The first god descended

Just as Rosyali was hindered by Diboya, Chongyang, who was flying with wings, quickly approached the huge dark red pillar of light, and saw a strange and substantial swimming black shadow within the pillar of light, as well as a faint girl's figure in the center of the pillar of light.

"Morning Sun"

The black-haired young man raised his mutated left claw, urging the power of the alienated beast clan that had just mutated and was not yet familiar, condensed the spark flame, and struck out with a single blow, slamming on the surface of the pillar of light, but it could not shake half a ripple.

"Not enough power...... The magic is also depleted......"

Chongyang was anxious. It was obviously in front of him, but he had exhausted his magic power due to the previous battle, and the power of the newly awakened beast bloodline was too weak to break this alienation formation.

However, it cannot be given up

Reluctantly manipulating the power of the bloodline, he repeatedly condensed the flame claws and bombarded the surface of the pillar of light, even if there was no effect, it could not be stopped

"Chenyang, the third brother is here, Chongyang @ Bright, do you remember? Do you remember the appearance of the third brother?"

As he tried his best to attack, he screamed and screamed, hoping that the girl who was acting as a medium in the sealed formation would be able to hear it.

When he left Burning Sun City, Chenyang was still very young. After that, the number of times I saw this *** was not much, so that the memory was a little blurry.

However, there is no doubt that the other party is his family and the existence he cherishes in this life.

What's more, if you rescue Chenyang, you are likely to get clues about your mother and father, no matter what, you must be rescued.

However, in front of the cupola pillar of light that continued to brew alienation, the magical fire mage who had exhausted his strength was powerless.

In vain, he bombarded the pillar of light with the power of his weak bloodline, until there was a sudden sharp pain in his body, and his body was stiff again, and he stopped in the air for a moment.

"No ......"

Stiff and saved, he couldn't even maintain the buoyancy of his wings, and he fell downward, watching the young figure in need of help leave.

It fell to the ground with a bang, and the sand was splashed everywhere.

Chongyang was in a large shape, lying in a mess in the dirt pit that was smashed out, struggling to get up very reluctantly, looking up at the huge pillar of light in front of him helplessly.

"Brute ......"

Again, recognize the ordinary, the ordinary, the weak.

I want to save, but I helplessly fail, I want to redeem, but I can't do anything at a critical moment.

Magical Fire Mage, God-level Magic...... So what, his essence has never changed.

There is no need to change either.

"I'm sorry, Chenyang, the third brother can't save you now, but the third brother won't give up, no matter what kind of failure, he will definitely work hard again and do ......"

There was a low murmur in his mouth, helplessness in his eyes, but no despair.

Because he has been like this since the beginning, yes, from the original Presland repeaters.

In this chaotic and distorted world where there is no reason at all, he has come step by step, and he will continue to walk like this.

A shout came from behind "Chongyang", and the pale blonde figure quickly came behind him.

"Roseali......"

“...... Now you can't shake it, let's figure it out together. Fang had just turned into the Imperial Empress who had killed powerful ghosts, and said calmly and gently at this time.

Chongyang glanced back at the unshakable pillar of light in front of him and nodded slightly.

The crisis has not yet been resolved, the alienation formation is still brewing, and the god-level demonic beast may reappear...... No one knows what to do, but there must be something to do, such as giving up the city and letting the people evacuate.

Just as the two were about to leave the scene, a red-blonde figure swept across the dawn sky, approaching at a rapid speed from the direction of the capital.

"That's ...... Master?"

It was none other than the Fire Demon.

With an illusory figure flying into the air, she landed in front of the two of them, and swept away her calm gaze.

"You're now, foolish disciple?"

“...... Me neither. ”

Chongyang let out a wry smile and looked at the mutated self and his left hand.

"Anyway, it's lucky not to die...... Or, is it fate?" the fire demon's eyes flickered.

"Master......"

"Don't worry about that for now, the current situation is very bad, if you can't solve this position, the war will still be lost, and all efforts will be in vain. The red phantom looked at the pillar of light of the alienation demon array on the opposite side, and sensed that the momentum of the pillar of light was getting stronger and stronger.

"Hmm...... Do you have a solution, master?" Chongyang asked with a glimmer of hope.

"Yes. ”

"Uh, really?"

"Of course, who do you think I am?" the proud Flame Demon glanced at the black-haired young man, "I expected that something would happen that I couldn't handle, so I had been preparing a last resort until now. ”

"The Last ...... Do you want to use the Heavenly Sun Creation Sword?" Roseali guessed keenly.

