Chapter 114: The Final Chapter: Magical Blockade of the Whole Territory
Chapter 608: Final Chapter: Magical Blockade of the Whole Territory
"The ray axis moves 5 mils to the left!"
Provis personally commanded the decisive weapons and burned several groups of human infantry to ashes along with the nearby elven garrison.
Human troops entered the city of Canaan from many roads. The dazzling bright light of "Genesis" could burn through the shields of the demigods, but it was powerless against a large number of small, fast, and scattered targets, and could not stop the tide of offensive.
Before the refraction of "Genesis" dissipated, the thick giant broke through the sky. Tears of the Moon God were thrown down from the sky again, shattering into a rain of fire in the clouds.
At the moment when the cavalry entered the city, the Canaanite Senate, which had already secured victory, was speechless for a moment. In addition to mechanically operating the "Genesis" to fire indiscriminately, the frontline troops could not receive orders to return reinforcements, and the new troops recruited could not be found.
Captain, Beyelan has already reached the gates of the temple city. Some of the senators led a small group of cronies in an attempt to block the road, some disappeared with the entire department, or they just stared dumbfoundedly at the headquarters in chaos.
Canaan's last garrison fought for only a few hours before being unable to withstand the attack. They could only retreat to the vicinity of the temple and set up an arc of defense.
It took a while before the adjutant came to report:
"Psychic communication has been connected."
Provis hurried to the communication hub, took the echo crystal from the herald who was testing it, and broadcast to the entire army near Canaan: "I am Provis, issuing a retreat order now..."
The heralds present were all shocked: "Sir, don't use full-frequency communication, you must not use full-frequency communication!"
"What I need now is time, time!" Provis said in a stern voice, "The enemy situation is serious now. Marshal Paulus, Marshal Thrandis, and the Nebula Temple are suddenly attacked. In the name of the Senate, I order,
The frontline troops immediately broke away from the White Tower and Red Fort defense lines and went to the outskirts of the city to gather to intercept the enemy assault group; the garrison troops deployed southeast of the Nebula Temple to form a coherent defense line.
"Repeat it—
"The whole army is moving closer to me, moving closer to me quickly!"
Salorian also sensed this weak chaos. However, he was dragged to the top of the tower by Galadia's sword, and he could only watch the Bajeran infantry entering the city continuously attacking the defense line of the elven garrison.
The forward command arriving at the front line also captured Provis' order.
"Commander, the full-frequency psychic communication from the Elf Command has been received. The special reconnaissance team is verifying it."
Roland raised the riding whip in his hand: "What else are you verifying? Provis has told us all about the deployment. The main force of Canaan cannot come back, and their garrison has not built a complete blocking position. Take advantage of now and avoid the road.
Attack in and disrupt the situation! Griffith, what are you waiting for?"
Griffith wiped the blood on his breastplate, took out half a piece of cocoa biscuit from the wounded elf soldier on the side and stuffed it into his mouth:
"I'm waiting for the cuirassiers."
The earth was shaking, as if thunder was rolling.
The elven garrison guarding the barricade dispersed in a hurry. Soon, a cuirassier appeared where they stepped aside.
Then the second, the third...
Whole battalions of cavalry passed through the streets and formed a dense formation with knees touching knees at the end of the long street. Their breastplates and helmets were painted with flying eagle flags, sparkling in the sun.
As soon as the sea of metal appeared on the streets, the noisy city suddenly became quiet. The grenadiers and artillerymen who broke through the defense lines and demolished the barricades made way for them, and the shining silver wall mercury swept past, stinging people blindly.
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After breaking through the Dark Swamp and gathering around Griffith, the Byerran Assault Cavalry Army occupied the forward position with the infantry and entered the city along different roads that had been marked out by the Canaanite rebels and intelligence agencies, bypassing the elven garrison positions.
, gathered in front of the temple as accurately as clockwork.
The elves guarding the temple saw the silvery waves gathering together, like a mouse falling into a bag, and were suddenly suffocated.
"It's time."
Griffith mounted his horse.
The caster's temple has not yet been breached, and their doom has not yet come to the last moment, simply because the firepower projected by "Genesis" burned several seas of fire in the city and suburbs, temporarily blocking the assault of the human grenadiers.
The golden-red buildings and jade-like streets are covered with corpses, weapons, broken armor and flags. The flowing blood dyes the long white stone street red, the rumble of horse hooves breaks through the flower fields, and the river passing through the city is filled with dense corpses.
.The breath of magic sensed the impending disaster, and the kingdom of God on earth collapsed.
