"Master Proteus, the people have all been evacuated. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info is now ready to start. ”

Outside the shelter, under the black sky. A bland stone on the left side of the old mage trembled slightly, and then there was no sound. The old mage was left alone to watch, a place that they once considered home, silent......

The survivors behind the old man looked at the inky sky overhead, looking like they were the last to survive. They finally escaped from this sudden calamity.

In any case, absolute darkness brings only depression and fear. No need to die, in this world often represents the greatest hope.

"What about those who have been cut off?" the old mage asked solemnly, as if noticing something.

"Twenty of the thirty-two will remain there forever. ”

It was still an emotionless voice, as if it were just stating an indifferent fact. This time, the old mage was answered by a dead tree lying on its side near the exit of the vault's secret passage. After two tremors, there was silence.

"How can there be so many people, or in such a short period of time. The old mage's tone was finally gone. Casualties have long been expected. However, this amount ...... It's too much. Demon Warrior, this is the most important pillar of the Vault. Whether it is hunting or fighting foreign enemies, they are an indispensable force. Now, two-thirds of them are gone. It's as painful as a person who suddenly has lost his hands and feet.

"The ninth brute ogre, who had been watching, joined the war. He alone killed thirteen people. ”

The stones suddenly buzzed under the old mage's feet, and the people around him continued to bury their heads in the rough metal wires, fully preparing for what was next.

"Bastard!"

The old mage scolded hatefully. If...... If he was still young, how could these ants dare to be presumptuous in front of him.

The mourning was interrupted by a sudden tremor of the earth, and it was clear that the ogre hordes had discovered the secret passage. It's just that this dwarf has designed a special escape passage for himself does not need to carry large machinery, and it is so narrow that even humans have to bend down to pass through, let alone the kind of big guy. ...... It's going to take a while.

However, people don't seem to want to give them plenty of time.

Thirty-six eight-ring shattering circles are distributed around each support point. They will be

From ancient times to the present, human fortifications seem to have the meaning of ending up together. From bunker explosives, to base self-destruction. Perhaps, this is also a kind of bleak helplessness.

"Let's do it! I can't wait for them. ”

The old mage finally made up his mind and initiated the final countermeasures that had been in place since he first arrived nearly a decade ago.

Nine junior mages and four intermediate mages formed a loose circle around the old man, and with this, they borrowed the powerful spiritual power deliberately released by Proteus to begin the decryption and activation of the magic lock in the center of the circle. This kind of magic lock, which is set to prevent the powerful circle from being used by others, is the most complex and difficult to understand, and it takes a while for even the designer himself to open. But what they need most now is a race against time.

Thankfully, there's a living antique here.

"Hurry up! Morgan's equation is solved using Freeman's method of days, and carefully observe the general direction of the demon after the collision. Don't relax!Calculate the approximate time for the circle to activate. Don't complain in secret, I've heard you. I'm designing it for your own good. Hurry up and get to work. ”

The old mage seems to have regained the pleasure of pointing the country on the mage tower. Pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, sometimes shouting a few words loudly to correct people's mistakes.

The shaking of the earth began to become more and more apparent, and the activation of the circle entered the final phase.

"Pay attention to the synchronous link of the control overview. Now, activate it!"

As the words fell, in the underground ruins that people could not see. The ruins began to rise and fall like the breath of a giant beast, flickering with a fiery red glow.

Thirty-six fire-based eighth-order spells - Shattering. The scene on the earth is like ripples on the water. The sand and dust that suddenly took off half a meter in the air dispersed in a rippled shape, and the huge shock wave stirred up gusts of wind and waves, and the faces of the people who hung on it were painful. Immediately afterward, the heavens and the earth were silent for a moment, as if delusional. It's like an erupting volcano that wants to erupt all the accumulated anger at once, after the earth shakes and the mountains shake,...... The earth collapsed. The sudden creation of a huge cavity brought about a massive tearing and shaking of the rock bed. A few unlucky ghosts who were too close to the shelter had just escaped when they were swept into the cracks in the ground by a sudden earthquake.

However, it finally worked. When the dust settled, the survivors were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. After all, no one wants to play a game of who can run faster with those ogres in the unsheltered wilderness. At least these ogres are no longer a threat until they find their way out.

That's how it should be......

However, no one noticed the difference between a little ogre who had been hiding under the protection of his brother and those bloated and ugly companions. This ogre, who is still in his formative years, doesn't seem to be outstanding from others. But, at least he looks clean.

Ogre clean, it sounds like a big joke. However, there is really a kind of ogre in this world who will clean up after himself. At least they will wear clothes instead of straw skirts, at least they will "wash the dust" for a while, at least they - they have wisdom beyond the reach of their kind. The ogre called this phenomenon "apocalypse". And people call this ogre "sacrifice".

Totem, the closest product to God in the world. It is a life created by countless beliefs, and it is the basic prototype of the night god system. After countless verifications and conjectures, anthropologists who do not have God-bound minds are sure. When these symbolic objects are elevated to the realm of the totem of life, we can assume that they already have the original concept of self.

It is like a baby absorbing the milk offered by the believers and gradually growing. The so-called sublimation is that when you are a teenager, you have the totem of life and begin to understand and practice it in learning to accept the external environment. After a short period of time, the logic of totem thinking began to complete at an unbelievable speed. So the fooled people called it holy. As the long years pass, quantitative changes give rise to qualitative changes, and qualitative changes accumulate so that a truly powerful soul is formed, and it is no longer trapped by the body. It is God.

In other words, the seemingly tall god totem is actually just an ornament, and the real core has already gone out to travel.

But even so. The most basic intelligence of the mutilated god totem is also several times that of the holy totem. For example, the most obvious point is......

"I pray that your glory is the direction of those who are ignorant like us. In a land full of sin, it is your dull night that gives us the ultimate refuge. ”

Like a muttered prayer, it starts with the first time so small that it is almost inaudible. The voices of piety converged like rivers in the ground, gradually becoming deafening.

"In this night, your darkness shines brighter than the light. ”

The totem pole that Rouse carried on his shoulders began to brighten up again as the sound of the waves ebbed and fell.

"The starless and moonless night guides us in the direction of our lostness. ”

Finally, under a tremor, the totem pole in Law's hand flew out of his hand, and he stuck himself in the collapsed ground. On it, the unique vibration of the magic pattern suddenly flickered, the ninth-order shamanic magic, mud and earth.

"Damn it!" suddenly shouted Rouse and the old mage in unison.

In front of all, the earth is heavy,...... melted.

Under the staircase-like cavern, a small ogre rode a brute warrior and led the army of ogres out.

"Brother, look. I can help too. ”