There are four major laws in the universe.

Light, chaos, magnetic fields and gravity.

On top of these four basic laws is the possessor of the power of divine power, the creator god.

All the substances that appear in this universe are born according to these four laws, and they are constantly changing.

The elven guards who appeared earlier are the guardians of the law of gravity, and the mystery is the controller of the laws of magnetic fields.

As strong as the ancient ice spirit, or the black and white ancient lifeforms, the laws they exist in are higher than these four laws, as for the power of theocracy, it is estimated that no one will ever verify it.

And now the old man of white light who suddenly broke free from the void is none other than the god in charge of the law of light, the guardian of light.

He used the power of light to put himself into an esoteric soul form.

In his soul form, he can freely conjure up a large number of soul phantoms.

With the help of a soul phantom with the power of light, he recited a spell and cast the Law of Light, the most powerful of all, the Shockwave of Light.

When the shock wave containing the power of destroying the world burst out one after another from the place where every phantom was pointing, the entire sky was suddenly illuminated as bright as day.

With a rumbling sound that shattered the eardrums, each shock wave exuded a terrifying wave of deterrence, and slammed into the thick clouds in the sky.

For the first time, it is estimated that it will also be the last.

Like glue, the chaotic clouds that had been sticking to the planet for thousands of years were finally expelled by the shock waves of light coming from all directions.

In the face of the power of light used by the light guards, these chaotic clouds became defenseless at all, and were directly diluted by the fierce and domineering power of light.

For the first time, light shot down from the sky on such a large scale and spread over the entire land.

Light, for the first time, has become the dominant power of this world, completely tearing down the wall of darkness that has separated the two for hundreds of millions of years.

The coming of light is undoubtedly the best gift to this world, however, for some creatures, it is simply a catastrophe.

Some dark night creatures that can't dodge, or can't hide deeply, are directly burned by the abundant light.

Even if the creatures of the night who hide in the crevices of the ice and under the shadow of the valley succeed in surviving, it is only a matter of time before death comes.

Warmth, with the dispel of darkness and the advent of light, gradually drove away the cold on the planet.

However, it is not a day's cold when the ice is frozen for thousands of feet.

The temperature brought by the light is not strong and cannot have any effect on the entire frozen continent at all.

Before the temperature could reach the ice, it was directly diluted by the cold air rising above the ice.

The Guardian of Light watched the changes in front of him, his wrinkled face full of smugness.

As the guardian of the law of light, there is no room for anything related to darkness in his eyes.

The extremely cold wind, as if pulled by the rapid passing of the chaotic clouds in the sky, became more and more violent, like an angry beast, roaring wildly into the air.

The dozens of phantoms of white light distributed in the air, as time passed, gradually disappeared into the air made by the raging wind.

Before he had time to quietly appreciate it, the earth-shattering masterpiece he made in front of him, a space near the Light Guard, suddenly "boomed", and a long hole was directly torn open.

This is a spatial rift, and from the opening and closing of the rift, the extremely unstable energy turbulence can be easily seen.

But behind such a terrifying huge spatial crack, an arm with heavy fiery red armor stretched out of it at an extremely inopportune time.

The Guardian of Light heard the noise behind him, and he didn't bother to look back, as if he had already guessed the identity of the person who came without looking.

The old man's voice sounded as promised, "Hey, can't you just let me rest a little longer?"

The giant arm of the armor had just poked out of the crack, and the turbulence of violent energy that wandered at the opening and closing of the crack directly pierced through its arm easily.

The power to tear through space was terrifying, and the moment the arm was pierced, it turned into nothingness, burning bursts of spark ash and drifting away.

However, in the face of this trauma, the owner of the arm ignored it, as if it was not his.

The next moment, the figure forcibly peeled open the spatial crack and walked out of it.

Rather than walking, it is more accurate to ride it.

Because he also has a mount, but compared to the holy beast under the crotch of the light guard, the whole body of this mount spreads a kind of yin and destructive aura all the time.

As soon as the front hooves of this mount stepped out of the crack, the light of the sky suddenly dimmed and dissipated, and the entire space suddenly inexplicably floated a rain of Martian ashes, as if the entire sky had been set on fire.

This person is holding a dark red strange long knife, wearing fiery red armor, and under the majestic and domineering helmet that cannot be looked at directly, a pair of eyes that seem to be ignited by flames are staring at the old man in front of him.

The mounts under him are also armoured, and the four hooves and feet are even more exaggerated and constantly burning with huge flames, which is full of domineering aura in the weirdness.

Countless sparks of ash continued to sway out from the gap between the armor of one man and one rider, as if what was hidden under the armor was not flesh, but a huge furnace, constantly calcining something.

And the rain of ashes that suddenly rose from heaven and earth was probably also from their bodies.

The Guardian of Light looked up at the ash-filled sky, his eyes filled with boredom.

"Hey, I said old friend, you've been hunting me down since you and I existed, and you've been hunting me down for years, aren't you tired?" the Guardian of Light asked with a slightly wry smile.

The knight, who was called an "old friend" by the other party, thought for a moment before replying in a strange tone mixed with a hoarse voice, mixed with multiple strange sounds such as metal crashing and forging in a furnace: "This is the meaning of my Chaos Knight's existence, and any law of light must completely disappear from this plane." ”

The Guardian of Light had actually heard this answer countless times, but each time, he still took the trouble to ask, but the other party was also extremely cooperative and answered patiently.

And this mechanical answer almost became a declaration that they had to say before going to war.

The Guardian of the Light believes in the Law of Light.

The Chaos Knight, on the other hand, believes in the Law of Chaos.

Although these two laws are the four basic laws of the universe, they are like enemies and cannot coexist.

The Chaos Knight tightened the giant knife in his hand slightly, and then said coldly, "Then let's continue!"