Duke of Grief

Fifteen figures flashed before the gate of the hall, and they raised their staffs together, and the three beams of light that burst into it collapsed.

The scattered light gradually dissipated in the wind, the three gods looked up and stared at the same time, and the three eyes focused on the fifteen Arcanists. The bodies of the two instantly turned into flying dust, and the remaining one was also badly hit. Numerous blood vessels burst all over his body, and blood was sprayed out, staining his body.

Not only the muscles and blood vessels, but also the internal organs have been violently shaken. Even if they have not died yet, they are not far away from ‘death’.

This is the power that the ‘spirit’ deserves, and a glance at a glance is enough to let the mundane ashes disappear.

However, this ability cannot be used too much. In a battle, it can only be used once or twice.

The big arcanist who was hit hard hit his knees with his soft arms, clutching his staff with a stick, and with a long staff, his body shivered and blood spewed out of the Qiqiao.

But even so, he still stubbornly raised his head, squinting and staring at the three gods in front of him.

They killed two of their companions, and then destroyed their loyal empire, although all this was their own blame, but they could not stop them from resenting the three gods, the two things must be separated Look!

The speaker looked sad and stood silently in front of the hall, not the figure of Wei An blocking the sight of the three gods looking at the hall.

Once, he couldn't be used to his teacher sacrificing himself to save him. In fact, he felt resentful and felt pain and remorse for the fact that he killed the teacher without competing.

Now, he chose to stand up, just like the thing his teacher did at the time, blocked in front of the gods.

At this moment, the speaker gave a long sigh: "Run away, the farther you go, the better, don't come back..."

This is already their last chance. After that, the development speed of Assatom world will exceed their imagination. The Arcane Empire wants to return to Assatom world again, and their descendants want to avenge them. , That is already impossible.

The spirits of this world are much more enlightened than other worlds. The magical machinery may not be able to develop in other worlds, but in this world it can certainly grow and develop.

"...I won't let them run away." The **** of brilliance and the **** of justice and the orc lord raised their hands at the same time, but for a moment, this space was completely blocked and no teleportation spells could be used.

The glorious god's eyes were cold, his kindness and kindness were never given to the enemy or the evil one.

If the Arcanist is allowed to flee, then something will happen in the future, causing innocent civilians to be in danger, wouldn’t it be his fault?

Only because of his temporary soft-heartedness, let those dangerous elements escape, then, if they are really unwilling to run back to cause destruction and killing, how innocent are those affected?

"Arcane Empire-those civilians you brought, I can still let them live a life, let them live, teach them, so that they can distinguish between right and wrong, and then let them integrate into the world of Assatom." The **** of brilliance clenched his long sword and stepped forward. "But the arcanists who represent you are different. They will continue to hold resentment against the world of Assatom, just like you."

The God of Justice and the Lord of the Orcs, together with the God of Light, slowly approached the Arcanists, and at the same time said in a low voice: "Just as it was said, when we accidentally let you flee, it eventually led to After the outbreak of this war, countless people were affected by this war and their families were ruined. Their wives lost their husbands, their parents lost their sons, and their children lost their fathers. All of this is our fault. We will not let history repeat itself. !"

The Arcanists were silent and tasted the bitterness in their mouths.

They have already lost the war, and they have lost it outright.

"...Come on!" The speaker sighed again, raised his staff and aimed at the three gods. "If you want to destroy the empire, step on our corpses first... At least, I don't want to watch the empire I was destroyed before my eyes."

The **** of brilliance and the **** of justice nodded slightly, and there was a look of excitement on the face of the orc god.

"You are real warriors!" The orc **** first grinned, and immediately, the ugly face full of scars became extremely solemn, "Then, we should kill you by the burial of the'warriors'!"

For the orcs, the best destination for the "Warrior" is to be killed by the latecomer at the peak period, which means that there are successors and the heirs are stronger!

Cervantes and they also came over. The three of them, the **** of brilliance, were enough to kill all the great arcanists present, but they also hoped to end this ridiculous war earlier.

The three gods would not mind, because they thought so too.

The end of this war can be the best relief for those who are unable to resist the status quo.

