and disabled countless soldiers of mine. Why don't you kill him to end this battle? Fiona, if you don't give If I have a reasonable reason, I will kill you first."

Fiona was stunned. The person Camillo kept talking about was Demon God Amedeo?The person who always remembers... is also him?

Kylia hurriedly called her: "Fiona, come back quickly, Camillo is completely irrational now!"

"Because..." Fiona hesitated. She looked at Amedeo behind her, and then at Camillo. She clearly saw some kind of affection in the eyes of the two, as if it was really what Kiria said. Camillo is now delirious, how can he continue to be wrong!She made up her mind and said, "Because Amedeo is a member of the Williams family, if you kill someone from the other family on the wedding day, it will ruin your luck!"

"What did you say?" Camelot frowned.

"He's from my family! You can't kill him!"

Amedeo coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and said hoarsely, "Even if my surname is Williams, it was a long time ago."

This is an old saying that has been handed down through the ages in the demon world. Killing people on the wedding day will damage one year's luck. Older people like Duke Williams will take these customs into consideration.

——Although Wei Ya was not the object of marriage today, he was Fiona's former engagement object after all. It would be bad luck to kill him today.

He led the horse and turned around, and said in a deep voice, "Let him go."

"Duke!" Someone just didn't believe in this evil, and reluctantly raised his weapon and killed him.

Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and the figure of General Bruce appeared there. He protected Wei Ya behind him, flicked his fingertips lightly, and a light bullet pierced through the head of the visitor. He said: "Your Majesty, your escort is late."

Wei Ya's face was distorted with anger, and he cursed: "You trash!"

Bruce squinted at him, remained silent, but formed a teleportation array to teleport Wei Ya and the rest of the troops away from the place.

Camillo quietly looked at Amedeo for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand to take back the dark element deposited in the other's wound. In this way, the wound on Amedeo's abdomen began to slow down under the effect of his own divine power. slow healing.

"I'll give you 10 minutes, run away," he said.

Amedeo was startled in astonishment, but Camillo didn't look at him again, but put the knife back into its sheath, turned and left.

"Wait," Amedeo stood up staggeringly against the wall, "It only takes one minute for me to set up the teleportation array to leave, can I use the remaining nine minutes...to watch you. "

Camillo's footsteps stopped abruptly. Where the man couldn't see, there was a glaring trace of blood slowly dripping from the corner of his mouth. Because he was not a woman, he had to pay a price for inspiring witchcraft. He closed his eyes and accelerated his speed. Step away.