There was no sound, even the sound was crushed together with the Guangming Hall.
The dazzling figure like a shooting star hit hard with the only force that could tear apart the darkness. Without even having time to make a sound, the surrounding marble structures collapsed silently like a pile of ashes.
The dozens of zombie witches transformed from the Pope's corpse were simultaneously crushed into powder under the squeeze of this power. The hands of several corpse witches were still shining with the magic light that was about to be emitted, and they also dissipated together. There was no shock wave here.
Released in this collision, whether it was matter, magic or air, everything centered on the two of them was shattered and eroded. The black breath and the white light, these two extremely opposite huge forces, were produced by fighting and crushing each other.
The destructive power even exceeds the power itself, grinding all surrounding tangible and intangible things into the tiniest particles.
The only thing that was not crushed was the center of the collision, two figures, one black and one white. At the moment of the collision, the white light that was as fast as a meteor stopped in place, while the figure wrapped in black aura flew out.
Silence and movement were completely switched between each other in the blink of an eye, without being transmitted, but thousands of people in the square felt their hearts shaking violently with the impact.
The dust was scattered, and most of the Hall of Light no longer existed. A huge semicircular pit with a radius of tens of meters was formed centered on the collision between the two. There was nothing else. Only Gru stood alone in a piece of dust that was completely destroyed by him.
middle.
The dozens of priests and swordsmen who were originally in front of the main hall now didn't leave even a trace. Even the air was crushed in the collision of black and white power, and the vacuum zone formed sucked them in. Only four people retreated in time.
Come out. Just as Gru's figure passed by, Asa and Lancelot immediately grabbed the immobilized Magnus and Talis and retreated backwards.
Only these two people can understand the consequences of the collision of forces at a glance. Only they can have such reaction and speed, and only they can see clearly that in the dazzling white light, it is Gru who punched Javi.
On his chest, the newly born King of the Undead was blasted out like a cannonball. Even his body seemed to have been torn apart.
Javi is now invisible. The buildings and trees in the direction where he flew out were all destroyed and smashed. A straight corridor where he crashed out extends out of sight. It seems that he has flown out of the Glory Castle. It had been shrouded in darkness.
The gray-black aura of the Glory Castle was gradually receding. The corpses that had just stood up fell down again.
After a brief moment of stillness, the orcs burst out with deafening cheers and howls, while the swordsmen and priests stood stunned and at a loss. The power displayed had already surpassed human understanding, and was the same as the breath of the dark star.
.It only brings people a complete shock.
The black energy on Talis's wrist was fading away. She finally took a breath, looked up at Asa who pulled her over and asked in a low voice: "Why do you want to save me?"
Asa didn't even take a good look, he just looked at the Pope and Lancelot and said quickly: "Hurry, go and take advantage of the moment." Then he flew forward.
Magnus and Lancelot nodded at the same time. The Pope also regained his consciousness, but his face was still as ugly as before, just like Lancelot. The behavior of everyone on the square was different. The two
The leader of the church did not show any excitement or fear at all, and his face still had an extremely gloomy expression. After they nodded, they did not rush forward with Asa, but retreated, and when they retreated, they were still shouting: "
All personnel evacuate the Glory Castle, quickly, quickly."
Not everyone can hear their voices, and even if they hear them, they may not be able to react. Lancelot and the Pope first found a few high priests and bishops in the crowd, and then their orders were quickly conveyed.
The crowd began to disperse around.
At this time, the cheers of the orcs had stopped abruptly, because Asa retreated, hugged Gru and returned to the orcs.
Gru's hand that just knocked Javi away has now turned completely black. The muscles that were once perfect, like condensed essence of life, have now turned into lifeless blackness like peat. This blackness continues.
It spread to him. Although he was still conscious, the only strength he had left was to stand like that. All the fighting spirit, strength and vitality were burned out with that blow.
"Put me down, that guy is not dead yet..." Gru whispered to Asa. His eyes were still looking at the direction in which Javi flew out. Although his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, it was still firm.
Twelve points of fighting spirit.
"But if you go up there again, you will die." Asa sighed and handed Gru over to several orc leaders. "Retreat temporarily.