"No, the power of the Heavenly Yang Creation Sword is extremely powerful, but it's hard for us to control it...... But it's just hard, not impossible. The fire demon's tone was solemn and serious.

"At present, the power of the Tianyang Creation Sword is to maintain the sword world, and if we use it too much, it will threaten that world, but this is not the key to restricting our use. The real key is to maximize the power of the Sword of Creation within the normal limits of maintaining the operation of the kendo world."

"It's very difficult to do that, but as I said, it's not impossible, and after my calculations and simulations, as long as it is really combined, it is completely achievable. ”

"Bond?" Rosyali and Chongyang looked at each other.

The flame demon looked deeply at the man and woman in front of him, his illusory eyes were deep and profound, as if through the two people in front of him, he saw the other side that was far away, the origin-like existence.

After a moment, she slowly raised her hand, spread it slightly, and her body floated up.

"If you are alone, whether it is a goddess awakened person or a human emperor awakened person, you can't do it, but if two people are together...... Excalibur's power ......"

"No, not the sword, but your strength, as long as you unite with all your heart and trust everything to each other, you will be beyond the mortal. ”

"Ready...... Become a true god."

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Beast world, somewhere.

In the huge and magnificent hall, there is a pyramid-shaped black and red high platform, the surface of the high platform is depicted with countless blood-colored magic patterns that are as complex and intertwined as blood vessels, at this time, these magic patterns are shining with strange black light in the established law, and at the same time, around the entire pyramid, there is a faint black and red huge air flow around, with the flickering of the magic patterns, and showing a breath-like contraction.

At the top of the high platform, a long-bearded old man in a luxurious feather robe sat quietly. Below him, on each floor of the pyramid-shaped platform, there were strong men of the immortal bird clan wearing different colored feather robes sitting upright, and the lower the number of layers, the greater the number of people. The entire tower-like platform gathered at least a few hundred high-level powerhouses.

The long-bearded old man at the top of the high platform was undoubtedly the leader of all the immortal bird powerhouses present at the moment, sitting alone on the top of the tower at the moment, facing an altar of simple style, the altar itself was not conspicuous, it could even be said to be rough, it seemed to be made by a very clumsy craftsman.

But on this rough altar, there is a terrifying dark red phantom, suspended in the air in a flat form, wriggling, condensing, to form a certain form, which contains an extremely deep and sad atmosphere, mixed with loneliness, helplessness, death and other negative meanings, as if people are struggling with endless sorrow.

Under the high platform, on the side of the hall, in the side hall.

[Mother, isn't it over yet?]

In the hall, the haggard woman bowed slightly, her hands squeezed nervously in front of her, her eyes were full of worry and sadness that could not be concealed, and she looked at the old woman wearing a pale red feather robe and looking indifferent.

[The scheduled has already passed, doesn't it mean that as soon as it arrives, Chenyang's psychic mission will be completed......?

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The old woman put the teacup in her hand on the table at once, and knocked out a crisp sound, blocking the second half of the woman's sentence.

The woman, Chenyang's mother, the traitorous witch Tiska who was captured back to the Orc Clan, was so frightened by the old woman's implied warning that her body trembled, and she didn't dare to continue to speak, only bowed her head with tears in her eyes.

[That little seed can be valued by the Witch Emperor, as a medium to summon the gods, it is an honor. 】

A faint hoarse and indifferent voice slowly spit out from the old woman's mouth.

The longer the little one is planted on the altar, the more useful it is, and there is no substitute for it. Making irreplaceable and significant contributions to the glory of our nation is a great honor that no number of people can ask for. 】

Under the pressure of the old woman's seemingly calm but incomparably cold coercion, Tiska didn't, but just squeezed her hands tighter, and her breath also carried some sobbing sounds, revealing the deep pain and grievances in her heart.

The glory of the orcs? Tiska didn't understand it before, she didn't understand it now, she never understood it, she was only a so-called spirit medium, a so-called witch, in fact, it was the tool of the Immortal Bird Witch Emperor, and it was the medium through which he cast some extremely costly spells, in a sense, just like the staff of human magic, it was a magic weapon, it was a consumable

Is it glorious for a living person to become a tool, a consumable?

Tiska couldn't understand that if she could, she would rather not have any psychic gifts, not be a glorious shrine maiden, and just be born as an ordinary person and live a good life.

Some people think that the shrine maiden is glory, so let the people who think so do it, she can't stand it, so she abandons the so-called glory, abandons the family that wants her to practice this glory, and flees to a far place - the human world.

She became a rebellious shrine maiden despised and reviled by the Immortal Bird Clan, but she never regretted it.