The Byeran army that is chasing the returning elves is approaching, and the assault army that has crossed the Dark Swamp has already arrived at the city.
The civilization of two eras is about to fade away, and the twenty-year plan is sure to win. Before the final charge is launched, Krista holds the eagle flag high and rides past the team. Although everyone has been up all night, the fighting spirit is still high.
“Offer the sacraments and pray devoutly,
"Plunge into the war that we can easily control, let the night disappear today, victory is at hand!"
Everyone's eyes followed her flag, and their thoughts became hot before dawn.
"Hail Alicia!"
She stood in front of Griffith: "Rush over, Griffith, no matter what happens, don't stop."
The sky is roaring and rolling, and extraordinary auras are gathering in the sky. The crowned gods are watching here!
Their will turned into the shield and blade of reality, making Griffith tremble slightly: "What will happen when I crush the miracle?"
"We are agents of gods, and we are also human beings. When the miracles end, we will just return to mortals."
Erza passed by him and surrounded him with Krista. She held Griffith's trembling hand tightly: "In the last battle, we will cover you and go straight to Galadia. Only by destroying the connection virtual
Only by using the spiritual beacon of the will of the environment can the miracle be terminated.”
"Cavalry, advance!"
The passionate drumbeats resounded through the sky.
The cuirassiers started slowly. They followed the eagle flag and military drum. Thousands of horse hooves made a frightening rolling thunder. They spread out like clouds and flowing water on the long street covered by the infantry. In the blink of an eye, they formed a majestic wall.
The final decisive battle weapon "Genesis" immediately changed its direction and bombarded the human cavalry. Krista opened the flag, and the silver sword turned into pure light like lapis lazuli in her hands. The strong light hit the shield and was refracted.
The sky broke through the haze and shattered into golden petals all over the sky.
"Target, the temple gate, rush in!"
The "Magic Spring" had a premonition of impending disaster, and all kinds of mysteries splashed out. A swamp emerged from the white stone path, and the shadows blocked the sunlight and surged with indescribable madness. The roaring filth seemed to be ejected from the abyss of hell, and the invisible storm of pain tore and echoed.
This chaotic, wail-like outburst flooded out from the ritual core of the temple, becoming like a chant that recited the chilling nightmare of an entire era.
The assault cavalry fell into sluggishness, doom, curse, and confusion, and many people disappeared from the team out of thin air.
Griffith saw the darkness dragging his companions, so he raised Hanguang, and the lightning and blood turned into a light blade, slashing towards the magical aura. This blow split the spell, broke the realm, and the magic's
The breath retreated instantly.
Roland jumped forward, and the smoke and steam gathered behind him into Vulcan's sledgehammer and threw it down:
"Comrades, rush over and cover Griffith as he rushes in!
"Hurrah!" The armored cavalry rushing in like a wall broke away from the entanglement of the curse in a majestic formation and launched a group attack. The rain of horse hooves made people's hearts tremble. The elves and cavalry who sniped along the way disappeared as soon as the cavalry arrived.
The street suddenly cracked, and a huge, indescribable black shadow broke out of the ground.
A bunch of surging tentacles, growing on the smooth gray-black bag-like body... In addition to the pile of stretched and curled tentacles, there is a lump at the front of this thing... The terrifying, disgusting creature is torn open
Come, open the petal-like mouthparts. In the weird roar that goes straight into the soul, overwhelming black and yellow filth sprays out. Fiona, wrapped in light, is stopped by the two death knights Nona and Kurala.
On the road.
Unable to interfere with the battle below, Salorian dispatched Fiona and the death knights deployed on the front line to rush back to Canaan via the burrowing worms.
Griffith's hand holding Hanguang trembled. The assault cavalry might be delayed by the three of them for a moment, but their destruction was also instantaneous.
The next second they appeared, Lana bit her lip and accelerated past Griffith, speeding towards the girl surrounded by light in front of her.
"Hey, Rana...what are you doing?"
Murat Russell passed by Griffith, his bronze face whiter than snow, and the hand holding the sword twitched along with his clenched teeth.
"Humph, are you stupid? Griffith, are you stupid?" They passed by, making grunting sounds, "Of course her opponent can only be me! It can only be me, do you understand!?
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The war horses collided violently, and amid the thunderous sound of horse hooves, several figures flew out from the charging route.
Griffith was surrounded by dense cavalry and moved forward. He turned back to see the situation of his friends, but could only see a pair of determined eyes under the helmet. He looked away, and the gate of the temple was close in front of him. The panicked elves
Trying to block it!
"Arandel, step forward and break it open!"
