The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

On the battlefield, a black gust of wind rises from the ground, rises sharply, and rolls up undercurrents covering the sky under the cloudy sky. Camillo's tense fingers clenched tightly, and countless undercurrents turned into blades, flying through the sky like a torrential rain. Down!

Under the unstoppable divine power, mortals are like a mass of fleshy paste. Many people were cut into limbs by the undercurrent. In an instant, blood and flesh splattered, and screams came and went.

Bruce tried his best to build a large umbrella-shaped barrier of light, he roared: "Everyone come here! Go under the barrier to avoid the attack!"

The teleportation mage used short-distance teleportation to continuously pull in people from outside, and the casualties gradually decreased. At this time, the attack of the undercurrent changed direction, and the dark elements gradually gathered, forming a huge phantom of a black dragon, which rushed towards Bruce's body in one fell swoop. Light Enchantment.

Venus grabbed Bruce's sleeves and screamed, "Run away, you will die!" She used her mind to gather the magical power in nature, trying to use the power of this alien world to bind Bruce and some people. get out.

They can't win, no one can beat God...no one...

……No?

The ground suddenly shook violently, a powerful witch power directly overwhelmed the power of Venus, and the vibration rushed along the veins of the earth. Under the dumbfounded eyes of everyone, a huge stone cone shot out from the ground. Standing in front of them one after another, this is the most solid barrier in nature, and even the dark elements cannot be eroded in a moment.

--boom!

The undercurrent crashed into the stone wall, the rumbling sound was deafening, and the gravel rolled down and hit Bruce's light barrier. The entire battlefield was in a mess, but the haze in the sky slowly dissipated, and the light penetrated the hazy clouds, casting Brilliant beams of light.

The vibration gradually stopped, and the stone wall was still standing completely. Bruce heaved a sigh of relief: "Huh... I was lucky to survive."

"Bruce, look!" Venus tugged at him in shock, and followed her trembling fingers. A girl in a foreign dress was walking slowly on the wasteland, about six years old.

On the vast battlefield, she was so small that she was inconspicuous, but the power emanating from her body was majestic and surging. Every time a footstep fell, the ground under her feet was shaken by a few tiny cracks.

"She..." Venus was speechless in shock, "I've never seen... a witch who can resonate with Mother Earth, it's incredible."

The witch family never believed in gods, they believed in the five elements of nature, air, water, earth, fire and ether, they learned to communicate with nature and absorb its power, this learning will last for a lifetime, because the language of nature is extremely obscure, It is very difficult to communicate, but this girl resonates closely with the earth and draws directly from the core of the earth.

Venus seemed to have seen a miracle, tears of excitement flashed in her eyes, "She is simply... the daughter of Gaia."

Being able to die under such power, even her honor as a witch, what difference is there between returning to her mother's arms!

But Lilith did not continue to walk towards them, but turned around and looked at the dark god Camillo. There was no emotion in those eyes, but a light flashed suddenly, and then, the ground shook violently again, just like what happened in the The tsunami on the ground, the ground tore a huge gully, quickly spread in all directions, countless stone cones shot up into the sky, and rushed towards Camelot's army with the earth-shattering noise.

Camillo's expression tightened, and he immediately raised his palm, manipulating the undercurrent to cut off the stone cone.

But the strength of the opponent was endless, and more stone cones rushed out from under the army's feet, and many people fell to the ground, or were injured by the stone cones, or fell into those bottomless ravines.

The fairy dragon roared restlessly, it hovered anxiously in the sky, suddenly swooped down and grabbed Kiria, and brought her out of the danger zone.

A golden light floated on the ground, and the power of the demon god shrouded it. Amedeo built a defensive barrier, covering most of the land where the army was located, but the barrier was originally used to defend against attacks from the surroundings and the sky. Attacks from the ground are not completely protected.

The cracks on the ground slowed down, but didn't stop. The barrier won't last long if it goes on like this. Amedeo stepped to Camillo's side and said seriously: "Camilo, let your army retreat."

Camillo didn't answer him, his cold black eyes were fixed on Lilith, uncontrollable anger rolled in his chest, his pupils were strangely constricted, and tiny red lines had already seeped into his eyes.

