Chapter 43: The Fist of God

"Not only have you offended the elves, but you have also offended us demons, and our methods may be more violent and bloody than those of the elves. Mr. Baron, I beg your pardon. As he spoke, he chained Hersh and shoved one of Hersh's stinky socks into his mouth.

Two bodies lay in a pool of blood not far away, one belonging to the guard and the other to the old butler.

"Hmm!hmm!" Hersh's mouth was gagged, he couldn't say anything, and his eyes were full of horror. Just now, Gloom had dealt with the old butler and the guards without saying a word, leaving them without even a chance to speak, and Hersh was afraid that Glo would cut him down as he had done with the guards and the old butler.

Sylvia had been darkened, and was now standing in a dark cloak.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. I'll give you a perfect firework, it's just that it's been a long time to prepare," he said, holding a shadow spear in his hand and carving it on the ground, with a subtle murderous aura in his words, "Mr. Baron, don't think that someone will come to your rescue." Your entire castle has returned to the arms of the god with my help, and the people outside won't notice it for a while, so it's better for you to stay honest. ”

"Hmm!" Hersh snorted, and there was a large water stain on the crotch of his pants - he was scared to pee.

The dark hand is doing the work of portrayal, and his heart is already full of anger. In just a few days, Sylvia was seriously injured twice, and both were still under his nose, if he wasn't a high-level shadow demon, he would probably never be able to save the elf if he was an ordinary person.

Hersh never thought that the "dark" in Sylvia's mouth would actually be a shadow demon, if he had known about this earlier, he would definitely not be stupid to tie up Sylvia, but how far away to hide. Who would have thought that an elf would stay with a shadow fiend?

It's just a pity that things have already happened and cannot be changed.

The saddest thing in the world is when a lion goes to catch a deer, only to find out that the deer and the hunter are friends, and now the hunter has come to seek revenge. Sylvia is the deer, Hersh is the lion, and Dark is the hunter.

"Alright, that's it. "Fade away the shadow spear in your hand. At this time, the entire ground of the dungeon is covered with dense symbols, circles, lines, one by one, layer by layer, dazzling to see. Hersh only glanced at it for a few moments before he felt a sharp feeling of vertigo in his head.

"Sylvia, are you alright?" asked, looking at Sylvia.

"It's okay, I can't die. Sylvia leaned against the wall and said weakly.

"I think I'm afraid I'll have to carry you on my back, you can't walk like this. ”

"Good. Sylvia said and leaned on Dark's back.

Gloomy lifted Sylvia up with one hand, and then shoved a piece of demon crystal into the eye of the magic array on the ground. Sylvia had seen this demon crystal, it was the Demon Crystal of the Fire Demon, and this was what the Fire Demon Crystal that had been given to Planck in the first place.

The demon crystal was inserted into the array's eyes, and the magma-like energy began to fill with the symbols, lines, and patterns little by little. At this rate, it would take a quarter of an hour for this magic array to fully activate.

"What are you doing with the Demon Crystal, isn't this thing precious?" asked Sylvia, puzzled. When Planck got the Demon Crystal, he was so excited that he almost cried.

"What else can I do, avenge you. If he dares to do this to you, I have to show him and let him know that you can't afford to mess with you. With that, he took Hersh in his hand and walked towards the door of the dungeon.

"Please help us!

"Please save us!"

Seeing that he was leaving, the girls who were locked in the iron cage pleaded in unison. These girls have been locked up here for a long time, some for years.

Ignoring them, he walked straight out the door. The cries of the girls were drowned out in the endless darkness behind them.

"Why don't you save them? It's all lives. Sylvia, who was lying on her dark back, opened her emerald green eyes and asked.

"You've got to give me a reason to save them. Besides, I can only take one of you, and I can't take any more. In a quarter of an hour, if we had taken them with us, we might not have been able to get out of this manor. Gloom said.

"Cold-blooded. ”

Sylvia closed her eyes again after saying these two words.

"I'm a demon, and it's natural to be cold-blooded. ”

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Boulder City, the Tower of Legendary Magiors.

The cacophony of sirens teleported the old legendary magician Hotts, the old mage from his bedroom to the lookout in a hurry, putting on his peaked hat and dressing gown.

There were already a lot of young magicians standing on the lookout, some of them were students of Hortz, and some of them did not have their own mage tower, and they came to borrow the ground to watch.

Not far away, the magic shield of Boulder City has been raised, and on the semi-circular blue shield there are countless small pieces of shield provided by the mage tower, this kind of magic shield based on the linkage effect, which has a very strong protection during the war.

"Forbidden spells, how can there be forbidden spells!" Hearing the sound of the siren is a forbidden spell alarm, the old mage Hotts has completely panicked. The forbidden spell-level attack directly attacked the main city shield of Boulder City, and with the defensive ability of the main city shield, it may not be able to be put down!

"Teacher, the target of the forbidden spell has been determined to be the gray goat manor 30 miles outside the drama city. "There are student reports.

Listening to the student's words, Hotz let out a sigh of relief. As long as it is not launched against Boulder City, it is not a time of war, and without the forbidden spell confrontation of the mage group, the lethality caused by such a forbidden spell will be very terrifying.

On the top of a hill outside the city, Sylvia was put down and said, "I invite you to watch the fireworks." “

Sylvia didn't say a word, just rested her head quietly on her shoulder.

The residents of Boulder opened their doors and dragged their families out into the streets, quietly looking at the sky outside the shield.

On the lookout of the Magic Tower, groups of magicians looked up at the stars.

On the rooftop of the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord took a puff of the grim cigar between his fingers and exhaled a light blue smoke.

On the rooftop of the castle at the Grey Goat Manor, Hersh was tied to a chair, his face as dead as ashes.

There was a rumbling sound in the sky, bringing up a cloud of fire.

It was a little light, with a red glow, rising slowly, like the first rising sun, only faster, and like the sun was in a hurry. Soon, very soon, it appeared in its entirety, it was the brilliance of a mountain, this time it was not like the sun, it was more like the gods in the sky, provoked by mortals, and waved his right fist angrily! It carried fire, it was the wrath of God, and it was light, it was the glow of God.

God wants mortals to know that God's dignity cannot be profaned. And so He did.

God's fist fell. Firmly waved down.

This is the punishment that mortal blasphemy will endure.

Forbidden Spell: Fall!