Platinum Throne

"Patter" Moore stepped into the darkness.The darkness is so dense that all the light seems to be swallowed up, and even the gods hiding in the flesh and blood cannot see through the darkness.

"Unpleasant feeling." Moore whispered, frowning.The darkness that is too deep makes the divinity itself, the god of coordination, unpleasant.This kind of instinctive reaction similar to physiology has rarely been experienced by Moore.It's as if mortals are born to fear beasts, and beasts fear fire.

Moore only hesitated for a second before going deeper into the darkness.

This is obviously just a mine, but the space inside seems to be infinitely enlarged.Moore walked quietly in the darkness, like a fish swimming in the ocean, and even the perception of the flow of time was slowed down.Gradually, the faint light of the magic circle appeared in the darkness, and Moore let out a soft breath.He quietly looked at the magic circle in front of him.

The entire magic circle showed a shimmering color like silver, but there was a faint layer of blood floating on it.This blood color corresponds to the light of the magic circle, weak and strong, as if a living thing is breathing.The symbols of the gods are outlined in the magic circle, and each port is placed with gemstones that symbolize the current twelve pillar gods, although three gemstones on it have become dim.

Moore glanced at the three gems, sighed lowly, his original hesitation finally faded away, and he stepped into the magic circle.

Caroline has been standing outside the door, leaning against the stone wall with her arms folded.This is not a safe posture, a symbol of vigilance and distrust. If it is normal, Caroline will pay great attention to such details, and there will be no mistakes.But now, she could feel that her palms were already wet.Veins stretched out around her temples, a sign of too much tension, of straining her jaw too much.She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down, but the effect was not obvious.

"God..."

Then, an uncontrollable scream came from the other end of the door.The voice had already surpassed the scope of human beings, becoming hoarse and chaotic.Just listening to it makes people feel dizzy and trembling.Caroline's hand tightened a bit, she felt as if her heart was tightly pinched by something invisible, and the feeling of heart palpitations appeared, it pulled away the strength in this body, making her almost subconsciously Wanting to give in, wanting to get on your knees, wanting to beg forgiveness.Even though she didn't know her sin, she didn't think she was guilty.

This is not the voice of a human being, but the cry of a god hidden under the male elf.Caroline even had the illusion that this voice did not belong to the main material world, but came from God's Linhai, from the sea of ​​elements that all spell operators yearned for, and only the gods were allowed to enter.

What happened inside is enough to make a god make such a painful and tragic sound.Caroline lowered her eyes, and with her little remaining strength, she cast a silence barrier for herself.Her lips had already been bitten by herself, and her sanity even began to slacken, but under the chaos of all this, there seemed to be something standing there quietly.As long as Caroline closes her eyes, she can see her. The golden eyes of the other party are indifferent, but sometimes, a raging flame will be ignited, as if it can burn Caroline, making Caroline's soul became trembling.

As long as she stands there, in her soul, it is pulling back the fulcrum of her sanity, allowing her to maintain a little clarity amidst the chaos and madness.

"Bella Nelson..." Caroline whispered softly, and she regained her fear of the only demigod in the Platinum Tower.The other party involved a demigod and a real god, and let the god walk into the magic circle on his own initiative.Such a person... Caroline took a shallow breath.

Just as Caroline was thinking wildly, the magic spar on the ceiling began to vibrate.Caroline frowned and stared upwards, as if her eyes had penetrated layers of rocks, stones, and soil, and came to the Demonic Beast Forest outside.

Trees were cut down for the mine to mine magic spar, and the flat ground was completely changed.Huge and ugly scars were exposed on the black soil. Countless people, including orcs, elves, and humans, were lying on the ground in a haphazard manner, life and death unknown.A faint blood-colored aura emerged from the soil, and as if being attracted, it entwined towards the tall female orc standing in the middle one by one. Every time the blood on her body became thicker, the whole person's aura Just raise one point.

But in the eyes of those who are still alive, this female orc is no different from a high-level demon from purgatory.

As believers of the Goddess of Light, they are so sensitive to blood and darkness.But at this time, they could only face their terrified expressions, and fell to the ground watching the female orc gradually approaching.

