His voice echoed between heaven and earth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His realm exploded in an instant.

His will, through the starry sky.

His command, to shoot down the sun.

His power to crush the moon.

His killing intent disintegrated the continent.

His eyes tore the sky.

His roar shattered the abyss.

Chaos wailed, darkness was extinguished, and the temple of Yama was instantly reduced to ruins.

The sword of order slashes every living thing in the world.

This is divine punishment, and this is the last command given by the gods when they abandon this dark world.

There is no darkness, no chaos, and the shadow of everything will disappear, because the world itself has reached the end of its life.

Fight, holy sword of heaven.

Shatter, the world connected to hell.

Forbidden Spell, Elegy of the Gods.

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On the morning of February 17, Showa 8, the sun was shining, and when the people of Blood Yang City were hastily preparing for the city defense battle with the belief of death under the leadership of the ghost slayer, a huge noise from the north of the city interrupted the movements of everyone here, and then, a pillar of light almost brighter than the sun rose from the north of the city, and after three large fireballs exploded in the sky in a row, a huge mushroom cloud covered the sky to the north.

In an instant, the windows of all the buildings in Blood Sun City were shattered into wooden strips, and some unstable things were directly shaken into the sky, and then fell, injuring many boatmen. The Black Blood River started from the harbor and roared as if it were boiling, splashing a large amount of water into the interior of the docked ships. Just after the explosion took a breath, a series of landslides occurred in the Asura Mountains on the northwest side of Blood Yang City, and the landslides cracked for a while, and the scene was particularly shocking, but I don't know how many miserable people in those mines can be left. After that earth-shattering bang, a fire burned outside the castle and could almost illuminate the entire city, and standing on top of the tallest building in the Togofu, you could vaguely see the scene of the fire engulfing the wooden camp. The flame was not red, but pure gold, and it looked like a holy flame from above. Within the first breath after the explosion, he hurriedly sent someone outside the city to investigate the news, and just by intuition, he could roughly determine that the location where such a tragic disaster occurred was the Eight Banners Camp of Jianzhou Nu'er.

The young lady of Blood Yang City formed a death squad, and without hesitation, she sneaked out of the north gate and groped towards the enemy's lair.

The various counties and towns on the thirty-mile road around Xueyang City all felt the huge wind and vibration passing through the air to varying degrees, and dozens of people were injured at one time. In all places within a hundred miles of Blood Yang City, a pillar of light could be seen rising from the sky, and then a huge black cloud was raised, and for a time there were countless panicked people, kowtowing to pray for forgiveness from the heavens, and there was an endless stream of people who burned incense and prayed for blessings in the temples. Half a year after this incident, various versions have been circulated, what gods descend to earth, what evil gods are reborn, what heavenly punishments, what meteorites fall from the sky, and even some say that immortal weapons were born.

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Nalan Dieluo, who was rushing towards the wooden gate of the camp at full speed, was completely white in front of him, and then he lost all his sight, and he seemed to hear a very loud sound, and then he could no longer hear any sound. He felt a huge flying storm blowing, and he used the wind to block it, but the next second, he felt as if he was moving forward in cast iron, no matter how he took steps, no matter how hard he exerted, it seemed that he was only spinning in place, and he did not advance a single cent. He trudged through the sheer whiteness, but he could never reach the end, he could not see, he could not hear, he could only rely on his sense of wind and geomagnetism, and walked in the direction that he thought was ahead.

He walked and walked, walked for a while, but still did not feel that he had come to the camp, he hurriedly took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, sat down, gathered the wind of the whole body to breathe, to recover, at this time he felt pain, only to feel a burning pain on his skin, as if he had just crawled out of the fire, he did not feel the discomfort in his muscles and bones, so he thought that the injury was not too serious, he just sat down to breathe, hoping that the swallowed pill could repair his body faster.

There was a strong wind blowing around, so he couldn't condense the poly element, so he could only breathe while waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect. I don't know how long it has been.

Nalan Diro heard a loud rumbling sound in his ears, and felt his eyes tingle, and an irregular black shadow appeared in a pure white, shaking wildly, his skin was still painful, but the itching from his eyes and ears showed that his sight and hearing were recovering. He breathed for a while, the sound in his ears disappeared, only the faint sound of the wind, and after a while, the scene in front of him, as if slowly seeping out of the white mist, unfolded in front of him little by little.

The ruins and broken walls, the broken rice and rotten grains, the black scorched marks, and the slightest sound.

This is the Eight Banners military camp he is looking for.

The watchtower in front of the camp did not even have a pedestal, only a large black hole in the ground. There was nothing left of the walls of the camp except for three or two charred wooden stakes. Nalan Diero stood up blankly, and walked into the camp step by step, all he saw was tattered tents, charred corpses, and pools of solidified molten iron, but nothing else.

He simply couldn't find anything complete at all.

There was no human voice in the camp, not even the sound of his own breathing. He stopped, crouched down, knelt down, and looked at a charred corpse, nay, three-sevenths to be exact, whose face had long since been burned into a mass of unrecognizable goo, and the only thing that could be slightly identified on the corpse was a golden three-ring pattern on a sleeve.

Jianzhou is the yellow flag, the third-class divine sword guard.

That is, among the Jianzhou slave soldiers, the most powerful warriors are the main force that charges into battle, and the Jianzhou cavalry formation they form is invincible in the world.

At the moment, however, they are just a pile of scattered rags.

He looked up into the distance, there was nothing, only a complete mess, no need to go any further, there was no point, because no one survived.