The Arcanists sorted out their appearances, even if their appearances weren't so sloppy and bad, and after that, their death would probably not be so beautiful.

However, this is an attitude-even if you know that you are going to die soon, you will never ask the enemy for mercy and try to steal life.

Not to mention whether the spirits will condone their sins, even if they are themselves, they will not be allowed to do so!

This is a kind of pride. The pride of the status of ‘arcist’—the ‘pride’ that has been deeply engraved in their bones through human history of nearly 20,000 years.

After a moment, the Arcanists raised their eyes and looked forward, concentrating, "Go!"

The strong and determined will is transformed into substance, extending into the surrounding void, even if the magic power has been imprisoned and restricted by the spirit of the magic net, it cannot stop them from pushing the magic power, so that it fits the spell model of memory in the brain.

The "Legend" will pry the near-solidified magic power. As the magic power is driven, the endless storm suddenly blows.

The gravel and gravel in the ruins were all pulled up, and suddenly, flying sand and rocks, turbulent sand and dust covered the sky, directly covering all eyes.

Heaven and Earth Huo Ran fell into a dim, but the eyes of both sides can still pierce the wind and dust and fall on the other side.

In an instant, thunder and thunder reappeared, the water vapor was quickly transformed, and the spirit and sound waves refilled the world.

The bodies of the Arcanists began to disintegrate, but the fire of the soul reflected through the eyes increased.

Burn the body and ignite the soul!

Behind them, Cervantes also launched a charge.

The pedals stepped on the ground, and the wings behind them suddenly vibrated. The body suddenly burst open the air barrier, and the flames around the body were dragged behind him, like a straight fire snake.

Many face barriers and shields were erected suddenly in front of him, and behind them, a rock face rose up, blocking their way.

The orc **** lifted the stone axe, took a deep breath, and banged it, the barrier and shield were broken, and even the rock wall was covered with cracks.

Cervantes' right arm expanded rapidly in the flames, and scales appeared on it one after another, hitting the cracked rock wall with a fist, the fire burst suddenly, the rock wall collapsed, and the dust mist immediately erupted.

The fire broke through the misty blockade, and appeared in front of the Arcanists, but they were as scorching as they were, but they seemed to be in the fire, regardless of each other, even their clothes were not ignited.

The two figures took the lead in the dust haze, dragging a long sword upside down, and trailing smoke behind them.

When they broke out of the mist, they clenched their hilts and cut off the heads of the Arcanists.

The brilliant colors pierced the dust mist and storm, shining the dark sky.

The staff in the speaker's hand paused, and a circle of lights came on under his feet. Four light clusters representing the four elements rose from the four corners of the circle and rotated beside the speaker.

With the palm of his hand, the four-color light clusters accelerated and circulated, and the tides of elements were attracted from the inner boundary, slamming toward the two gods like waves.

The icy breath spreads in the air, which means that the frosty frost covering the element tide is frozen.

"Sword of Judgment" fell face to face, and in that dazzling and even disturbing sword light, the Arcanist saw the experiments he had done in the past, the commands he gave...

That was the sin he had committed, even though he knew that these things he did were undoubtedly evil, and he had no regrets about it.

Even now, he has not had any regrets!

"Exploring the unknown is the foundation of Arcanist's existence, and for the empire, I can bear all the evil!"

The Arcanist screamed hard before he died: "This is my last strength, take it, God of Justice!"

Watered with consciousness and death as the soil. At the moment of death, the soul of the Arcanist grew a gorgeous and beautiful ‘Flower of Death’!

——The Arcanist burns the body, ignites the soul, transforms all his own into the power of death, and dumps it to the **** of justice.

The rich and pure breath of death poured on the body of the God of Justice, corroding the Holy Light, dimming the light, and tarnishing the Holy.

The face of the God of Justice is dull, and the intense pain stimulates the epidermis, touching the muscles and blood, even if it is the body of this god, it is difficult to resist.

The blade of the shining **** cut off the arm of another great arcanist, and the rest were indifferent, maneuvering spells to the rear of the gods.

Perhaps, they cannot kill these gods, but they must be able to kill the two legendary mages!