The gray and black in the sky just receded from here. It was not dissipating, but concentrating in another place. Asa felt very clearly that the huge and terrifying black aura had not weakened much, and the aura that originally filled the surroundings had all flowed back.
He went over to make up for the damage caused.
Temporary retreat. Asa smiled bitterly. He knew best that this was the legendary King of the Undead who would destroy the world. Even the ancient elven empire could be destroyed. What was the point of retreat, and what was the point of temporarily?
But after all, this is just a sword hilt. The real dark star is still thousands of miles away in Diya Valley. This king of the undead is definitely not complete. Maybe he has gathered more power to heal Gru and whisper.
There might be another way to seek help from the elves in the forest. This is the only thing he can hope for now.
"Ignore other people, everyone just needs to leave here as soon as possible." Asa shouted. In fact, there was no need to shout, the orcs and humans were running away, and the hostility and wariness between each other disappeared under the greater fear.
Just like wild beasts fleeing from flash floods and wildfires, they no longer care about killing each other.
"Where is the little girl who was with me just now?" Asa grabbed Lucen and asked.
Not only Asa and Lancelot, but also other ordinary people and orcs noticed this. The dark breath in the air slowly surged back from the direction it had just retreated, and it was thicker and heavier, as if it had returned to a darker place.
Re-condensed and tempered from the darker and more terrifying origin.
It is no longer possible to simply retreat. All that can be done is to break out of the encirclement. The orcs and humans are no longer fighting each other, but living and dead animals. Under this renewed aura, the one who just fell
The dead corpses stood up again, and this time it was no longer just on the square. The corpses of all the orcs, humans and beasts who died in the Glory Castle were being transformed into undead. The corpses created by the battle just now had already exceeded and left.
In just a few breaths, a huge undead army appeared in the Glory Castle, attacking everyone who was still alive around them.
A huge black shadow appeared on the edge of the Glory Castle. It was a group of extremely rich black aura. It was so black that even just looking at it would make people gloomy, frightening, despairing and make them feel dead, as if they were coming from the underworld.
The huge God of Death crawled out of the abyss, and the majesty of death was displayed in front of all living beings. This group of breath is slowly moving here, and it is Jia Wei who was knocked away.
The ground is constantly surging, and countless bones emerge from the ground. Not only human corpses, but also huge skeletons, dragons, and other unnamed monsters. In this deepest place
In the breath of death, these corpses that had been sleeping for countless years were all resurrected in the form of undead monsters.
These countless zombie skeletons are frantically biting, attacking, and trampling on the living people around them. Even if they are crushed and destroyed, they still rush forward without flinching. They want to celebrate their new life with a feast of death. The ground is still there.
As it continues to split, more, larger and more incredible skeletal monsters continue to emerge from below. Even in the small land of Glory Castle, the dead bodies accumulated over millions of years are countless.
Orcs and humans have become indistinguishable from each other, and they have converged into a torrent and rushed outward. I don’t know when there were even priests blessing the orcs. No one cares whether the people around them are of the same kind or have the same belief. As long as
They are alive, as long as they are not dead bodies, they are enough to become companions.
Asa was also fighting left and right in this torrent of people, beasts and the dead. No, he was not trying to survive, but looking for someone.
"Aiyime! Aiyime..." Asa shouted, his shouts were completely drowned out by other sounds around him. He had to push away the surrounding beasts and people, and kill one of the countless undead.
Find the way.
Although he left Ayimei among the orcs, everything that happened later was too shocking and terrifying, and no one had the extra attention to care about a little girl. He asked several orcs but found nothing, so he had to go alone.
try to find.
This was definitely not the time to look for someone, but Asa knew he had to find him, and he had to hit him no matter what.
Finally, after blasting away a group of skeletons and zombies and helping a small group of swordsmen to return to the main force, Asa finally saw Gong Yimei, but there was no joy in his heart, only a bone-chilling chill rising from his chest and abdomen.
It kept running through all his feelings. This chill was not only cold, but also painful. It was a pain that penetrated the heart. It was like a sharp knife of ice pierced into the body, freezing all the hot flesh and blood into ice.