A hundred paces away behind him, there were many figures silently rushing out, looking at him, looking at the only living person in the entire blood pool hell, no one spoke, no one laughed, no one shouted, "Blood Yang City has won!" Because there is no meaning, because in this war, it is not the residents of Blood Yang City who defeated the Jianzhou Iron Cavalry, but a person, a person without Gangfeng, a person without identity, a person who has been rejected and erased by the world itself, a person who has been ridiculed and despised by the world, and the strongest cavalry on the earth is destroyed by raising his hand!

Forbidden spell madness, for the first time on the Wind Source Continent, in the Wind Source Universe, shows the horror of its full form.

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Nalan Diero stood up and laughed, laughing like crazy, or rather, he had already gone mad.

"Hahahahaha

"Let's take a look! Satisfied! You have trampled on me, you have assassinated me! You have practiced with each other, fought with each other, and obtained the position of the emperor, what is the use! The Eight Banners Army is gone! The pillars of the Jianzhou slaves are gone! The Eight Banners Army is gone! The Jianzhou slaves, what are you going to fight with the Harlan nobles in the north? What are you going to do to split the territory and seal the territory? What is the use of this position you are fighting for?"

He laughed miserably, leaving behind cloudy pale yellow tears, which were not grief-stricken blood tears, but tears of desperation: "It's over, Jianzhou is over, the southern expedition failed, everything has to be blamed on Jianzhou's head! No, no, can't, can't be blamed on my head! No! I have suffered so many years in the Zhenghuang Banner, this time, I won't be a scapegoat!" Nalan Diluo lowered his arm and clenched his fists: "Silver-haired man! You come out for me! Silver-haired man! Come out for me! Come out for me! Let me die for a clear understanding!"

He roared, perhaps the last sentence had some effect, and the figure of Silver Dust slowly emerged from the void.

"Do you want a duel?" Yinchen's face did not change, in fact, he made up his mind to escape, and as soon as the forbidden spell was issued, his magic power was far away, and his current mana reserves were less than one-sixth of what he was in his heyday. Let him fight a person whose strength reserve is two small levels higher than his own, and it is unreasonable for him to win.

"No, you just have to make it clear!" Nalan Diero spoke as fast as a machine gun.

"What did you say?" Silver Dust raised an eyebrow.

"Are you from the southern kingdom? Have you mastered some powerful evil arts? Answer me, give me an understanding! We, the people of the great god of the founding of the state, cannot be defeated in such an inexplicable way!" Nalan Diluo yelled nervously, seriously, he killed his 3,000 elite soldiers in an instant, he confessed, and destroyed his strongest army of 46 escorts in an instant, he gritted his teeth and endured it, and in an instant he blasted a city tower to the ground, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and could barely think that it was some kind of ancient secret spell, but at this moment, the 80,000 army was killed cleanly, how can you call him a warrior who practices divine skills? !

He couldn't figure it out, he didn't believe it, but the facts in front of him smashed into his field of vision.

"It's very simple, just two words. Silver Dust said coldly, for such a desperate person, he showed extraordinary cruelty: "Your entire tribe is defeated by these two words. ”

"What?" asked Nalan Diero, following closely.

"Slaughter the city!" Silver Dust roared, his voice so loud that it almost scared those Blood Yang City teenagers a hundred steps away.

"You!" Nalan Diero's face turned red, and he roared angrily, "Do you still want to entertain me now?"

"Nope. Yinchen suddenly lowered his voice and said softly: "I'm serious, I just did this because I couldn't get used to these behaviors of your Jianzhou slaves, anyway, you can still live if you do evil, but you can't live if you do it yourself." Silver Dust said, his gaze suddenly darkening. It seemed to penetrate Nalan Dieluo's entire person, looking into the unknown distance.

"Slaughtering the city, humiliating prisoners of war, ** girl from a good family, you have done too many things, and you feel that you are used to it, and it is a matter of course, but these things are not tolerated by heaven after all!

Silver Dust's voice was very empty, like a prophecy, and Silver Dust's expression was very numb, as if he had been brainwashed by something fixed there, but his words at this moment had become the truth he had practiced all his life. He doesn't know what right and wrong are, what good and evil positions he is, he only knows that if he commits a crime against humanity, he will be punished at the level of anti-humanity!

He knew that relying on a mouth, relying on persuasion and education, he would not be able to make the people of the Wind Source Continent understand what the Geneva Convention was and what was the morality of all mankind within a hundred years, he only knew that only by using force, magic, and slaughtering that was crazier than slaughter could he teach the world, those high-ranking and powerful people who were also muddy, everything had a degree, everything was paid, don't think that the power is monstrous, you can do whatever you want!

When the world had kings, there were assassins. When power and military power can dominate all laws, moral rules, and even distort justice, then the slaughterer, who is even more terrible than the military power, will suddenly come.

"Don't leave anything to chance at any time. After Yinchen put down this sentence, he turned away.

He doesn't care if Nalan Diluo understands it or not, he doesn't care if Nalan Diluo is willing, he doesn't care, all the people who don't care about the lives of these ordinary people, he Yinchen doesn't care about their lives, their sadness when they are at the end of their rope. Nalan Diluo is a prince, one of the most powerful people in the Jianzhou tribe, he can be described as high on weekdays, such a high-ranking person, in the eyes of the common people, in the eyes of the young people in the Blood Yang City behind him, is naturally special, his end of the road naturally makes people feel a tragic sympathy, but Yinchen can't feel such sympathy, because Nalan Diluo in his eyes, and those men who died in humiliation on the wooden shelf, and those girls who died tragically, in his eyes, people's rights have always been the same, people only create value, only distant and close relatives, never their own value at all。

In Yinchen's eyes, a social system that divides people into three, six, nine and so on, that is, a barbaric primitive society, deserves to be enslaved by the strong people from the interstellar civilization, the whole race