With the sword that shook the Northern Regions, nearly half an hour had passed since Ian fell into the body of the Scourge. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, the city of the Northern Regions has fallen into great turmoil. There's a strange battle going on between the living and the dead. As the dead creatures that came to life became more and more bizarre, mortals became less and less able to resist.

Khan Parkes' face had long since lost its calm look. The nearly half-hour wrestling with the natural disaster made him extremely embarrassed, and the clothes on his whole body were in tatters, not much better than those refugees who came out of the slums. And the pure white giant snake that was armed with his mental image was broken in two at some point.

It is worth mentioning that this is already the third white snake he has summoned. Fortunately, as long as the master is not dead, the mental image can still be reborn in the fantasy of the capable after all, otherwise he may not be able to survive until now.

Unable to summon the serpent any longer, he began to retreat, resting for a moment as he looked around the chaotic battlefield.

Although everyone had done their best, the power of the natural disaster was beyond the imagination of the world after all, and in less than half an hour, as many as 3 of the 8 high-ranking powerhouses had fallen. More than half of the people gathered here have been killed or wounded. The entire area now seems to have no intact buildings, and the hideous crevices that continue to crack in the ground also declare that the efforts of the people seem to be meaningless to the natural disaster.

With the resurrection of the dead things, there is no real safe place in the Northern Regions at this moment, not to mention in this place of severe disaster, the civilians killed by the dead things in the Northern Regions are afraid that there are no more mortal numbers.

"Is it already the limit?"

Khan Parks, who knew all this, muttered to himself, and then let out a sneer: "The power of the natural calamity is indeed not something that mortals can disobey. He knew that the scattered Superior Powers were exhausted, and that those who were still struggling were depressed and powerless.

"Your Excellency. Lady Amanda retreated covered in blood, she had just been sideways by the huge tentacles, and if she hadn't dodged in time, she would have followed in the footsteps of the first three superiors by now.

"Please use the Prismatic Cannon. ”

"You should know what the cost of using it is. ”

"I know. Amanda nodded: "But now there is no choice." ”

"Hold on a little longer. Bard also retreated, one of his left hands was gone, "His Excellency the Sword Master is still inside, I believe he will succeed!"

"Let's not talk about whether he has died in the belly of the natural disaster, by the time he succeeds, maybe the entire northern region will have been destroyed. ”

"But if we use the Prismatic Cannons now, we'll kill him along with the Scourge!" Gale retorted.

However, Amanda was unmoved: "Since he himself chose the most dangerous mission, he should have been prepared for possible death!"

"You!" Bard was furious, he admired the courage of the Black Sword Saint to stand up, but what the woman said was so reasonable that he couldn't refute it. Anxious and helpless, he couldn't help but turn his gaze to Khan Parkes.

"Then, Your Excellency, let you decide. He clung to the wound of his severed arm and bent down, praying for a just ruling from the lord of the North.

At the same time, Amanda also bowed to Khan Parks and said, "Your Excellency, time is running out, please make a decision as soon as possible." ”

Khan Parks groaned as he watched the scene in front of him. He knew that the only two remaining high-level capable people at the front line were obviously unable to support them. Thinking so, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Then ......"

However, before he could exit, the crazy destruction of the natural disaster was suddenly stunned, and then the abyssal jaw opened open again, emitting an unprecedented huge sorrow!

"What is this?"

Several people shouted in disbelief. Because they have heard the great sorrow revealed in the roar of the natural calamity.

At the same time, all the dead creatures stopped their movements and wept under the frightened and blank gaze of the mortals.

They have only just been reborn, but this false life is so hasty and short-lived, it is only a moment, but it is coming to an end.

One moment, they were still rejoicing in their birth, but the next, while the joyful music was still echoing, the mournful cry sounded again.

They let out unwilling roars and surged towards their "gods", asking for the blessing of life from them again. But at the moment, their "gods" are no longer in their own right. Because the source of life has passed away, its existence has inevitably withered.

Qing Yue's sword groan sounded at this moment, and hearing this sword groan, the faces of those in the know showed indescribable smiles. The smile contained the sorrow for the dead, the joy of surviving, the excitement of victory, and the reverence for the sword-bearer.

Half an hour ago, it was this sword groan with a pitch-black figure that rushed into the mouth of the natural calamity with an indomitable and decisive momentum.

And half an hour later, the same sword roar jumped out of the abyss with a pitch-black figure, announcing the victory of mortals towards the entire Northern Regions.

"He did it!"

"He succeeded!"

Looking at the black figure that jumped out of the mouth of the abyss, Bard couldn't help but shout excitedly.

Lady Amanda and Khan Parks let out a long sigh with mixed expressions.

Gale and another high-ranking man also retreated from the front line, glad that they had saved their lives.

In the cries of countless dead things, almost all of them relaxed at this moment, showing a look of joy, thinking that all the calamities had passed.

What they didn't know, however, was that Ian was now pale.

Because he found out that Lilith really didn't deceive him at the moment of negotiation. When she is completely dead, the false life will continue for about 1 minute.

The Great Demon alone can inflict hundreds or thousands of casualties in a last-minute madness.

So what kind of despair will a natural disaster breed in the last minute?

Soon, Ian knew the answer.

For at this moment, the Scourge let out its final roar, and the Void trembled with a loud wave. All the dead things heard it. At this moment, they all knew that it was humans who had taken their lives.

Why?

Why should humans live and we have to die?

What is it that human life is real and ours is destined to be false?

No. We are not reconciled. We finally have life, and we want to live as freely as human beings.

But since you must kill the "gods" who gave us life and deprive us of what we have so hard won. Then we will never let you live, and we will surely drag you into the abyss of death together, in order to calm our grief and unwillingness, in exchange for eternal equality and silence!