The lightsaber was slightly longer than the one-handed sword, and above the dull silver handle was a blade that flowed with reddish-gold light, and it vibrated at a very high frequency, and a sound similar to a magnetic field could be heard when you got closer. Despite being shaped by primordial magic, the lightsaber is not formless and insubstantial, it is made up of similar force fields that make up its shape.

Chen Ang was able to shake away the weapons that were stabbing at him, and stabbed the two paladins into their bodies with the tiny flaws they exposed as their balance was thus disrupted. He used their bodies to block the priest's magic, then stabbed the lightsaber from under his ribs and quickly wiped the throat of the second man.

When the paladin was sliced open along with his plate armor, there was a very subtle force from the hilt of the sword, like a hot knife cutting through butter, but not a drop of blood splattered out. The wound opened by the primordial magic was dehydrated and contracted due to the powerful radiation, and where the plate armor was destroyed, the steel melted slightly, causing the wound under the plate armor to mix with the molten iron.

Theoretically, if the brain is not directly damaged, such a wound will make him struggle for a long time.

Without rapid blood loss and destruction, it is difficult for the injured to die immediately, they will feel the sharp pain coming from the nerves, and they will suffer in this pain until they die. Just like a very cruel punishment - slashing, being cut in half by a lightsaber can cause the injured person to struggle for three days before dying of organ failure.

With the help of priests, it was possible for them to alleviate their suffering, but most still did not escape death. Healing Magic is not very effective against the radiation of primordial magic, and even "healing fatal damage" is difficult to reverse their fate due to radiation sickness. Because the magic energy pollution brought by the lightsaber will make them suffer forever.

Therefore, when Chen Ang was killing, the moment he stabbed into the human body, the hand holding the sword would always be slightly shocked. The primordial magic of high-frequency oscillation quickly destroys the circulation of the human body, so that the enemy dies silently and without pain.

Watching his companion's body fall unconsciously, the next few people roared angrily.

The battle-hardened priest and the paladin worked together exquisitely, and the priest whipped down with a backhand hammer, maximizing the weight of the hammer. But there is still a trace of tenacity hidden in the fierceness, and when it hits, the power suddenly bursts out, and it can smash the enemy into a pulp through a layer of heavy armor. The priest's muscles contracted into small pieces, and the force was as tense as a spring, and the force of the hammer was nearly a thousand pounds when released.

This priest's warrior part-time rank must be very high! Warhammer's restraint on one-handed weapons is also very noticeable.

But Chen Ang was no longer what he used to be, he only distorted the priest's sense of space, and let the war hammer smash on the teammate next to the priest, the flesh exploded like a fireflower, and the right side of the companion in heavy armor was shortened. Blood and flesh splattered from the cracks in the armor. The priest's powerful perception was nothing to mention in the face of the distortion of the Force.

"High Charm Human!" Chen Ang softly read out three words.

His left hand was enveloped in a magical aura, as if he had actually used it. Even though there were many flaws, the interference of the Force made the paladin behind the priest firmly believe in the scene in front of him, and he stabbed his two-handed sword into the priest's back in grief. to get rid of the companions who are 'controlled by the charm'!

But the priest's incredulous look sobered him up.

"No!" The paladin roared in despair, his sword-gripping hand trembling, and he tried to hold on to the priest's crumbling corpse in a panic, but was stopped by the two remaining companions.

"Manipulate corpses!" Chen Ang's voice was still calm. He threw a ball of magic aura onto the priest's corpse, and of course it was the Force that made them see the 'magic aura'. As the two priests watched vigilantly at the corpses on the ground and Chen Ang. The blade of the paladin pierced their hearts from behind.

Chen Ang sighed and said, "The will is uncertain, the force is confused!" Relieved of the paladin's distraction from the Force, he ignored the dejected paladin and walked straight past him. Of all the paladins, the youngest one he had chosen was not like the other middle-aged paladins. He has a wealth of experience and firm beliefs.

He is too young, and passion and conviction are his greatest strengths and his most fatal weaknesses. When his own mistake caused the death of his companion, the holy warrior, who was shaken in his will, made a fatal mistake. Distracted on the battlefield. Not only will you harm yourself, but you will also endanger the lives of your companions.

The sky in Waterdeep was getting darker, and Ilminster could feel that it wasn't a normal night. He found some clues in the shadows of the buildings around him, and in the darkest places, a creepy twist was taking place. His silver fire trembled violently, and the power of the elect warned him.

There was a whisper in his ears, like a lover's sigh and lingering. The voice from the shadows had a power that penetrated deep into his heart, leaving his mind in turmoil. He seemed to hear the names of many memories, their whispers and mutters.

