Chapter 308: Divine Magic, Justice, and the Golden Scales of Victory (1/3)

Red sky, bloody battlefield.

Crimson flames rose from the castle's ruined watchtower, like a volcanic eruption, and more than a dozen pillars of flame were particularly striking in this red battlefield, as if the end was coming, and the blazing breath baked the air and distorted different brilliance.

The Iron Thorn Soldiers and Noxian Soldiers, who had not been able to evacuate from the wide walls, as well as the gray rubble and broken armor that covered the blood-colored ground, were reduced to ashes within the pillar of flame.

As the flames spread, more and more soldiers were swept up in the waves of flames, and the sounds of pain and sorrow rang out from time to time, mixed with the sound of flames, like a ballad of hell.

In the blazing feast, transformed into a world of flames, Fiona moved around like a dancing elf, dodging the pillars of flame summoned from the ground from time to time, and the sprayed sparks gently scorched the life energy attached to the body, allowing her to feel the slightest burning pain.

A silvery-white glow filled the amber eyes, and gradually, Fiona could clearly see the composition of some magic arrays, although they could not destroy the elemental structures that had already taken shape, but they were helpful in dodging the pillars of flame.

With a light footstep, she walked along the dim elemental runes, her life energy forming surging ripples under her feet, speeding up her pace.

However, after a few steps forward, Fiona suddenly stopped, and immediately brandished the blue steel saber in front of her, and the silver-white life energy instantly bloomed, forming a special circular shield, which stood in front of her.

This is the unique secret of the Laurent family!

[Laurent Heart Eye Knife]!

[Laurent's Heart's Eye Knife: Fiona parries all upcoming damage and control effects, and then stabs in the direction of the target. Spikes deal massive damage to enemy targets hit. 】

Almost at the same time as Fiona parried, pillars of flame surged out from the front, left, and right directions at the same time, like a roaring fire beast, trying to engulf everything.

The transparent air was twisted and crimson, but the tall and slender figure remained, its bladed sword dancing, slashing through the world of flames.

"I'm an artist with a sword, how could I die here!"

Fiona looked at the old mage not far away, her pale face was full of pride, she was a peerless sword queen, and the blazing feast could not stop her pace.

......................

"Top talent? It's really jealous! ”

Outside the pervasive world of flames, Duke Gold stared at the high-ranking swordsman who was still walking towards him, his wrinkled face with envy, and he quickly took a light breath.

"It's a pity it's too late!"

He straightened his body as he did when he was younger, and made the arrogant posture of a bloodline nobleman, and the madness in his calm eyes was undisguised, looking around at the familiar.

The defense system of Langvasur Castle completely collapsed, and there were fallen Iron Thorn soldiers everywhere, and there were occasional fluctuations of resistance echoing, but they could not stop the Valoran Lord's offensive tide.

Duke Gold lifted his spirits slightly, and at this moment, he looked in the direction of the Inner Castle, where the bloodline of the Jeffrey family was located.

"The blood is endless, and I hope you can recreate the glory of the Jeffrey family."

"And I'm going to do the last thing for you!"

He discarded the crimson staff in his hand, the dazzling crystal seemed to have faded its color, and now it was extremely dim, and then he reached into the broken robe and gently groped for it, and took out the simple and delicate narrow wooden box.

Crunch!

The pitch-black wooden box opened, revealing a red silk cloth, on which were quietly placed worn scrolls made of special materials, the ancient and mysterious words were obscure, and a heavy sense of history came to the face.

Duke Gold picked up the ancient scroll with a solemn expression, and at the moment when the scroll left, the dark and narrow wooden box turned into dust, which was sprinkled and dissipated into the air, as if there was once an invisible force preserving it.

"God of justice!"

He did not tell the true name of the god, and it was recorded in the family that the true name of the god should not be recited when using this scroll, otherwise it would attract the god's attention.

According to some accounts, the origin of this scroll may be a bit disgraceful, and if the gods of justice take back their divine powers when used, then this hole card will become a joke.

At the last moment, Duke Gold found himself a little hesitant, and his wrinkled face flashed a wry smile: No one wants to face death, even if I have already made up my mind, but I still hesitate to face it.

He looked at the broad city wall that had long been stained red with blood at this moment, looked at the Valoran army on the plain, looked at the attack in the inner fort, and looked at the high-level swordsman who was coming at a rapid speed, all imprinted in the depths of his soul, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"I, Goldland Vasur Jeffrey, sacrifice the last life and soul for the Jeffrey family!"

A touch of crazy spiritual power surged around Duke Gold, moving the ancient scroll to levitate in the air, and then unfolded slightly.

[Golden Victory Scale of Divine Justice]!

The scroll disappeared in an instant, and a bright and gentle white light spread over the area, the red sky, the red clouds, the red castle, the red city walls, everything was rendered by the white light, turning into eternal white light.

Then, this area filled with white light seemed to stand still in time and freeze in space.

Wide city walls.

In the surging world of flames, the pillars of flame freeze in the air, and the burning flames stop jumping;

Fiona maintained a dancing figure, and the blue steel saber also hovered in the air, and the struggle in those amber eyes could be faintly seen;

The Iron Thorn hoplites and Noxian soldiers in the confrontation also stood still, their bloody eyes filled with murderous intent.

Inside the Scarlet Castle.

The slaughtered Trefali soldiers and the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry raised their blades in their hands and could no longer swing them, and the soldiers in front of them also stayed in the moment of struggle;

The attacking Seon and the bloody warriors also stopped in front of the walls of the inner fort, their faces covered with fierce murderous expressions, and the red furnace on their chests and abdomen froze still;

Poppy, who jumped in mid-air, dragged Oren's hammer, but at this moment, Oren's hammer was no longer calm, trembling silently, as if he was about to break free of something, and even with Poppy, he couldn't help but burst out with the majestic power in his short body.

Red-dyed plains.

The war stonemasons walking in front of the sand table stood still, the flags in their hands hung above the sand table, but they could not put it down;

The remaining Noxian soldiers were stationed in all directions of the humble camp, their already straight bodies becoming more and more erect;

Darius maintained his head held high, the black cutter clenched in his left hand was lifted upside down behind his back, and the dim scarlet energy slowly flowed, as if an unyielding warrior was struggling, visible to the naked eye, Darius's body trembled with it, and the color of anger filled the dark pupils.

Buzzing!

The pure white sky, the bright and gentle light gradually condensed into the shape of a scale, with ornate trays on the left and right, and delicate columns and beams in the middle, as well as a heavy base that gradually solidified.

From a distance, the entire Libra seems to be across the sky, and the left and right sides point to the Castle of Langvasur and the Valoran army respectively, and then a majestic and mysterious aura descends from the Libra.