The colors are vast and endless, and under the vast blue-black night, with the sound that echoes in the depths of everyone's soul, the indescribable glow merges into a river, which stretches across the entire giant city of Turin, and reaches the majestic mountain ridge more than ten miles away.
On both sides of the river, the little light belonging to the elven city is still flickering in the night sky, and the bustling Turin night is divided into two semicircles, one large and one small, in the river of power, all the magic power is suppressed, restrained, and assimilated, and its diameter reaches a width of nearly 100 meters, but the real power is only a few meters wide in the middle.
Even so, the pressure of more than ten miles of magical power is still enough to eclipse all the destructive forces in this world, whether it is the elemental ancient sword of the main elf, or the forbidden Doomsday Battle Heaven, the Taiji sword qi gathered by the sword saint Bakna Roxia's lifelong cultivation, or even the powerful ancient giant beast, may only lose its light under this power.
And this tearing apart the elemental coercion of the whole of Turin is only the prelude to the peerless blow that will be delivered soon Halfway up the mountain, the elemental power seemed to condense into a terrifying black vortex, and the magical energy channeled by the core of the Raging Dragon Cannon was so dense that it emitted light near the top of the mountain, flowing towards the mountain, and finally turning into a deep pitch black that swallowed everything.
For a moment, the halo of light on the top of the mountain flowed into a glow, and the light of the two large and small cities of Turin that was divided was shining, and as the halo continued to increase, the entire mountain and the strata below had begun to tremble violently, and the mortals were in front of this force.
They have become incredibly small.
"Dragon's Fury" With the violent shaking of the whole mountain, in the hollow mountain, the maintenance of various formations has become extremely difficult, and all kinds of subtle mistakes are constantly reflected in the central control room where the paladin chief wood, the magister Winnie and Clinton are located, and various response instructions are also issued in an instant, and the magic circle guides and evacuates the power of the dragon and balances all kinds of magical energy.
Even though he had been dead for four thousand years, Long Wei, who was born with the suppression of all living beings, still clearly reflected in everyone's hearts, and took a deep breath, Winnie trembled a little and felt the convergence of magic power.
Among them, the most relaxed performance was Clinton, who was most afraid of the Ohabham Raging Dragon Cannon from the beginning, looking at the trembling zenith, he muttered: "It's the dragon's resentment" It's okay to complain.
Anger or not, in that moment, the roar of the dragon reverberated throughout the night sky, and the originally noisy city of Turin.
But it seemed to be quiet in an instant, and the metal house made of magical metal was quietly shrouded in a gray area formed by the convergence of magic pressure, led by Elder Tarun and "Ascetic" Beran.
"Manticore" Campbell and other strong men waited in the safety of the ground on both sides of the magic pressure, waiting for Vincent to resist inside, and then work together to press him back into the area suppressed by the angry dragon cannon.
The halo flows.
Magic pressure converges.
The heavens and the earth became silent.
In the path of light that stretched for more than ten miles under the gray magic pressure, all the plants, trees, houses, and even larger rocks had been crushed into powder.
Only the Clearing Metal Hut remained silent in the midst of this power.
Immediately, the light came like a tidal wave The blazing white pillar of light tore the earth, and at that moment, the people guarding the edge of the magic pressure range could only see a little light suddenly ignited from the distance halfway up the mountainside, expanding in an instant, and before they could react, the torrent of energy had already rushed across the distance, spanning a distance of more than ten miles, and the holy city of Turin, which was composed of a lot of trees, was like milk More than 4,000 years from the ancient magic period, the magic cannon, which imprisoned the soul of the strongest creature of the previous generation, finally let out its resentful roar again in the sky above Turin.
The capital of Atroca, it's a deep night.
The atmosphere of slaughter permeates this huge and ancient city, and many prosperous areas that used to be dotted with magical lights or lighting fires after dark are now in a quiet atmosphere, looking down from above, scattered points of light are still flickering between the cities, but there is no longer the prosperity atmosphere of the past, in the darkness can still see the outlines of the residential houses, occasionally there are soldiers with torches walking quickly through the dark alleys, and the light swims through the streets like fireflies, Go to the next corner, or knock on the door of some house, and then the light enters the courtyard, and there is a little noise, and a rough search is carried out. w Ordinary civilians did not dare to go out at all, went to bed early, occasionally lit up in a certain window, and soon quietly extinguished.
On the contrary, the previously peaceful aristocratic district seemed a little noisy, and a large number of soldiers and fires gathered around some mansions, crying or cursing, and many nobles were confiscated by the soldiers, and countless people were arrested and imprisoned.
This is the most sensitive period of time for the change of dynasty in a country, and the most cruel and fierce days of various political struggles, and there will be no mercy at all.
