The Futland Peninsula is a good place to be, like a long boot with a narrow heel, and like a bird's beak sticking out, from west to east, diagonally into the sea. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As one of the most powerful city-states in the eastern part of the Eternal Continent, the city-state of Ekaliba is a shining pearl on the Futlan Peninsula, occupying the most wonderful and fertile land, and being at the hub of north-south exchanges, both in terms of commerce and agriculture.

It has to be said that the Ekaliba people are definitely one of the most powerful city-states on the peninsula, and even as long as time develops, it is very likely that the entire rich Futland Peninsula will be in their hands.

However, all hope has been destroyed today, because the most powerful Golden Saint Seiya in the city-state is no match for the demon dragon.

Compared to the Abyss Demon Dragon, which stands at the top of the food chain and is even more terrifying than the high-level demons, the city-state of Ekaliba, which has always been known for its strong military strength, brave soldiers, and well-equipped, is just a fish on a chopping board, and life and death cannot be controlled by itself.

The night of this day was as rich as ink, the darkness was deep, and there was a feeling that the black clouds were pressing the sun city, even if there were thirteen bright moons hanging high in the sky, it was impossible to shine the moonlight that symbolized the light here.

Because in the clouds in the sky, there was a demon dragon from the abyss hovering inside, and the rich evil energy enveloped all the areas within a radius of a hundred miles.

The light that the thirteen holy cities could bring was naturally extremely terrifying, and even as long as they appeared in purgatory, it was easy to purify an entire layer of purgatory in an instant.

But the Eternal Continent is too big, and in some corners, the Demon Dragon is still completely able to cover a small area.

After all, not all the light that spills from the Holy City contains the Holy Light, otherwise the human beings in this world would have been infected by the Holy Light and become outright religious madmen.

From time to time, the dragon swooped down, spewing hot and corrosive dragon breath that reduced the fortified walls to gravel, and then churned in the clouds and mist, venting the excitement in his heart.

Many people think that the demon dragon is only destroyed for the sake of destruction, in fact, most of the abyss demons are like this, they will have an inexplicable desire to destroy even in the face of hard and stubborn stones that cannot be entered.

But this is not the case with the Demon Dragon, as a High Demon Race, all his actions are rooted in his heart's deep desire, he can find joy in destruction, he can also draw energy from people's despair, and he can also taste the fragrance of human flesh and blood.

He was especially fond of virgins, whose unpolluted bodies, their ivory-white skin, and their cheese-like blood could not only serve as instruments of his pleasure, but also satisfy his appetite when he was done.

These are the reasons that drive him to swoop down like a cup of tea, destroying large swaths of buildings, like a cat playing with a mouse, although he is not hungry, he can still have a good time.

And this is all the pleasure that he simply cannot enjoy in the abyss.

Nero sat in the doorway of the Peacekeeper's Temple, his heart bleeding as he looked at the ruins and the wailing people in front of him.

The temple had already been set on fire, but the stone temple had obviously lasted a little longer, so he didn't want to leave here, or he was completely desperate, and he no longer had any desire to survive.

For for the king of Ekaliba, when the city is there, the people are there, and when the city is dead, the people are dead!

It has been three days since the dragon was raging, and in the past three days, the entire city-state has been destroyed, and now it is full of ruins, magnificent palaces, expensive drains, no more clear water, flowers and vegetation are polluted into pitch black, and the wounded and injured have turned into walking corpses driven by evil powers......

He knew that the pearl of the Futran Peninsula, Ekaliba, whom he loved so much, had been completely destroyed.

He raised his head and looked at the angel statue on the altar, fell to his knees with a pop, and prayed with a desperate expression: "God, come and save your people, if you continue like this, we will really ...... I can't live anymore. ”

However, no miracle happened, and everything remained as usual, except for the wailing of wounds and muffled sobs in the darkness to prove that the city-state was still alive, although it was still alive.

Nero's face was a mixture of exhaustion and despair, and the fine stubble that had emerged from his jaw after not taking care of it for many days made him no longer see the original cleanliness.

Roar -

A dragon roar like thunder rumbled through the sky, followed by a raging fire, and the rancid abyssal fire soon caused a city to smoke even thicker, accompanied by the desperate howl of a young girl.

Nero clenched his sword and gritted his teeth, he removed the temple's more decorative golden helmet and heavy golden armor from the weapon rack next to him, he was the king of Ekaliba, and even if he died, he would die one last time, not like a beggar, in the dark and stinking ditch.

"For the sake of my people, I will give everything I have!" he muttered, muttering in a muffled cry, not afraid of death, afraid of knowing that this charge would usher in utter despair, and that the surviving citizens of the entire city-state would know that Ekaliba was utterly dead.

He stood up, scraped the stubble off his face with his sharp sword, and walked resolutely towards the outside of the temple, with the temple of fire behind him and the abyss of death in front of him.

