Intense colorful light struck like a torrential rain towards the dark realm that shrouded the Death Pass, each ray of light meant that a legendary powerhouse struck with all his might, and the attack containing powerful origin power was difficult for even the realm of demigods to withstand indefinitely. The darkness shook violently like the waves of an angry sea, with small eruptions from time to time, each of which meant that a small area of darkness would disintegrate under the onslaught of the onslaught, and then turn into wisps of foul-smelling smoke that rose up.

The offense went very well, so smoothly that it was confusing. Even if the Abyss Great Monarch Amur Hydras has overwhelming strength, it does not mean that he can ignore the full onslaught of more than a dozen legendary powerhouses, and every piece of the dark realm is torn apart, it means that he loses a piece of power, and the accumulation is considerable. The main plane's rejection of the root of all evil caused him to consume the power of faith every second he stayed, and although the consumption per unit of time was not large, it would never stop until Amur Hydras was able to successfully elevate the throne.

Levi Ston was the only one among the crowd who did not attack, his sacrificial fighting spirit had just reached the level of the early stage of Tianhua, and although he was able to release it, he was still far from forming a real threat to the dark realm. As for those attack magic that originates from the heart of the castle, although they all contain a trace of origin power, they are far from pure enough, and they need to consume faith power to transform, rather than wasting it on the indiscriminate bombardment of the dark realm, it is better to replace it with magic that supports one's own side.

So when Levi opened his arms, colorful lights began to appear on everyone's bodies. The trumpets whispered, the morale-boosting heroism shimmered in circles of pale golden light, the hymns played, the damage-boosting prayers rained down silvery white light, and the natural gifts of strength-strengthening bloomed with a hint of greenery in the breeze, strengthening the power of the people in several ways.

Sensing this surprising effect for the first time, Chief Ingram's mouth couldn't help but open wide, and a sword ray deflected from its intended position, grazing the tip of the right wing of the Burning Dragon King Dariga, almost leaving a bloody trail on it. The latter couldn't help but let out a vicious curse, but because the fighter plane in front of him was very valuable, he didn't make a more drastic move. As for Chief Ingram, he didn't care, his heart was already completely filled with surprise, and he could barely contain any other emotions.

Although in the eyes of the gods, the legendary powerhouse still belongs to the category of mortals, at most they are stronger mortals. But when they truly grasp the Origin Power, there will be a lot less place in the Legendary Powerhouse that belongs to mortals. Their longevity and physical fitness are greatly enhanced, often beyond the innate limits of their race.

Of course, this kind of enhancement also has its limits, although a pure-blooded human legendary powerhouse cannot reach the high elves to calculate the lifespan in thousands of years, but it is not strange to live to three or five hundred years like a dwarf;

However, the Origin Power does not always bring benefits, and while the lifespan and physical fitness have been greatly improved, the acceptance of the Legendary Powerhouse for healing magic and auxiliary magic has also been greatly reduced. Especially for a legendary powerhouse like Chief Ingram, who was already close to his peak, even the divine skills with a strength of up to the ninth energy level cast by the cardinal could only have a negligible effect. If ordinary people accept such a high-level divine art, although they will not achieve the magical effect of resurrecting the dead, they will at least be able to save their lives from the brink of death.

Lord Levi Ston, regent of Arthur's kingdom, was a true knight in every word. This statement is not only a praise of his benevolent means and firm faith, but also a high summary of his abilities. Chief Ingram had heard rumors that the young heathen regent could perform healing and attack magic, but he had never accepted it.

Because Chief Ingram knew very well that it was difficult to cultivate his fighting spirit as a knight, he must not allow distraction to master other powers, and even learning divine arts that relied on pious beliefs would lead to stagnation of his fighting spirit, let alone learning the kind of magic that required a lot of time to study the tomes of the scriptures. The heretic regent didn't seem to be twenty years old yet, and even if his fighting spirit was instilled by the knights of the family, and if he could reach the level of his fighting spirit, he obviously needed to work hard to sharpen it.

Chief Ingram shook his head in disbelief, he couldn't believe that there could be such a genius in this world, maybe only by describing it as a god, it could be regarded as deserved! Then it happened that Levishi displayed a magic called Praise of Light, and beams of golden light descended from the sky and shone on everyone, instantly bathing their bodies in a layer of pale golden light, and each attack carried a trace of light power, and the damage to the dark realm was strengthened a lot.

The Praise of Light was not very strong for the others, but for Sir Rodriguez, the Knight of Damnation, and Arranth Kate, the Shadow Assassin, it brought a sense of discomfort. But for Chief Ingram, the feeling was completely different, he felt that his whole body was bathed in a pure light, and in that moment, the light filled his consciousness, depriving him of all intuition, leaving him with only a heartfelt awe and shock.

Chief Ingram couldn't remember when he wept, but when he regained consciousness, the dark realm in front of him was still as deep as night, and his face was already covered with tears. "Favorer of the Golden Sun Flandara......" he muttered to himself, the blade of his hand shining even brighter, "I beg your forgiveness for our past mistakes, the sword of judgment will shine brightest under your command!"

With a loud roar, Chief Ingram crashed into the dark realm like a golden meteor, and then pierced out from the other direction. Although his fighting strength had reached the peak of sanctification, it was still difficult to protect his entire body while fighting against the dark realm, and several deep and long black scars appeared on the arms and chest of Chief Master Ingram, but he didn't care, instead raised his long sword high, sang a poem in praise of the Lord of Glory in his mouth, and rushed towards the dark realm again.

Levi's healing white light almost couldn't keep up with the figure of Chief Master Ingram, "Baroud is on top, how did the Chief Master of the Sword of Judgment suddenly become so active?" the young regent couldn't help but stumble, "Although I heard that fanatics have always been fatal when they go berserk, there must always be an opportunity to stimulate them to go berserk!"