In the eastern part of the imperial capital, the Qilan Ridge, the city of King Snake, which had gathered hundreds of years of efforts by countless geniuses in the fields of alchemy and magic, had now turned into a mess, hidden in deep darkness.
And because of last night's turmoil, the imperial capital was in that A small part of Yan's palace has also been seriously damaged, several palaces have been blasted out of the wall to the north of a huge breach, the soldiers and slaves who are collecting the wreckage have been working all day, the bodies of the knights or soldiers who died in the battle last night have been cleaned up, and all kinds of things that are still useful have also been preliminarily processed, but it is not a matter of a day or two to restore the palace again.
If there's anything that's still normal, it's probably the majestic temple of light, palaces, shrines, and the giant statue of Sinloth bathed in the warm light of the northwest of the city, one of the city's largest landmarks.
The giant statue of the god is tens of meters high, with the solemn and holy divine light.
From all parts of the city, you can see this side of the scene, and then give people the firmness of faith and peace of mind, which is the majesty of God, and is with all beings.
Of course, in fact, on this night, the Light Shrine is also unpeaceful, bathed in the holy divine light.
Groups of priests, priests, and enforcers of the Light Shrine were also busy coming in and out, and then scattered to every squad of soldiers who were now enforcing the law and searching in the city, guiding and supervising their work.
And in the center of the Temple of Light, Archbishop Istero.
Ellenita, who belongs to the Department of Ancient Things Processing, Edward, the guardian of the God of War Temple, and several important people in the current Cult of Light are also in the center, processing all the information that comes back from the outside world.
"According to this plan, at the current pace.
Within six days, we can at least help His Majesty Frevice to control the situation near the imperial capital and allow him to officially take the throne, within three months.
To settle the whole of Atroca, at least in our control, the more troublesome is the central part of the command of the Grand Duchess Catherine.
At present, they have used economic means as a breakthrough to control the seven provinces, and effectively exercise power.
We can try to seize the provinces of Oga and Paran.
The other five, even if we cooperate with the constraints of monarchy and divine power.
It will take at least two years to take over by gentle means."
At the round table, made of precious magical ebony, a white-clad priest second only to Esterro was detailing his plan, and another priest next to him opened his mouth when he paused.
"I think we can make some compromises in this regard, what we need is Atroca's strongest military strength to cope with the Orc War in two years' time, and what Archduke Catherine has been seeking is Atroca's stability, I think we can even hand over Atroca's power to this Lady Catherine in two years' time, and it will be much more reassuring for her to lead Atroca's future than His Majesty Frevice is now."
Istero frowned: "Lord Welsh, please pay attention to your words, such remarks cannot appear in public, what we need now is the controllability of His Majesty Freret." ” "Yes, I lost my word."
The Wells priest nodded.
Having said this, the white-clothed elf woman sitting on the side also spoke lightly: "No matter what your arrangement is, I need the strongest force we can use at the moment to search for the whereabouts of Adrian and these people." ” "But the strongest forces have been sent to Turin."
"The Tower of Heaven is more terrifying than the Doomsday War, but you are now spending your power on the factional battle for the throne of Atroca" "That's the most important thing for us at the moment, and the Tower of Heaven is nothing more than nonsense."
The white-clothed priest was facing Elenita at all, and he didn't let it at all, he was also the main elf from Santoa, so he didn't have the awe of the ordinary officials of the Light God Palace in the place of origin, "We can't give all the power to your Ancient Things Processing Division, if you want to say it's terrifying, compared to that Adrian, I think that Al."
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Rezadrk is a little trickier. ” "No matter who it is, I need a lot of people to search for them."
The gray-haired main elf woman also frowned and stood up, a terrifying light circulating in her pupils.
"His Majesty Freret's side has sent all the masters he can gather to search for Al.
I don't think we need to put our strength on this. ” "But Frederick is shielding Adrian, and I have reason to believe that Adrian's group is hiding in Freit's power system" "Do you mean that we should turn against Freet for this little matter now?"
"That's enough" Elenita still wanted to speak, Istro had already interrupted the argument between the two, "Now is not the time to argue about this, the current situation is that half of Atroka's power has been concentrated in Turin for the sake of the Doomsday War, and there is even that forbidden weapon, our current strength is not enough to find Adrian and then besiege him, Elenita, I think we can only postpone this matter for the time being, this is also a matter of no choice" He sighed, and then, with his pale silver pupils, looked out into the dark void outside the council chamber, to the southeast, in the direction of Turin.
"Just now, I vaguely felt the elemental fluctuations thousands of miles away, and that weapon had already been launched."
