The boulders from the explosion of the Tower of Radiant Wings also hit the four adjacent towers, and these boulders were no weaker than the most powerful siege magic, and they flew out from the nearest place, causing the defensive arrays on the four towers to burst out with magical light one after another. However, no matter how powerful the defensive formation was, it was difficult to resist the physical damage formed by the boulder, and the four towers quickly became scarred, and the Tower of Ice, which was closest to the Tower of Radiant Wings, was smashed into a smiling notch a third of the way. Coincidentally, this is the energy node inside the Ice Tower, and this impact once again triggered the internal explosion of the Ice Tower, and a third of the Ice Tower fell like a collapsed building block, smashing on the top floor of the shortest Healer's Tower, directly cutting off the spire and the top two floors of the Healer's Tower.

The spire of the Tower of Radiant Wings was swept into the air by the force of the explosion, slammed into the inner side of the royal capital's protective circle, bounced off by the tough shield, and finally landed in the pond of the palace garden, splashing all over the garden. More debris, large and small, flew towards the surrounding aristocratic quarters, crushing many of the surrounding houses.

The rubble turned into a rain of stones, mercilessly smashing on the enemies surrounding the two towers, smashing them to the ground.

However, the mages and soldiers killed by the explosion of the Tower of Radiant Wings were not the most miserable. At this time, the battle angels in the tower and the elite enemies besieging the war angels endured the complete explosion power in the magic tower.

Before the dust of the explosion settled, an old man with a glowing green light escaped from the center of the explosion, followed by a war angel armed with a huge knife wheel.

Both of them looked very embarrassed, the priest's robe was torn, the hem of the robe was missing, and most of the hair that was originally small was scorched, and he didn't look like a noble priest of the golden branch. And the Angel of War who followed him had many fewer wings, and the remaining wings were also bright and uncertain. He still had several scars and blood stains on his face, and it seemed that the injuries were not light.

"Shaliye, you, you are simply mad! All of them are dead, so many people are dead!" The Golden Branch Priest was none other than Gibran, his breath was heavy, and his expression was hideous, as if someone had choked him, "I will not let you go of this hatred!" From now on, I will not accept the surrender of the Tower of Radiant Wings. ”

Shaliye was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, he was stout, his eyebrows were rough, and although he was seriously injured, he still spoke with a full sense of energy: "Very good, I will not accept the surrender of the Temple of Nature!"

Shaliye looked back at the Tower of Radiant Wings, which had disappeared into the explosion. This is the end of the Tower of Radiant Wings, did you forget before attacking us? What kind of inheritance is the Tower of Radiant Wings? Even after the fall of the God of War, we never gave up the battle. Before each of us falls, our only wish is for an enemy to die with us! Anyone who challenges us must be prepared to face death with us. Now is the time, since your helpers have disappeared from this explosion, following them with me is the best place for you!"

"Damn it, stop him for me!" roared Gibran. The knights and priests of the surrounding Knights of the Templars did everything they could to get closer to him. Even the two great knights besieging Gabriel gave up on him decisively and galloped in the direction of Gibran with all their might, but none of them could get closer to Shaliyeh, and none of them could be higher than Shaliyeh. They are like a futile galloping horse chasing a vigorous wyvern.

When the master's peak Shaliye held the Wheel of Destruction in his hand, he was infinitely close to a Holy Order. He urged the fighting energy and magic power in his body, and the light wings behind him surged again, and his body turned into a silver lightning bolt, rushing towards Gibran.

The usual appearance of the Wheel of Destruction is a knife wheel as tall as a human and inlaid with countless sharp blades, but at this time, Shaliye poured all the energy of his body into this god of war weapon. The silver-white color of the Wheel of Destruction gradually turned blood-red, and when it was so red that it was about to drip blood, it suddenly shattered into dozens of sharp sharp knives, turning into a torrent of steel and rushing towards Gibran, and at this time, the Shaliye looked like a translucent outline, like a shadow accompanying these bright red blades.

"God of War Sacrifice!" Gibran's eyes showed a look of fear, the God of War Sacrifice was the final blow launched at the cost of his own life, and the high-ranking war angel poured all his energy into the God of War armament, allowing these artifacts to gain attack power far beyond the realm.

Gibran's hands flew and he kept summoning green light curtains in front of him, and there were shadows of countless plants in these light curtains. This is the defensive magic in the Hymn to the Green Fields, the Curtain of Tree Souls. It draws power from the surrounding plants, and if the environment is right, each light curtain can withstand at least one blow from the Sage.

However, the magic collapsed one by one before Shaliye's attack. Those bright red blades were lined up in a row, and two of them could shatter a light curtain, and no matter how strong Gibran's strength was, it was impossible to release dozens of light curtains in a row.

The Curtain of Tree Souls shattered, and the artifact ring on his hand once again turned into a large shield wrapped in vines. This vine shield could block the Blade of Destruction, but when a dozen or so blades were stuck on it and exploded together, the vine shield also cracked into withered debris.

At this time, the last Broken Blade, through the withered vines, straight to Gibran's chest, the Golden Branch Priest retreated sharply, while using all the spiritual power of the Holy Order, and entangled the last knife, he found that the energy emanating from the Broken Blade could actually hurt his spirit, that kind of scorching and bloodthirsty power continued to erode his spiritual power, however, the spiritual power of the Holy Order was so strong, no matter how much spiritual power was consumed by the energy of the knife, he had more spiritual power to replenish it. Eventually, less than an inch from his chest, he blocked the knife.

The bright red on the knife slowly faded, and slowly turned silvery-white again. Gibran reached out and grabbed the knife, relieved. Shaliye was not a true Sage after all, and he was still quite far away.

But at this moment, a humanoid shadow drilled into the last blade of destruction, and the silver-white knife instantly became pitch black as ink, and it slipped without leaving a hand, and the knife was like a swimming fish, breaking free from Gibran's hand and slamming into Gibran's chest.

"Your time is up, come with me. Gibran's voice came to mind as Shaliye's voice.

"This ...... , despicable ......" Gibran covered his hands on his chest, trying to suppress the knife with mental power, but with a bang, the last artifact exploded, and Gibran's body was destroyed at the same time......