Walking out of Sanssouci Palace, Moriarty took Gauguin and others straight out of the royal capital and returned east immediately.

An hour later, he was completely away from the Standwell range, but he saw a flash of light and shadow, and someone suddenly disappeared. But Gauguin, as if he had not seen it, continued to gallop his horse.

At the same moment, within the half-plane, Moriarty's main body rose from the throne. I saw the immeasurable brilliance moving with the ups and downs, life and death, like the first birth of the tide.

At the same time, a dark moon in the sky also showed a vision, which slowly expanded from the original upper wind to form a standard semicircle. And the rhythm that comes out of the moon is more obscure and distant, but it is real, like an endless net, uniting the kingdom of God as a whole. Only the sealed god and demon incarnation remained motionless, clinging to the back of the body, like the deepest shadow.

Once, Moriarty thought that his body would never step out of the kingdom of God again. Because the greatest power of the gods lies in immortality, as long as the body is immortal, everything can be repeated. But unfortunately, Moriarty is not yet a "real" god, and his heart has not been completely extinguished, so he is irrepressibly restless in the face of the rebellion of Hayurna's fall to Fort Forte.

Looking around the half-plane, Moriarty stretched out his hand and a dimensional door was erected in front of him. On the other side of the void, you can faintly see Fort Ford as night fades, and the fierce confrontation between the demon and human armies inside and outside the castle.

Immediately, Moriati entered the door. When the time came, he stood at the corner of Fort Fort's towering walls.

As a god, Moriarty has been able to hide himself completely. Unless he reached level fifteen or above, even ordinary Extreme Dao would not be able to detect him, even if he stood face to face in front of him.

At this moment, the sun is setting in the west and the sunset is half a day, but the earth is blood-colored condensation, shouting and killing the sky.

Tens of thousands of demon warriors, driven by the three great demons, are launching a non-stop fierce attack on the castle from the east, south, and north.

The little demons like the waves of the sea are layered on top of each other, and they don't want to attach themselves to the city. Even if the arrows fall like rain on the head. There are also rocks and rolling logs that continue to be smashed, and they still continue to attack, one after another. There are also a large number of middle-level demon officers filling it, forming a powerful fulcrum, cooperating with high-level powerhouses to attack the vulnerable parts of the city defense exposed from time to time, making the human defense line constantly dangerous.

If it weren't for the presence of two Grand Arcanists in the castle, they would have provided magical support to the defenders with large buff spells one after another. There are also a large number of civilian reserves thrown into the flesh and blood mill at the head of the city, for fear that Fort Ford has been broken.

But what is strange is that fierce battles are raging on the city walls, and there are shouts of killing and even chaotic fires in Fort Ford from time to time.

Could it be that a demon has already stormed the city? Or is the Cult of Light still not fully in control of the situation and is still in the process of purging?

Turning his gaze, Moriarty looked further to the west, the only stretch of the wall that had not been attacked by demons. But just a few kilometers away, a gorgeous palace that seemed to be made entirely of green jade stood strangely, like a summer palace of gods. In the silence, far away from Fort Ford, in the chaos of life and death.

Obviously, such a palace should not have existed next to Fort Ford. The only possibility is that it is actually the embodiment and solidification of some incredibly powerful realm. And to reach this level, the master of the realm is self-evident.

"Blue Moon Emissary..."

Looking at the Qingyu Palace from afar, Moriarty's expression was gloomy.

How powerful the seventeenth level is, from the Lord of Amun who came into contact with it that day, you can know that it is fundamentally the same as the sixteenth level. Of course. Now Moriarty's strength has long been different, and he has rekindled the divine fire with faith and completely opened the godhead. But in the face of the Guardians of the Plane. Caution is still needed.

After a moment, Moriarty withdrew his gaze.

At this time, a wave of demonic attacks returned in vain. The flood demon warriors temporarily retreated and began to regain their strength in preparation for the next siege.

Turning around, the transparent figure floated down. Enter the interior of the castle.

Inside the city, chaos continues, and there are terrible shouts and begs for mercy.

Before Mority walked into a riot, he saw a group of armed soldiers and fanatics besieging more than a dozen civilians, shouting, "Kill the demons!" Slay the demons! ”。

The besieged civilians struggled and pleaded. But he couldn't get the other party's slow hand. In a short time, several people were scattered into the streets.

But at this moment, the black clouds in the sky suddenly drifted away, and moonlight sprinkled down. The strange thing is that the falling moonlight is mixed with a faint cyan, which is no longer bright and transparent.

And under the light of the cyan moon, the civilians who were about to be driven out suddenly wailed in pain. At the same time, sparse scales emerge from their skin, or small curved horns emerge from the top of their heads. However, in the blink of an eye, the original human beings have been seriously demonized, and they have acquired a fierce fighting instinct.

At some silent command, these half-human, half-demon monsters burst into flames and began to fight back against the besieging crowd.

"Not dressed up by demons."

Under the gaze of divine power, all pretense and concealment were useless, and Moriarty could naturally see that those civilians were real human beings, but for some reason they suddenly became demonic. But it was clearly related to the cyan moonlight that fell from the sky.

The half-human, half-demon monster was extremely powerful and fearless of death, and quickly killed and injured several people. Fortunately, the armed sergeants in the team joined forces, cooperated with each other to continuously cut and stab the monster with their swords, and used shield strikes to block it in a small area on the street corner.

After a few more minutes of fierce fighting, the monsters were killed, and one of the sergeants was killed and many were wounded.

"Let's go! Then go to the other neighborhoods and make sure to find out who has been polluted by the demons. ”

After a quick gasp, the lead armed sergeant major beckoned the group and continued off for another street. He also holds a small silver cross in his hand, which emits different light and dark flashes when pointed in certain directions.

Glancing at the half-human, half-demon monster that had fallen to the ground, Moriarty followed the team.

A few minutes later, when they came to a new neighborhood, the silver cross in the sergeant's hand suddenly flashed rapidly, and two figures in front of the cross were huddled on the street corner, seemingly injured.

"Found it, kill these demons!"

The sergeant major immediately shouted and rushed straight forward with the team.

The two figures didn't seem to realize what was happening, and they didn't scream loudly until the sword was close to their bodies, but they were dismembered in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, there was another cyan moonlight that fell on the two corpses.

What is amazing is that the corpse that is obviously no longer alive can also quickly emerge under the blue moon, showing obvious demonic characteristics.

"I see."

Looking at the demonic corpse of the terrifying change, and looking up at the sparse moonlight, Moriarty had already realized.

"Ah, Bishop!"

At that moment, another group of people walked out of the opposite corner. The armed sergeant major immediately raised his knife and was vigilant, but in an instant he fell to his knees with a very respectful expression.

Immediately, the others also bowed down.

"It's her!" Redhead singer 'Pugris! but he became a bishop..."

On the side, the transparent Moriarty looked at the comer, his brows furrowed. (To be continued.) )