"Fries" is a huge golden dragon. Since breaking out of the shell, it has been rampant in the ancient forest, and it can almost be said that it has never been defeated. But yesterday he was defeated by the little priest of the Holy Order. What a shame this is!!

Now there is a small necromancer who unleashes a coercion that resembles the power of a demigod to challenge him. This makes "Fries", who has a huge competitive spirit, any endure it??

Despite the persuasion of many of his wiser subordinates, the golden dragon "Fries" flew straight there. Even a seriously injured three-mouthed worm demigod could kill a large number of Saint-rank powerhouses, not to mention a golden holy dragon.

The golden figure flew over the trees, and the forest below was instantly destroyed by the strong air pressure, and the earth cracked inch by inch. But wherever the golden figure flies, it will become barren and lifeless.

Standing on the top of the watchtower tower in the distance, Xiu Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly through the gap in the mask helmet and looked at the golden figure that was flying towards him with the momentum of blowing withering and decaying, and the face covered by the mask couldn't help but smile deeply.

There are not many divine techniques in the Xiui Society, strictly speaking, there are only six kinds, three are the divine skills of the God of Light, one is the divine art of the sun itself, one is the divine art obtained in the temple of the evil god when he was in the underworld, and the other is the divine punishment magic used by Archbishop Wenglis to injure the holy rank golden dragon!!

Although it is said that the Ra Rondis family has a deep heritage, there are really not many divine skills of the Xiuyi Society. After all, what does a blacksmith know about swordsmanship and bowing? Xiu Yi was just a beginner alchemist before his death. Why do you want to learn divine arts??What's the use of learning it??

"O goddess of the eternal sky!!, please listen to my request. ”

As he began to recite the sacrificial text, Xiuyi's body began to change somewhat. The skin that was originally very normal became pale and ugly, and the body, which had not been breathing, gasped violently. A strong feeling of suffocation filled Xiuyi's soul fire.

"I pray that you will send down the power of heaven and the incomparable divine punishment. ”

The sunlight pierced the clouds, dispersing all the clouds that had been several kilometers long, leaving only a round of scorching sun above the sky, which was extremely violent.

"I am your most faithful servant, and now there are demons who seek to slaughter the people under your protection, slaves. ”

The sunlight became fierce, and whether it was humans, orcs, monsters, deformed species, or undead, they all felt that they would be burned out when they were exposed to the sun.

"Do you allow your people, your slaves, to be slaughtered??"

Golden tears flowed from Xiu's black eyes, which only had thin rings of gold. It represents the death of death, which is turned into a wisp of black smoke by the fierce sunlight.

"No!!You won't allow it!!That's a slander against your divine might, that's an insult to your holiness!!"

Because flesh restoration is the restoration of the body of the undead to the body of the strongest in life. So, Xiuy's lungs, injured by the poison of the purple-spotted jellyfish, began to congest like crazy.

"Therefore, I pray that you will rain down the flare that burns everything up, and will insult you, slander you, and the monster that does not know what the power of God is, burn it out!!"

A large amount of blood overflowed from the mouth of the person who was reciting the sacrifice text, and his voice became strange due to the congestion of his lungs.

The sun became more intense, shining on all living beings, on the bodies of the undead, burning their skins and stinging their souls, all of them hiding in the poor shadows in order to alleviate the pain.

But does it work??

"Fringe Shasha Aika, Kolida Freshack, Ekrem "Belibex", Shara Yeremer, Karn Ain!!"

Just as the Golden Dragon Demigod was about to fly to the watchtower, the sacrificial text that Xiui had been chanting suddenly turned into elven language.

The sharp pain in his chest was caused by the blood in his lungs, the burning pain in his body was caused by the fierce sunlight, and the tearing sensation of the soul fire was caused by the constant loss of his mana by divine magic. Blood kept spilling from his mouth, through the gaps in his mask and helmet, to the ground.

The face behind the mask was no longer the slightest bit of blood. Pale as the snow on the ground, white and frightening!!

"It's this magic again!!Humble mortals!!Suffer death!!" The golden dragon that was about to fly to the top of the watchtower let out a terrible roar at Xiuyi, who was standing on the top of the watchtower tower and constantly reciting sacrifices.

The roar carried coercion and strong wind, crushing the heavy Kai on Xiuyi's body to deform, and the bones on his body were cracked in many places, and the power of the demigods was self-evident.

"Farin Mores, Charaziaca!!!"

With a loud roar, a terrifying pillar of light slammed between the watchtower and the demigods, instantly turning into a terrifying light curtain with a range of several kilometers. Those flying dragon beasts that followed the Golden Dragon Demigod were all in the light curtain and turned into flying ashes!!

Because the light curtain was too big, many, many, countless undead, humans, orcs, demonic beasts, and deformed species, were swallowed by the divine punishment light curtain. Even the headquarters far from the watchtower was affected.

Archbishop Wengres, who had just returned to the headquarters to recuperate, looked at the light curtain with boundless coercion and showed a strange smile. It's as if something has succeeded.

"Roar~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

A terrifying dragon roar resounded through the sky, and the huge and shining light curtain began to crack in the terrible dragon roar, and finally shattered into pieces and disappeared—

"Huey, Winnie is a poor child, her mother died in childbirth because she gave birth to her, and her father did not like her. So her mother brought her home and wanted to take care of her for her mother. Promise me, Huey. You'll marry her when you grow up, whether she's good-looking or not. A woman in her twenties, standing in front of a crib, said to a very young five-year-old child beside her.

"Mother, I will. The boy didn't understand what his mother meant, because he was still young. But he agreed. Because he didn't want his mother to be sad, and his affection for the baby in the crib who was laughing at him—

"Smack!!" "Why did you agree to that marriage or something!?Didn't you already have Winnie!?Didn't you promise me!?"

A woman slapped a boy who was only about six years old. Then he yelled and yelled at the boy.

The boy did not answer his mother's reprimand. He covered his slapped cheek and sobbed quietly, not even caring about the bloodshot on his lips.

As the culprit of the boy's beating and being scolded, he stood aside and watched coldly, without the intention of coming forward to organize.

Originally, the boy was trying his best to refuse the strange request of the princess, but if it weren't for him, maybe this scene in front of him would not have happened at all.