In the world shrouded by the god of light, whose creed is rigor and order, in the 30,000 years of human domination of the continent, there has never been a city that has appeared in the form of the giant city of Cosmo today. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Red flowers bloom one by one, with the heat and destruction bestowed on Sarkady, the god of fire from the First Age, in vain in a shadow of silence and cold, bringing beautiful red flowers to the whole world.

The flames raged, and everything that stood in its way turned into sacrifices, offering the hidden spark, and blooming bright but violent red flowers.

Mars blooms, like a large dark red star in the void, spinning and bursting.

The flames are like tongues, and the **** cold air will expel the cold and lead the warmth to come again.

Trees, houses, robes, clothing, air, and corpses.

Yes, there were only corpses, and in this fire, no one screamed, whether it was an old man or a child, a man or a woman, everyone was tightly choked by the throat and swallowed their last breath alive.

Although the flames had ignited their bodies and the sharp pain had been transmitted to their nerves, all of them could only lie in the fire and stare at the sky that had been dyed red by the flames with a pair of frightened or confused eyes.

It's so hopeless and helpless.

Everything visible and intangible was ignited and turned into a torch that soared into the sky, burning wantonly in the fire of the city.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The holy silver sword was held high, the silver-white inscription bloomed with brilliant brilliance, and the holy crusader slashed into a silver giant blade that tore through the sky, piercing through the endless sea of fire, tearing apart the newly formed flame spirits.

The fierce collision of the two peak forces from the First Age and the Seventh Age, the purification of the Holy Light and the scorching of the flames, intertwined into a prelude to the gods after 60,000 years.

The overture sounded, and the gods of the sky lowered their gaze to listen to the beautiful music, and after a moment, shook their heads again, and looked back at an unknown world.

What kind of beautiful music can be played by the power of ants?

The holy light of the paladin bloomed everywhere, and the silver-white armor shuttled through the sea of fire, stepping on the flames, the flames were unwilling, and the scorching heat was released in the moment of destruction.

The fiery heat gnawed at the will of the paladin, and the armor on his body shone with red light, clinging to the knight's body, and a smell of burning permeated it, blending into the scorching stench of the sea of fire.

The black shadow was forced out of the sea of fire, ghostly footsteps jumped, and came behind the paladins one by one, the daggers in their hands fell mercilessly, and the armor melted by the high temperature lost the power to guard, "poof", the metal entered the flesh, followed by a rush of blood, sprayed out from the neck of the paladin, and was instantly dried in the sea of fire.

"Damn orcs!"

The roar sounded in the sea of fire, and the tall black shadow walked out of the sea of fire, and his resolute eyes were full of anger, as a holy knight, it was an unbearable shame to watch the people he was guarding turn to ashes in the sea of fire.

"Sacrifice the Knights, assemble!"

"Humble Knights, assemble!"

"Mercy Knights, assemble!"

"Honest Knights, assemble!"

In the southeast and northwest, the four major cities of Cosmo Giant City, a roar sounded, an illusory divine seat descended, and the divine light fell from the sky, turning into a thick foothill and suppressing the world.

The knights, who were struggling in a panic in the sea of fire, broke free from the entanglement of their enemies and ran in the direction of the throne.

The assassins followed closely behind, the daggers in their hands dancing wildly, and the cold murderous aura struck wildly behind the knights with the destruction of the sea of fire.

The knight roared, the sword in his hand spun, and the holy light descended, sheltering his followers, and giving him precious combat skills to shine in this moment.

The long sword disintegrated, the inscriptions twisted and jumped like they came to life, one magic array after another was built in an instant, the unknown space was opened, and the rich light elements poured out, merging into this magic array one by one.

"Holy Light Slash!"

The brilliant light bloomed, and one by one the magic arrays shattered, and the surging light elements turned into sharp blades under the coordination of the holy light, and flew out with a "whoosh".

The two assassins couldn't dodge, and hurriedly blocked with the daggers in their hands, but at the moment of touch, the daggers forged from solid materials broke instantly, and the smooth incision was like a dragon's thick mockery of humans, mocking the assassin's inadequacy.

The holy light slashed, and the two assassins were directly cut in half, pieces of internal organs sprayed out from the incision, and the broken large intestine fell a large pile of green hard lumps, exuding a foul smell.

