He flew quite a distance and landed on an open field full of corpses. After somersaulting for more than a dozen times, Inham came to a stop. He managed to hold his upper body up and spat out a few words. "It's amazing!"
Along with these words, a large mouthful of blood was vomited out. There were some lung fragments in the blood. His chest was almost completely dented, and all the ribs on the front were broken. If he hadn't still been wearing the ghost king's cloak, if he hadn't
Instantly sensing the danger, he flew back to release his strength with an agility that was completely beyond the reach of ordinary magicians. This punch from the air was enough to punch him through.
The necromantic magic manipulated and regulated the dead muscles and internal organs, and the white magic healed quickly, finally stabilizing the injury. Inham raised his head, and there was already a red light in front of the Hall of Light, and nothing could be seen. The bloody rainbow had turned into a
A large ball of hesitant red light curtain appeared, wrapping all the people who were there inside.
"Drink." A loud shout came from the red light, and everyone who heard it was shocked, as if the glorious castle also trembled in the loud shout. Then a large group of white light erupted from the red light.
It exploded out of the curtain, as if thousands of angry thunders were condensed in it, roaring towards Inham.
At the moment when the light broke through the red light curtain, several figures could be seen, the most conspicuous of which was Gru who fired the punch. The dazzling white light was mixed with the leaf-like emerald green fighting spirit light here.
For a moment, the surrounding red light curtain dimmed. This was his full-strength punch. He no longer just bombarded the air with a remote attack, but also used all his strength and fighting spirit. He not only wanted to blast away this ball of blood, but also
Kill Inham who casts magic.
But this dazzling moment only lasted for a moment. The next moment, the blood-colored waves silently surged and squeezed down and completely submerged him. This was the power of using the most advanced necromancy magic to transform the life force of thousands of people. No one could break it.
The remaining white ball of fighting spirit ran towards Inham with a roaring roar.
Seeing the extremely powerful bombardment, Inham didn't panic too much, although no matter what kind of magic shield he had, it was no different from tissue paper under this ball of fighting spirit. Although he had trouble even moving now.
It doesn't mean that there is nothing he can do.
Just the movement of his fingers would pull the injury on his chest, which was really painful, but Inham still quickly formed a weird handprint with his hands, and a pendant made of star fragments on his chest glowed.
Then he disappeared in the next moment. This ball of energy plowed a trench in the ground and hit a house on the edge of the square. There was a loud boom, and the entire building seemed to have been hit by more than ten thunder bombs at the same time.
, shattered and scattered.
A blue light flashed, and Inham's figure reappeared on the other side of the edge of the square. His already exhausted face was even more haggard. It looked like he had just fought bloody battles for three days and nights without closing his eyes or even dripping water.
It’s the same as those who haven’t entered yet.
Space transformation. This is a space spell invented by the genius Archibald. It is also the last life-saving spell that only necromancers with the brand of the Black Star can use in the mainland for hundreds of years. However, this is not only extremely dangerous,
Moreover, it caused considerable harm to the bodies of the necromancers.
Inham used his last bit of strength to take out a teleportation magic scroll from his arms and opened it. At this time, the magician who discovered him had already sent dozens of magic spells here, and all the nearby swordsmen rushed over.
.But amidst the dense explosions and magic flames, the blue light transmitting magic still rose into the sky unyieldingly. When the swordsmen rushed over, there was only an open space left full of traces of magic bombardment.
In front of the Hall of Light, the light curtain was surrounded by priests. The white magic purification technique, which is invincible against other magics, had no effect in front of this blood-red light. Even if hundreds of priests jointly cast the blood-red light, the blood-red light remained the same. No.
The young man was shouting to Lancelot and the people in the middle, but there was no response.
The blood-red light curtain was still rolling, and its scope had become smaller and smaller, thicker and thicker, and more and more squeezed toward the middle. People around it seemed to be able to immediately hear the fragmented sounds made by the people in the middle.
But that would only work if there were people in the middle. Just now, two priests tried to chop with their swords, but the sound of the swords had just touched the red light, and there seemed to be a huge suction force in the obviously tangible and insubstantial red light. The two priests connected with each other.
The man with the sword was pulled directly into the light curtain. The screams had just begun, and everyone around him watched helplessly as the two men quickly melted into the bloody light.
