"On the battlefield, human life is just a number. "Amos the Great had completed the last battle to establish the dominance of the human race, and he sat in the palace and read the last letter of the battle of the century, and looked up and said.

At that moment, the Emperor's gaze passed through the palace, leading to the meteor shower in the sky known as the "Fall of the Gods", so said.

Today, this sentence is condensed into a small battle that took place in the royal city.

Blood had stained the last stretch of the road out of the royal city red, like a scarlet carpet for the road to meet the demons crawling out of hell.

In the corner of this interception, a team of three people kept rushing towards the carriage, but if someone looked closely for a while, they would find that this was a typical lack of effort-

The first man assaulted the nearby cavalry, repeatedly bouncing and tossing and turning, if he found a gap, he would not mind using the machete in his hand that shone with the light of the alchemy inscription to harvest a human life, the heavy armor in front of this machete was like paper paste, a wound that could bring blood rushing wildly, and when a cavalryman with a blessed "strong" engraved shield approached, he would use his strength on the shield to step on the shield and quickly move away.

The other person is completely different from his combat style, from the ground to the cavalry on horseback to attack, not a burly body a battle axe, each blow is full of explosive power, what makes the enemy even more uncomfortable is that his slash can always bring a gust of cold wind, the cavalry whose face has not developed the ability of the first order will shiver every time it collides with the opponent, and even one person and the opponent repeatedly fight more than a dozen times, and the spear is directly frozen into frost, and it is broken into three sections after the last collision.

The last man was always out of the battlefield, and when his companions were gone, a flame would fly out of his left hand, and the ring on his ten fingers would glow red from time to time, as if a snake was flowing into his body along his arm, greatly replenishing his dried-out source power. When an enemy approaches, the bullet from the right-hand revolver doesn't mind tearing through the opponent's body, and the sheer power makes it impossible for the soul to find a complete corpse.

It was Austen, Gottwerney and Davix.

Even if the three of them are at home in this killing field, and even occasionally have nodes ignited, the three of them are always on the edge, and even if they are about to approach the carriage, they will quickly retreat, as if they regard this place as a grinding for ignition nodes.

The temporary subordinates of the three people who were arranged did not know where they had gone for a long time, and only the woman in white in the "black and white companion" was still hiding on the side to survive, occasionally harvesting lives in the shadows, while the other party's Will was becoming more and more courageous, and the speed of the whole team was also raised, and the killer had come to the vicinity of the city gate, but he could not organize an effective blockade.

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the retreat in each other's eyes.

The mission is a mess, but the three of themselves can't change the tide of the battle, and risking your own life for someone else's purpose is definitely not Austin's way of doing things.

It's a big deal to return the few weapons you have in hand, and then take old Wolf to the wilderness to avoid the limelight, von Lantlin who has met him can't always find his own trouble for the failure of the mission, even if he kills people, he must first find a few traces of people in the wilderness. Austin already had a plan in mind.

At this time, he didn't know that in the hearts of the big guys, there was a creature called "scapegoat".

The three of them slowly retreated outward, and found that many people had begun to have the same plan as themselves.

The collapse of the tide of battle is often instantaneous.

Will had already felt the change in the situation, the sword light flashed, and the divergent source power turned into countless sharp blades, cutting the surrounding enemies into broken flesh.

The killers didn't expect Will's outburst for a moment, and they were startled and subconsciously backed away to make way for the convoy.

Will was overjoyed, and a hint of fatigue unconsciously flowed from his eyes - the battle against the axe-wielding giant had already hurt his vitality, and the high-load battle and endless variables that had been completed had made the originally resolute man also begin to feel low on energy, and the shot that shattered Fragg kept him on his toes.

Unaware that Von Lantrin had left, he constantly used his danger perception ability to scan everywhere he could see, so that he could react at the first moment.

However, at this moment, the gates that had been open closed without warning!

The city gate, which originally combined steam power and mechanical power, fell with a bang in an instant, and the huge roar and vibration caused the surrounding houses to collapse in an instant, cracks radiated on the ground, and the entire convoy of horses was frightened in the dust.

The astonishing change made Will, who had experienced a hundred battles, temporarily blank in his mind, and hurriedly pacified the war horse, wandering in front of the closed city gate, looking at the killer who gradually surrounded him, his face was pale, and his tightly pursed lips were bitten out of blood.

The gate of the Apocalypse that never fell fell almost out of control, almost a miracle, and the person who could complete it in an instant, there was only one person in the entire royal city, he was the embodiment of God walking in the world, because in a sense, he was the god of this world!

Will looked up at the tower, towering in the clouds, with no peak in sight, the closest thing to heaven in the distance.

"You did it yourself, my Pope. ”

Will licked his chapped lips, the fear of death had completely dissipated, and finally the royal family was still a loyal believer in the Holy See of Seamoth, and he could see that the old man who only lived in the legend took action in person, and the object was still himself, even if he was gently erased like an ant, he would die without regrets.

Will didn't realize that the moment he looked at the Tower of Eternity, a belief even crazier than a fanatic believer appeared in his heart, like the hottest fire, and like the most violent poison, constantly corroding his heart.

If he looked up at this time, he would find that although the sun was still hot in the distance, there were black clouds above the convoy, and pieces of lightning were like silver dragons cruising in the dark clouds, and then dissipated between heaven and earth, but no matter how fierce the electric light was, there was silence under the clouds, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

An old man's face gradually formed in the dark clouds, kindness and hideousness were perfectly interpreted in this face, and the huge face looked down on everything in the world, like a father walking in heaven, ready to inflict the harshest divine punishment on the rebels.