Step 2: Action ......

Diralda walked silently down the dark road, his eyes flashing with caution and caution, and he felt compelled to praise the clergy for their ability to organize and react quickly...... Because in the short period of time after the first explosion, Cloudsdale quickly took control of the situation, they pacified the panicked believers, and strengthened the defenses and martial law.

Tut......

Thinking of the scene during the day, Dirada felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, and in his opinion, the plan that should have been perfect for the first time had failed...... He envisioned that after the explosion, the panicked crowd would flee in panic and terror, and that massive shovings and stampedes would erupt in the instinct of escape, and that Yan's casualties would create an atmosphere of panic and despair in the sky above Cloudsdale, providing the best opening to this large-scale joint operation of the Temple—but he failed.

He misestimated the ability of the clergy to act, and he underestimated the faith of the faithful in the Holy See, and when the clergy appeared, all fears and worries dissipated invisibly...... But the same mistake he won't make a second time.

Walking silently on this uninhabited path, Dirada sneered in his heart - the priests are now roaring to impose martial law throughout the city to protect important believers and people...... Although they have commendable ability to act and organize, they lack sufficient knowledge of the art of exploding, so how can they guess my next plan of action?

The true art of explosion never takes killing and injuring life as the ultimate goal, killing people is only a method and process, and the ultimate goal is to spread fear. Undermine the prestige of those in power and shake the hearts of the people...... It's a pity that the whole city in the clouds. No one could understand the art and meaning of the explosion, so they couldn't tell what he was going to do.

Thought I was dormant in the dark. Trying to kill more people with more explosions? Then you couldn't be more wrong.

Of course...... It is true that I can keep going out and kill more and more people, but the more I do it, the more likely it is that the flaws will be exposed, and the easier it will be for the clergy to be discovered, and at that point, even the most pedantic and good clergyman will not mind slashing him to death with a sword, not to mention that the clergy who captured him is likely to be the notorious Blackfriar.

I'm not afraid of death.

Dirada said to herself.

But I can't die now...... I will live to at least the day of Advent to witness the explosion of the light that destroys the miè - the destruction of this holy city with a powerful alchemy bomb. And from the spiritual level, it destroys the foundation and faith of the Holy See in the world, and liberates the entire human race of Nollen from the shackles of faith...... What better way in this world could be to interpret the ultimate art of explosion than this splendid ruining miè? It will even rewrite the entire history and pattern of mankind!

So, I'm going to try to live until that day...... Witnessing this splendid explosion, the ultimate destruction of miè, the moment when this bright holy city was annihilated in brilliant glory, will be the best time of my life, the most memorable eternity!

Dirada's eyes flashed with unparalleled fanaticism...... With excitement, he saw the purpose of his trip.

The second floor is one of the main residential areas of the Holy City. Not only are there a large number of urban planned buildings, but also huge suburbs and green spaces, and the service and entertainment industries are extremely developed, and the landmark here is the Frewin Amphitheater, a 30,000-square-meter oval arena with a five-storey, 76-metre wall. It can accommodate hundreds of thousands of spectators at the same time, whether it is a circus performance, an opera or a concert. There are also the most popular Twelve Priesthood competitions, which always attract all kinds of eyes...... It brings countless smiles and joy to the inhabitants of the Holy City. It is one of the iconic buildings of the Holy City, and its place in people's hearts can be imagined.

And Dirada is aiming for this massive arena...... If such a magnificent building collapses in a splendid explosion. It must have been a very shocking spectacle - and the destruction of the amphitheater was a shock to both the clergy and the papal see...... If the magnificent arena in memory suddenly turns into a pile of ruins, how will those who love and are familiar with it feel?

They will be surprised, sad, and then angry...... But if such things happen one after another, and no one can stop them, soon this anger will turn into confusion and panic, then into fear, and finally into indifference - this is the plan of the Temple, and the disciples of the Temple will destroy the defense line of the hearts of the people of Cloudsdale with repeated attacks and destruction of the Miè for half a month before the explosion of the Light of Destruction, so that the people of this city will be completely driven into fear and madness!