He raised his hand and pointed, and among the surging spiritual energy ripples, a roar that resounded throughout the world soared into the sky. A blue torrent suddenly surged up from the wet and muddy streets. A huge wave several meters high rose from the ground and came like a wall.
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In the turbulent waves, thick and crazy breathing also echoed, carrying an overwhelming pressure, the illusory shadow of the ship rolled over.
In the wild waves, the giant ship with towering white sails moved from virtual to real, sailing on dry land, breaking time, space and distance. The vertical and wide bow, streamlined hull, and sails fluttering in the wind created an unstoppable and majestic momentum.
Crush over.
Alandel's flagship "Brunhil" arrives on the battlefield. Even if Griffith can no longer summon the undead warship to fight, Alandel still has the power to summon the flagship across time and space!
In the hunting wind, the battlecruiser was covered with huge white sails like clouds. The slim black-haired woman stepped on the side of the ship, grabbed the cable in her hand, and swung the blue water jet down in the air.
As the fenders were raised one after another, patches of orange-red light lit up the starboard side of the battleship! Thunder rolled, smoke was thick, and long whips of flames and steel whipped the earth, turning the world red in an instant.
The Birren Hill ship's gun salvos tore apart cliff-like auditory faults in the air. The door of the Nebula Temple seemed to have been struck by a meteor shower, shaking violently in the dense wind-like roar.
The gates of the temple, older than an era, collapsed.
A bolt of lightning immediately pierced through, and the stream of light set off by the arc hit the flying arrows, exploding into particles of light as bright as a galaxy. Erza shattered the barrier, stabbed several guards who rushed towards them to the ground, and Amber
Together they covered Griffith and rushed in. One part of the army blocked the returning elven garrison on the spot, while the other part followed and rushed in.
Advancing to this position, the people gathered around Griffith were all selected Extraordinaries, and they cooperated very well with each other. They could understand everything with just one look. Everyone rushed into the temple and suddenly found that the splendid decoration here had been replaced by someone.
This liquid corrodes the spiral texture, which is as clear as annual rings.
The spiral staircase of the Elf Temple is so long that there is no end in sight, and it is like a maze in the almost chaotic spatial configuration. The higher you go up, the more damp and muddy you are all around. The pungent smell brings an exciting throb, and every trace of it
Stirring up crazy thoughts; the ticking sound coming from nowhere is monotonous and hollow, like drops of blood falling from the neck of a condemned prisoner.
This giant building has countless halls, rooms and corridors, but Griffith only wants to go to one place. He goes straight to the upper ceremonial platform, from where he can reach the top of the tower, where the final battle will break out.
, victory or defeat depends on this.
Everyone was silent.
"Wait a minute, can you do it?" Erza, who was following him, asked softly.
Because of this, he cannot stop. No matter what sacrifices are made, victory must be achieved. In order to prevent the blood from flowing in vain, more blood must be shed... Griffith gritted his teeth and walked forward quickly.
Rounding a corner, a group of towering pillars nearly twenty meters high suddenly appeared in front of them. These stone pillars supporting the top floor and the marble floor below were covered with tentacle-shaped dark purple slime masses, and they were spreading to other parts of the building. Stepping on them would make a sound.
There is a "crunching" sound, and it may even explode, splattering the thick substance everywhere.
There is a spring in the center of the hall. The dome above has collapsed, and hundreds of tons of boulders are falling directly near the spring. The dark underground spring has a deep aura, like a one-eyed spying on prey, and can even make people vaguely aware of it.
Hear the roaring roar of the ocean's tides!
This is the wonder of the elves, the "magic spring" where the magic power is concentrated from strong to almost substantial.
As soon as Griffith looked at the magical spring water, he immediately felt that there was a vast and almost void existence entrenched in the depths. Its huge size even exceeded the edge of the world, making it impossible to see the whole thing directly.
The spiritual energy gathered entirely by magic power continued to ripple. As soon as they sensed the breath of this giant thing, many extraordinary people who came here became dizzy, dragged by the dangerous and terrifying breath, and almost fell into the spring.
"The "Magic Spring" is watching you..."
There are withered ones everywhere here. They are gorgeously dressed, with extremely sophisticated ornaments and weapons, but each one of them is curled up in the corner with a sluggish look, no intention of fighting, and extremely dejected.
"It seems that something is wrong with the elves here," Erza walked in front, "The miracle is affecting the creatures here."
Griffith was suddenly touched. He then looked around. Under the ruins of the collapsed tower, the pale-haired Salorian had no breath, and his face was extremely hideous and twisted. In the end, it decomposed like foam. Jia was covered in blood.
