The dark sky was scorched by the burning meteorites, and the boiling and chaotic elemental storm converged into a magical tidal wave, disturbing all the elements here, making all the clergy and 'guests' feel as if they were suffocating from oxygen.

Chapter 617

The sky is like a meteorite replicating the falling stars, and the trailing tail of light pierces the sky like a flaming blade, and the fire ignites the night, and the closer you get to the ground, the more you feel the fear of the oppression.

A flaming meteorite with a diameter of more than 100 meters fell from the sky, and although Nomos and the knights were taller and stronger than normal humans, they were still extremely small in front of a meteorite. Especially at this moment, the number of meteorites is more than 10 million, which can cover the entire Florosia in all directions, accurately and secretly keeping a distance between the walls.

Chaotic magical tides converge, and the storm that tore through the sky as meteorites fell, enveloped the outer space of Phrothia, cutting off the possibility of entering or leaving. The clergy were unable to absorb the light element from the air, and even the chaotic magic tide could not cast spells because of the chaotic magic tide at that time, and even the magic in their bodies was stirring wildly, filling their chests with a drowning suffocation, and even breathing made their ribs hurt.

With the storm clamour, Orn, Padrak, and later Musel...... Yastor and all the guests who were invited. Whether it is a master or a loyal servant, a warrior or a legal professional, and the magical beasts that accompany them, they are all 'forced' to land from the sky as a result of the chaotic magical storm, mimicking the same, if not more painful, reactions of the clergy around them.

The storm also caused them a slight pain, making the disguise more real.

Although they are guests, they don't need to assist the Knight of Light to defend the destruction of Phrothrosia, but the clergy are suffering from the magic tides, and there seems to be something bad about them being too relaxed.

Nomos was equally tormented by the chaotic fluctuations of the moment, the light within him hustle and bustle, and the faces of the knights he walked with him hidden in their helmets were equally distorted. Nomos struggled to absorb the chaotic light elemental particles in the air, and continued to keep himself disguised as a paladin, raising the spear in his hand, wanting to call more knights of light to guard the light with him.

However, the gates of Phorosia remained closed.

It's like because of the confusion of time, the city gates can't be opened without opening the dusk ceremony...... Except for the nearly a thousand clergymen present at the moment, not a single knight in the city responded to Nomos's call.

Even with the impending disaster, in the eyes of Nomos and everyone, Phrothia was still a little strangely calm, too silent.

The face under Nomoth's helmet was hideous, and he sensed that the light around him was fading, and the meteorite falling from the sky was coming, and there was only death that could not be stopped within a few breaths.

Why didn't the Light respond to his call at this moment, why did he allow such a dangerous 'meteorite' to appear at the Rite of Dusk, and who caused all this?

Nomos knew the situation in Phrothrosia, and there should have been enough knights.

Nomos looked up at the sky, and the meteorite he saw seemed to be so close that he couldn't think too much about it. Even if the Pope did not respond to his call, and the space and elemental chaos remained, the light that Normos had received from his heart remained, and the present catastrophe was regarded as the ultimate trial.

He will defend Phrothrosia as a knight, and he will become the new hero of humanity's guardian glory.

"Even if you sacrifice your own flesh and blood, you must guard the glory of the light. I coexist with Phrothia, and I will fight until the last moment! ”

Nomos no longer hesitated, raised his head and let out an inhuman roar, forcibly waking up his fellow knights with the power of his blood. Ignoring the clergyman who was about to run wild due to the chaos, he took the reins of the rope and vigorously struck the Pegasus who trembled in fear, and with a strong will, he forcibly commanded the beast to rush into the sky.

Aoun ...... Mussell and the others all maintained a painful posture, pretending that they could not fully stand up due to the tidal storm, lying on the back of the riding monster, and chasing Normos in great secrecy and difficulty.

The wolf dragon surrounds the disguised puppets, and the invisible Ryan and Andrew also keep an eye on everything about Normos.

It's not just about stopping the Rite of Dusk, lest the Light mark everyone, and destroy the Ritual of the Damned.

This dazzling forbidden spell return gift is also a temptation.

Ryan was curious if the Pope would let go of the most critical moment and stop it at this time, as the city was about to be destroyed.

At the moment of the meteorite eruption, Ryan had already secretly sensed in the chaos...... Not only Phrothrosia, but also the central imperial city separated by a wall, in which the guards and subjects were the same, was almost the same as Vgorosia.

The most important legion of griffin knights in the central imperial city can no longer spread their wings due to the light.

And the pope seems to be in some kind of trouble, or missing...... There is something wrong with the gifts given by the god of lies, and it could also be those incarnations,

It cannot be ruled out that because Adorel has recently destroyed many new cities of light and stripped the seeds of light from those clergy, the Pope has lost too many sacrifices.

The Pope seems to be vaguely unable to wait until tomorrow, and he needs to first let some of the sacrifices be devoured by the incarnation to stabilize the light.

The system can't fully inform the answer, and Ryan can only think and speculate with Andrew.

As long as the Pope doesn't prevent the destruction of Phrothrosia, the counterattack may not have to wait until the birthing—

As long as the early morning comes, it is up to them to start the war to destroy the evil in advance.