"I promised that guy not to destroy the forest, so I didn't have much fun." The female orc laughed, and there was a shallow scar on her body, which was a blow from the middle-aged knight with all his strength, but now it is too pale to be seen There's a little blood coming out.

The middle-aged knight fell to the ground, his holy shield was destroyed, and he was also seriously injured.Blood piled up in his throat, almost blocking his trachea, making every breath he took had a burning sensation, and every cough he had was accompanied by a fishy smell.He quietly watched Casey getting closer and closer. This powerful female orc filled his entire field of vision with a height that did not belong to humans, blocking the sunlight and leaving dark shadows in his eyes.

Afterwards, the strong shadow raised the bone knife in his hand.The sunlight gathers on the tip of the bone knife, reflecting a bright color that does not belong to the bone knife, but is more similar to metal.

The middle-aged knight was pale.

Everything is over, he thought, he tried hard to see his companions and compatriots, and finally showed a helpless and desperate wry smile.

It was their greed that killed them.

Casey watched the middle-aged knight with interest. She had experienced life and death too many times, and she was no stranger to this epiphany before death.So she quickly straightened the corners of her mouth bored, ready to fall on the blade.

At this moment, there was a faint whimpering sound in the wind.Casey paused.

The middle-aged knight was keenly aware of Casey's absent-mindedness. As a knight who had experienced life and death many times, he knew that now was an opportunity, but he didn't even have the strength.He could only watch the ear tips of the female orc in front of him move slightly, as if he heard some message from the plain wind.

Goddess of Light...

The middle-aged knight prayed secretly in his heart.

Then, maybe his prayer really had an effect, Kathy clicked his tongue impatiently, turned around, ignored the middle-aged knight and the others, turned and left.

The middle-aged knight opened his eyes wide, his eyes filled with excitement, and he even couldn't believe that he had really returned from the hand of death.He turned around, grabbed the soil with great effort, and moved his body desperately, trying to take himself away from the land as soon as possible.He knew that he would never come back here again.What magic spar, what elves, all die.

All this fell into the perception of the magic tentacles.

Norma opened her eyes, and she looked around. She could keenly feel the scrutiny and surveillance of the mercenaries and soldiers of the Holy Empire who thought they were hiding it well, but were actually very obvious.

Norma's body moved.The people around immediately showed the expressions of facing the enemy.Norma pursed her lips, her eyes flashed with impatience, but in the end she chose to be patient.She now represents the Platinum Tower. Once she makes any move, it will be magnified and interpreted immediately, which may cause trouble for the Platinum Tower.So Norma had to stay here and couldn't move anywhere.

She tightly locked her eyebrows, recalling everything she felt in the ocean of magic before, and finally couldn't help cursing, "Where is that woman...?"

Caroline vaguely felt a figure in front of her. She raised her head with great effort, but a shadow was cast in front of her eyes.This is soft and gentle to the touch, not the rough skin and thick flesh of an orc.Caroline opened her mouth, and she heard a gentle voice: "Good boy, you and Norma are doing well. I'm proud of you."

At that moment, a huge panic seized her, tremors spread from the soles of her feet to her forehead, Caroline finally couldn't support her body, and fell limp all of a sudden.She knew exactly who the person in front of her was, but what was she here for?What is she going to do to a god?At that moment, fear, powerlessness and even despair beat her heart like a tsunami.

Caroline felt her own fear, which was no different from when she faced Moore. Was she even perceiving this person with the senses of facing a god? !

Caroline fell limp to the ground.

She heard the soft rustle of footsteps, the soles of soft fawn leather against the ground.Soft and light, yet remarkably firm.It skipped Caroline, and walked into the door that hid darkness and a god of pain without stopping.

"Moore, I'm here to get my interest. I hope you haven't forgotten."

The soft voice melted into the wind and fell into Caroline's ears.Caroline couldn't help trembling again.

"I don't think it's now, it's not a good time." The voice of the god suppressing pain came from the darkness.

"On the contrary, there is no better time than now. I thought you were used to this kind of pain... The so-called long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, isn't it?" The female voice was still so soft and gentle.

There was a moment of silence in the darkness, and then the sound of the god's fury, accompanied by a huge, earth-shattering crack and roar came together.

"Bella Nelson!"