Act 158 Resuscitation IV

Fort Coolk, four p.m. –

Lemo was almost awakened from the sofa, he looked at his coffee table, his desk and bookcase shaking as if he was enchanted, panning in one direction in the room, the teacups on the table, tinkling, "Earthquake!" The terrible thought had barely emerged from his thoughts, and with a loud bang, the walnut door had been smashed open by the guards.

It was his cronies who rushed in, but the other party's face was no better than him: "Big, great...... You'd better come out and have a look. ”

"Her Royal Highness!"

Lemo jumped up from the couch like a leopard, grabbed his cronies by the collar, and roared, "Evacuate everyone!" ”

The cronies shook their heads desperately, and it was at this time that a calm and peaceful voice came in from outside the door, "Mr. Knight Chief, let him go, you calm down." The voice seemed to stab Lemore, making him throw away his cronies, he looked up, and behind the rickety gate, he saw the half-elf girl standing there, Griffiin was followed by several knights, the Duke of Vieiro in his robes also followed her, Her Royal Highness's face was as usual, and the Duke did not see any panicked look, but the dust on the ceiling fell like smoke from time to time, falling on the two of them, but no one cared.

Lemo blushed, he didn't expect Her Royal Highness the princess to come here, he had slept too heavily before, "Your Royal Highness the princess, we have to leave the building quickly." But he immediately said.

"No, it's not an earthquake."

Princess Griffiin replied, "Chief, take your men and tell the wizards of the Tower of Stars and Moon to open the city's magical protections. ”

"Magical protection?"

Lemo frowned slightly, could it be that he had been attacked.

He subconsciously turned his suspicious gaze to the others, and Griffiin sighed. But only the cronie cautiously approached his side and whispered, "My lord, you can go out and have a look." ”

……

Wallerz, 3:55 p.m. —

The alarm bell rang above the temple tower, and the griffin guards immediately rose into the sky and flew in all directions. On the outskirts of town, the canopy of the lush forest seems to have been blown by a strong wind, and the emerald green canopy rolls in waves, revealing the gray-white leaves below. The shock wave passed through the clouds from the sky layer by layer, tearing the light clouds like cotton wool in all directions, and the monks poured out of their nests and lined up up to the city walls, and in all four directions of the city center, the minarets flashed with a strong magical glow.

It seems like in the blink of an eye. A light purple hemispherical light curtain opened over the entire city, completely enveloping the area from the Mandolin Bazaar to the Water Gate.

Looking down at the city from the sky, panicked crowds were gathering along the streets towards the city center, as if some invisible fear was driving them forward.

And in the central square, the archon Kanin looked above his head with a pale face, as if facing the end of the world, and muttered to himself:

"O Martha, please bless your people!"

Right behind him. The sheriff's roar was like that of an angry dragon: "You goddamn fools, what are you doing here!" Go and inform the Flame Sanctuary Main Temple! Get out! Sue sù them. We're done! It's all over! ”

"Let them find out, who it is! Who led this spell! ”

The patrol cavalry scattered and fled.

……

Tokunin Fortress, ten past four—

In stark contrast to the tense atmosphere of Wallerz, the golden city of lions seems to be thrown into a silent magic that envelops the entire city.

The whole city was still. Every street, every square, even the gates of the markets and shops. The lionmen with lion-like heads and faces and long manes, dwarves with sharp axes, and gray halflings, everyone looked like puppets of magic. Everyone looked up at the sky in a daze.

Above the sky, there were dark clouds a moment ago, but it seemed that a circle of ripples rippled around the city, and all the dark clouds were instantly dispersed in all directions, and the shock wave swept away layer by layer, and the thick clouds were torn, torn, and rolled, and finally turned into a cloud of fish scales, still drifting towards the distant sky. The sky behind the clouds, the color of the blue and blue of the tile, the direct sunlight shining down, is as clear as the surface of a waveless lake, without a single blemish.

Cloudless.

The golden minarets of the Asamoyed Temple glitter in the sun.

But no one cheered, no one admired such a miracle, and no one even dared to make any noise.