All of the allies in the Alliance are ready for war, and there are long-range spatial scrolls that can be teleported at any time. From the time they set out early this morning, they would be ready to go to war at any time.

Nomos didn't know what Ryan and the Pope were thinking at the moment, and the clergy on the earth raised their heads with difficulty, and the seeds of light in their hearts beat violently......

Apparently in a chaotic situation, the Light not only did not respond to the call for help, but even stealthily stole their power and lives. It's just that due to the influence of the magic tide, the clergy can't perceive the passage of their own vitality, and only the 'knights' are still 'unaffected' and insist on 'justice'.

The total number of Nomos, his companions, and the knights was only a few hundred, and the minotaur disguised as a knight was awake by the roar of Nomos, and was still timid by the scene as if the world was about to be destroyed.

"Bright and fearless—"

Nomos raised his spear aloft and channeled the last of the light in his body and heart.

Bloodlines and talents are shared at the same time, and without the fluctuations of the orc's horns, all knights do the same thing as Nomos.

The silver spear pointed to the sky, and the knights and the feeble clergy on the ground looked at the flaming meteor.

As Nomos and all the knights saluted in unison, the golden light converged on the tip of the spear, splitting into trillions of pillars of holy light and intertwining into a net, blocking the entire Phorosia, intending to intercept all the meteorites falling from the sky.

As the storm and tide became more and more chaotic, the clergy gasped for breath, struggled but struggled to fold their hands on their chests, and prayed in the midst of the tumultuous storm: "May the light bless you forever—"

Orn, Arroline, Mussell, and the others also folded their hands, praying that the Meteorite would break through the barrier of light and destroy Phrothrosia as they had planned.

In the midst of two different prayers at the same time, with Ryan's gaze, thousands of meteorites in the sky finally fell.

In the eyes of everyone, Ryan secretly controlled and tempted, so a burning meteorite fell into the web of holy light first.

The web of light is soft, intercepting the first meteorite to fall in the sky, and using the magic of light to stop the noisy wind beasts from communicating.

The giant starfall slammed into the web of light with all its might, directly knocking the soft web out of the crack.

If it weren't for the timely replenishment of the power of light, the web of light that shrouded over Phrothrosia would have been repaired, and Nomos would have been a demigod himself, and the light in his body would have come from the Pope, otherwise he would not have been able to stop it even if he had companions.

Without the help of the clergy, Nomos and the knights could only mobilize more of the light within them. The Web of Light caught the first falling meteorite, and although the Web of Light did not shatter immediately due to the meteorite, the flames that wrapped around the meteorite were spreading, as if they were about to burn everything to ashes.

The most important thing is that this is only the first meteorite, and there are still tens of thousands of stars in the sky that will fall.

Nomos had lost his fear of the light, and wondered who was guiding it all. Such a dangerous and terrifying forbidden magic, he still didn't even know who the caster was.

The enemy in the shadows can hide everything perfectly, and even the Pope, who borrowed the eyes of Nomos, was also distracted to communicate with the God of Lies, but for the first time, the God of Lies did not respond to his questions.

The Pope's finger in the temple pressed down, absorbing the life force of the clergy outside Phrothrosia, and at the same time, he was extremely stingy and lent a little power to Nomos.

By the gift of the power of the Light, Nomoth's face under his helmet was hot, and his eyes were feverish, "I feel—"

However, no sooner had he spoken, than the Pope immediately sealed Nomoth's words with magic.

It's not just Ryan who is secretly observing...... The Pope, located in the Temple of Light, closed his eyes and continued to absorb life in secret and focus.

Blessed with the power of the Pope, even if he could not speak, Nomos became more and more convinced. He leads the Web of Light to split, trying to capture the giant meteorite that fell in the net and then fight back against the sky.

However, at the moment when the Pope lent his power, Ryan, who sensed the change in Nomos's power, had confirmed that the Pope would not save everything, even the clergy and knights-

The invisible Ryan looked at the clergyman who did not know that the Pope had given up and was still praying sincerely.

When Nomos controlled the light to wrap the first meteorite around it and tried to hit the sky in reverse, Ryan stopped tempting the Pope and controlled the rest of the meteorite to fall from the sky.

In the midst of Nomos's increased confidence due to the light, a series of falling meteorites easily shattered the web of light, absorbing the power of the shattered light to make the flames burn more violently. Under the panicked gaze of Nomos and the knights and clergy, the meteorite fell towards Phrothrosia in all directions.

The roaring meteorite has unspeakable power, and the barrier of light has no resistance. Even by virtue of the downward storm, every house in Florosia was crushed and shattered unhindered.

Especially at the moment when the meteorite touched the ground, the power of the eruption roared violently, and the magic tide erupted as if it was about to destroy the world.

It was as if a substantial hurricane ran through everything in a circle, and thick smoke filled the whole of Phorosia. The earth cracked with a roar, and Phrothrosia was unhindered by the destruction of meteorites, including the sacrifices in the city.

