The Rise of the Cemetery

The plague is spreading and the suffering continues.

Due to the lack of direct control of Wujin, Tielin City's supervision of the slums is undoubtedly the weakest.

Therefore, after the outbreak of a large-scale plague infection, the wizards were aware of the abnormalities there, and sent an elite wizard guard to completely block the accident area, and no more people were allowed to run out.

Although some of the poor in the blocked area have not been infected, at this moment of war and chaos, they have no energy and time to screen them one by one. They can only be blocked inside and let themselves die.

A holy wizard at the top of the holy order shot out, completely destroyed the entire block, and directly killed most of the plagues and innocent mortals.

For the first time, the venomous Hydra witnessed the full shot of the Great Wizard of the Holy Order, and it really turned out to be invincible and shocking, making it impossible to resist the idea of ​​confrontation.

It was an obscure, thin, withered old man.

Standing high above the midair of the city, he looked down on everything in front of him with a kind of indifferent eyes that looked down on all beings with a deity.

At his feet, half of the city was caught in flames and killing. In the blazing flames and thick black smoke, the crying and mourning of the people running around, the blood stains on the big beaches at the end of the streets, and the corpses everywhere, could not induce his slightest emotional change, just like everything happened They are all phantoms, not enough to shake his mind.

When he sneered in the corner of his mouth and uttered a "find death" lightly in his mouth, a vague and phantom giant ghost appeared in the void behind him. This is a super huge giant who stands up to the ground, covered with brilliant golden light scales. On his forehead, a conspicuous sun sign is radiating endless light and heat.

This sun rune pattern is not simply engraved, but more like a small sun imprisoned on his forehead, a more profound manifestation of the regular power.

If those knowledgeable wizards who knew the ancients were present, they would be unable to help but read the name of this horrifying giant's phantom, the Son of the Sun.

The Son of the Sun, also known as the Flame Giant, is an important branch of the legendary ancient Titan. This is a powerful race that has thoroughly mastered the rules of flame. In many material planes, it has been feared and enshrined by the ignorant natives. Some of the overly powerful sons of the Sun even arrogantly claim to be the Sun God.

However, the essence is still just a too strong regular creature.

The holy order wizard in front of him is obviously a mutant wizard who has taken the bloodline transformation route. Most of his powerful strength is used to restore the bloodline of the son of the sun. If he can completely restore the blood of the Son of the Sun, a steady demigod can't run, and he may even be eligible to shock the weak god.

But maybe it is just possible after all.

Now in all the major planes, the sons of the Sun who survived in the ancient times are difficult to find even a demi-level. The Holy Wizard in front of him wants to recreate the glory of the Sun family with the broken blood of the Son of the Sun. Idiot said dreams.

But after all, these are only for those legends and demigods. In the face of mortals and plagued creatures as small and fragile as ants, the broken bloodline of the son of the sun is still unshakable and has the power of extinction.

When the phantom of the son of the sun emerged behind him, the earth watched by the eyes of the holy wizard began to melt in the brilliant golden flame.

There is no spell-casting, no magic gestures to guide, and even the holy wizards have no extra movements. The entire slums plagued by the plague seem to suddenly cram into a huge sun, and the temperature begins to rise quickly. It reached thousands of degrees in a dozen or so times.

The earth began to dry and scorched, and all the buildings spontaneously burned, melted, and dumped. The fiery color of the cracked earth was deep, and the hot air continuously spewed out.

The mortal who was running around begging for help knelt down on the ground, stuck his throat desperately, and swallowed the hot air in his mouth. Immediately, the extreme heat and heat evaporate every drop of water in their body, leaving only a highly carbonized coke corpse in place. But as the temperature continued to rise, even these scorched corpses could not maintain, dumped and completely mixed with the semi-melted ground.

Not only human beings, but even those plague creatures and the plague spores that sustain the activities of these plague creatures cannot withstand such a severe blow, completely melting into a slow-flowing lava with this world.

How can a venomous venomous venomous venomous snake endure the challenge of a human wizard, trying his best to swell his chest, spitting a highly corrosive toxic acid ball into the other bit by bit It's a pity that all the acid **** were roasted into extreme green smoke by the extreme high temperature before they were within 100 meters of each other, and finally disappeared.

The Hydra's attack undoubtedly also attracted the attention of the Holy Order wizard.