She met a good human man, fell in love with him, married him, bore children for him, and tried her best to form a warm and happy family. Watching the child grow up with her loved one and grow old together is her wish, and this wish was once thought to be fulfillable.

But now, ...... A deep sense of disillusionment, a sense of sadness, filled her wounded heart. If it weren't for the fact that she still had to try her best to take care of Chenyang, if it weren't for the concern for her children, she might have collapsed.

Tiska can't last long, and if it doesn't last, this nightmare of orc glory will come to an end.

God, if you really exist, if you really have the slightest attachment to us so-called shrine maidens, then please destroy all this, even if it is in exchange for my life, I only want ...... My child is safe.

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Heard it.

I heard, that voice, that familiar, now mournful, crying for salvation.

Mother...... I'm here, we're here.

Now, I'm here to save you

Outside the Imperial Capital, above the sky, in front of the dark red pillar of light brewing the alienated beast god.

A pair of incomparably huge wings...... No, it should be said that countless dense criss-crossing red lines depict the void, forming a pair of huge wing-like arrays that almost cover the sky, so huge that they even cross the sky above the entire imperial capital, past the entire sky fleet, and extend all the way to the distant sky that cannot be reached by the naked eye, as if it can be connected to another world.

The people in the imperial capital exclaimed in amazement, and the emperor ** and the phoenix soldiers, who had been repeatedly impacted, were completely numb, but they still looked at all this with unblinking eyes, and buried the scene they could see deep in their hearts.

Until a long, long time later, there were old people who participated in this battle and saw this last scene, full of endless nostalgia and reverence, and told their children and grandchildren about the scene at that time.

"At that time, I saw the city demon array that stood up to the sky, I saw the god-level demonic beasts, I saw the god-level magicians fighting with them, and I saw the destruction and regeneration of the world...... Originally, I thought that this was the limit of the miracles I could see in my life, but then, the last thing I saw, made me lose words for a long time. Because...... It was so hard to describe that if I had to say one thing, I think all the people who witnessed it at that time would have said the same thing. ”

We see the gods.

The wing-like endless mystical magic array beyond the sky, the root is linked to a pair of real crimson wings, and an illusory red female figure on the wings is unfolded, as if embracing and sheltering, clinging to the wings, relying on the black-haired youth with wings.

Chongyang's eyes turned golden, because in his arms, quietly closed his eyes, his hands on his chest, like a symbol of eternity as holy and noble Rose Ali, her whole body exuded golden brilliance.

The heir of the human emperor who carried the wings, carried the sky, and held the Goddess Awakened in his arms, slowly reached out his right hand to the opponent's chest, and when he was about to touch the defenseless abundance, he stopped, and then saw the red light spread across his chest.

At the moment when the red light condensed into a circular array, an extremely large amount of golden red light suddenly erupted from the center of Roseali, and if someone's eyes were sharp enough, they would be shocked to see that every star of this golden red light was a deep and mysterious rune

The rune light burst straight into the sky, as if the runaway flood was about to crush the heavens and the earth, but under the guidance of a pair of huge wing-like arrays that surpassed the sky, they quickly turned into rows of double-spiral-shaped flowing light bands, entwined and converged on the array, inspiring the sound of a distant incantation that resounded throughout the world.

Under this song that truly comes from the ancient gods, the other side of endless time and space, all living beings have lost their minds, and it seems that their souls have entered a world like a fantasy village, holy, sublime, endless and pure, no need to think, no senses, only pure and warm existence.

This is a time of great great and extreme danger.

Under the joint control of the Awakened Persons of the Human Emperor and the Awakened Goddess of the Fire Demon, the flood of golden rune light was finally suppressed within the critical range, and then, it was the key.

A golden-red vicissitudes of life ancient sword, starting from the hilt, slowly rose from the chest of Roseali, which was shrouded in the center of light.

Chongyang's spirit is highly concentrated, no, it can't be said to be concentrated anymore, he has experienced awakening and death, and at this moment, he really exerts his potential ultimate power, links to the existence of the root, and becomes the embodiment of the root.

He perceives everything in the world.

He had already stood in the same position as the gods.

The Heavenly Yang Creation Sword, under his control, which was equal to the gods at this moment, rose slowly and calmly, and its hilt naturally fell into his right hand.

Hold the sword, draw it, raise it.

A groundbreaking light, like the dawn of the eternal morning sun that broke through the chaotic world, rose high, naturally blowing away all the impurities in the world, and the supreme and pure brilliance condensed, shocked the space, pierced the sky, and transcended time and space

Under this incredible power, the alienated and distorted beast clan summoned a dark red pillar of light, like a small red grass under the light of the rising sun, which seemed incomparably small.