Radia sat tiredly on the steps holding two big swords filled with moonlight.
Seeing the knight coming, the white corner of Miss Elf's mouth also outlined an arc:
"Ah, you're here."
"I'm here," Griffith hurried forward and said softly, "According to the agreement, I will lead the army to break open your woods and kidnap you."
"Hahaha," Miss Elf chuckled, "Then you have to stab me with a sword and turn me into a banshee. The shackles of Canaan are broken, but the magic here still binds me, so it's not easy to walk away.
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Griffith held Han Guang and gestured. The other Beyonders consciously stepped aside more than ten steps away, and Roland anxiously poked his head in the crowd.
"Only by completely defeating the Hand of God can we seize power," Erza said. "At least from my case, this is an effective way to divest."
"Are you sure?" Amber was startled, "What if I kill her?"
The magic spring suddenly let out a roar, and an unprecedented loud noise echoed in the hall, shaking people from standing still.
"What are you still hesitating about! Griffith, this is not your business alone!" Roland pushed aside his companions and stood out from the crowd. "This is the mission given to you by the times!"
Griffith's teeth chattered, and the hand holding the sword couldn't stop moving. Seeing that he couldn't move, Miss Elf stretched out her hand, lightly pressed his wrist, and held the blade of the sword.
"I am the princess of the elves, the darling of the silver moon and starlight. On the day I was born, the entire Canaan forest was calling my name," Galadia said softly, "Do you still remember the first time you came here?"
Canaan, the tragedy seen in that garden?"
"Remember." Griffith murmured.
Miss Elf nodded:
"Well, at first, I didn't understand,
"Now, I understand,
"All the gifts given to me by fate will eventually pay the price."
She greeted him. Han Guang pierced her body, and the bloody blade dyed her waist-length hair red. Griffith fell to his knees with a clang, and hurriedly hugged Galadia's soft body.
Body.
The authority of the Hand of God began to precipitate from the dying Galadia's body, and Griffith sensed that his authority was strengthening. The onlookers' Extraordinary people swarmed over, and Erza took out the magic potion she had prepared and poured it in
Galadia said, and the Beyonders in the team who were good at healing immediately came up to stop the bleeding and bandage her wound.
"Is this okay?" Amber was not sure, "I can feel the changes in her, but...well, something is still wrong here."
Many fragments of memory and knowledge poured into Griffith's brain like a tide, and the surging spiritual energy almost overwhelmed him to the ground. He could not speak a word, nor could he even move a finger. At the same time, he could not speak a word.
, he clearly sensed that the "Magic Spring" had not stopped.
Instead of dissipating, the energy pool along with the virtual realm began to spin at a faster speed.
Roland squeezed over and asked loudly: "What happened? Is it done?"
"..." Everyone was stunned for a while, and then someone whispered, "It seems not."
"What to do now?"
Dozens of extraordinary people looked at me, and I looked at you. Suddenly, a terrifying mysterious aura overflowed from the "Magic Spring", and a needle-like sense of crisis made the pupils of those present shrink... Is there something I want?
Climbed out of the spring!
Like the heartbeat, the heavy reverberation of breathing gradually accelerated, making a rumbling roar in the magic spring. The ground also trembled, and dark ripples formed in the spring water.
"Griffith."
In the dark, Griffith heard Sonia's voice. After the high-altitude explosion of Tears of the Moon destroyed the psychic network, the ability to transmit information over long distances was almost useless. However, he could hear the countess's voice.
The sound and the abnormal state of being unable to move gradually faded away. When I turned around, I saw a hole in the air, and Sidious came here with Sonia and two other companions.
As soon as the countess arrived, the light golden light of the contract dropped down, covering Griffith and repairing his body; this power even took effect on the seriously injured elf and began to heal her injuries.
"The miracles show no signs of stopping! The elves outside are turning into withers in large numbers and concentrating here," Sidious said. "It seems that these methods are not enough to solve the problem."
"I agree too! The number of pointed ears below is increasing, and they are coming very quickly, as if the entire Canaan elves are being summoned by something!"
The person behind Sidious yelled in a rough voice. Ophelia who was present took a look and found out that it was Brunaph and Aslante who attacked Homemonworth. Everyone showed their weapons together,
But the orcs just greeted him with a grin as if he were a guest.
The troll lady on the side curtsied to the humans gathered in a circle:
"Shadow Priest Aslante, here to serve,
"My Lord in charge of the Lightless Realm has brought a message to the knights of war. The "Magic Spring" has taken shape and has become a bridge connecting reality and the void. The hand of God is no longer the only beacon of miracles; the "Magic Spring"
It is a collection of the thoughts of all spell casters, and must be terminated by the collective will of Canaan's casters, otherwise it will continue to run until the distorted will of the virtual realm comes."