The pervasiveness of the shadows severely affected his will, and Ilminster knew that it was a bad joke by the Night Lady, and that the Shadow Goddess, as Mistra's sworn enemy, did not seem to want to let him go. But he was not afraid of the woman's intrigues and plots, and it was never the first time in his long enough life that such a thing had happened.

What worries him the most is another voice, the voice of the human heart.

He could feel that as Chen Ang approached, this power was growing stronger, and this temptation was gradually polluting his mind, and what really scared him was that he had forgotten 'that thing'. Ilminster couldn't remember, what was tempting him? Where did he put the 'thing' he had forgotten?

"Das. Morgoth! Ilminster's voice echoed in the haze, his momentum like thunder, his voice like a thunderbolt, rolling away, dispelling the fragments of whispers in the shadows.

"Your power is like the abyss, but I can see the dark nature of the stars. It contains warmth and calm, but it also hides real horror and danger, just like those truly ancient legends. Where the light of the gods does not shine, where the stars cannot shine, all your territory is yours! ”

"Why does the darkness encroach on the brilliance of the stars? With your greatness, you should know that all things have their promised place, just as the sun and the moon turn, and the light and darkness alternate. I know that all things will eventually turn to darkness, but the dawn will never sink......" Ilminster eased his breath, stood at the forefront of the wind and rain and looked directly at the lonely shadow, his sonorous voice trembled slightly, and said loudly: "This is the land of dawn promised by the gods, and darkness cannot pass!" ”

The sword battle in Ilminster's left and right hands intersected, and a strong light tore through the sky and the earth, and the thick clouds rolled back, and the sunlight above the dark clouds cast down, staining the Deepwater Castle golden. The magic net stretched and folded freely under his battle, and the sunlight with strong positive energy drove the shadows and darkness far away.

The power of the Calamity Locks was torn open by Mystra's divine power, and the magic net extracted the rolling primordial magic power, blocking, and infecting the power of the Mystery Lock, and the brilliance of at least five gods impacted the Three Rings Mystery Lock together, enveloping the power above the Deep Water Castle.

You may think so, but my knowledge tells me that there was never a Promised Land. Never! Chen Ang's voice seemed to come from a distant place, "Nothing is true, all existence is reasonable. Like one of your Dostoevsky heroes, at the mercy of your nihilistic gods, you do not hesitate to destroy me as if it were a purely sacred act. ”

"However, consider that when the hearts of the world blindly follow the so-called truth of the gods, remember that there is no absolute truth in the world. When the behavior of the world is constrained by divine dogmas or inherent cognitions, remember that any constraint can be broken. Darkness is not born to serve the light, it has come to this world for its own purpose. ”

blasphemous words, causing the wrath of the gods. In the light that tore through the sky, the darkness was like a lonely boat swaying, but it was as solid as a rock, and it was dead against the surging tide of positive energy. Chen Ang seemed to be dismissive of this, and he didn't even look up at the kingdom of the gods shining in the sky, but continued in a calm voice:

"Is the law indiscrepable? Or is that order the truth? ”

"The gods describe to you the reality of this world, and stipulate that all things, even the abyssal hell, are in place in order, and this world is like a set of delicate cogs that operate in fixed rules and order, which even makes you think that this is the world itself! But there is always a deeper truth hidden under the truth, and I never stop chasing the truth and seeking. ”

"When order collapses, when the throne is shaken, when false truths are shattered into ruins, the truer truth is revealed. Because only movement and change can bring us closer to the essence of things. Chen Ang smiled and said: "Remember: everything is false, everything is allowed!" ”

Ilminster felt his own silver fire, and let out the strongest of his rage, which seemed to burn him up, and the sun was overshadowed by the brilliance of the gods.

The gate of Heaven Mountain appeared on the Deepwater Castle, the surging sea of positive energy seemed to be a little out of control, Ilminster felt the swaying of the brilliance of the gods such as Perro, and the brilliant ocean gushed out endlessly from the sky, and at this moment he clearly found that they seemed to have fallen into a clever deception.

Heavenly Mountain was shaking, the violent primordial magic ocean lapping against this plane, and the original power of light and goodness, the Bright Force, hovered at the peak of Heavenly Mountain along the flowing river of souls. Let it become an ocean of light.

At the very heart of the ocean, a mass of the purest light condensed into three gems, tearing parts of the heavenly essence into their form.

Three diamonds with brilliant brilliance fell from the sky! (To be continued......)

PS: Yesterday's!