So this time...... It's definitely not going to fail this time.

He is an interpreter of the art of explosions, an expert in explosions.

Dirada restrained her breath, blocked out her footsteps and breathing with a spell, and walked along the long road in the direction of the Frewin Amphitheater, where the huge circular building loomed in the darkness, like a giant beast sleeping in the night, with no one around, and it was eerily quiet - due to the terrible nature of the bombings during the day, a large number of priests were transferred to residential areas for focused monitoring and defense, and suburban areas like this one were not inhabited, The clergy who normally stationed here were rightfully transferred to other areas.

Stupid thoughts, pathetic human ......

Laughing at the stupidity and incompetence of the clergy, Dirada quietly came to the bottom of the Colosseum, looking up at the wall tens of meters high, satisfied with his goal...... The scene of destroying such a magnificent building, which collapsed due to structural destruction, must have been so beautiful and impressive that he could not bear it anymore.

So let's get moving......

The disciples of the temple silently flew to the top of the arena on the fifth floor, and the tentacles of spiritual power quietly extended, sweeping the entire arena - the only living person breathed heavily and irregularly, and the amplitude of mental fluctuations was weaker than that of ordinary people, it should be an old man who was serving as a janitor here......

Luckily he was asleep...... Killing an old man without threat with his own hands was not a pleasant thing to do, and he was still in a wonderful sleep. Lay in ruins with the Colosseum.

Dirada muttered in her heart, looking down from the top of the arena over what was actually an oval-shaped arena. The vision and experience of the explosive artist led him to immediately generate a demolition plan in his mind, where to plant what type of explosives. Adjustment of power, positioning of blasting direction...... This qiē is very particular, not a random stack of burst crystals and flame burst scrolls.

After making a mental draft, the temple disciples decided to get to work.

He first came to the outer ring of the column cloister on the ground floor, which was one of the foundations that supported the Colosseum...... One of the structures that was bound to be destroyed, the Templars crouched down, took out a Flame Scroll from the middle of their coat, carefully attached it to the pillar, and poured out two Thunderstorm Stones the size of a grain of rice from the tobacco box in their pockets—these small Thunderbolt Crystals specially treated by Deidara had the ability to activate the ignition of a specific scroll. After receiving Deidara's magic signal, he will release his own lightning magic to trigger the activation mechanism of the scroll, which is a commendable skill he has mastered by himself.

After attaching the two Thunderstorm Stones to the trigger mechanism of the Flame Blasting Scroll, the Templar Disciple gathered his magic power at his fingertips and gently pointed at the Thunderstorm Stone—activating the little thing that allowed him to ......

However, the moment he activated the Thunderstorm Stone, a wave of magic power suddenly rose from behind him!

The Templar disciples reacted extremely quickly, and immediately arranged a layer of arcane shield, and Dirada did not look back, and the Wind Movement was activated. The wind howled, instantly bringing him two meters away - at this moment, the explosion artist turned around, and his hands had gathered a red sphere of flames, faintly exuding a tyrannical power: "Who is it!" ”

After seeing the source of the magic fluctuations. He was slightly stunned.

An oddly shaped instrument...... But it must have been the Magic Instrument, for it was suspended in the air, and an artificial ruby at the tip of the instrument looked like an eyeball. Pointing in his direction, it seems to be staring at him. Before Deidara could react, he heard the magic device suddenly let out a righteous shout: "Sigma! What do you want to do with this dog-day bunny! ”

…… Sigma? Who's Sigma!

Dirada felt the name familiar...... But this is not the time to think about it. Without thinking, the Templar Disciple threw the large fireball in his hand at the strange magic device!

But the fireball flew out less than two meters, and a force suddenly poked out in the void, pumping the fire element in this area clean, under the effect of the law of elemental siphoning, the spell structure of this large fireball collapsed layer by layer, and finally turned into a blazing flame, which was sucked clean by another magic instrument flying in the air - this magic instrument also seemed to be equipped with an echo playback device, and shouted in the same righteous words: "Sigma! You're deliberately destroying the Academy's magician property! Want to be hung up with a street lamp again? ”

So who's Sigma! Dry!

