"Archevu's post?"

LaMarcus, who was standing on top of the head of the unknown beast, shrank his eyes, and the white gloves that suddenly appeared in Raphael's hand were the legendary sacred relics of the Westmar royal family, [Achevu's Battle Post]. www.biquge.info In ancient times, with the passing of Achevu, he disappeared from the world until Raphael uttered that heartfelt declaration.

Raphael did not respond, let alone be surprised by the sudden appearance of the ancestral relics, his eyes were only Lamarcus, and the vast undead under the black clouds that covered the sky. The hurricane dispersed, and the wind raged, but it could not shake his body at all. He always knew that he could not fall, or even take a step back, because behind him were his people. He needs to set an example at a time when the country is at stake, to set an example that Rakitic sees as stupid.

LaMarcus chuckled inexplicably, tiptoe tapping the huge head.

Immediately, another melodious sound sounded with the violent tremor of the earth.

This time, there was no hurricane convergence, but there was a more impactful scene. I saw that the monster head as huge as a hill suddenly rose upwards for an unknown distance, and the land behind the head was dozens of miles away, sand and stones were splashed, dust was stirred, and a silver-gray back protruded from the surface, making the entire monster's body appear in front of the world.

This is an incredibly large monster, its pupils are several times larger than the grinding plate, not bright but full of ancient aura, and its huge silver-gray body outlines strange patterns that ordinary people can't understand like ghost paintings.

Its appearance caused all the bloodthirsty beasts on the dark mountain range to feel it, and they let out a howl of submission, and then prostrate on the ground.

This unbelievable monster has an unrivalled majesty, and everyone who sees it will believe that with a single step, the towering walls of Den Grek will collapse, and the stormy new capital of Westmar will be destroyed.

Everything is as fragile as tissue paper in front of it.

The moment the Endless Ghost showed its hideous fangs, the already terrified residents of Dengrik suddenly felt bitter after seeing this huge monster.

Our hope is there, but where is the hope of Denglik?

The height is unbearable, but LaMarcus greatly enjoys this feeling of condescending to look down on all beings, especially the ability to make the once unrivaled prince Raphael look up to him, and his stiff gray cheeks show a hint of pride.

"It existed at the same time as Achevu, but all the records of it have been forcibly erased, like Camhera and Udisien, but I think someone will remember it."

LaMarcus, who was introducing the history of the beast, suddenly looked up, looked into the inconspicuous void, and asked softly, "Am I right, Mephisto?" ”

Swish!

A figure silently appeared in the void, it was Mephisto, the king of hatred in LaMarcus's mouth.

"Of course......" Mephisto's eyes flashed with memories, quietly looking at the strange lines on the body of the giant beast, "I think at the beginning, it participated in hundreds of wars large and small with that person, and even I was helpless against it." I thought it would die with that person, but I didn't expect it to appear here today. ”

After the Chaos Gate was opened, Mephisto's demonic body successfully descended on the Sanctuary, and he was more like the Lord of the Dead than the wise angel Marcel.

Mephisto's body structure is extremely peculiar, his whole body is basically composed of dark red bones, only a few reddish-brown muscles can be seen in some areas of the chest, abdomen, and upper arms, he has no legs and feet, but has a bony tail extending from a long spine.

His dark red skull had two pairs of giant coiled horns, and a pair of dark golden pupils glowing faintly in the hollow eye sockets. The arms are extremely slender, and the muscles are not very strong, but they give people an abrupt sense of majestic power. The black palms were thin, surrounded by a variety of bright colors, a vision of elemental molecules free in the air.

Mephisto has a pair of formidable bone wings, but the bone wings protrude from the spine behind the abdomen, the bone wings are covered with black threads and sharp serrations, and the four black chains hanging from the chest are wrapped around the bone wings, making it lose its role of "flying" and become an indestructible lethal weapon.

Mephisto, the King of Hatred, arrived here when the legendary Assassin Ma Yu cut off one of the spider legs of the Pain King Irene . From beginning to end, he watched everything that happened in Dengrik as a bystander, but when Wu Liang was negotiating with the bone dragon, he had the idea of making a move.

When he really showed his form, Dengrik, who had already become lifeless, was suddenly filled with a desperate aura from the bottom of his heart.

The infamous Mephisto's horrific methods have spread throughout the sanctuary, so much so that everyone knows what he looks like.

Waves of unsettled waves arose, and the humans who had not yet broken free from the shock of the terrifying beast were immediately like falling into an ice cave, and they could not judge whether they still had a chance to live.

Because Mephisto is so terrifying, not to mention that he has also mastered the demon body of Diablo, the king of fear who gave Canduras a devastating blow.

