There was no sound, and even the sound was crushed along with the Hall of Light.

The dazzling figure as a meteor slammed into it with the only force that could tear through the pitch black, and before it could make a sound, the surrounding marble structure collapsed silently like a pile of ashes.

The more than a dozen corpse witches transformed from the Pope's corpse were shattered into powder at the same time under the squeeze of this power, and several of them were still shining with the magic light that was about to emit in their hands, and they also disappeared together. No shockwave was released in this collision, whether it was matter, magic, or air, everything centered on the two of them shattered and eroded. The black breath and the white light, these two extremely opposite huge forces fought against each other, and the destructive power produced by crushing each other even exceeded the power itself, crushing all the tangible and intangible things around them into the tiniest particles.

The only thing that was not crushed was the center of the collision, two figures, one black and one white. At the moment of the collision, the white light that was as fast as a meteor stopped in place, and the figure wrapped in the black aura flew out horizontally, completely switching from each other in the blink of an eye, and there was no transmission, but the thousands of people on the square felt that their hearts were shaking violently with the impact.

The dust was scattered, and most of the Great Hall of Light no longer existed, forming a huge semicircular pit with a radius of tens of meters centered on the collision between the two, and there was nothing else, only Gru stood alone in a piece of dust that had been destroyed by him.

The dozens of priests and swordsmen who were originally in front of the main hall did not even leave a trace now, and even the air was crushed in the collision of black and white power, and the vacuum formed swept them in, and only four of them retreated in time. As Gru's figure passed by, Asa and Lancelot immediately grabbed Magnus and Talis, who were unable to move, and retreated, respectively.

Only the two of them could understand the consequences of the collision of these forces, only the two of them could have such reflexes and speed, and only they could see clearly that in the dazzling white light, it was Gru who punched Javey in the chest, and the newborn king of the dead was blasted out like a cannonball. Even his body seemed to be torn apart.

Javi was now out of sight, and it seemed that he had flown out of the Shining Castle in a straight corridor that stretched out of sight. The gray-black aura that had been enveloping the Castle of Glory was gradually receding. The corpses that had just stood up fell again.

After a brief period of stillness. The deafening cheers and howls of the orcs erupted, and the swordsmen and priests stood stunned, bewildered. The power of this manifestation has long surpassed human comprehension, and is the same as the breath of the dark star. It only brings people a complete shock.

The black gas on Talis's wrist was subsided, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at Asa who pulled her over, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you save me?"

Asa didn't even look at it, just looked at the Pope and Lancelot and said quickly, "Quick." Go now. Then he flew and rushed forward.

Magnus and Lancelot nodded at the same time. The Pope also regained his senses, but his face was still ugly, just like Lancelot's. Unlike everyone in the square, the two church leaders did not show the slightest excitement or shock, and their faces were still gloomy to the extreme. They nodded and did not rush forward with Asa, but retreated, shouting as they retreated, "All personnel evacuate the Castle of Radiance, quickly, quickly." ”

Not everyone can hear them, and even if they do, they may not be able to react. Lancelot and the Pope first found a few of the archpriests and bishops in the crowd, and their orders were quickly communicated, and the crowd began to disperse in all directions.

By this time, the cheers of the orcs had come to an abrupt end, as Asa retreated and retreated into the crowd with Gru in his arms.

Gru's hand that had just knocked Javi off was now all black, and the muscles that had been perfect as the essence of life had now turned into a lifeless black like peat, and this black was still spreading over him. Although he was still awake, the only strength he had left was to stand like that, all the fighting energy. All the power and life force burned out with that blow.

"Put me down, that guy isn't dead...... Gru whispered to Asa, his eyes still looking in the direction where Javi flew out, his voice faint but almost inaudible but still firm, half a voice with twelve points of fighting spirit.

"But if you go up again, you're dead. Asa sighed and handed Gru over to a few orc leaders. "Retreat for now.