The sudden appearance of the magic guidance device made Diralda confused, but it did not prevent the temple disciples from judging the terrible shape of the moment—although he was only discovered by two inexplicable magic devices, he still revealed his whereabouts! So, the most important thing to do now is ......

Run!

Dirada's eyes sharpened, he pulled off his trench coat and shook it vigorously, more than a dozen condensed and processed burst crystals flew out, the temple disciples stretched out their fingers, and the telekinesis was activated, and these extremely unstable explosives were driven by invisible forces, and they flew into the air one after another, slamming into these two magic instruments in a dazzle!

But the wind was howling, and three more magic instruments flew crookedly, and in the void, the elemental spirits were driven by various invisible forces, and these magic instruments interfered with the elemental trajectory with various obscure but effective magic rules, easily suppressing the instability of these dozen or so burst crystals to a minimum, and at the same time, the extremely noisy sound sounded from the speaker device of these evil sect magic instruments.

"Your grandmother's two-legged two is a bear child! How dare you resist? "It's vulgar.

"Sigma, don't mess around, let's run...... You won't be able to run away in a while. "Knowing is reasonable, moving is emotional.

"Sigmar, do you want to start a war again! If you don't blow up the, you won't die, why don't you always understand! ”

Explode...... What to fry!?

Diralda felt like he was hallucinating, but the next moment he felt that he shouldn't dwell on these boring questions, and the increasing number of magic instruments around him sent chills through his heart, and the voices kept chattering and talking, no more than counting, educating, intimidating, and mocking...... And it's all about the person "Sigma".

The Temple disciples suddenly felt that this man named Sigma ...... It seems to be very pitiful.

Anyway...... I can't stay in this evil place anymore! Who knows if these magic instruments will send any information out, maybe in a few moments, a large number of priests will rush over!

Thinking of this, Dirada no longer hesitated, he immediately rose into the sky, rushed out of the arena, and performed the wind movement technique, sweeping towards the darkness in the distance as fast as possible...... But soon, he had to stop.

Because a man stood in his way.

This person's expression was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he looked like he wanted to find fault and fight.

"You ......" Diralda glanced at him, relieved.

First of all, very young...... Such a young person, at most, is a mid-level mage, and he is not a big threat.

Secondly...... He's a necromancer.

Know that at least one-third of a necromancer's combat power depends on their necromantic minions - this is Cloudsdale, and if a necromancer summons an undead spirit here, no matter how justified the reason, it will be regarded as a grave sin to desecrate the Holy City by the ruthless Blackfriars and the radical Greyfriars...... Moreover, the bright and fertile soil of Cloud City has an innate suppressive effect on the power of the necromantic attribute, so in this way, the combat power of the necromancer in front of him in Cloud City will be weakened by at least fifty percent.

With the power of an explosion artist and high-level mage, I have too much advantage to face this mid-level necromancer whose strength has been reduced by fifty percent! You can't lose at all!

Deidara, who was relieved, suddenly felt arrogant in her heart, accelerated again, and rushed to the necromancer in front of her: "Since you have seen my appearance...... That's going to kill you! But as compensation for you, I'll let you die under the power of my pride - feel the art of exploding! ”

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PS1: Hmm...... There is another thing, I saw the squirrel, which is the author of the mad lich, and I think it is...... Feed! What kind of squirrel are you! It's obviously a rat tank, hey!

ps2: At that time, the squirrel didn't know the road, called me and asked me how to go, I said you take the subway to the sports center and then call to the Suiyuan community, he couldn't hear clearly on the phone, asked, which Sui, how to write? I'll answer right away - it's the spike of the magic spike subtitle group! Ah, after that...... I always feel a faint sadness (distant eyes).

PS3: What's even more sad is ...... The squirrel seems to understand it in seconds.

PS4: It's disgusting to be a dead house (nodding). (To be continued......) R1292