"The Praise of Light should be done without the effect of Bloodthirsty Fury. Mr. Dish said as he hurled a deep purple lightning spear into the dark realm, then waved his hands to summon a dark green wave of searing heat. "Young Master Levi, the Great Monarch of the Abyss must have encountered some big trouble that makes him unable to distract, take this opportunity to summon the Alchemy Giant God Statue and the Castle Heart Volunteer Army, and launch an all-out attack!"

A hint of gloom flashed in Levi's eyes, and then his eyes became resolute again, "I see, Mr. Dich, please minimize the sacrifice of the Volunteers, and the portal to the heart of the castle is opened!"

In the next moment, hundreds of blue-white teleportation rays bloomed around Levi, like flowers blooming in the night sky.

As Mr. Dish had speculated, Amr Hydrath, the Great Monarch of the Abyss, had indeed encountered a great problem, which not only caused his faith power to suddenly and drastically decrease, but also cut off his only way back to the Abyss Demon Domain.

The explosion of the Judgment of Light was a truly traumatic wound to Amur Hydras, whose dark realm was destroyed by the rampaging alchemical energy, and although it was quickly restored by the power of faith, the shock to the source power did not subside quickly. Since the Divine Fire was at the core of the Origin Power, this kind of vibration would bring a series of unpredictable consequences, and Amur Hydras was in a hurry to stabilize the Origin Power, and he couldn't help but lose attention to what was happening under his feet for a short time.

Under the cover of the broken mountain rocks and thick smoke, the alchemy summoning array was still running tenaciously, although the abyss sacrifices that made up the alchemy summoning array had been killed and wounded, but those nodes still shone faintly. The core node of the summoning array was the most tightly guarded, the most complete place, and the treacherous lord Shakros, who had almost lost all of his strength, lay down on one of the nodes, and the smoke-like body was constantly sucked into the node, and then transformed into a flickering pale gray light.

"Alyaf, you...... This one...... Cunning ...... Swindler. Shacross's voice was faint, almost inaudible, and the dim green undead flames burned on his already thin and barely visible face, as if they would be extinguished at any moment, and even a breeze could not bear it. "Okay...... What about benefit-sharing? Okay...... Help me...... Regaining ...... Origin Power ......"

"Ah, Your Majesty Shakros, aren't you regaining control of the Origin Power?" Although the Erudito Guild's Al Yafu was covered in dust, his expression was radiant, and he even grinned in a good mood, "You see, under the effect of the Alchemy Summoning Array, your soul has been extracted and turned into the power that pushes the Summoning Array to reverse, isn't this exactly the result that only the Origin Power can get? As for the matter of benefit sharing...... There will always be some gap between the ideal and the reality, and as a deceitful lord, you can't understand it, right?"

Shackrose's smoky face twisted for a moment, then let out a soft, frightening laugh, "yes, I'...... Should be able to understand...... Deceitmer...... The ...... of Constant Deception That's it...... I understand. But I can't understand ...... Why are you doing this? And ...... It's that they lose both...... Before......"

The result of reversing the Alchemy Summoning Array was to cut off the last retreat of the Abyss Great Monarch Amur Hydras, and in doing so, the Abyss Great Monarch had only one way to go, successfully seizing the priesthood and exalting the divine throne, and once the power of faith was exhausted due to the rejection of the main plane, his divine fire would use his soul as the last fuel and be completely incinerated completely.

That's exactly what Shackroth is strange about. Al Yaf did not hesitate to sacrifice the hidden power of the Magicians' Guild and the Erudito Guild, betrayed the human camp, and made a great contribution to the advent of the Abyss Great Monarch, once Amur Hydras succeeded in becoming a god, he would certainly be able to receive a considerable degree of reward. Shacros was not surprised that Al Yaf had greater ambitions, but before the humans who had held the fortress of Talon were completely defeated, Al Yaf began to plot to weaken the power of the Abyss Grand Monarch and cut off his retreat, which was obviously very inconsistent with his position.

"You feel like I'm a little hasty with my plans, don't you? "I'm afraid you're wrong, I've chosen the right time, and if those humans are slaughtered by His Majesty Amur Hydras, it will be too difficult to stop him from taking the priesthood of the Lord of Glory. ”

"For ...... What ......" As more and more soul power was extracted by the alchemy summoning array, Shacross's voice became weaker and weaker, and the limbs could not even maintain their form, disintegrating into lead-gray smoke that rose up, and before these smoke could escape, they were sucked by the core nodes and turned into the energy required by the summoning array. "Why do you want to ...... Stop the Abyss Grand Monarch...... You...... No...... It's not ......" Shacross's body shattered into a cloud of smoke after a jolt, only the skull remained, and two bits of dark green flames struggled to flicker and burn, refusing to extinguish.

"It's not on the side of light and justice, is it?" said President Al Yaf on behalf of Shacros, who was no longer able to speak, and his smile became even brighter, "I am indeed not," he happily admitted, the alchemy robe on his body slowly changing shape, and the staff of the ** master in his hand also began to deform, part of it swelled into an intricately carved scabbard, and the other part turned into a long sword with a brilliant light on the blade. "But I won't stand on the side of the Abyss Demon, what I want the Abyss Great Monarch can't give me, because we all have the same purpose, we both want to sit on the throne of the god that means eternal immortality!"

Shackros's eyes finally glowed with a sharp light, and his lips squirmed like a whisper that escaped into the air with the last wisps of gray mist.

"Original...... You're not Alyaf...... Lord Blind-Eyed Thomas Youngson, you lied...... All of them. ”

(To be continued)