Silence was quiet tonight, but not dark, and Sabel's flames shone like a magical lamp for one of the achievements of the goblin civilization, illuminating this blood-filled space.

"Blue Moon went to the Lost Land, and she was very unconvinced by the king. ”

Sabel's voice was soft, and her long flame hair rose to reflect a group of sinners crawling behind her.

"Go ahead, you. ”

Duke El took out thirteen goblets from the space ring, in the style of the Alberon pattern, placed on the carpet in the shape of a cross, and the great nobleman filled them one by one.

"Let the thirteen evildoers be reborn for the time being, and you will have a choice. ”

The prostrate evildoers looked at each other, and finally thirteen of the most unfathomable creatures stood up, bowed slightly, picked up the goblet, and drank it all.

"Vulgar, every time I think of the down-and-out Viscount of the Kingdom of Tustin, it's a pity that God is jealous of you and didn't give me the chance to defeat you with my own hands, of course, on the chessboard of the Eternal Web. ”

Al tugged at the bow ornament on his chest, and before he knew it, the thirteen figures had disappeared, leaving only Sabel and him smiling at each other.

"Go too, the Lost Land, it doesn't seem to be easy. ”

The capital of chaos.

At the top of the firmament, the holy light is magnificent, shining on the heavens and the earth, the angel phantom seems to have been brought to life, the eyes are ruthless, and there are wisps of holy flame rising between opening and closing, bright and extinguished, like two rounds of blazing sun.

The arbiter Tyr was bathed in the majestic light, his blonde hair was like a waterfall, his expression solemn as if a god had descended, and in front of him was a yellowed book floating in the air, the pages of which were windless and automatic, and esoteric magical characters flew out of the worn paper and swirled through the void like elves, tightly wrapping around the clergyman.

"It's a choice you made, and don't blame me for not reminding you in the future. ”

The mysterious ancient half-sage Yahi whispered meaningfully, but found that the young man was not moved at all, and the steadfast devotion in his eyes even made him feel a chill.

He couldn't imagine how such a young child, in his opinion, could have such a terrifying power of faith, and in the deep sea of memories of the half-sage Yahi, the reverent gaze in those eyes could only be realized by at least a cardinal who had been bathed in the admonitions of the gods in the Vatican for many years.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a distorted wail drew people's eyes, and the half-sage raised his eyes to look at the sky, his expression becoming more and more sacred.

Countless souls wandering over the City of Chaos wept, their pale bodies turned into nothingness in the light and the chanting of Tyr, and they dissipated forever in the Eternal Continent, some of them were heretics, and some of them were clergy who had died in the City of Chaos, but unfortunately, the success of the First World War turned into nothingness, and they died for glory before they died, and they had to disappear for glory after death.

With the disappearance of the soul, the chaotic capital seemed to have undergone some unknown earth-shattering changes, and the mysterious ripples spread deep into the black earth, gradually spreading to the surface of the ground, and the arbiter Tyr's chanting became more and more rapid, and syllables that were so old that they made Yahi frown sounded, and then, he really saw something terrible.

The power of rules, there is no world without rules, and there are rules that belong to that era in any era on the Eternal Continent, such as the two-winged angel who tried to destroy the chaotic city, but was met with strange accidents, leaving only a broken wing, and his body withered into ashes, and now, the power of rules seems to have reappeared.

Endless souls are wailing, and if Tiel's majestic chanting is like a knight of the Sanctuary fighting on the battlefield, then this strange howl that makes the scalp tingle is like a huge demon king crawling out of the abyss of death.

The Knights of the Sanctuary and the Demon King of the Abyss, this battle will be earth-shattering.

Pastor Yongge had a mysterious look on his face, and he quietly walked away from the blonde arbiter Till, as if he was afraid of something.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering sound shook the heavens and the earth, and Tyr reached its peak at this moment, and the paper of the "Light Apocalypse" was turning rapidly, like a stormy wave, and finally came to an abrupt end on an ancient and broken yellowed paper.

Above the void, the eyes of the two-winged angel were like two rounds of the sun, each of which had six holy stones that exuded a faint brilliance were rising and falling, and then, he actually showed a smile extremely humane, not benevolent and peaceful, but with a strong killing aura, if you look carefully, you will find that there are white creatures wandering in the body of this angel, and it just so happens that these creatures are the dead souls that were still hiding in the chaotic city a moment ago.

On the black earth, the arbiter Tyr's body was surrounded by countless magic tokens, and the golden arbiter robes had ancient spells flickering, and with the smile of the angel, the heavens and the earth of the Eternal Continent seemed to have discovered the initiator of all this tragedy.

A dazzling light fell from a distant land, descended on the earth, and smashed in front of Till, and at the same time, the fake "Apocalypse of Light" seemed to have a mysterious power, and turned into a giant feathered hand, pulling the streamer into Till's body!

A mysterious streamer enveloped Tyr like a cocoon, and for a moment, his figure vanished, replaced by a large, luminous orb.

It is as if a sleeping creature is breathing, about to be reborn.

"The power of the rules has come. ”

Pastor Yongge looked crazy, and in an instant, he seemed to think of something, and he shouted with his cane: "Priest Yongge, follow in the footsteps of the knights, we don't need to fight, because there is a place where we exist, and there is only light!"

The light dispelled the gloom, the desolate black castle in the distance was desolate, the weeping of the exiles could be faintly heard, and everyone knew that the chaotic capital had ushered in its final moments of life.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The Holy Flame fell like raindrops, falling on the black earth and burning, on the contrary, whether it was the Knight of Light or the Priest, not only did they not have the slightest burning sensation in this sea of fire, but they felt that their own strength was getting stronger and stronger, and sure enough, in a sense, the black rules of the chaotic capital had been changed.

The half-sage Aki looked like a mad lion, and with one step, the ground shattered, and a street in the chaotic capital almost turned to dust.

"Huh?"

With a questioning whisper, the old monster who had lived for hundreds of years suddenly raised his left hand and said a word in a deep voice.

"Stop!"

The sound of tens of thousands of knights stepping did not hesitate at all, as if it was just a person's soul manipulating, and the sound of neat footsteps landing made the decadent black castle in the distance more and more powerless.

The half-sage Aki narrowed his eyes, staring into the dark depths of that street, and suddenly sighed, "The first generation of the chaotic city is still alive, we will attack one street with all our might, remember, don't anger the others. ”

"Ridiculous, won't they join forces against the enemy?"

The blonde knight from Michelle Cathedral has long complained about this old thing, and if it weren't for the appalling epic legends about Yahi that have been circulating for a long time, then judging from his irascible nature, it is estimated that he would have directly shot this old guy to death.

Now this extremely stupid command in his eyes is even more incomprehensible, what does an old man know about things on the battlefield.

But Yaxi's next words extinguished his anger, and even made him faintly frightened.

"The last 'Black Destruction' Holy War, the seven major forces in the chaotic capital went their separate ways, even if the first generation was killed, no one came to the rescue, child, you have to remember that one day is evil, and you will never see the light for life. ”

The claw staff in Yaxi's hand burned a cloud of holy flame, and he threw it out with all his might, with the holy flame as the node, and the claw staff turned into a flaming dragon, and rushed into the depths of the street full of death