As the eyes of the Saint Wizard were condensed, the air around the body of the Hydra began to distort and evaporate quickly. Its surface was more like a boiling soup pot, large and small, dense and squirting bubbles, each one was blood red , Filled with filthy blood.

Seeing a bad opportunity, the most powerful venomous venomous snake burrowed into the ground frantically, and continued to dig deeper, finally evading the catastrophe of the heavens at a depth of 30 meters. But even so, it still withstood the heat and flame during the flight, and most of its body was burned into coke, peeling off layer by layer, and dying from pain.

Of course, this scene was also seen by the remote control of the plague girl who was hiding outside the city, and even the pain and wailing before the death of the plague creatures were clearly understood. The demise of nearly a thousand plagued creatures did not make her move, but the all-powerful blow of the holy wizard gave the plagued woman the kind of extreme pain she was being baked in the sun.

I thought I had such a terrible plague power, enough to deter those weak wizards and allow them to leave enough room for themselves. But today I saw the true combat power of the top-ranking powerhouse among the wizards. For the first time, the Plague Girl really felt pain for her childishness.

I thought I had mastered the power of annihilation, but now it seems that I am acting like a rookie who has mastered a powerful force for the first time, arrogant and arrogant, and I do n’t know if I want to challenge a more terrible existence.

Of course, the plague girl still has absolute confidence in her plague power. With the plague of the plague spores, it is only a matter of time to change a world. But her strength needs time, and her growth needs time, but now she has rashly exposed herself to the sight of a more powerful existence.

Isn't this tightening the noose of death?

However, just as the plagued female Sarah began to reflect on her behavior and behavior, a deep convulsion from the bottom of her heart made her suddenly fight a cold war.

It's going to change!

For no reason, she had such a nonsensical idea in her heart and turned her attention to the south.

What she didn't know was that, at the same moment, the top-ranking powerhouses scattered all over the world of wizards stopped their work and turned their attention to somewhere in the middle of the continent.

There is a horrible event happening enough to affect the entire plane! ! !

Some top-level powerhouses who have initially grasped the rules can only perceive the root cause of distant events through the disorder of the power of the rules. Only those prophecies who have mastered the pulse of destiny can cross distant time and space, and glimpse a piece of broken history from the operation of the vast world rules. As for whether or not the trajectory of the world can be deduced from these scaled claw prophetic images, this may depend on their personal talents.

If you want to realize every change and possibility of the development of the world, that is something that only the God of Prophecy can do.

But this time, all the top-ranking powerhouses who experienced the rules of the world felt deep disgust from the plane consciousness, and the chaos and sulfur odor that the abyss demons could not cover at that time.

Magic disaster!

A new wave of demons will happen again.

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From the moment I felt the abyss, the wizarding world became restless.

One by one, bursts, the world's source of power that almost never appeared began to rush to the place where the abyss breath appeared in various forms, trying to resist the invasion of the chaotic and disorderly abyss law by the power of the law of the plane.

But everything is in vain.

A deep plane scratch appeared in the mid-air nearly 100 meters above the ground and swam there. A burst of seemingly dark red smoke was pouring out of the scratches, transforming the world a little bit.

This is a huge canyon on both sides of the mountain. On a flat ground in the middle of the canyon stands an ancient and simple magic altar. At this moment, the periphery of the altar has been filled with **** sacrifices of various sizes and shapes. These sacrifices belong to some kind of human creatures, but they are significantly different from normal human beings.

Human faces and bodies have short, thick, horns and hoofed feet resembling demons. The right hand is normal, but the left hand has degenerated into devilized claws flashing dull metal phosphorescence.

Tifflin ... This is Tifflin, the demonized descendant of the combination of demons and humans.

Historians also turned them into demon.

No matter how outsiders call them, at this moment, they have become the most pitiful and **** sacrifice. Cut open the throat, chop off the head, break the chest ... All kinds of death methods make their faces twisted, and the pain is wailing, but they can only let the fuchsia blood flow out of the body. Slowly condensed into a stream, swallowed by a large mouth whale gurgled by the ancient altar.

With the strength of the blood sacrifice, this world in the canyon became more and more polluted. Where the abyss filth from the scratches in the plane of the sky fell, the soil began to be shrouded in poison, flames and filth. According to legend, when the bottomless abyss was just born, it was all over such a harsh environment. It is said to be a low-level plane born to punish evil.