Spellcasting Heavens

Milot, a city founded by the Darents, is also their capital on their home planet, as well as their political, economic, and military center.

In the long history, it has hardly been invaded by foreign enemies, let alone attacked by weapons of mass destruction and magic, so ancient palaces and iconic buildings left over thousands of years ago can be seen everywhere.

Although the two boys had destroyed part of it during the previous riot, it didn't take long to restore it with the help of magic.

Exquisite!

Magnificent!

gorgeous!

At a glance, the entire sprawling urban agglomeration is a perfect fusion of light, shadow, art and magic.

Any outsider who sees it for the first time is bound to feel the shock from the heart.

But it is a pity that Milot has lost the hustle and bustle of the past, and the empty entrances above the crowded streets, even if there are occasional pedestrians passing by, there is no exception to the expression of nervousness.

Those eyes and state, it seems that this is not the safest place in the Darent civilization, but a place of right and wrong where wars and conflicts may break out.

Standing on the topmost floor of the newly rebuilt Parliament Tower, the Speaker looked down at this chaotic, dazed and helpless city, and asked without looking back, How, I haven't been able to break the line of defense set up by the Shadow Guard. ?

I'm very sorry, Your Excellency, our spellcaster legion has done its best, and even used several super weapons, but those black mysterious substances are too difficult to deal with, and several attempts have ended in failure without exception. The face answered helplessly.

While saying these words, he did not forget to turn around and glance at the colleagues who were arguing fiercely.

Since most of the low-level people and warriors have fallen to the Shadow Guard, there is no senior commander who really has a keen sense of war here.

I have to say that at this point, whether it is the Shadow Guard or the Council, there is no room for retreat.

One must fall on both sides in order to re-establish dominance and lead the future direction of the entire civilization.

If... I mean, if we don't care about the possible damage to the city, can we increase our chances of winning? The Speaker turned around, his eyes flashing with a chilling cold light.

Gudong!

All the people who heard these words swallowed their saliva in unison, some hands began to tremble slightly, and some hurriedly lowered their heads, as if they were afraid of something.

After a full minute, the nearest councillor took a deep breath and explained carefully: Your Excellency, I understand your determination and will to end this rebellion quickly. But the problem is, Milot is not an ordinary city. , he has an indescribable and inseparable emotion for the entire race. If we break this taboo first, then let alone the fierce reaction of the majority of the people, the desperate counterattack of the opponent alone is enough to affect the ecological environment of the home planet cause unimaginable damage.

Counterattack? What do you mean... The Speaker seemed to think of something, and his face changed drastically.

According to the secret records of the Council, once the Shadow Guard goes all out, it has the ability to draw strength from the Dark Lake. Except this time,

They still have the last card, which is to break the seal and release the god who has been sleeping for thousands of years. The MP expressed his concern with a solemn expression.

You must know that everyone who is qualified to sit here is not the civilians on the street outside. They know some secrets about the Shadow Guard.

For example, at the beginning of their birth, it was to prevent the gods from breaking the seal one day and waking up from a deep sleep.

This also means that these guys have the technology and strength to open and re-seal.

But what all Darrentes did not expect is that the gods have not awakened, and these final guards who should have been silent have turned their back on their heavy duties, trying to get rid of the lonely and isolated life of the past, and regain the theocracy. own rights.

What's even more terrifying is that the weapons used to restrain these guys were also taken away by a boy who had planned for a long time.

Therefore, the current parliament does not dare to use all its strength to directly close the opponent to a dead end, otherwise God knows what earth-shattering things they will do.

Likewise, the Shadow Guard understands that after thousands of years of development, the Council is so powerful in magic that it can even directly destroy the home planet that gave birth to the Darent civilization.

Just as both sides exercised restraint and launched tentative attacks again and again, a large army suddenly appeared on the outskirts of the city.

I saw the giant walking at the forefront, covered with hard metal armor, and shouting loudly behind him: Look! This is the heart of the enemy! Warriors! Remember what they once did to our hometown, relatives and friends. What happened? Today, we are going to pay back everything back! No mercy! No mercy! No need to obey any rules of engagement! All we have to do is kill! Destroy! Destroy! Go! Send these vile and dirty The invaders go to the world they should go to!

attack!!!!

For Gureya!

For Merck!

For the heroic spirits who died in the war!

For a time, different languages ​​and different slogans reverberated in the sky over the city.

next second...

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The huge war machine took the lead, throwing magical props with amazing power into the streets and alleys.

At the moment of landing, almost a third of the city was submerged by the light rising from the sky.

Before the two camps in the confrontation could react to what happened, the overwhelming giants rushed in first, wielding heavy weapons and massacred. Whether it was a person or a building, as long as they touched it, they could basically be declared scrapped.

In addition, those shadow dragons from other worlds, covering the sky like dark clouds, spewed deadly breaths downward.

Unlike most dragons' breaths of fire, frost, and lightning, these dark-gray energies do not damage buildings, but pass directly through all blocks, making direct contact with the soul of life, and then Forcibly pollute it and transform it into another form of madness without reason, without thought.

At this time, the innate magical talent of the Darents will not only be unable to protect themselves, but will become a drag.

The higher the talent, the faster the transformation speed, and the more amazing the destructive power when going mad.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow dragons have created a monster that does not distinguish between enemy and foe, and only knows how to keep killing and destroying...

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