The golden palace gates opened in unison, and the elderly lion priests stepped out of the temple with the support of the accompanying monks, and the white robes were like waves. But everyone looked at the sky and knelt down almost in despair, begging the gods for forgiveness.

On the dark blue canopy.

The white lines of the Tiamat circle were as clear as the magic circle diagram drawn on the blackboard with chalk, but those arc lines of different thicknesses and intertwined with each other, each spanning half the sky and more than tens of thousands of miles in diameter. The lines resemble white trails, coming from light clouds at the far end, across the overhead, and then towards the sky on the other side.

Several vertical lines, connecting to the center of the entire circle, this spectacular scenery can only be witnessed on the clearest days.

But today, such a view is only suffocating to those who view it.

The white circles were colliding in rounds, and they seemed to be translating from the other half of the sky, and although there was not the slightest sound, it could make people's hearts resound like a loud sound like rolling thunder. The magic circle overlapped one by one, and every time it moved, it swept through the canopy of heaven for hundreds of miles, and finally these rotating gears, impartial, were aimed at the Toquinine Fortress.

Pressure descended from the sky.

At that moment, everyone in the whole city involuntarily prostrate down.

It is as if listening to the teachings of the gods.

……

Nimesis looked up.

The buzzing sound was getting louder and louder, and the Knights of the Broken Sword behind were slowly retreating, but at this moment, an indescribable feeling surged in the hearts of several people present. It was as if I had witnessed some indescribable force breaking out of the cocoon, and the last retreating Nimesis and little Pelo turned their heads in unison.

As if suddenly, the light flickered slightly. Everyone saw with their own eyes a faint light pattern gathered from all directions, the speed seemed slow, but it was actually very fast, and little Pelo could judge at a glance that the light pattern was from the vicinity of Violet Fort in the west to Kurk in the east, a range of several hundred miles. But in a blink of an eye. A wave of light hummed across where they were, gathering toward the center of the black complex.

Just in the blink of an eye.

The light patterns are completely gathered together to form a dazzling light cluster.

Then a pillar of light rose straight from the center of the light cluster, and with a 'hum' sound, it directly pierced the clouds in the sky, and the clouds fluctuated like water waves, fluctuating layer by layer. The aftermath alone has already thrilled everyone.

"This ...... It's ......"

……

Kou Hua only touched it lightly with his hand.

There is only a pure white left in the picture, and the white light is centered on the point where the pillar of light falls. In an instant, it spread like a tsunami, spreading over the entire city. Towers, walls, fortresses, and Toquinine's iconic golden minarets were all lost in the blinding light. There were no earth-shattering explosions, no houses collapsing. No screams, no fire. Only a flawless white light remained, as if Martha had descended that little light when the world was born.

After the light.

Toquinine, the fortress of which the lion people are proud, has since been completely erased from this world, and there is no longer a trace of what it once was. And the 34,000 lions, dwarves and halflings who live in the city. All of them are gone. On the grassland of Toquinin, only a deep pit with a diameter of several miles remained, and the smoke in the pit curled up, witnessing the qiē that had happened a few moments ago.

Brando watched in amazement.

God's Judgment, the light element is the fourteen-ring magic channel.

Kou Hua didn't even blink an eye. There is a point pointing to another picture - Wallerz.

"You're crazy!" Brando roared, staring in horror at the other two scenes—Ampesel, Cork.

Princess Griffiin is still in Kurk!

Kou Hua turned his head and looked at it with silver-white eyes that had become emotionless, and asked, "Why do you say that, Mr. Human, aren't you the ones who woke me up?" Her voice echoed through the hall, not a hint of guilt, not a little excited, as if nothing more than that, nothing more.

"It's the believers of the One Society who wake you up, it's our, those people are innocent!"

"The believers of the Society for the Oneness of All Things are also the generation of Black Iron, and they also have the power to decide the fate of the world."

"They're a bunch of scum whose minds have been eroded by the twilight!"

"So, you yourselves have turned yourselves into messengers of ruin." Kou Hua smirked.

