Heaven’s Intention

The heavy rain almost turned into a waterfall. Scoured through an endless forest and mountains. Dark and low clouds, with lightning from time to time, tearing the shady curtain, pouring down the deafening roar.

In the rain, the beam of light was still clearly seen, and from time to time there were angry roars from the trees.

The temporary altar is three meters high. Three flames spewed out from the center, and only one was extinguished. A golden coffin was enshrined in the middle.

One magic symbol after another was attached to the altar, each symbol radiating light.

"My Lord Chabineta, has arrived." A female elf in black robe prayed in a low voice within the altar.

"This breath is the three realms of water, soil, and plants. Such a powerful realm!" For a moment, the golden coffin on the altar sighed.

The heavy, engraved casket with countless spells moved away, and a man sat up.

At this time. Dozens of elves around me bowed down immediately, expressing respect and obedience, and the air was soaked with an indescribable mystery.

"His Highness Charbineta, doesn't matter if you come out?" The elf girl asked.

Chabineta opened her eyes and said, "Izka has fully expanded the realm of divinity, covering this forest, and he has sprinted into the Divine Fire with all his might."

"Because the field of wind hasn't been cracked yet, look, this has angered the world. On this occasion, I have altar protection and I can't notice it."

When the words fell, I saw the sky above, hurricane masterpiece, from the air to a large, forming dozens of black wind wind column, these wind columns stand upright in the air, slowly moving forward.

Wherever the wind column went, the nearby trees were all sucked up, and countless branches and leaves splashed.

These wind beams hit the golden light beam in the center.

When I hit it, I only heard a "boom" and there was a big shock.

The elves present only heard a roaring roar in their ears. It's all terrifying. After a moment, the wind column around the golden beam of light is scattered and compounded, and the more it gathers, the more the roots are gray.

The elves of Chabineta were motionless and stared at the change.

And in the distant place, Luo Mengning looked at the countless wind columns and couldn't help leaning: "Fuck, this is a fairy roar!"

At this moment, the wind column saw nothing more than nothing. The two columns near the golden column of light gradually moved closer to each other. When they touched each other, it was a big earthquake, and the black wind exploded like an explosion. Wherever he went, all the forests and animals in the range shattered immediately.

"His Highness Charbineta, how is our countryman?" The girl asked earnestly.

Chabineta nodded, a newly built pool in the altar, the water surface began to tremble and change, the clear water surface gradually became dim, and the mist rose and spread sharply, until finally the dim water surface became clear, a pair of magical The scene emerged above the water.

Even between the pillars of wind, under countless raindrops, elves and humans are still violently torn apart, spraying blood and broken limbs, filling the whole scene.

"For the Glorious Lord!"

"For home, for hope!"

Two strong waves are sloshing in the air, this is a two-way battle.

"All the shining lord's warriors, listen to my command and rush!" The knight leader of the shining lord's church gave the order. He felt that the danger was approaching step by step. If he didn't rush in, he would definitely meet in the future To much greater trouble than this.

Above the ground, it was muddy, and above the sky, there were continuous wind columns, and lightning flashed from time to time.

Thousands of warriors with ranks fight against elves in the jungle like locusts. Behind, through different channels, a steady stream of soldiers arrived at any cost.

The emergence of the golden beam of light expanded the severity to the extent of the Glorious Lord's Church at all costs.

One figure ran fast in the forest, all bows and arrows poured at all costs.

This tragic situation caused the girl elf to bite her teeth, and she looked at His Highness Chabineta.

His Highness Chabineta turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, as if resting.

His body was suddenly shrouded in a touch of golden light, which was Shenwei.

After a moment of silence, the girl elf permeated the fine sweat beads, with fear and reverence in her heart, she knelt on one knee.

Not far away, almost the same altar, a group of elves and elders, praying under the altar.

After praying, he sang the mantra again.

It took half an hour for the long spell to finish singing.

The oldest elf old man walked up to the altar and slashed himself with a dagger. This knife was so deep that the heart and blood splashed on the altar.

"Oh, ancient gods, please give me God's grace. Let's restore the youth of the day at the cost of life!" The elf old man used his last power to scream with all his might.

The elf elders behind did not hesitate to step forward one by one, but their cutting range was much smaller.