"Assemble!"

The sound of urging sounded, and the victorious knight ran towards the seat of the god without having time to check his results, as a member of the Holy Knights, self-discipline was their second rule.

"The Knights of Humility have thirteen thousand, and there are eleven thousand eighty-six!"

"The Honest Knights are thirteen thousand, and there are twelve thousand and eight people!"

"Thirteen thousand and thirteen knights were sacrificed, and the real number was ten thousand and forty-six!"

"The Humble Knights are thirteen thousand, thirteen, and eleven thousand nine hundred and eighty-six!"

The four great knights were fifty-two thousand and fifty-two, forty-five thousand one hundred and twenty-six, and six thousand nine hundred and twenty-six were lost!

The four knights looked at the data in their hands, their faces as gloomy as blood stains on the ground, revealing a dark red black light.

It's a shame!

Once this news is announced, then the entire human kingdom will be in an uproar, and the deterrent power of the Holy See of Light will be greatly reduced, and those countries that are ready to get rid of the Holy See of Light after the Age of Light will abandon their last concerns and draw their long swords to the Holy See of Light fearlessly.

The humble knight Secas roared, "Knights, draw your swords! Make these filthy bastards pay! These six thousand nine hundred and twenty-six human disgraces must be completely washed away with sixty-nine thousand two hundred and sixty orc heads!"

"No! it's not enough!" the sacrificial knight Monrada drew his sword, "the orcs will be wiped out, and they will repent of their evil deeds with the blood of the whole race!"

"The Light does not tolerate any dirt, Holy Light, that orc should be destroyed!"

"Kill!"

The four knights roared angrily, pulled out the long sword in their hands, and the power of the sage swept through the entire city like a storm, and under the heavy pressure of the four divine seat phantoms, the raging flames were instantly extinguished, the scorching heat faded, and the cold came.

"May the Light endure forever, and all evil in the world will be banished!"

More than 40,000 paladins roared a declaration of war, holding sacred banners, and their knight captains attacked the orcs in front of them.

The end of the assassin is coming!

The king of the night has lost the protection of the night, revealing his figure, and you will find that the figure that makes you afraid is actually just a group of weak cats, the sharp blades that once cut through one vein after another are just fragile claws hidden under the soft palms of flesh, and even, even those desperate daggers are actually ordinary blades made of metal, and they have no special power.

The flames were extinguished, the red flowers were helplessly decayed, and the forces of the First Age curled back into the river of history and continued to dance the dance that was said to destroy the world.

One by one, the black shadows were forced out of the darkness, looking helplessly and blankly at the light in front of them, the power of the holy light fell, and everything was over.

Monmis stood on the castle tower, watching the assassins who fled in the city one after another, listening to the fainting wails in her ears, and the hatred in her eyes became more and more shocking.

Are you helpless? Are you hopeless? Have you ever felt that powerlessness? The powerlessness that you can't stop watching death come?

Ames, finally, more people have experienced my mood at that time, are you happy for me?

"Chief, patriarch, they can't support it anymore. ”

An assassin landed lightly behind Monmis, and his anxious voice pointed directly at a group of assassins who were being surrounded by the shield guards not far away.

"Really?"

Monmis asked rhetorically, glanced at the assassins who were fighting desperately, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, they can hold on for a long time." ”

The assassin was anxious, "But my lord, our people have already died too much, and if this continues, even if we can complete the mission, then our Night Moon Cat Clan will lose its rightful place among the entire Cat Clan." ”

Monmis smiled, "So what?"

"Huh?"

"Hehe, what qualifications does the Night Moon Cat Clan who have lost Amis have to survive in this world?"

Monmis sneered, her face full of the pleasure of the successful plot, and turned to look at the assassin who was gradually terrified, and the smile on her lips could not be hidden.

"Scared?" she picked the assassin's chin and smiled at the assassin's frightened eyes, "Fear?"

"You devil ......"

Royce's curse thrust through his skull, the dark red blade reflecting the unbelievable light, the bright red dovetail gulping the blood, Royce's hideous face reappeared, a pair of eyes full of chaos and resentment greedily watched the gradually dissipating eyes. (To be continued.) )