"Damn it!"

Brando flew up and slashed at Kou Hua above the platform, but when the blade was still ten feet away from the opponent, it seemed to hit a wall of air with a 'buzz', and the space that was hit vibrated violently, with the touch point as the center, rippling layers of hexagonal light patterns. Kou Hua glanced at him, his left hand moved in this direction, and a round of blazing white static spread around her, and Brando screamed, and was directly bounced out, falling heavily to the ground.

In this way, he lost a quarter of his life.

He immediately gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, but it was at this moment that a hand pressed his shoulder from behind. Even Brando himself didn't notice when Veronica and Mephistopheles had come behind him, and the two Juggernauts put Peya and Yaruta down, and the two siblings probably fell into a coma again in the process of falling, and they still haven't woken up at the moment. The two of them raised their heads at the same time and looked at Kou Hua in the center of the hall, "Brando, what's going on?" Veronica was the first to ask.

"Stop her, she's destroying those cities on the projection, she now controls Milos's body, and she can use Milos's divine power at will!" Brando gasped and immediately replied, relieved to see Veronica and the teacher arrive. Now the strength of the three of them together is not inferior to the entire team of about level 50 in the game.

Veronica recognized Wallerz on the holographic projection at a glance, and her face changed, and she didn't see any movement, and the thin sword in the scabbard was automatically unsheathed and appeared in her hand. Brando glanced at the sword, it wasn't the blue of the sky, it was just a magic sword of high quality. Only then did he realize that the strength of the female legion leader seemed to have grown a little, and he didn't know if the impact of the Trade Wind Ring was due to the Great Demon Tide.

"The true god in his full state?" Mephistopheles frowned and asked.

Hearing this, Brando calmed down.

No, from Kou Hua's words earlier, it was clear that she should still be in harmony with Milos's body, and she was a false god at best. But even a pseudo-god is qualitatively different from mortals, and the layer of light curtain around her is the legendary divine power barrier, and it is impossible for an attack from the mortal world to penetrate this barrier, but damn it, how should this battle be fought? If even Kou Hua himself couldn't attack it, wouldn't that be a one-sided massacre?

No way.

If Kou Hua is really the legendary hidden boss, the god of awakening, Surush, then there must be some flaw.

Brando's eyes narrowed, and he could already see Veronica rushing towards Kouhua, her speed was amazing, like a cyan shadow, and in the blink of an eye, she circled behind Kouhua. She paused there, raised her long sword and staggered left and right in front of her, a cyan dragon had already flown out from the blade, heading straight for Kouhua, but just like Brando's previous attack, the moment the cyan dragon hit the light curtain, a hexagonal grid emerged layer by layer, and the dragon instantly fell apart, and then a static aura bounced off the light curtain, but before the aura could get close to Veronica, it was split in half by the blue sword of the Blue Sword Saint, and it did not affect her in any way.

In the time of a breath, Veronica had already completed her attack and countermeasures, and landed lightly beside Brando, her brows furrowed deeply, "Absolute gap?" She looked at Brando.

Brando nodded.

The absolute gap is the heavenly trench between the power and the divine power between the mortal world, which is the core rule of the Tiamat law - divine power, also known as the absolute law, the power of existence is superior to the law and order. Only the power of existence can affect the gods, and the power of mortals is like a bubble above such a level, no matter how brilliant, but meaningless.

"She is not a true god, how can there be an absolute gap between her and us?" Veronica almost gritted her teeth and asked.

Brando shook his head blankly.

That's true, Kou Hua is not a true god, how can there be an absolute gap. But that divine power barrier was obviously one of the absolute gaps. And even such a thing as an absolute gap has come out, how can this battle be fought? He felt that there must be something wrong, this level of combat could not be prepared for players, he looked around, trying to find that potential flaw, but at this moment, in his heart, there was already another thought.

This is the world task.

The world line in the game is split in two.

The player of the year chose the previous one, but he mistakenly chose the latter one, and the future line has been completely changed.

But whether it is good or bad is unknown.

…… (To be continued......)