"LaMarcus, it seems that Marcel didn't choose you because of your luck!"

Mephisto sighed, and suddenly on the other side of the sky, the undead lord Marcel said, "The traces of Camhera have reappeared in the shelter, which is somewhat unexpected to me. I think he opened the door to the Kamhela era, in addition to resurrecting the Spirit of Hope, he also made other arrangements, otherwise he would not have transmitted the major forces of the Human Alliance before the gate opened. ”

Marcel, the angel of wisdom of glory, was cold, his body was completely covered by a black cloak, his ethereal bones were undulating, his face was hidden in the shadow of his hood, and his expression was unseeable, and his voice was like the roar of nine ghosts, and his yin aura overflowed.

"Don't forget, his ultimate goal is to kill you!"

Hearing this, Mephisto smiled disdainfully, shook his head and said, "It was I who knocked him off the altar, and it was I who sealed him in the mirror realm and endured thousands of years of suffering, and he never escaped my control, let alone let his ridiculous delusions become reality." ”

The King of Hate suddenly changed his words and asked with a little curiosity, "I'm quite concerned about the situation of the High Heaven now, and I heard from Belial that Aenarius has officially broken with Tyrell and wants to seize the position of the head of the Council of Anglis. O wise angel who has the well of wisdom and knows all things in the world, can you help me to solve my doubts, who will win in the end? ”

Mephisto complimented Marcel, who paused for a moment and said slowly: "My well of wisdom can see the direction of countless parallel spaces, but it can't do anything about this world, Mephisto, you should know why!" ”

"Huh...... I forgot they existed, and everything became uncontrollable! The Hate King turned his attention to the battlefield, waved his palm, and said casually to Lamarcus and Raphael, who were facing each other in the distance, "You can fight to the death on your own, and Marcel and I will not participate in your struggle!" ”

In fact, these two Westmar orthodox royals didn't care about the existence of Mephisto and Marcel at all, they only saw each other and life and death. But the words of the Hate King made all the inhabitants of Denglek City breathe a sigh of relief.

Denglick had a secret passage where he could escape, and in just one hour, it reached everyone's ears, and after learning the news, not only the residents wept with joy, but also those in high positions and powerful people were overjoyed, and rushed to the two entrances of the secret passage.

The mansion of the former lord of the city, Neomes, and the palace of the new lord Raphael.

The men and horses of the Royal Knights quickly culled the defected knights, and then obeyed Raphael's orders, and divided into two routes, one to clean up the ghosts that invaded the city, and the other to organize the people of Dengrik to rush to the palace secret passages, and the same was true for the members of Fedilan's subordinates, and both sides were carrying out evacuation work in an orderly manner. However, the entrance to the secret passage was too narrow, and the residents of Denglek were too weak, causing a large number of people to be congested outside the entrance.

When will it be my turn?

It became the words on everyone's lips, and they saw the ghosts that came down like death, and the frequent deaths, which caused panic to germinate and spread rapidly, and although the scene was noisy, it revealed a dull death. It wasn't until the appearance of that legendary giant monster that most of the humans who had not yet entered the secret passage were in despair, and they had already imagined in their minds the miserable scene that would happen in a few seconds.

All will be buried under the iron hooves of the beast and will be reduced to history.

However, there are many more who have never given up the last shred of hope in their hearts, because Raphael's body has always faced a deadly crisis without fear.

It was an unfair confrontation, but Raphael's promises and actions carefully cared for the flame of hope and never extinguished it.

The air was filled with a rancid smell, and from time to time ghostly chirps rang in the ears, but more often than not, the unyielding roar of the warriors, and though the sky grew darker and the earth redder, there were far more dead combatants than ordinary residents of Dengrek.

The crowd had calmed down, the faltering flame of hope had calmed, and at this moment, no one had made an impassioned declaration of mobilization, but the actions of the defenders of Denglick were more convincing than the pale words.

One by one, heroic figures rushed to the city walls and launched a counterattack against the gathered army of the undead, buying precious time for the successful escape of the inhabitants.

All the people of Dengrik who had not yet entered the secret passage focused their eyes on the back of that great shore, and the flame of hope in their hearts was also revived in the face of the generous sacrifice of many warriors on the battlefield.

You must not fall!

My King!

This is the cry of all the people, and there is an invisible light on their bodies, which comes out of their bodies, and in the eyes of Mephisto and Marcel, merges into the [Achevu's War Post] in Raphael's hand.

Suddenly, there was an endless flash of white light.

A thousand-year-old figure appeared in front of Raphael.