Amedeo recognized this familiar scene. It wasn't just an atavistic madness. Camillo was still mobilizing the blood of the wizard. However, after using the witch power last time, it could be seen that Camillo was not clearly injured.

Amedeo hastily stepped forward and pressed his shoulder, and sternly advised: "Ka, don't do this! You will suffer backlash if you activate the magic power!"

While the red light in Camillo's eyes continued to spread, Venus couldn't help but twitch her red lips with a mocking smile when she saw this scene: "I have seen through the same method, and I finally understand that you It is not awakening at all, but forcibly taking away the power of Mother Nature, which will cost you! Nature will punish you!"

At this time, the ground near Camelot suddenly roared, and a crack spread towards here.

At this moment, Amedeo injected a divine power into Camillo's back, forcibly interrupting his berserk transformation, then wrapped his arms around his waist, stepped back a few feet, and brought him out of the range of the ground fissure. Finally, it landed steadily on a flat ground.

Kylia frowned and looked at the battle situation on the ground. Although she was not reconciled, she still gave the order rationally:

"retreat!"

When all the large troops withdrew to the gate of the city, Shi Cone's attack suddenly stopped, and the ground fell into a silence, with hazy smoke and dust drifting in vain.

Venus was extremely disappointed: "Why, why didn't she defeat the enemy in one fell swoop...?"

When the smoke cleared, a blond man stood beside Lilith. He bent down and hugged the girl, "You did a good job."

It was Yimil!

"Again, yes, you!" Camillo said angrily through his teeth. He was interrupted just now, his face was still pale, and his breath was still a little uncomfortable, but he still broke away from Amei. Deo's arms, step by step to the front of the army.

Yimil smiled gently, and mouthed to Amedeo from a distance: "Oh, I've said it all..." Let you take care of it.

Amedeo stared at him coldly, with a dreadful chill in his eyes.

Yimeler made fun of himself, so he had no choice but to be serious: "Camilo, you are destined not to lose this war, but...you will not win, you have seen the power of Gaia just now, and I have a Proposal, if you want to hear it, we will meet at the negotiating table."

Camillo stared at him and sneered, "Negotiation? What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"

"This..." Yimil touched his chin, squinted his eyes and smiled, "I have a father here, I don't know if it's enough."

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Duke Williams slowly walked out from behind him. Unlike the serious and indifferent past, he looked haggard, with sour tears in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Camilo, put Bring my daughter back, you must do this!"

The corners of Camillo's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a moment. The dark divine power has a side effect that can arouse selfish desires in people's hearts, and the appearance of the Duke is completely reversed. This man who has always been indifferent is actually flooded with Selfless with pink bubbles - fatherly love.

"Yimile, your trick is so cheap!" Camillo kicked open the door of the negotiating room, and the dark elements around him corroded the chair on the master's seat into a pile of rotten wood.

Yimil smiled casually, used his divine power to create a shining chair, and sat on it gracefully, "Isn't that good, when Fiona saw his father like this, she smiled happily, This is the first time in more than 100 years that she has felt a father's love."

"You used 'probation' on him?" Amedeo asked coldly.

"Hehe, that's not it." Yimil did not forget to hug Lilith on his lap, because this was supposed to be a one-on-one negotiation, and there were no other chairs prepared beside him.

There was also only one chair on the side of Camillo. He pulled Amedeo onto the chair and sat down. He turned over and sat on the table, staring down at Yimil, jokingly said: " Fiona is as naive as ever, if it was me, I would probably take this opportunity to kill this kind of scumbag father."

Yimil shook his head helplessly: "I can understand that you have hatred for Roger, but Fiona still has a tender relationship with her father. She is not only innocent, but also kind..."

Camillo was still angry, and interrupted him impatiently: "Then leave her in your fairy tale castle and continue to live a happy life. I'm really too lazy to redeem someone."

"Is that so?" Yimil still maintained a smile, but his voice suddenly turned cold, "Duke Williams' troops can also be withdrawn at will? Even if it's a time like this, it doesn't matter?"

