“…… Then we will find that the density of the soul particles decreases with time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info is somewhat similar to energy radiation, but its energy level decreases while the energy level of the surrounding soul particles does not increase......"

“…… According to the law of conservation of energy and mass, it must be converted into some other energy or matter that we cannot observe for the time being, but for our current level of science and technology, what it will become can only be speculated by thought experiments, of course, the direction of solving the problem has been pointed out, and the rest depends on the efforts of your generation......"

On the podium, the bespectacled priest paused when he said this, suddenly took off his glasses and wiped them, looking at the sky outside the window, not just talking to himself or to anyone:

“…… But there's no time left......"

"Bell bell bell ......"

When the class bell rang, the priest slowly wiped his glasses with the corner of his clothes and put them back on, and took one last look at the end of the classroom, where there was a girl sleeping in class, until the class bell rang, she hadn't woken up, which made the priest frown slightly, slowly took the things, and walked out of the classroom with the surging students.

Normally, when the priest got out of class, he would follow the path to the small garden to sit, but today he was not in the mood to sit at all, and climbed the stairs alone to the highest point of the tower, looking condescendingly at the entire prosperous city of holy light.

“…… Humanity is going to be destroyed after all, and all this actually started in my hands...... Hehe, hehehe......"

The bespectacled priest suddenly laughed, but the way he laughed was worse than crying.

"Drip ......"

"Communication Access."

Suddenly, the glasses priest's communicator rang, and the glasses priest's face suddenly turned pale, and his trembling hands tried to pick it up, but it was as if he had touched an invisible wall, and he couldn't make up his mind to press it.

"Didi ......"

The communicator kept urging him, obviously it was only a dozen seconds, but for the Eye Priest, it seemed like hundreds of years...... However, he finally pressed it.

“…… Ziz ...... How is it so long!? ”

A majestic voice rang out over the communicator.

“…… I ......"

"That's it! No need to explain! Put the 'seed' down at 11 o'clock and complete the task, and your daughter will be waiting for you in the cathedral in perfect condition. You are not the only 'seeder' in the entire City of Light, and the reason for choosing you is nothing more than that your position happens to be vacant. You can think about it, you are your own person when you complete the task obediently, and in the future, not to mention eating and drinking spicy food, at least it is no problem to survive. As long as you and your daughter live well, what does it matter to you what the others do? You're right? ”

The majestic voice first threatened, then slowly threatened.

"No, I've never wavered." The bespectacled priest froze and clenched the seed in his hand.

"It's better to be so, Ziz ......"

Communication is disconnected.

The eyes of the priest became firm.

"yes, as long as she can continue to live, I can do anything...... Humans can't defeat God anyway! I'm just doing trivial work...... There are so many people who sow seeds, and I am not missing a ......"

"That's why you betrayed the church?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind the priest.

"Who!?"

As soon as the eyed priest turned around, he saw that the girl who had been sleeping in the last row had appeared behind him at some point.

"It turned out to be you...... What do you know about a stinky little girl!? It's not me who betrayed the church! It's the church that betrayed me, you!! ”

The eyed priest roared excitedly, "My career, my daughter...... If I don't do what the church says, everything will be ruined! ”

"......," the girl was silent for a moment, "as long as you hand over the 'seed', I can let you go." ”

"Impossible! You won't make it! You don't even know how ...... they are."

The glasses priest roared excitedly, but before he could finish speaking, an arrow suddenly plunged into his chest.

"It's for the sake of you that I'm my teacher, so I gave you a chance." The girl shook her head regretfully, walked to the side of the Eyed Priest with her unpretentious longbow, stepped on his chest and pulled out the arrow.

"Uh-uh...... Poof......"

The priest squirted out a mouthful of rich blood, his eyes filled with confusion and anger, and the bright red blood slowly faded under him, and his expression froze.

The girl bent down and carefully removed a seed with fleshy thorns from the priest's hand.