With the sound of "Boom!", Three kinds of brilliance broke out at the altar. Under the radiant shower, the elves of the elves quickly recovered their youth, and they stood up. Took up the weapon.

"Sir grandfather!" At this moment, a young elf flew up.

An elf who regained his youth touched it lovingly: "Don't be afraid, be good, hide back."

After he finished speaking, he glanced nostalgicly and rushed into the storm.

In the secret shrine, the seven elders watched the scene in the water mirror and were silent.

"The people of the Lord of Glory are getting closer and closer." An elder said, his voice filled with sorrow: "If this continues, even the elven reserve will be attacked."

The elven reserve is the last hope of the tribe. It has young elves, has heritage, and has the last reserve. Once attacked, it means the removal of this tribe.

After listening to this, every elder felt very heavy.

At its heyday, there were eight thousand elf tribes, but now there are only one hundred and sixty remaining. Each loss is a brutal blow to the elves that are on the verge of extinction.

"Elder elder, if we elders will all be dispatched, how hard can we fight to win?" Another elder suddenly asked.

The elder elder was shocked and thought for a long time before saying: "It is entirely possible to destroy the glorious Lord's army this time. This is 90% sure."

"What is 10%?"

"God punishment!" Said the elder calmly.

"Destroy in an instant?"

"Yes, we will destroy all of them in an instant. Although the gods who send out God's punishment will pay a heavy price, it is worthwhile to eliminate the Presbyterian Church, one of the two centers of elves' inheritance."

After hearing this, all the elders were silent, and the whole hall fell into silence again.

Nothing is clearer than them. What is the heritage of the Presbyterian Church?

"His Highness Charbineta, do you say His Highness Izka will succeed?" Not far away, the corner guarded by the altar. The girl kneeling on the ground finally asked this question.

There was a silence for a long time, His Royal Highness Chabyneta sighed, and his voice was calm and unwavering: "This world has blocked and rejected the gods of our elves. However, because the four seals have resolved three, if you do not consider external factors, With his hundreds of years of savings, His Highness Izka has a 10% chance to ignite the fire. "

"Is it all right?"

"Hey, igniting the **** fire means immortalizing the gods. One thousand thirtieth-level legends may not be able to ignite one smoothly, and most of them will be destroyed. The reason for the success is to consider the unparalleled talent of His Highness Ezka, And the accumulation of precipitation over hundreds of years, this is already a very exaggerated proportion. "

"Don't you think? The wind element's anger is constrained by other three elements, otherwise, it will not be so powerful."

"I also believe that the determination of the elf tribe's final desperation is enough to win this time, but there is one last barrier, that is, God's punishment."

"The gods are all wise men, and it is the key to obliterating the threats of the future, so the moment when His Royal Highness was consecrated at Hiszka is the moment when God punishes." Speaking of this, Chabineta raised her head, but her eyes Exuding golden light, he shook his head and sighed: "Unless all the elders form a consortium to resist this blow for it."

Hearing these words from Chabineta, the elf girl's lips moved a few times, but she finally swallowed them.

"Even if God fails to punish, I estimate that there must be one or more of the glorious masters who are divine descendants." Chabineta murmured.

"Divine descender?"

"Yes, a fifteenth-level priest or above can allow the will and power of God to come for a short time. The duration of maintenance is about one minute ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ After this priest is completely destroyed from the soul, but one minute, to the **** Suffice it to say, a demigod who only ignited God ’s fire has basically no way to resist the **** of this minute. ”Chabineta shook her head and sighed:“ However, whether it is God ’s punishment or God ’s demise, it is possible in our Lord ’s world Nothing is different, the punishment of the wind is also, there will be a short blank spot, therefore, when His Highness Ezka fell, it is when I am the god, but you need to carry me into the central area. "

After hearing this, all the elves in the nearby altar were silent, and they dared not take a breath.

"His Highness Charbineta, can you really seal the gods?" After hearing this, the girl raised her head and asked.

"Of course, to me, it's just a matter of course."

"In this case, we are willing to pay the price of life and soul, and will surely keep you from rushing into the center." The girl said in a cut and cut, all for the benefit of the entire elf race.

The elves need their own gods too.

"It doesn't have to be that, in my calculations, it doesn't need to be this way." Charpinetta listened, but smiled: "I still want to be a god, how about you as my first group of elf believers?" (!)