At the same time, near a building in the imperial capital, a group of soldiers with torches ran past in a neat and rapid pace of the streets.
The light illuminated the walls, courtyards, and flowerbeds on both sides of the road, and when the light of the torches finally disappeared at the corner at the end of the road, a figure appeared in the darkness, ran through the quiet streets, and into the hidden flowerbeds, and in a moment, the figure of Furna appeared in the damp underground passage.
Faintly, there seemed to be some strange noise at the end of the passage below, and she was stunned for a moment.
Then he hurriedly trotted over, and when he opened the door, a large cocoon enveloping the human body was shaking violently on the bed in the dim magical light of the basement.
Tang Yi gritted his teeth, and a painful look appeared in his expression.
"Ah Yi Ah Yi Ah Yi, what's wrong with you" Furna threw herself on the side of the bed and hugged him.
She didn't know what the principle of this unheard-of transformation method of the Doomsday War Heavenly Technique was, and she didn't know if it could work on Tang Yi, she only knew that before that.
The body that belonged to Tang Yidi had already suffered too much damage, and it really couldn't withstand much tossing.
It took a long time for the boy on the stone bed to gradually calm down.
I closed my eyes.
Breathing heavily.
Furna hugged him quietly, hoping to get through the strange cocoon.
It can also make her lover feel her worry and warmth.
Soon after, Tang Yi opened her eyes and saw the quiet tears hanging on her face.
"I'm fine, don't worry" "What the hell is going on?"
"I don't know" Tang Yi closed his eyes again, as if recalling the feelings of that moment, there was a trace of fear in his voice, "I don't know, but Vincent seems to be in danger, I don't know what he did, he is dangerous" The wind swept and the torrent of magic swept by.
Originally, everyone who stayed near the magic pressure range was to prevent Vincent from escaping the magic pressure range before the angry dragon cannon was fired, but until the magic torrent roared, the empty hut that had been strengthened countless times never showed any movement.
When the point of light suddenly magnified, the white band of light condensed by magic rushed through everyone's side like a train, and in the field of vision, the torrent was like a huge wall, coming from the deep wooded mountainside several miles away, rushing to the majestic ridge at the other end of the vision.
The torrent of magic rushed in front of their eyes, the huge force tore the wind and whistled inward, and the people standing nearby struggled to hold their bodies, compared to the scene when the magic pressure fell, now everything in front of them began to become crazy, the grass, trees, sand and stones were torn up from their side, and flew into the torrent, which was immediately swallowed up and disappeared without a trace, all the sounds were suppressed, the sensing power was also limited, all the power was disturbed to the point of incomparably disordered, several Templars who were too close to the magic stream, Even if he has a cultivation level of level eight or above, he is almost untenable, if it weren't for someone next to him who quickly grabbed him, I am afraid that he would have to be sucked into this destructive power and vaporized in an instant.
It was only at this time that people were able to clearly realize that, purely in terms of strength, the Ohabam Raging Dragon Cannon was worthy of the title of the strongest magic weapon in the world, and before this huge force that destroyed the world and the earth, no matter how strong the creature was, I am afraid that there was only room to choose to retreat.
After about half a minute, the roar of destruction could be heard faintly in the air, the energy stream tearing through the air and the distant mountain collapsing, but in the ears, everyone seemed to hear their own breathing and their hearts beating.
In this incomparably mysterious realm, the chaotic and raging energy finally began to stabilize, and the light curtain in front of him began to thinn, turning into light spots, and then falling all over the sky On the ground in front of him, there is a huge ravine that stretches across the entire city of Turin, more than ten meters wide, and the land in the center is as smooth as a mirror under the pressure of energy, and the semicircular grooves extend to the cliffs that are still crumbling and peeling more than ten miles away.
The magic hut that had existed in front of them before had disappeared without a trace under the ravages of energy, along with the two beings that existed in it.
"Did the target kill?"
"Why didn't there be a final blow" In the discussion, a certain doubt also existed in everyone's hearts, the magic pressure of Ohabham's angry dragon cannon and the hollow metal hut could not suppress the power of doomsday and celestial art, so they were all on the embankment to guard Vincent's last resistance, but this rebellion did not happen, when the magic pressure came suddenly, until the final launch of Ohabham's angry dragon cannon, swallowing the hut, the power of doomsday war astrology did not appear again, and it was as calm as if dead.
But in any case, the strongest blow of the magic cannon is what really happened, even if they have seen Vincent's strength, no one thinks that he may survive the frontal bombardment of this cannon, even Bakna Rorschach, who once had an invincible reputation, will definitely not be able to resist such an inhuman blow.
With this in mind, they began to determine for the last time the fact that the target was obliterated: