Even though many years later, time has long washed away the scars of war, but the word "cloak of death" still makes countless witnesses tremble.

This giant evil magic array, a mixture of spells and divine arts, appeared for the first time in the Rankine offensive and defensive battles, and in an instant, the name of the murder spread all over the world, and it was even considered one of the most powerful war arrays for a time.

This dark cloud that shrouded the sky over Ranken City lasted for more than three months, not only was it able to isolate the sunlight, but it also came with its own mid-level necromancy "Breath of Despair", which could spread the seeds of frustration and disappointment all the time, and was able to collect and convert it into negative energy to accumulate in it.

On the most bitter winter day of the following year of the revival, the three major legions launched the last siege battle, and the "cloak of death" that had been floating on the battlefield finally revealed its infinitely hideous true colors.

The sky was full of haze, and the rain fell from the yellow springs, which destroyed the hearts and minds of the soldiers and civilians in the city almost in a breath.

Every drop of rain contains a strong negative energy, releasing a desperate breath anytime and anywhere, making the entire Rankin City depressed.

If it is allowed to continue, I am afraid that within a dozen rounds of rain, the defenders will completely lose any combat effectiveness.

Under such circumstances, Inedil and the "Stone Pope" had to mobilize the power of light in the hearts of the military and civilians throughout the process, and the inner light attracted the external power of light, and under this internal and external resonance, the gloom in the sky was dispelled in one fell swoop, and it seemed that the entire battle situation was reversed in an instant.

However, the clouds that had been split into countless pieces fell into the city, completely activating the final form of the Death Cloak.

Death's, broken dreams.

The clouds trembled. The breath is uncertain, as if it is pregnant with infinitely terrifying dreams.

And then.

The clouds are disintegrating!

The house-sized beast leaped out of it, still covered in wisps of mist. It was almost a hundred and ten paces away in front of Todd, and its appearance was hideous and formidable.

It roamed around, and suddenly with its strength, it rampaged through the city, and everywhere it went, the walls collapsed, the houses trembled, and the frightened people screamed and fled in all directions. But its claws were sharp, and in just an instant, blood flowed all over the ground, leaving only countless mutilated bodies scattered all over the ground.

Todd took a deep breath and watched carefully as it drifted away before sliding shivering down the walls.

At this moment, in the entire city of Ranken, thousands of clouds collapsed at the same time. Thousands of behemoths roared and roared.

They didn't seem to have realistic bodies, and Todd saw them pass through the feathered arrows fired by the soldiers in a panic, except for a slight paleness in color. Nothing is out of the ordinary. However, when their minions touched the bodies of the people, they were sharp and inflicted fatal injuries.

Behemoths tear apart their minions. After being covered with that layer of blood, it seems to be slowly absorbing it. The body becomes more condensed.

The clouds fell all over the city and turned into a nightmare. Behemoths roar and run amok!

This is the shattered dream of death, the fragments of the terrifying nightmare fill the whole city, and the heavens and the earth cry out in a mournful voice.

Todd cautiously crept north along the root of the city wall, according to his observations, the east and west walls were in danger of falling immediately, only the demon army in the north was not so fierce, and it felt safer. Moreover, the northern wall is closer to the "Holy White Tower", which makes him settle down a lot.

It didn't take long for him to arrive at the bottom of the castle in the northwest corner.

He was probing his head when he suddenly frowned and heard a rustling sound overhead.

The Tower of St. White.

The clouds had dissipated, and the warm winter sun was clear and clear, reflecting on him, but Innedir's heart was cold.

Ranken, at last, is about to fall.

The three major legions were in full swing, the coalition forces in the south only maintained a limited offensive, and the demon legions in the north only captured part of the city walls. However, the Necromantic Legion and the Judgment Crusaders seemed to be competing, each more fierce than the other, and Silves had even led his army to seize the city gate tower, and was gradually clearing the debris in the city gate hole, and the city was just around the corner.

And the necromantic legion is even more latecomer, the necromancer regiment is gradually approaching, and even powerful troops such as stitching corpses have rushed to the city, and a small half of the battlements have fallen into their control, and they are immediately facing the dilemma of collapse on the whole front.

But what was even more terrifying was the behemoth that filled the city, the millions of inhabitants of the Seven Great Cities, screaming and praying under their fangs and claws, but the Holy White Tower had almost exhausted all its strength and could no longer respond to any of their pleas.

"Mentor?" he asked, without turning his head, slightly inquiringly, hoping to hear an affirmative answer.

"Alas......" The stone statue just sighed low and shook its head slowly. The wound of three months ago has not healed, and the Holy Bell Divine Word that turned the tide of the battle has been released, even if it is as powerful as the "Pale Lord", there is no strength left now. The stone statue groaned slightly, already considering whether to give up Innerdir and the power that had been cultivated in the Bright Sect for many years, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

Such a reaction was expected, and Innedir took a deep breath and stood up again, unable to let it go on any longer. Even though he had lost all his strength, he had to assume his responsibilities as archbishop.

The white-robed and blonde-haired archbishop insisted on standing on the ground, scanning the entire city of Ranken. He gradually discovered that those nightmare beasts were not as invincible as he imagined, and he saw with his own eyes a group of soldiers desperately resisting, although the slashed weapons seemed to be in vain, but the body of the giant beast also became transparent, and it looked like it was crumbling and weak.

Although it didn't cause damage, it was able to consume its power, and when that evil power was exhausted, these behemoths would completely dissipate.

"In this way......" Innedir gritted his teeth and waved his hand weakly, and the power of the most powerful holy light was mobilized, flowing out along the divine magic arrays that spread all over the city walls.

"Bright New Army, all retreat," the most powerful force was stimulated, and his voice spread throughout the city. It's no longer the kind of faint peace that seems to have everything in hand. Instead, a little hysterical arose, "All soldiers." Defend the seven major cities nearby, hunt the giant beasts in squadrons, and all the inhabitants, enter the fortifications and wait for reinforcements!"

As his words fell, the power of the Holy Light flowed throughout the city, colluding and forming, and the Hundred Divine Magic Towers all over the city suddenly erupted with blazing brilliance!

In the next moment, all the divine magic arrays engraved on the four city walls and the hundreds of divine towers destroyed themselves at the same time. The most lush holy light energy rushed out. This is the self-destructive power of the Divine Tower, and it is also the last trace of the power of Rankine City, such a powerful force is instantly inspired, and the necromantic creatures and demons scream one after another, and even the nightmare beast that is a little closer is instantly purified.

Nearly a few dozen meters to the left of the city wall, all evil was empty, and this force pulled enough time and space for the evacuation of the new army soldiers.

The soldiers of the New Army were ordered to withdraw from the city walls and gradually retreat to the seven major cities.

The city of Lancoln is divided into seven districts according to its topography, each with its own inner walls and fortifications. The remnants of the Bright New Army and the people of the outer city quickly retreated into the city gates. Nervous action up.

Almost at the same time, the scarred walls on the east and west sides fell completely, and the gates were opened, and the Judgment Crusaders and Necro Legions poured into the holy city at the same time!

Ranken City. Broken.

Northwest of the city of Lancoln, at the corner of the city walls.

Todd looked up in horror just in time to see two men hanging ropes down the wall. Staggered and staggered down.

"Stop!" Todd startled, and yelled inwardly. A faint and mixed holy light rippled in his hands.

Unexpectedly, instead of stopping, the first person landed lightly. kicked him directly to the ground, and hummed casually, "What is it, tell me to stay?"

Todd exclaimed, inexplicably felt that the voice was a little familiar, he was struggling to recall, he felt a foot directly on his chest, the voice came again, but it was talking to the accomplice who was still hanging on the rope, "Hey, Allegri, there's a priest here, what to do?"

"Alai...... Gerry?" Todd was slightly stunned before he heard his familiar voice sound in mid-air, "Extinguish, don't show your tracks." ”

"Don't, don't," Todd suddenly screamed like a pig, and beckoned repeatedly, "Brother Allegri, don't, it's me, Todd, Todd!"

"Todd?" Allegri said slowly, falling from the rope and looking at him for a moment, a little surprised, "really, why are you here?"

Illo also recognized him, scratched his head and moved his feet, pulled him up with his hand, and smiled, "I'm sorry, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't see it clearly just now." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's been a long time," things turned around, Todd wiped his face, and almost cried out with emotion, it seemed that his life could be saved this time, "You guys, how did you get here?"

"Something," Allegri asked casually, "this must be in Ranken, right?"

"yes, what's wrong?" Todd nodded blankly, his messy priest's robes.

"It doesn't seem to be very safe here," Allegri asked, glancing at his surroundings, where the massive figure of the Necromantic Behemoth could already be seen on the city wall not far to the west, "Todd, do you know anything about the Cathedral of Codia?"

"Of course, I know it. Todd nodded repeatedly, as a high-ranking priest of the Holy See of Light, he had not been in and out of the Cathedral of Gothia many times.

"Go, take us there," Allegri commanded, patting him on the shoulder, "are you all right?"

"I don't have a problem," Todd pointed behind him with a little panic, and the giant nightmarish beasts could be seen rampage between the low houses, and the Necronomicon could even be faintly seen in the distance, "but I think it's better to find a place to hide now?"

Before the words fell, a faint holy light suddenly fell in midair.

At the same time, the voice of a sweet and pure girl slowly sounded in the center of Lancoln, ethereal, as if she was chanting a prayer in a low voice, and as if she was singing a melodic hymn.

The city of Rankine is broken, nightmares are rampant, but at this moment, there are chants spreading. (To be continued......)

PS: (double change)