Pegasus was knocked away by turbulence, the clergy with severe pain in their hearts were covered by the crumbling walls, and Nomos wanted to continue to stop the meteorite, but before Nomos and the knights could rise from the ground and escape the black smoke and the rift of the earthquake, the Pope had withdrawn the power of light in their bodies and absorbed the life without reservation.

Only a ray of holy light condensed into a shield, only protecting the central imperial city from being affected.

There was a secret reminder from Ryan, and at the moment when the meteorite was about to fall, Orn and the others all pretended to feel wrong.

Mussell raised his staff and jumped from the back of the water whale with his companions to the ground. Hazel raised the conch in her hand, and guided the whale in front of everyone with the sound of the snail.

Everyone took out their magic items to protect themselves and their companions, and tried their best to retreat into the distance in the midst of the storm.

Meteorites from the sky slammed into the ground, destroying and smashing the power of purification deep underground, destroying the Pope's hidden altar and creating more chaotic elemental tides to prevent the Pope from using magic to repair Phroglosia tonight.

Each one is comparable to a large forbidden meteorite, and is the power of multiple demigods, multiple scrolls, and the power of the Titan Titan props.

Even though a single blow consumed nearly a million gold coins, Ryan didn't feel too distressed, this was his gift to the Pope. What's more, after Ryan's one-time Krypton gold million, the friendly system took the opportunity to give Ryan some gifts in return, as well as some important secrets.

The reason why the Pope does not appear may be that he is trying to devour the God of Lies, or it may be that the God of Lies deliberately allows the Pope to devour, taking the opportunity to melt evil into the Pope's body and waiting for the moment of godhood.

There are too many unknowns, and the only thing that can confirm the god of lies, the Pope, still exists.

Ryan and Andrew stayed away from the magic storm, staring at the black smoke of the starfire and whispering in their heads, "Tong, that friend of mine, is he okay at the moment?" ”

"It's good."

The system replied euphemistically, "He saw the shattering of the magic tide and the life-devouring light...... The Pope has control over almost everything in the Central Imperial City, except for that friend of yours, even if the Pope is not sure......"

"He's waiting to see you again." System: "The Pope didn't find out everything about you. ”

"Night is coming, and I will soon be able to meet him."

Ryan stared at Phrothrosia in the smokescreen, and only slowly stopped the destruction until he was sure that the Pope could not turn back time tonight.

*

Wait for the meteorite to stop falling, the sky to descend into true darkness, the time spans dusk, and a few stars shine with the moon. The earth, which was no longer damaged, shook and calmed, the tidal storm dissipated, and the chaotic elements gradually returned to normal.

Keeping communication with Ryan in his head, Orn and the others stopped pretending to be sorry and sad.

Under the light and starlight of the double moon, the crowd rode on the back of the beast, slowly and cautiously converging on the same place in the most complete land.

Everyone didn't dare to get too close to Phrothrosia, so they were temporarily guided by Orn, and then guarded by warrior professionals, and law professionals suspended cross-legged in the air to meditate, including Ryan, who was a magister, and everyone adjusted the source of the 'chaos' magic power in their bodies.

Waiting for the turbulence and anomaly to fully 'recover' from the turbulence and anomaly just now, everyone formed a different team with their accompanying companions, and vigilantly followed behind Orn.

Even though the stars increased in the night, and there was no illusion of light peeping, everyone still maintained a suitable cautious attitude.

Orn looked sideways at Padraic who had gathered with Paorien and the others, and the warriors who had arrived with him such as Alexis and Arroline, and walked towards them in the moonlight, and asked in a friendly whisper, "Your Highness Padraic, those meteorites just now...... You are most familiar with the situation in the Central Imperial City, what do you think is better done now? ”

To prevent the Pope from secretly hiding around and eavesdropping, Orn deliberately disguised himself as a man of calamity.

Musel and the others pretended to have the same concerns as Orn, and they all approached Padraic and waited for his answer at the moment.

"Good day, you haven't seen you in a long time. His Royal Highness Hon...... His Royal Highness Padraic. ”

The princess of the City of Flowers is petite, with a pair of beautiful butterfly wings on her back, and a veil on her face, which stops not far from Ouen. After saluting politely, he looked at Phrothia, who had stopped and was still filled with black smoke, and his voice was just right worried, "The light has not responded until now, and I don't know that the chief knight and the clergy, they are ...... at the moment"

Wearing a mage hat and her face obscured by a half-mask, Aroline's hands were closed on her chest, and her voice was lower than ever, "If it weren't for the terrifying and sad scene just now due to the chaos of magic, I would have stopped it." ”

Frankino walked with Astor with sadness in his eyes, "I've never seen such a catastrophe...... The wind was crying, and I didn't even have the courage to resist. ”

Everyone was afraid and sad about the starfall just now, but in fact, they praised it in their minds through props.

One Phorosia was not enough, and they really wanted Starfall to fall again at this time, and it was best to destroy the Central Imperial City directly, but this was impossible.

Even though the power of the meteorite explosion had exceeded everyone's expectations, and the meteorite had fallen by the Floria occupied by black smoke, they could not feel any signs of life in the city with their mental power...... Under such dangerous magic, the Imperial City separated by a wall did not seem to be affected in any way, and even the ground was calm without a trace of cracking.