The orcs in the center of the square did not move, but carefully guarded each other with the surrounding swordsmen under the restraints of several Taoist leaders. The minds of the several orc leaders had sobered up, and they understood that random impulses were just seeking death.
But if this red light really swallows all the people inside, they will also die.
In the palace of Erathia, the dying cardinal, covered in blood, appeared in the teleportation magic circle, which immediately frightened the surrounding guards half to death. Although Queen Catherine was very anxious after learning about this situation, she did not inform the cathedral.
He just brought Inham to the palace for first aid.
It didn't take long for Bishop Inham to wake up, and his injuries improved quickly after he used healing magic. After signaling everyone else to leave, only he and the Queen were left.
"The Castle of Glory is finished." Inham said calmly. "Magnus, Lancelot, and more than a dozen cardinals are all dead."
"What?" The queen was shocked, but her surprise soon revealed more surprise.
"Oufu used the Gate of Different Times to invade the Glory Castle. The melee between the two sides left them severely injured. Both of Oufu's leaders were also dead. Even if Oufu City can continue to exist, it will be destroyed within ten years.
No matter what the weather, you don't have to worry about anything. Erathia is the strongest among the countries, and no one among the kings is your opponent. As long as you are careful, it is not difficult to support a puppet to become the pope..."
Following Inham's words, Queen Catherine's eyes had two balls of fire, and they were getting stronger and brighter, and her breathing became rapid. She quickly took a deep breath to calm down, and said: "The position of the Pope is of course
It's yours, there's no need to worry about saying this now, you'd better heal your wounds first..."
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in that position. And what I'm saying is... I'm of no use to you anymore. You can be your queen in peace, and I won't bother you again."
"What are you talking about..." Catherine, the fifth female, frowned, her expression of shock and anger could not conceal the panic.
"From now on, you will be busy with your national affairs, and I will probably have to go to the far industrial area to avoid a guy I can't afford to offend. There won't be many opportunities for us to meet in the future. At this point, it doesn't hurt to make things clear."
"You...we..." The queen's face looked ugly.
"Are you willing to give up Erathia and go with me?" Inham suddenly looked at Catherine.
The queen's expression froze. After her eyes flickered for a moment, she sighed gloomily, and then returned to her calm and confounding look. "Then... thank you very much."
Inham also sighed, and after the two were silent for a while, he asked: "By the way, where did the young man who was sent just now go?"
"Who?" The Queen was startled. "No one has used the teleportation magic circle before..."
"What?" Inham jumped up from the bed. His whole body was suddenly shaken. He turned around and turned his head, with fear in his eyes.
"What's wrong? There's nothing there..." The queen looked at the place where Inham was looking. It was just a wall with no abnormalities, but the way he looked there was as if a terrifying demon was coming from there.
Get out.
The fear in Inham's eyes became heavier and heavier, so heavy that even his reason seemed to be completely covered up. He still faced that direction and ran down slowly with both feet.
"How is it possible..." What came out of his mouth seemed to be a groan.
Thousands of miles away, in the library of the Magic Academy, an old priest slowly knelt down in the same direction, his face ashen.
In Diya Valley, three husbands dressed in different styles were also kneeling down. The expressions on their faces were also different, but none of them looked good.
Celeste, the Glory Castle, and the Glory Hall square, the magical red light that was originally going to swallow everything has disappeared. Just when everyone was helpless, this magical red light suddenly and inexplicably poured in.
In the main hall, it seemed that there was a giant whale inside that took a big breath and swallowed up the light.
No one knelt here, and everyone looked towards the Guangming Hall. Although they couldn't see anything, they could all feel it, and they could feel the aura pouring out of the hall like a tide.
The breath that drowns everything, overlooks everything, and ignores everything. That is the breath of death, the breath of God.
Under this aura, everyone emitted trembling and horror from the deepest part of their souls, and they all felt their own insignificance and powerlessness. Whether they were devout priests or violent orcs, the expressions on their faces were the same.
Despair, fear.
There are only two people whose expressions are different from the others. They are both in the place where the red light surged just now. Both of them are covered with scars and their faces are tired. One is squatting on the ground, with disbelief and surprise on his face, and the other is
Standing upright, only his eyes looking at the Guangming Hall were so bright and sharp...