But the king is never fearless!

"Our king, we still have a chance! The divine of heaven will not sit idly by and ignore us devout believers!"

With a click, the staggering man ran out and shouted in a crying voice.

Nero's footsteps paused slightly, and he could hear that it was the most famous wise man in the entire city-state who was known for his piety and wisdom, and who was also an old friend of his father, and a high priest who treated him like a teacher and a father.

He turned his head and saw the old man with tears on his face, sadness mixed with anger, and said in despair: "God...... We have been forgotten, we have been completely abandoned, there is no one to save us, there is no hope for us. ”

"No, king, we have believed in angels for thousands of years, since the birth of this city-state, and even all the city-states I have heard, including the Etrunians, who had their own heroes, are devout angels. ”

"If the angels really abandoned us all, then why did they ...... Everyone is still holding on to what they believe in?!"

"I've read Radam's travelogues, the world is infinite, there are ice empires in the far north, farming empires in the far east, and nomads in the far west...... The world is too big, but all the people I know, no matter how powerful, and even many empires that are more powerful than the alliance of thousands of city-states on our side combined, still believe in angels as much as we do. ”

"So don't doubt their faith, and don't doubt ours, hold on, we have hope!"

The High Priest said these words almost in a roaring tone, but the despair in Nero's eyes did not diminish in the slightest, he wanted to refute, he wanted to tell the High Priest that not everyone said so, and that the false would become true, and he wanted to tell the High Priest that those gods and angels were all just clay and wood carvings, carved from stubborn stones, and there was no trace of spirituality at all.

But he suddenly noticed that in the darkness behind him, there was hope in their eyes, and despite the scars, despite the bruises, there was still hope in their eyes.

He was silent for a long time, and finally nodded: "High priest, what you said is right. ”

The chief priest let out a sigh and took Nero's hand, "Come back with me and pray again." ”

Nero was about to say something to reject the High Priest's offer, but he suddenly noticed a dazzling golden light burst out from the angelic icon in front of him, and the light was so dazzling that it rose straight into the sky, like a sharp sword, and shattered the dense dark clouds in an instant.

"Sorry, it seems like we're a little late. A slightly apologetic, slightly immature male voice rang in his ears.

In front of the towering statue of the angel, a golden portal like a whirlpool was slowly opened, and from it, a man who was not tall, but at this moment he seemed to think that he had seen a god-like man walk out of it.

He was dressed in silver-white armor, and the helmet obscured his face, so that the high priest did not recognize him, and this was the hero worshipped by the Etrunians.

But the white wings behind him, which never seemed to stir up dust, still marked his identity, and this discovery instantly made everyone cheer.

That's the angels!

"The angels have not forsaken us!"

"God, save us and punish this damned dragon. ”

The high priest couldn't say a word from his tears, but he stared blankly at the angel until he saw eleven angelic warriors in helmets and armor coming out of behind the angel, and then he finally couldn't help but weaken his knees and fell to the ground.

"God Almighty, merciful Lord......" he chanted aloud, louder and louder, until all the people around him began to chant in unison.

Suddenly, the sky was full of flowers, and the ground was full of golden lotus, it was a miracle, a vision, and this amazing discovery made all the people present begin to cheer.

An angel behind Zhang Chao was speechless, and said in the team channel: "I found that Zhang Chao is the youngest of us, but it seems to be the worst, and he will casually make some miracles to fool mortals." ”

The various angels below followed suit: "+1." ”

made Zhang Chao smile bitterly and explained: "Giving these people courage and hope is what a standard god stick should do." ”

Nero's eyes widened, and the vision in front of him finally made him understand what was happening, and he quickly knelt down, threw himself to the ground, and wept bitterly: "Honorable and benevolent angels, please forgive your people, at the last moment, I actually ...... I had ungodly thoughts about God. ”

Behind him, another hula group fell to their knees, shouting repentance or prayer.

Zhang Chao waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, I have to scold the angel if I leave me, after all, we are too slow." But you also have to understand us, there are so many places in the world that have been invaded by demons, there are simply too many things to deal with every day, and our large army has to be stationed in the abyss all year round to hunt demons and curb their breeding momentum...... In short, it's very tiring, and the lack of human resources is also a helpless thing. ”

Behind him, a group of cute angel girls felt a little speechless, enough! We are gods, there are woods! You say that, we don't even have a little force, okay!

Zhang Chao spoke: "That's enough! Just now, it was obvious that you disliked me as a god and fooled people!"

When he said this, Nero and the high priest understood the difficulties of the angels, and they apologized with sincere fear.

At this moment, a rough roar rang out: "Human, what are you doing, you dare to ......"

"Damn, it's an angel!"

The demon dragon's voice was cut off violently, and he felt pills.

"you, it's such a remote place, you can all spy on ......"