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"..."
Everyone present was shocked. The development of the situation has exceeded expectations. If the elves can be made to agree to stop, wouldn't it mean that Canaan has been defeated by Baieran and surrendered unconditionally?
"It must be terminated by the collective will of the Canaanite casters?" Griffith fell into deep thought. Almost all the plans to prevent the end of reincarnation were used.
Maybe there is one last way...
The battle outside the temple became more intense. The cavalry on the outside dismounted and set up defenses at the entrance and corridor to block the crazy influx of monsters. The originally sluggish Withered in the hall suddenly jumped up and launched an attack.
Galadia woke up from a coma. There were dozens of high-level extraordinary people gathered here, covering almost all paths, but no one had ever seen this situation before and didn't know how to deal with it.
Until the "Magic Spring" answered them.
At first, everyone saw Salorian's vague appearance in the spring. It didn't take long for him to break away from the human category and transform into a shoggoth, no, something more terrifying. Its exact shape cannot be described.
The degree of change and distortion has become divorced from reality and has even become part of its own concept.
The nightmarish black shape, the shapeless body exuded a foul odor, squirmed forward, flowing... A part of the terrifying giant body rose from the spring water, thousands of them emitting green light, like pus
The eye is constantly forming and breaking down on its surface.
"spread!"
The Extraordinaries hurriedly retreated. The body that almost filled the entire spring stretched out huge tentacles, crushing all the nearby elven withered spells and absorbing them without leaving a single piece of debris. The tentacles crawled on the ground that shone with an evil reflection.
.Once all the withered beings in the temple are preyed upon by his tentacles, they will immediately dissolve into part of the amorphous protoplasmic bubble.
That terrifying, mocking cry rang in my ears.
Looking directly at this monster, people's hearts were violently shocked. If it were not for the spiritual gain from Griffith's War Sequence, many people's minds would be broken on the spot. At the same time, everyone knew some occult knowledge.
Shoggoth Saron (King of Shoggoth), a mixture of Shoggoth and the demigod Salorian. The incarnation of magic, an immortal monster, and the thousand-faced demon in the shadows of time and space.
Its ferocious body is soaked in the "Magic Spring", and only the head and the top tentacles can enter reality.
[After thousands of experiments, divisions and transfers, Salorian obtained a body and spirituality that surpassed that of a demigod, broke away from human reason, and entered the realm of energy and concepts. When the human skin could no longer be used as a container, his will
Then it was transferred to the ancient creation.】
Shuge Saron possesses the fusion characteristics of many mythical creatures——
Fusion characteristics: High-level mind control. His powerful will can capture a large number of magical creatures as an endless army, and can even drive saints and death knights to fight for it.
Fusion characteristics: Magic, omnipotent. Shuge Saron has huge tentacles that can perform heavy blows and whips, as well as countless small tentacles; each small tentacle is more powerful than a supernatural wizard and can release attacks and curses at will.
, casting almost all mysteries. Instant death judgment, heart-breaking and bone-cutting, and death coil are his favorites.
Fusion characteristics: Mental distortion. Beings who face Shuge Saron or sense the terrifying aura will continue to be incubated by the twisted will, and will soon lose their minds and become madmen or puppets.
Fusion characteristics: Unstoppable ending. The existence of Shuge Saron is the rift that destroys the world, and something follows him.
It can't be stopped anymore. The elves have opened the passage to the virtual realm, and the twisted will is assimilating with their entire group. Now, this container is no longer needed. Creatures attracted by magic are gathering here, and even breed independent ancient monsters.
.It won’t be long before they gather here and use their collective will to call for the end!
"Get ready to fight!" Roland shouted, "Griffith and I will be the core of the defense, the long-range team will follow Sidious, and the melee team will be commanded by Erza!
"Everyone in place!"
Shuge Saron murmured an indecipherable strange sound, taunting Griffith.
"Hehehe, come and compete with my minions..."
With just one contact, Griffith felt it was difficult to resist. All the bones in his body were shaking under the heavy blow of the big tentacle. Roland received the second blow and almost fell to his knees.
"Replace!" Roland raised his hand, "Knights put on their shields and come forward!"
Midianmaia and others immediately put on large shields, but the ground was filled with mud, like a pair of rising hands, and something seemed to be pulling them with every step.