Facing the opponent's provocation, Camillo's pupils tightened suddenly, and his whole body was filled with killing intent. Amedeo stood up and held his hand. The heat from his palm calmed down Camillo, and Lilith tensed up. Only then did Amedeo slowly relax, and Amedeo stared at the girl vigilantly, and said word by word: "Let her go out."

Yimil stroked Lilith's head and said gently: "Heh...you don't need to be so nervous, I can assure you that Lilith won't hurt your people."

Lilith's 'request' will only be made to people within three meters, and the distance between the long tables is exactly three meters, which is why Yimil is so sure.

Amedeo still pulled Camillo to his side, and asked in a majestic voice, "God of Light, what is your purpose?"

Yimil spread out his hands: "World peace."

After the words fell, there was a strange silence in the room for a second, and Yimil laughed loudly: "Of course I was joking, my purpose is to keep Willa Trass alive, of course you can become the king of the Demon Realm, But Wei Ya is still the devil king, and the solution is very simple, the devil world will be divided into two, and if it is rebalanced, I will stop interfering."

"I will kill Willa," Camillo said in a deep voice. "Only by killing him can Amedeo's restraint be truly lifted and he can be free."

Amedeo was startled, then hurriedly lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes, he held Camillo's hand, and said softly: "...No, you don't need to kill him anymore, the restraining power It doesn't belong to him anymore."

"But in case..."

A smile appeared on the corner of Amedeo's mouth, he watched him and said, "The control right has been transferred to the next generation of kings. This is an irreversible process. Now the control right belongs to you, my king."

Camillo's face changed suddenly, and he was still a little too late to react to the sudden confession. His heart beat rapidly. He subconsciously grasped Amedeo's hand, and his personality changed in an instant, and the hostility between his brows gradually faded. Go, replaced by a smile of surprise: "Really?"

The people at the next table were obviously more surprised than him, and Yimil raised his voice in shock: "What! The restriction has been transferred? How can the demon world check and balance this way? I have to report this matter to Shenting!"

"If you really plan to do this..." Amedeo stepped forward, his cold voice exuded a clear killing intent, and said word by word, "You don't want to get out of this room alive, today is the countdown On the last day, the control right will never return to Wei Ya's hands."

He just took a step just three meters away, and Lilith suddenly reacted and said, "'Make a wish' has been accepted, and the forced fulfillment of the promise will consume game points, [-] points."

Yimil's tone faltered: "Lilith... are you serious?"

Lilith didn't respond to his words, and stared at Amedeo with honey brown eyes, and continued: "The current points: [-] points, not enough to exchange."

Yimil breathed a sigh of relief just now, but Camillo interjected without losing the opportunity: "I still have three hundred?"

——Yimile's face froze for a moment, and then he heard a series of trading conversations, and the last sentence "Consume [-] points, the wish is successful."

"..." Yimil's lips moved, and he realized that he was unable to say any information about the restriction transfer.

As long as the court cannot be informed immediately, the right of restriction will become completely irreversible on the tenth day, and today is the tenth day, Amedeo raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction: "Now we can have real negotiations."

The Demon Realm will be divided into two empires according to the current distribution of forces. Camelot occupies most of the territory, but the barren northern border occupies most of the area. Wei Ya will obtain the southern urban area including the capital. Regarding the territorial rights of several border cities, Amedeo and Yimil also had a heated debate.

At this time, Camillo kept looking at Amedeo with a smile. He didn't care much about the territory, and Amedeo was enough.

"Huh..." Yimil stamped Wei Ya's seal on the draft agreement, he raised his chin and looked at Camillo, and smiled slightly with his brows and eyes bent, "Actually, his appearance like this is quite pleasing Woolen cloth."

Camillo leaned over to sign his name. He heard what Yimil said, but he just curled his lips and didn't make any excuses.

Amedeo's face darkened, and he said for him: "Don't get me wrong, no matter what side he shows, he is Camillo, the king of the north."

This sentence was close to a warning, and Yimil's Adam's apple moved up and down, subconsciously restraining his smile.

After the armistice agreement was signed, Yimil packed up the agreement, took Lilith's hand and prepared to take her away, but Lilith kept looking up at Camelot, with a faint light flickering in her eyes, she suddenly said:

"Give me your left eye."