The pitch-black ancient armor was full of flames, and every blow from the huge war knife in his hand was accompanied by a groundbreaking momentum.

Even Blaze, who inherited the blood of the Titans, is far from being able to compare.

The smoke and dust were huge, and it was vaguely visible that three human eyes were fighting around the Abyss Lord, and the aura of power emanating from their bodies could not be hidden even if it was a thick dust, clearly indicating that they were three Sacred Domain level powerhouses.

According to past historical experience, the appearance of a Sanctuary-level powerhouse on the battlefield on the mainland often means a war with more than 1,000 people.

And now, just to deal with one Abyss Lord, three Sanctuaries have appeared.

What shocked everyone even more was that the Abyss Demon fought the three powerhouses alone with his own strength, but there was no sign of defeat at all.

Seeing this scene, on the tower, Roland and Constantine's hearts sank.

"See, little ones!" Younas said mockingly, "no one can save you, the Radiance has abandoned you, prepare for the embrace of darkness." ”

The black-robed mage raised his arm, and the Scourge Crystal spewed blood-colored light and floated high into the sky, a crimson mist accelerating from the bottom of the tower and surging to the top of the tower.

The black-robed mage's face was filled with excitement, the natural disaster had been completed, the three people in the tower were already turtles in the urn, and three new undead were about to be born.

At that moment, a throbbing rushed into Younas's mind.....

The energy gathered on the Scourge Crystal suddenly fluctuated, and the red light dimmed dramatically, and as a result, the red mist that had been rushing to the top of the tower disappeared.

"What's going on?" Younas's spiritual power swept across the surface of the crystal, and the crystal was intact, indicating that the Scourge Circle had not been destroyed, but the aura from the Dark Gate was rapidly weakening.

"No way. "Younas's pupils shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and the abyssal aura released by the [Dark Gate] is the source of power for the entire Scourge Circle, and if something goes wrong, it means the collapse of the entire [Scourge] Circle system.

The question is, how could anyone interfere with the operation of the Dark Gate?

This was not only his question, but the three people on the tower who had been waiting to die with their eyes closed also opened their eyes.

"The power of [the Scourge] seems to be gone. Roland pondered for a long time, frowning in bewilderment, the turn came so quickly and suddenly, for a moment, even the wise paladin could not comprehend the situation in front of him.

on the observation deck.

Euler and Rommel stood in front of the living corpses on the ground, looking at the red mist that was gradually dissipating below.

"Do you feel it? The power of that magic array is weakening. Rommel breathed, the elimination of thousands of living corpses was a rare feat, but even for the Dragon-Vein Warlock, it was an extremely laborious and huge project.

Ora's hands were on his hands, his cyan robe stained with the marks of the spell, and his gaze shifted to the top of the tower, his eyes as deep as the night sky seemed to be able to see all the secrets behind the firmament.

"It's not an accident, it's her back. Ora said lightly.

"She?" Rommel was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened suddenly, and he thought of the name that had disappeared in the imperial capital for nearly a year and a half.

Just when Younas was in shock, doubt, and hesitation, the answer was unexpectedly presented to him.

Countless bolts of lightning emerged from the clouds that accumulated on the top of the tower, and visions appeared in the electric light, like mirrors, reflecting a vast and infinite world, a dark sky, a barren land, and a never-ending chaos and slaughter...

It is the most terrifying plane in the dimensional universe, the forbidden place of all the creatures of order, the source of all calamities and chaos in legends--- endless abyss.

Looking at the vision in the depths of the heavenly vault, Constantine thought of what he had experienced many years ago, when he was a little boy and carried the black box to the abyssal plane, and he did not know what a terrible world it was.

If it weren't for Siegfried and the teacher's arrival, I'm afraid he would have already been a delicacy in the mouths of the abyssal beasts.

The abyssal plane in his eyes was as chaotic and dangerous as a childhood memory: towering mountains, burning earth, flowing lava rivers, thick clouds wafting in the sky, the roars of countless ferocious beasts echoing across the vast red plains...

At this time, a black line of water appeared on the plain, moving at an alarming speed.

Countless strange beasts were running lifeless in the wasteland at this moment, from the nimble low-level hellhound to the tall dark sword demon, all of them were surging from the plain in panic at this moment, converging into a surging black tide.

These strange beasts, who are hostile to each other on the surface of the abyss on weekdays, and never know what unity is, are now running away together with great tacit understanding, and the picture is really extremely weird.