When it fell into the girl's hand, it was even struggling frantically, swinging the flesh thorn and frantically trying to pierce the girl's palm.

"Bang."

The girl clenched her fists, and then threw a ball of black charcoal on the ground.

Right now......

"Boom ......"

A loud explosion could be heard in the distance, followed by the sound of buildings collapsing, and the sound of people frantically criing for help.

The Thorns of Death rose from the ground, and both pedestrians and buildings were torn apart like paper in front of the huge Thorns of Death, as if the end of the world was coming again.

"It's better to let them succeed." The girl muttered to herself, "But it's inevitable. ”

"Big sister! The eldest sister ......"

"Ahh You're here! That's great! Quick, let's go...... The entire City of Light is in chaos! Death thorns everywhere...... This is a Grey Mist Riot! Let's find a place to hide! ”

The young man dressed as an aristocrat hurried to the balcony and was relieved to see the girl.

But when he saw the corpse on the ground, he was shocked.

"This ...... Is he a rand priest? The aristocratic young man looked shocked, "You...... You killed him? How is this a good ......?"

“…… Hey, yes, the research castle is cleared. The girl didn't pay any attention to him, and said to herself into the air.

“…… Ziz ...... Ziz ...... Well done, A3 point clearing failed, clear to clean ...... Ziz ......"

In the air, there was a sound mixed with noisy radio waves.

"Understood." The girl turned off the old-fashioned communicator and glanced at the aristocratic young man lightly, "Go to your family's shelter......

As she spoke, a card popped up from the girl's fingertips.

"Holy Wing."

On the girl's card ring, the six soul crystals were extinguished at the same time, and then a pair of white wings stretched out behind the girl, and a huge wind pressure was formed after a few slight beats, blowing the girl's dress and making the young man's clothes hunt.

“…… Hide well. ”

"Hula ......"

The white wings carried a strong wind, and the figure of the girl who flapped her wings a few times had already flown into the distance, leaving only a faint sentence to hide in the wind.

In an instant, the girl's angelic figure appeared in the place where the thorns of death were raging.

Here you can vaguely see her pull out a carved arrow and put it on the string and slowly pull it open......

…… Then, a ray of light as dazzling as the rising sun connected from the girl's hand to the distant thorn of death.

The ground trembled beneath his feet, but fortunately, the foundation of the castle was very strong, and it was not life-threatening except for a slight tremor.

"Young Master...... She...... This Susan...... Is it really her? But how did she become so strong? Another richly dressed middle-aged man approached the aristocratic young man and asked.

"Genius and resources." The young man looked at Susan's back and shook his head with a sigh, "That kind of people's world is not something we can understand...... After all, she's a holy marksman......"

"What!? She!?? The middle-aged man looked shocked.

"Hmm. The play is over, it's time for us to go. The aristocratic youth whispered, "The rest is not something we can participate in. Find a place to wait for them to decide the winner. ”

The aristocratic young man took two steps, suddenly paused, and sighed: "...... Although there has been vague news mentioned before...... But I really didn't expect it...... It turns out that the Council is really the backer of the Shadow Church......"

"Let's go, young master, it's too late if you don't leave. Whether it's the Church of Light or the Church of Shadows, it's all immortals fighting and mortals suffering......"

"yes...... I didn't expect the so-called Immortal City of Holy Light to become like this. The aristocratic young man shook his head and followed in the footsteps of the middle-aged man.

……

The confluence of the Orc Plateau and the Grey Mist Forest.

An endless wind howled, mingled with the cacophony of Olakill's shouts.

"Euler, Ola, Ola, Ola!"

"Die, die, die!"

"Trash, miscellaneous fish, maggots!"

“……”

Opposite to his roar was a dragon that kept falling from the sky.

Once upon a time, for this small village on the edge of the Orc Plateau, the dragon had always been a nightmare in everyone's mind. Not only does it continue to appear in myths and legends, but it has even formed a variety of religions that worship dragons.

