There is light in the darkness.

Literally.

This dim battlefield, which could not be illuminated by even the illusory sun wheel, was pierced and swept away by that sharp and palpitating light, and lined up from the middle to the sides, like an ocean opened up in front of the sage.

All darkness vanished without a trace.

Only the light of virtue shines—

But after witnessing such a brilliant light, I am afraid that no one will doubt the meaning it represents, right?

Even Paladin Roland, who was Paladin, couldn't help but hold his breath, his eyes wide, and he stared intently at the pure light.

Pure, clear and at the same time full of unparalleled majesty.

Just like the embodiment of virtue.

It illuminates all flaws and ugliness, draws the line between good and evil, and becomes the yardstick by which all things are measured.

After being integrated into the love of Huai Shi, the sword of virtue that was completely transformed into essentia armament climbed to a new realm after undergoing nirvana transformation.

It's easier than expected.

It should be said that it already has such potential.

The prince's sword and the white horse were part of those beautiful stories, and what was completed at this moment was only a reunion.

It's a bit chubby though...... But the flaws are not hidden!

At this moment, above the white horse, a distant and ethereal figure emerged, with a face similar to Huai Shi raised, and a crown of light on his head.

The heart of the permafrost furnace roared into operation, and the huge divinity was burning vigorously.

The pure light converged into a beam in the phantom's hand, and slashed out towards the tide ahead, almost with no end in sight!

The dark ocean has been opened up again!

to the sides.

Just as dawn came.

There were no screams of pain, no cries of terror, only silent annihilation.

There is no pain, no despair or hesitation. The hordes of hell were bathed in the light of nothingness, crumbling silently, only the fine ashes drifting in the wind, quickly disappearing.

Under the great glow of the dawn, they came to an end with the long night!

Even if they were just scratched by the edge of the light, the dukes in the hell sequence were greeted with tragic wounds and marks, and their hands and feet, wings, and even large swaths of skin were rapidly disappearing.

I don't feel pain, I don't feel any discomfort, it's like I was born with a loss of that part of my limb.

Cleanse!

Whether it's the hell sequence created by alchemy or the hordes raised on Helios, once you approach the white horse and step into the light where it is, you will feel this purifying power.

The weak will be reduced to ashes on the spot, and the strong will be suppressed and gradually consumed.

The white horse marched above the spreading greenery, and the hordes of Paradise and the army of lizardmen wielding the blades of wrath converged, followed and guarded the white horse, and once again, launched a counterattack!

On the heart of the permafrost furnace, Huai Shi closed his eyes and felt the vigorous alchemy fire in the furnace of the tower core.

In place of those eternal despairs, it became a new source of motivation.

Or rather, the transformation center.

Today, the alchemical fire is constantly absorbing the supply of all the plots, absorbing and integrating the mixed divinity, essentia, heat, electricity, and even curses and blessings, and then injecting them into the axis of this hell, maintaining the operation of the entire Dusk Country.

Although it can't compare to the terrifying output of the scale of the perpetual motion machine, it is still not inferior to the supply that any giant alchemy matrix can bring.

At the same time, it is also burning vigorously in the furnace of the permafrost furnace as the casting fire of Huaishi.

At this moment, above the metallized right arm of Huaishi, the casting furnace has been unfolded, connecting with the permafrost hearth and even the entire Dusk Country through the matrix on the Suncaster's throne.

There is not the slightest dissonance anomaly.

As the central control center of the Dusk Village, the Permafrost Hearth is a miracle crystallization that was forged after exhausting the wisdom and skills of all the founders and all the treasures and collections of the Dusk Village.

At the same time, it is also an unprecedented casting furnace.

Through the thirteen sub-control centers and countless matrices spread throughout the Dusk Country, it is able to completely control the changes in the Dusk Country.

The throne of the Suncaster is a testament to this power!

As the last caster recognized by the Suncaster, the young master who once cut off the eternal twilight, Huai Shi was naturally recognized by the permafrost hearth, and had the right to use it.

As long as there is enough energy supply, Huai Shi can almost be regarded as a shrunken version of the suncaster when he sits here and connects it to the permafrost hearth.

In addition to his lack of skill and limited energy supply, he can do everything that the Suncaster can do.

This is the blessing of the permanent frozen hearth to the user.

It's as if the Legendary Workshop has a bonus to alchemists, even enough to elevate people to the same level as the Grand Master - Hedi also had considerable authority before backstabbing Helios.

Now, even without the support of Helios, this former chief is enough to rely on his knowledge of Helios to create a horde of hell on such a terrifying scale.

Not to mention that the other party's alchemical attainments are far superior to Huai Shi's.

Even if Huai Shi's alchemy has been improved again, at best, it can only become a unit to measure the gap between Hedi and the Grand Master.

- How far is Hedi from the 'Great Grandmaster'?

What's more, the other party is still backed by the piper's abyss courtier, and no one knows what kind of hole cards he is still hiding. The two sides have fought so far, Huai Shi has almost tried his best, but Hedi hasn't even shown his face!

Who knows what the hell that old is brewing?

"You have to work harder......"

Huai Shi murmured softly, tapping the armrest with her left hand and falling into a deep groan.

Having the Hearth of Permafrost here helps him not have to worry about the threat of the Immortal Beast.

As long as he sits on the throne of the Suncaster, it is equivalent to having the entire Dusk Land to help him withstand the pressure of the Elemental of Destruction. The Eternal Frozen Hearth, which once contained countless despairs and resentments, naturally withstood the erosion of the Immortal Beast.

Therefore, he can use the stigma with confidence to transform his essentia armament.

But now, the tools, materials and capabilities are almost everything, but there is no 'money'.

After the squandering he had just made, the little divinity he had earned from Helios had been completely depleted...... As for the divinity of the Great Priest himself, Huai Shi would never give any thought to it.

Just kidding, that's your own money!

I finally saved a little bit of money, but I had to use it on the blade.

Now that the squandering is over, what will I do with the inner circle of Tanbo?

You can earn and you can't earn it, and you don't want to use your own savings.

For now, there is only one prostitution for nothing......

"Hey, are you there?"

Huai Shi looked at Rachel and motioned for him to contact Garand behind him: "I, mercenary, give me some divinity?"

Rachel fell into a long silence.

His expression twitched.

I don't know if I'm waiting for a response from the other end, or if I've never seen such a strange method of prostitution.

But soon, a brilliant streamer flew out of Garand's silent tower and fell straight into the heart of the permafrost furnace, causing the flame of alchemy fire to rise, expanding several times in an instant!

It's not as much as Huai Shi expected, but he directly shook off half of his inventory and threw it over!

With so much weight, if you are careful with your calculations, you can even create four or five fourth-order or higher divine stigmata!

Huai Shi's eyes widened in surprise and clapped her hands again and again.

"Thank you boss, boss is magnificent!"

“......”

Rachel's expression twitched again, and after glaring at Huai Shi, he said, "The great master said, that's it, no more, let you do it yourself." ”

"Is it so stingy!"

Huai Shi sighed, disgusted, a feeling of 'ordinary goods', which made Rachel weak for a while.

How can a human face be so thick?

He finally found a second place where he was inferior to Huai Shi.

But when he glanced at Huai Shi's face again, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and became sad and angry.

Okay, it's the third ......

Then he heard a high-pitched, high-pitched voice.

Like the shrill chirping of countless crows.

With Huai Shi's movements, countless steel feathers emerged from the void, converging with each other, turning into cloud-like forging patterns, the outline was hideous and poignant.

- Divine Sword: Resentment!

Rachel subconsciously took a step back.

Palpitation.

I was intimidated by that ferocity.

When Huai Shi's five fingers were released, the blood-colored knife passed through the open crack in the floor and fell into the eternal flames of the heart of the permafrost.

Cast, let's go!

In the darkness of the Dream Cage, countless sleeping crows raised their scarlet pupils and felt the call from war!

Resentment surged in the black clouds, and soon, it turned into a rain of blood and poured down!

The alchemy fire roared, and the slender blade of the Imperial Sword dissipated silently, replaced by countless steel crows emerging from the void.

They chirped hungrily, curled their iron wings, and soared again in the dim light of the setting sun.

Hideous shadows converged in one place, enveloping the earth.

Scarlet eyes looked down.

Predator, it's begun!

Thousands of iron crows, blessed by the Land of Dusk and resentment, turned into a tidal torrent and swept over the battlefield!

These cunning and ruthless predators avoided all opponents they could not match, and instead chose most of the hordes of Hell that the other avatars disdained to be opposed.

The creatures of hell below the Lord of the Great Horde could not resist this overwhelming torrent of hordes, and everywhere they passed, all their bodies were simply smashed to pieces by the iron wings.

Blood and essentia were drained in an instant.

The iron crow that rises and falls like a cloud goes back and forth on the battlefield, returning with life and essentia, and after being put into the furnace fire, it ushers in another tempering, and then rushes to the battlefield again.

The relentless predator machines have thrown themselves into the slaughter, bringing new energy to the permafrost hearth.

This is the beloved race of the Land of Dusk, the horde of hell that fits perfectly into the heart of the permafrost!

(End of chapter)