Every hit of the huge tentacles is a range crushing and knocking away. The small tentacles' spells are continuous. As long as they are hit, they will suffer from power attenuation, corrosion and fear, and random death coils. These tentacles can even prey from the crowd, even if they are in the crowd.
Mental health will be attenuated nearby. Range slowdown will be muddy.
The densely packed tentacles were like seaweed on the bottom of the water, shaking crazily and emitting masses of mysterious energy. The Beyonders gathered behind Griffith and Roland were like entering a fox's henhouse, and instantly became a mess.
The slow knights and warriors were dragged in place by the endless black mud, the resisting demon hunters and rangers were running around, the priests could not pronounce their prayers, and only strange sounds echoed in their ears.
In less than half a minute, the tentacles surrounded everyone.
"Arandel, summon your flagship and take us out!"
Miss Mermaid's flagship immediately traveled through space and hit the flooded black mud swamp heavily. She dispersed the tentacles in a short time, and the extraordinary people who were granted amnesty swarmed up, grabbing the side of the ship and cables to escape from the tentacles.
surrounded by.
In the blink of an eye, black mud and swelling spread onto the deck even faster than everyone could board the ship.
"He wants to steal my ship," Alandel's face turned pale, "think of a way to speak out!"
Before he finished speaking, another huge tentacle struck down overwhelmingly. Griffith had just climbed onto the deck after taking two rounds of heavy blows. If he dodged, the tentacle would capsize the battleship. There was no way to avoid it.
Suddenly a sound and shadow like a city wall blocked the front, and the dragon-slaying giant sword as thick as a city wall slashed down against the tentacle. The huge swollen touch exploded like a melon and fruit, and the sword edge smashed the lump and cut into the texture, slashing from top to bottom.
In the two frightening tearing sounds, the skin, suckers, saw teeth and pus flew up, and the layers of fangs carved a flame on the blade.
Lana took the next blow for Griffith! He took a step forward, stepped on his filthy knee-deep waist, and slashed horizontally into the small tentacles! The densely packed tentacles actually let out a shrill scream. Dragon-Slaying Sword
Wherever he went, severed limbs and fragments were strewn on the ground along with pus.
Griffith took two steps back, and to his surprise, Fiona, wearing a silver breastplate and holding a diamond-shaped shield, stepped in from the side and blocked the darkness coming from her feet. A magic spell was easily blocked by her.
Blocked it, and then the dexterous stabbing sword accurately penetrated a tentacle.
"Griffith, reorganize your formation on the battleship," Lana and Fiona blocked his attack one after another, "Salorian's imprisonment is no longer there, pray to your god!"
Ah, my God? Who~ okay, understand... Griffith regained his composure: "In the name of war, we’ll wake to the carnival of life!"
The Conqueror revealed his trump card. With the extraordinary power of war, the ranks of the Extraordinaries throughout the army were temporarily raised by one level.
The daunting killing intent and coercion stabilized the situation, and the enhanced psychic abilities and ranks reunited the team. However, the monsters in the virtual realm were still not something that the team here could shake.
The power of war alone cannot defeat the darkness of the virtual world, and one power is not enough to reverse the doomsday... Then, I will pray to all the gods! Griffith calls out to all the power he can seek to answer his call
They are the seven gods of silver moon, holy light, storm, contract, flame, prophecy and night.
“The everlasting light that bestows kindness and shelter,
"Guardian of nature and balance,
“The guide on the endless journey,
"Queen of the Silver Moon and Starlight, I pray, grant me and my allies the speed and grace of the wind."
The protection of Silver Moon allowed the entire team to jump out of the Black Mud Swamp. The defense team covering Griffith rotated in an orderly manner, and long-range and melee combat also kept up with their movement and spread out on the deck.
"God of contracts and notarization,
"Guardian of order,
"Witness of the eternal balance, I beg you to listen and bear witness to our courage!"
Above the starry sky, the irresistible coercion and power echoed the prayers. Krista and Erza also called out to the Lord God in the sky. They seemed to incarnate unspeakable existence and will and walked on the earth. The air, light and
The dust is stilled, listening respectfully to the prayer that goes straight into the heart.
"Eternal Holy Light, majestic and powerful Lord, I will leave this body at your disposal——"
"Warmaster of storms and thunder, wielder of the horn of destruction, king of heavenly punishment and temples, I declare that the enemy of light and shadow is the enemy of the blade!"
Moreau, the extraordinary assassin from Beyeland, led his stalkers to hunt down the clumps of tentacles.