Of course, these small religions do not have the power and knowledge of shamans who can directly produce shamans, let alone powerful chiefs with charisma and leadership.

These religions offer neither protection nor knowledge, and some even take advantage of the opportunity to make money, but they have survived for only one fundamental reason: the fear that is ingrained in the hearts of every ordinary orc.

Yes.

Faith and fear.

And today, their faith and fear have collapsed at the same time.

In front of the pigtailed little orcs, a huge dragon head countless times larger than their house fell from the sky and fell to the ground, smashing the ground into a huge blood puddle.

Splashes of blood stained large swaths of farmland red, and the pigtails were so shocked that they lost their ability to speak, staring at the sky with wide eyes.

"The wind is everywhere!"

Olakire's roar echoed through the air.

"Maggots who steal the majesty of the gods! Die!! ”

At first, it was just a small white air mass, but in the middle of Olaquil's gestures, the white air mass turned into an air blade, and it grew sharply larger, forming a huge chasm that could split through the clouds and even tear the entire canopy apart, and the huge divine dragon was like a slurry breadworm under a kitchen knife in front of those fissures.

Chen Yin stood on the ground, silently looking at everything in the sky, holding a huge purple crystal in his hand with a heavy face.

Just now, a trumpet dragon sneakily flew on the edge of the dragon group, and was very active when it attacked it, but it was just pretending, in fact, when all the surrounding dragons rushed up, this trumpet dragon would sneak away from the edge of the battlefield.

In this way, this guy kept stealing and playing tricks all the way, and finally flew to Chen Yin's side without Orakir noticing.

Chen Yin's first reaction was, of course, to shoot an arrow.

But when the arrow was deeply inserted into the scales of the divine dragon, the divine dragon only gave Chen Yin a strange look, and then continued to fly towards him defenselessly!

Such a situation is simply inexplicable, but for Chen Yin, there is no need for curiosity or pity, and several arrows keep shooting at this trumpet dragon, but it has no intention of dodging or counterattacking, so it has been carrying Chen Yin's attack and flying in front of him.

“…… You ......"

Chen Yin held a bow and arrow, looking at the behemoth in front of him vigilantly.

“……”

The trumpet dragon glanced at Chen Yin with that meaningful gaze again, spit out a "small" bead in front of Chen Yin, and then rushed towards the sky without looking back.

Chen Yin took a few steps forward, kicked and shattered the huge bead that was as high as his chest, took the strange soul crystal suspended in it in his hand, and raised his head to look at the trumpet divine dragon until it rushed to Orakill's side, and then died under Orakill's wind blade.

Watching its flesh and blood fluttering down, Chen Yin unconsciously gritted his teeth.

He had thought that the dragon was very strange before, as if he had seen it somewhere. It was only then that he remembered that the eyes of the divine dragon were exactly the same as those of the big octopus in Misty Island before! The same weird eyes, the same things left, but the last time Chen Yin was left with the items that allowed him to upgrade the card ring, and this time, it brought the news that couldn't be worse - the gray mist was about to attack the City of Light directly!

And that's not the most important thing, the most important thing is ...... The parliament has mutinied!

The Council planted the seeds of the Thorn of Death directly in the City of Light......

…… In other words, there is about to start a gray fog riot there!

After experiencing the Grey Mist Riot in the desert, Chen Yin knew very well what kind of disaster the Grey Mist Riot was, when it was about to center on the City of Light......

…… Susan, Daddy, Lancelot, Gianna.

Familiar faces crossed Chen Yin's mind, and his mood became heavier and heavier.

"Boom!"

Half of the body of a divine dragon fell not far in front of Chen Yin. Bright red blood sprayed Chen Yin's body.

"There's no time to keep playing, Olakill! Deal with them once and for all! ”

"As you wish! Euler, Ola, Ola! Tempest, listen to me! Go with the wind, little bugs! ”

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