With the opening of the inner gates of Cecil City, it was announced that the last level of this ancient city had been taken by Artis, and there was no obstacle ahead. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Outside the city, Artis did not hesitate to rush in with his people.

At this time, there were still some nobles in the inner city who were stubbornly resisting and wanted to retake the city gates, but they were overwhelmed by the steady stream of believers.

Moreover, even among the nobles, it was not completely resistant, and some nobles had actually secretly believed in the gods of nature for decades, and at this time, under the call of faith, they completely rebelled, and opened the city gates at a critical moment, giving the royal family a fatal blow.

The next day, under the suppression of the believers, the enemy's resistance became weaker and weaker, and then, Artis led people to a palace, looked at the palace in front of him, and frowned a little.

Ahead, Carter bowed forward: "My lord, we have completely surrounded the palace, but many nobles brought people into the palace after getting the news, which made the resistance too stubborn. ”

"How many do you want?" Ardis looked at Carter, his face unchanged.

"At least four thousand!" Carter said in a deep voice without hesitation.

Artis sighed slightly and looked at the palace in front of him.

A stream of red qi luck floated and condensed in it, and under the pressure of a deep black qi from the outside world, it continued to converge on a piece of qi luck with a little cyan in the middle, making it firmly stalemate with the outside world.

And in the depths, as a little bit of luck and blood continued to merge into a blood-red phantom, an existence with a huge majesty was awakening.

Seeing this, Artis sneered.

In this scene, it is clear that the royal family and nobles are holding blood rituals, hoping to awaken the ancestral gods.

He sensed that huge power, different from the clone awakened by the king before, the ancestral god located in the palace was the main body, and its power had been sacrificed under hundreds of years of blood sacrifice to an extremely powerful point, which made him feel a little tricky.

"But why should I fight you?"

He looked at Carter in front of him, his face was cold: "You look at this palace carefully, have you noticed anything?"

On the other side, Carter was stunned for a moment, and then looked carefully at the palace in front of him, a little puzzled.

"This palace is different from the outer walls, and most of the material is still wood. ”

"In that case, isn't it straightforward to burn the fire?"

Artis looked at the palace in front of him, and the expression on his face did not change at all.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

"This..."

Carter looked at Artis in shock: "My lord, there are thousands of people in it!"

"There are not only adult men, but also the families and children of those nobles. ”

He said this, and then knelt down: "Moreover, in the present form, there are many people who are inclined to surrender, and my lord only needs to give me half a month, waiting for the palace to run out of food, and I can get a complete city of Cecil!"

"It's too late!" saw him say this, Artis sighed slightly, and then threw him a piece of paper.

"Yesterday, the royal family has sent people to the surrounding city-states to ask for help, and we must pacify Cecil as quickly as possible before we have time to put in order to face the next city-state army. ”

Hearing this, Carter opened his mouth and did not speak.

After a while, under the solicitation of Artis, all the sacrifices were gathered and prayed silently under the leadership of the decrepit high priest.

As they prayed, a little bit of pure divine power came back from the underworld, and then poured into the high priest's body.

Finally, the High Priest opened his eyes, and a flash of divine brilliance flashed in his eyes, and a huge divine spell was unleashed.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, above the sky, a huge and incomparably large sun slowly condensed, and the fire elemental that continuously swept the surrounding area expanded under the action of divine power, and after reaching a limit, it fell suddenly.

In the pale faces of the nobles watching around, the sun suddenly exploded, turning into countless meteor fireballs that swept the palace in front of him, turning it into a sea of fire.

"Ahh

Seeing this scene, some people couldn't help but scream, looking at the palace that was devoured by the flames in front of them, and looking at the back of Artis with indescribable fear, as if they saw a terrifying demon.

After a while, countless desperate screams came from inside, and faintly, there seemed to be the screams of women and children, mixed with the chaos, making the place extremely terrifying.

In this terrible sea of fire, Artis's face was as usual, and his calm and indifferent demeanor was not affected in the slightest, which made the hearts of those who were secretly observing him around him feel cold.

"What a terrible man! Is he really just a boy who has just turned fifteen?"

The nobles who were watching around looked at Artis and thought, their faces extremely pale.

Touch!

With a muffled sound, the door that had been standing in front of the palace for a long time was opened from the inside, and one by one the guards rushed out under the leadership of the knights, with a faint despair and death in their eyes.

"Nadir!" Artis looked ahead, his face unchanged.

Behind him, Nadir understood, and among the troops in the rear, crossbow arrows flew out, faintly carrying the blessing of divine magic.

This is the result of fifteen years of Artis' reincarnation.

In this world, bows and crossbows do not seem to be well developed, and they pose little threat to knights in armor. Therefore, after the reincarnation of Artsis, he summoned craftsmen to study vigorously, and the bow and crossbow obtained were enough to shoot through the armor within a hundred steps, and with the crossbow arrows blessed by divine arts, the power was very powerful.

Sure enough, with this round of volleys, the warriors pouring out of the palace were suddenly shot down, which surprised the surrounding nobles.

The gate of the palace is extremely narrow, which is originally very conducive to defense, but at this time, it has also become a limitation, no matter how riotous it is, only those people can come out, and they are constantly harvested by pieces of crossbow arrows.

In the end, as the fire continued to strengthen, there seemed to be a roar inside, and a smell of burnt meat came from it, which made the surrounding people can't help but feel sick.

Several knights smelled the fragrance and thought of the barbecue they were eating, and they couldn't help but swallow it, looking at Artis, who was always calm, with a blue face.

"My lord, this is not right!"

A voice came from afar, causing Artis to be slightly stunned.

He looked ahead, and saw that at this moment, mothers were holding their children, followed by a group of old and weak women and children, out of the gate, looking at the warriors with bows and crossbows in front of them with a look of fear.

Through the transcendent perspective of the darkness, Artis clearly saw that on the ground, a noble knight in armor and still holding a breath of air looked at a certain child in the crowd with a hint of supplication in his eyes, with a hint of hope.

On the other side, under the cover of despair in the eyes of those children, a trace of hatred flickered in them.

In the sky, a little bit of resentment continued to rise, turning into black qi and wrapping around the luck of Artis, and it was suppressed by the huge luck and could not explode.

This is resentment, and it is also cause and effect. Thousands of people died tragically because of Artis here, so under the sense of the world, a large amount of resentment rose and wrapped around Artis's side.

Thinking of this, Artis sighed slightly, and as his mind moved, a huge light of merit lit up in the darkness, emitting bursts of unknown fluctuations, canceling out the grievances and erasing all the grievances around him.

"Stop firing the arrows and let them come! If there are adult men among them, kill them immediately!"

Suddenly, the people below breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes!"

In the surroundings, only the sacrifice of the god of nature remained unchanged, looking at the background of Artis, there was an indelible fanaticism in his eyes.

Later, as the fire gradually increased, there were people who wanted to mix in with the old and weak, hoping to break through, but for this part of the people, Artis was unceremonious, and shot them to death along with the women and children. Eventually, the hateful scolding calmed down and the palace burst into flames.

In the darkness, a king's soul body wearing a crown and gorgeous clothes roared wildly in it, trying to escape from the sea of fire, but was suppressed by a huge divine power and could not move.

As his roar and flames gradually burned, a black and cyan qi gradually became weak, infected by the endless resentment below, and became more and more crazy. Utterly wiped out with a low roar.

With his demise, in the body of Artis, a blood-red divinity suddenly shone brightly, expanding and growing along the source power that permeated the surroundings.