Silver Moon, Holy Light, Storm and Pact give Griffith and his allies acceleration and escape from restraints, attack penetration and armor breaking, enhanced shields, self-healing and overall improvement of sanity! The gods of fire, prophecy and night
Come to your own believers. All human technology and beliefs are now available!
Erza, Amber, and the demon hunters present deployed their mythical creature forms and floated to snipe the monsters in the magic spring. The intensive lightning damaged Shuge Saron's body and even burned out the tentacles. However,
The monster is like broken mercury, and the squirming fragments gather into form in an instant!
The body grown in the "Magic Spring" immediately repaired the damage. As long as the miracle is not closed, he can draw infinite power from it. There are more and more Withered Magicians, and it is no longer possible for those fighting here to resist the Withered Magicians and Shuge at the same time.
Saron. Even with all the power in the world, the warriors gathered here are unable to stop the spectacle of magic.
The endless withered beasts rushed away from the cavalry at the entrance of the temple and rushed towards their wonders at all costs. The rustling sound of the dense running was like a plague of locusts that covered the sky and the sun. In a moment, they poured into the hall and rushed towards the warriors for the last time.
The defending warships pounced.
The whispers of the ancient gods awakened Griffith. His memory was revived.
There is one last way... Griffith broke away from the battle against the big tentacle, handed over the core of defense to Roland, and ran to Miss Elf's side.
Galadia had already replaced the phoenix's long bow, and used rapid fire to knock down the tentacles and withered ones that were climbing up. Seeing the knight approaching, a smile appeared on her serious face.
"Have you thought of a good idea?"
"Garadia..."
"Hey, tell me~"
"will you marry me?"
"Um, ah!!?" Miss Elf was shocked, "Are you sure you want to say this now?"
"Yes, I love you, marry me!"
"..." Miss Elf was stunned for a moment and looked around. She was not hesitating, but looking for a respectable elder present: "Roland, witness the marriage for us!"
"Oh no, you guys, I'm a little busy right now and I'm not qualified..." Roland was sweating profusely while holding his shield. He turned to the captain who was steering the ship among the tentacles and shouted, "Arandel, witness the marriage for them!
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"You didn't see me busy!" Miss Mermaid gave the withered man a knife and pulled out the flintlock gun from her waist.
"Captain, hurry up!" the whole team shouted.
"Okay, okay!"
"Dear guests and friends, we are gathered here to witness the wedding ceremony of this couple... Go to hell, monster!"
She shot the wither in the face, blowing its head off. Attracted by the sound of the gunshot, a flood of monsters rushed towards her.
"We are happily gathered here to witness this happy moment... Oh, skip ahead. Are you willing, two newlyweds? Does any of the guests object? If you object, raise your objection now, otherwise you will remain silent forever!"
Humans and elves are fighting an inextricable battle with monsters filled with pits and valleys. However, everyone heard the announcement.
"Galadia, are you willing to let me be your husband?" Griffith's tongue was tied and his heart was about to jump out.
Sidious summoned an unstable space-time rift, and the rumbling roar and lightning storm tore a large swath of Withered into pieces.
"Ah I do!"
William, the marksman from the Commodus Army, fired a shot into the sky; the assassins of the Night Goddess, led by the hunter Morrow, chopped the tentacles into pieces, and the flying debris flew around the deck like petals.
"Very good!"
"Griffith, will you take me... to be your lawfully wedded wife? In sickness and in health."
"I do!"
Others also picked up their guns and fired them with clatter.
"As the captain of Brunhil, I now declare that you belong to each other! You can kiss." Alandel lit a naval gun and there was a bang.
The gunshots rang out and the flames rolled. Roland also filled the gun with ammunition, put his finger on the trigger, and stared at the two men with longing eyes:
"You can kiss now, oh my God,
"Kiss me quickly——!"
Griffith hugged Miss Elf's slender waist and kissed her tremblingly on the lips. The sweet aftertaste was about to melt him, and the girl immediately threw herself into his arms, grabbing his shoulders and moving forward.
…
"Keep the "Magic Spring"."
This idea became Provis's only obsession. He lost control late and succumbed to his noble will. He was deluded along with a large number of elves and marched relentlessly towards the source of magic. Even if they lost their minds, magic
The powerful vitality bestowed upon them still makes them extremely dangerous.
Finally, they came to the center of the temple, where the fighting humans had been forced into a corner by the Ultimate Shoggoth, while the Queen of Silver Moon's Beloved and the Princess of Starlight were sitting on the throne where she usually sat, with dozens of
Humans, orcs, trolls, elves, and half-elf traitors stood on both sides as if attending a banquet.
They gave up and the "Magic Spring" was safe and sound.
"Finally, the miracle was achieved...