Latinia smashed the diamond-shaped shield on the ground, and the golden radiance rendered her body, and a shield with a splendid glory spread out in front of her, covering the three people including her.

There was light flowing in Selena's eyes, and she suddenly raised her finger, and the invisible psionic cone reversed its direction, returning to the direction of the Arcanists.

The stick tail of the staff is inserted into the ground, and the magic circle belonging to the arcane empire is quickly dismantled. Serena is mainly anti-guest and controls more and more magic circles that are still in use.

The will of the legendary mage shakes the limitations of the [Magic Net Spirit], and the vast magic power is drawn from the air, leading to condense around.

The Arcanist named ‘William’ is evaporating, his body is evaporating!

He manipulated the water vapor and tried to block the pores of the two legendary mages. Under the impetus of self-burning, his will and spirit climbed to an unimagined height.

At this time, he seemed to be an omnipotent god, able to control all the water vapor in the air.

Reason tells him that this is just an illusion, he is still just a ‘mortal’... But he’s going to die, what's the point of immersion for a while?

In front of him, the flames burst forth suddenly, no need to guess, it was the black dragon!

The intersection of water and fire, the collision of two incompatible elements, set off a tiny magic storm, filling between Cervantes and the great arcanist.

The black dragon took a deep breath, and his dark golden pupil reflected a slowly contracting palm, and countless water vapor gathered around him. In just a moment, this place became a'sea'.

William pushed in the palm of his hand, pouring the condensed'overweight water' into the black dragon's throat.

Water vapor gathered around Cervantes to form a water mass, completely enveloping him, and the water poured into the throat, extinguishing the flame that had just ignited.

The black dragon glanced at the big arcanist in front of him, and the thunder suddenly shone, splitting into the water mass, letting electricity wander in it.

The wings stretched suddenly, pushing Cervantes out of the water mass. The overweight water enveloping the black dragon's body burst out. William's pupil suddenly enlarged, and he hadn't had time to do anything. A tall shadow had covered his body.

Countless shields and barriers popped up in stress, and many forces bombarded the black dragon layer by layer, but he only saw the black dragon's feet sunk into the ground, and the right boxing shattered the shields and barriers, and finally broke His body.

A swirling twist appeared in William's chest. Not only the clothes, muscles and ribs, but also the internal organs were completely twisted.

Life quickly disappeared from the body, but before that, William's eyes flickered, his stiff face slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and decisively detonated the only things left on his body.

--boom!

The body of the Arcanist exploded violently, and the shock wave struck Cervantes flying into the wreckage of the rock wall, causing another round of collapse.

The stone axe split and smashed a body. The fragmented body was not yet dead. The Arcanist used his last breath to successfully call the outer meteor~www.NovelMTL.com~ I saw a beam of light rising into the sky. It smashed, but then, numerous spells and bodies drowned the body of the gods.

The gate of the temple opened, and the arcanists stepped out of the temple in a very firm step, raised the staff to point to the gods and legends, and to their enemies.

They burst into tears, their blood was boiling, they gritted their teeth, their grief and anger were abnormal!

But they... are all enemies!

Selena raised her face, her left hand clenched suddenly, and under the impetus of the magic circle, the magical power below the temple spewed out, and the magic could flood the entire temple.

The building collapsed, and the arcanists looked back in horror. Before they could take a look at it, they were swallowed by energy flow and vanished.

Only a dozen of dull standing on the edge stood on the spot, not realizing what happened.

The magic circle is therefore broken and can no longer be used, but it does not matter. This is the home of the arcanist. As long as their home advantage is destroyed, this war is their victory!

Selena cruelly calculated the pros and cons, and her eyes intersected with the speaker's mournful eyes through the dust again.

He frowned painfully, even if he had already anticipated this ending, but when he really had to face it, it was still very painful.

He did not feel painful about ‘war’, but the destruction of the arcane empire caused by ‘defeat’ made his heart burn.

He knew that he had done something wrong, but he would not regret it, because they are such a kind of people-death does not repent, there is no cure!

"The arcane empire will'eternally survive'-your existence will be recorded in history textbooks by us and become a glorious page in our history."

Serena pursed her lips and whispered, "This is the ending you deserve!"

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