The gray-black in the sky just receded from here, and it wasn't dissipating, it was concentrating towards another place. Asa felt it very clearly, the huge terrifying black aura had not weakened much, and all the aura that had filled the surroundings had flowed back to replenish the damage caused by that moment.

Retreat temporarily. Asa smiled wryly. He himself knows best, this is the legendary king of the dead who will destroy the world, even the ancient elven empire can be destroyed, what is the point of retreating, and what is the point of temporary?

But after all, this is just a sword hilt, the real dark star is still thousands of miles away in the Valley of Deya, this necromantic king is definitely not complete, maybe gather more strength, heal Gru, go to the Whispering Forest to seek the help of the elves, maybe there is still a way to think. It was the only thing he could hope for now.

"Ignore the others, just get out of here as soon as possible. Asa shouted. In fact, there is no need to shout, the orcs and humans are fleeing, and the hostility and vigilance between each other are gone under greater fear, just like the beasts that flee when they encounter a flash flood and wildfire, they can no longer care about killing each other.

"What about the little girl I was with just now?" Asa asked, grabbing Ruken.

Not only Asa and Lancelot, but also other ordinary people and orcs noticed it, and the dark aura in the air slowly surged from the direction that had just receded, and it was thicker and heavier, as if it had returned to the darker, darker, and more terrifying origin to condense and temper again.

A simple retreat is no longer possible, all that can be done is to fight your way out of the encirclement. Orcs and humans no longer fight each other, but living and dead things fight each other. Under this renewed breath, the corpses that had just fallen stood up again, and this time it was no longer just the square, the corpses of all orcs, humans and beasts who had died in battle in the Castle of Glory were transformed into undead. The corpses created by the great battle just now had already surpassed the remaining living people, and in just a few breaths, a huge army of undead appeared in the Radiant Castle and attacked all the people who were still alive around them.

A huge black shadow emerged from the edge of the Glorious Castle, it was an extremely thick black aura, so black that even a glance at people would make people gloomy, frightening, desperate, and make people feel dead, like a huge Grim Reaper crawling out of the abyss, showing the majesty of death and the huge amount of death in front of all living beings. The aura was slowly moving towards here, it was Javey who had been knocked away.

The ground was constantly surging, and countless bones were emerging from the ground, not only human corpses, but also huge bones, dragons, and other unnamed monsters, in the deepest breath of death, these corpses that had been sleeping for many years were all revived in the form of undead monsters.

These countless zombie skeletons are frantically biting, attacking, trampling on the people who are still alive around them, even if they are shattered and destroyed, they still do not flinch, they want to celebrate their new life with a feast of death. The ground is still splitting, and more and more larger, more and more incredible skeletal monsters are constantly burrowing out from below, even on the small land of Radiant Castle, the corpses accumulated over thousands of years are uncountable.

Orcs and humans were indistinguishable from each other, converging into a torrent that rushed outward. I don't know when there have even been priests who have been blessing orcs, and no one cares if they are of the same kind or the same faith. As long as it is alive, as long as it is not a dead body, it is enough to become a companion.

Asa is also rushing left and right in this torrent of people, beasts and undead, not he is not trying to survive, but looking for people.

"Aiyimeh!Aiyime......" Asa shouted, his shouts completely drowned out by other sounds around him, and he had to push away and knock away the beasts and people around him, and make a way out of the countless undead.

Although he left Ai Yimei in the crowd of beasts, what happened later was too shocking and terrifying, and no one had any extra attention to care about a little girl. He asked several orcs to no avail, so he had to look for it himself.

It was definitely not the time to look for someone, but Asa knew he had to find it, and he had to hit it no matter what.

Finally, when a small group of skeletons and a small group of swordsmen of the Zombie Gang returned to the main army, Asa finally saw Gongyimei, but there was no joy in his heart, only a bone-chilling chill that ran through all his feelings. This chill is not only cold, cold, but also painful, downright heart-wrenching, like stabbing ice into the body with a sharp knife to freeze all the hot flesh into ice and then twist it into pieces.