At the rear of the outlaw beast horde, at the end of the plain, a blonde woman walked with a slow pace, the woman was covered in blood, and her court dress was scorched and tattered, and she looked no different from the ragged people at the bottom of the civilian area.

However, when anyone sees the beautiful and moving face of the woman, they can no longer associate her with the word commoner, especially the momentum in her eyes overlooking all beings, even the kings and dignitaries of the world will be in awe.

Because she is the only god in the whole continent.

She is the Fourth Princesses of the Holy Empire.

She is a disciple of the Pope himself, and now His Excellency the Holy Lady of the Glorious Holy See.

Diana clutched a scarlet thing in her hand, and blood oozed from the hideous-looking thing, trickling through the girl's white fingers and falling between them, leaving a thrilling trail on the ground she had walked.

This scene is extremely bloody, but it is not disgusting at all when it appears on Diana, but adds a bit of magnificent iron-blooded beauty to her.

If there was a scholar or magician who was familiar with plane biology around, he would definitely be extremely shocked that the organ in the woman's hand was a demon's heart, and judging from the size, this was at least a lord-level demon, and it was even very likely to be an abyss lord.

Being able to kill a great lord in the abyss is comparable to a dragon-slaying feat, and it is not enough to describe it as a feat, it can only be called a miracle.

Diana's face was tired, but her eyes were brighter and more focused than ever.

She has already performed a miracle, and if she can live to go back at this moment, it will be a second miracle.

Walking all the way back from the depths of the abyss, she had slain thousands of demons, and she didn't know how much demon blood was stained on her white and delicate hands.

When the blood-red liquid splashed on her for the first time, the girl's heart was extremely dazed and frightened.

She grew up in the royal family and grew up under the patronage of the Pope, like a beautiful sunflower, and apart from the tragedy that occurred when she was ten years old, she did not experience much blood and death in her life.

But after killing the demon again and again, unconsciously, she had become accustomed to this feeling, and after repeating it for a long time, she had even become numb.

The environment is the most violent catalyst, out of the greenhouse provided by the division commander in the past, to this place of chaos and sin, survival, the girl's mind also began to mature rapidly.

She was no longer as naïve as she had been, and in the treacherous battles she had learned how to fight, how to calculate, how to conserve every drop of mana, how to act efficiently, how to squeeze every piece of power as much as possible, all of which she could not learn in the Temple of Radiance.

Most importantly, she has a ruthless will to face life and death.

When her hand was in the big lord's chest and pinched its heart, she vaguely understood what Joey said on the top floor of the magic tower that day: If you want to become a real strongman, you must completely let go of the weakness and innocence in your heart, and if you want to fight this ruthless and boring world, you must become ruthless enough.

Do you have the consciousness to become such a person, Diana? The old mage's stern gaze appeared in the girl's eyes.

To protect what I want to protect, I will!!

The delicate sunflower by the window of the former spring town has died, and what has been born in hell is a blood-colored rose.

She looked around, took a deep breath, and reached forward to grab it, a wave of magic rippled in the scorching air, and a staff appeared in her hand, the legendary magic staff that Joey had given her when she left the Icadia plane.

It was one of Joey's most cherished collections, but the old arcanist chose to give it to Diana without reservation.

Diana could feel the weight of the staff in her hand, as if she had the responsibility and hope she carried.

She chanted the incantation, and powerful magic fluctuations emanated from the crystal at the top of her wand and quickly spread across the plains, causing the pebbles on the plains to tremble.

Diana knew what the consequences of doing so would inevitably alarm that legendary being, but she had no choice but to give it a go.

At the moment when the magic fluctuations on the legendary staff spread to the plains, in the sky, black clouds that had not made waves for hundreds of millions of years suddenly surged.

An unprecedented will has descended.

Countless abyssal creatures timidly stopped, only a few powerful monsters were still struggling to walk, not that they didn't want to escape, but in the face of the coercion released by that ancient and terrifying existence in that sky, they had completely lost even the courage to escape.

A huge crack was torn open in the clouds, and crimson light fell from the crack, looming, hanging above the canopy, acting as a source of light, a huge burning star.

The red light swept mercilessly across the plain, and the weak beasts let out a terrible wail under the beam of light, exploded into ashes, and returned to the barren and barren land beneath their feet.

The light is filled with the purest chaotic power, and even the abyssal beasts that are mainly dark attributes, when their bodies are exposed to the light, their whole bodies will spontaneously combust and die.