In the distant world of the beast race, the magnificent hall, on the high platform of the pyramid, in front of the altar of summoning gods, the long-bearded old man, who was the noble witch emperor of the immortal bird clan, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of disbelief, fear, despair, and remorse.

"It's ...... True God ......"

Dawn came, and chaos receded.

Tianyang Creation Sword, in Chongyang's hands, a sword fell

The golden-red light shattered the dark red pillar of light, completely shattering it with the momentum of crushing destruction, and even transcended the barrier between time and space, the world, and even the abyss, and directly slashed to the other side......

The Immortal Bird Witch Emperor, who was full of shock and fear, saw the last thing in his life was an endless golden light.

The entire Immortal Bird Clan will never forget this day and this moment for the rest of their lives, because countless people have witnessed it with their own eyes, and the location of the supreme place of that tribe, the Sacrifice God Palace, the location of the Psychic Divine Pagoda Palace, suddenly burst out with a strong golden light that pierces the heavens and the earth, annihilating the entire huge hall and the Witch Emperor who is casting spells in the hall and the three hundred and ninety-eight immortal Bird Clan powerhouses under him

Like the dew evaporated by the rising sun, the core powerhouse of the entire Immortal Bird Clan was completely wiped out by this endless abyss that flew through the endless abyss of the void of time and space, as if a blow from the gods, leaving no trace.

After the sudden and huge impact, the orc world seemed to stand still for a long time, until the sound of a broken teacup sounded.

In the side hall of the Psychic Divine Tower, the old woman who was still calmly drinking tea just now looked at the scene in front of her like an idiot - there was no, beyond the floor, where it should have been the hall of the Psychic Divine Tower, there was only an extremely huge and deep void left, and there was endless darkness under the hollow, without the slightest breath of life, but as if it could lead to the hellish, void abyss.

Behind the old woman, Tiska also looked surprised, and Huo Ran woke up after half a ring.

【Chenyang】

Like the Witch Emperor, like the three hundred and ninety-eight core powerhouses of the Immortal Bird Clan, she doesn't care, the only thing she cares about is her daughter

"Don't worry, mother, Xiao Chen is at the third brother, Chongyang. ”

Just as Tiska was about to rush into the hollow in desperation, a gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind her, speaking not in orc language, but in human.

Tiska, who was also her mother, Tinaya, turned around and saw a black-haired figure in a gray robe, smiling, standing there.

"Luo ...... Luo Yang: Is that you?" The woman hardly dared to look at her.

"It's me, Mother...... I am here. Luo Yang stepped forward steadily, came to his mother, and gave her a warm hug.

"I'm here, we're here, Bright House...... Over here. ”

"Luoyang...... Whining...... Luoyang ...... My ......"

Tinaya backhanded to protect the black-haired youth, and the long-term grievances and worries broke out, bursting into tears and crying silently.

"Don't worry, mother, Chongyang saved Chenyang and you, and the immortal bird clan is no longer a threat, a nightmare...... It's almost over. ”

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The Battle for the Imperial Capital is over.

After the Magical Fire Mage and the Imperial Empress jointly used the Heavenly Yang Creation Sword to smash the Alien Summoning Array with one sword, and even completely wiped out all the summoned spellcasters in the Beast World behind the Summoning Array, the victory of the human side was already unshakable.

The commander of the orc army, the Witch Emperor Emperor Emperor Di Boya, surrendered, and all the surviving warriors of the orc army under him also surrendered and became prisoners of the human race.

Great, miraculous, incredible...... No words describe it as thin and pale, and the Empire will always remember this great war, and in another sense, the Orcs.

After the war, the emperor ** and the Phoenix Army were busy cleaning up the mess, disposing of prisoners of war, cleaning the battlefield, and pacifying the people. As the Empress of the Empire in the war, Roseali has a lot of practical work to deal with, and the magical fire mage who is most remembered, respected, and admired in the entire war refuses all opportunities to receive honor in public, stubbornly postpones deep healing, and silently accompanies a little girl regardless of any affairs and her own injuries.

On the snow-white bed, the black-haired girl slept peacefully, and on her slightly pale face, her expression was as calm and serene as an angel.

Next to the bed, almost half of his body was heavily wrapped in a black-haired young man with a bandage of healing magic, sitting quietly, a pair of eyes staring deeply at the girl's face, a slight glitter in his eyes, and the palm of his right hand without a bandage caressed the girl's weak little hand and held it gently.

"Welcome home, Chenyang. ”

The first god descended

The first god descended