"Humanity has not stopped us after all..."
The withered ones were ready to move, and their few obsessions made them want to tear all their enemies into pieces now. However, a vague premonition and a strange, indescribable aura restrained them.
Densely packed withers and out-of-control elves have crowded the hall, steps, corridors and streets with their compatriots. The "Magic Spring" is driving away more and more urgently, as desperate as an imminent disaster. However, no one dares to step forward.
Taking one step, it was as if there was some unknown natural enemy at the throne.
A figure walked out from behind the throne. The elf princess stood up and gave up the supreme throne. The man wore a blood-soaked robe and heavy armor. Majesty and anger were his servants, and strategy and violence were at his feet.
Surrender. The scarlet blood light shines through the ferocious face armor, looking down at the confused and panic faces of each of the elves with a breathtaking gaze.
His voice was as unstoppable as the storm that gave birth to thunder, and the holy sword lingering with lightning spread his command, almost tearing the eardrums of every elf present:
“I am Griffith de Ravenel, and in the name of the husband and first consul of Galadia, I declare to all creatures on earth and the gods in heaven——
"Canaan, surrender to me!"
The irresistible pressure of the monarch dispelled the obsession with magic, and the elves unified by the mystery had no ability to resist. The elves and withered spells, including Provis, instinctively knelt on the ground and looked up at Gri.
Faith pulled a piece of silk from the corpse on the ground, and with his fingers stained with blood, he wrote quickly:
"The first decree I issued—
"Total magic blockade".
…
Two months have passed since the demise of magic. The First Consul led the Grand Republican Army back to his loyal Beyeland, where he met with the former Consul, Count Chalon.
"Good evening, Count."
"Good evening, First Consul," Xia Long saluted slightly to Griffith, "Please sit down, don't dislike the simplicity of this place, it is a prison after all."
"I'm here to free you."
"I really like it here and don't want to go out. If you want to come, I will make a bunk for you!" Xia Long smiled and shook his head, "I really want to bless your marriage and wish our world to be peaceful from now on. My Fiona
how's it going?"
"Rana is protecting her and receiving treatment, but it seems that the divinity cannot be completely eliminated," Griffith shook his head, "I regret having to tell you this. Earl, you don't seem to be very sad."
"All the gifts of fate have been marked with a price. I know it very well." The count lightly pressed the armrest of the seat. "Let's start from the beginning——
"Now it seems that the Holy See of the Seven Gods knows more or less that the rule of the spell caster has come to an end. But, who will take on this task?
"It must be a person who does not belong to any Holy See and can play the role of a mercenary. You see, in hindsight, this is a matter of course; Salorian's layout is based on a foundation.
"So, how did he do it? He guided you to meet the elf lady from the beginning, using his own creations as enemies to create events and environments. As long as there is no nun lady, there is a high probability that you two will attract each other. In this way, he
The most important chess piece is buried on the chessboard leading to the end. As long as the time is right, he will use the substitute created by the power of the life thread of the virtual world to take away your position, and take action at the last moment when the elf gets the artifact.
Combined with his tactics against Tiberion and me, it's a great plan.
"But, will it really go as he wishes?"
Griffith pondered for a moment: "Bishop Raven, who was involved in the Krista incident, did not know that my companions and I lost her memory. During my interrogation, he was silenced by a force from unknown sources."
"I don't know the source, hmm~" Xia Long nodded, "Okay, let's turn this page and leave the wisdom to future generations.
"The era of spellcasters is over. The Holy See and the industrial aristocracy will share the flesh and blood of the Almighty God. They have sent lovely people to you, and they will also compete for a place in the new Senate. What should you do?
What about? Dried small fish~"
Griffith's face was slightly green. Xia Long spread his hands with a smile: "Look, I'm not particularly worried about my daughter. Fiona is stained with divinity and mystery, trying to devour her personality. One day, she will
She became an angel-like doll. When she was born, some important people told me that my daughter was an angel. I thought they meant good things!
"But, even so, I'm not desperate. With Rana here, you won't just sit back and do nothing! For the sake of Sonia's friendship, she came to plead for mercy, can't you do something?"
Griffith fell into thinking. The Earl looked at him and said slowly: "The last war is over, and new wars have appeared on the horizon. Roland opened the door to the steam age for Vulcan, and Sidious and
The God of Prophecy is watching you. You have some guesses about what the goddess of the night is planning~
"Griffith, as an elder, I will introduce you to some life experiences. Freedom is the freedom to give up and refuse.
"A new era is at hand, Griffith, and if you want, I can make room for you in this prison."