6kv Chapter 815: Darkest Hour (1)
Chapter 815: Darkest Hour (1)
Time goes back 6 hours.
The pope who fell into madness used the super-level magic [Mavela Meteor] to turn the Holy See of Light into ruins. Archbishop Alainon was nailed to death by the spear of punishment summoned by the pope himself, while the only four surviving saints were used by the pope. The Holy Nail was nailed to the cross. After doing all this, the Pope tore apart the space and left.
As a legendary peak mage.
There is much that the Pope can do.
For example, moving to multiple locations in a short period of time and spreading the pollution from the past.
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The royal city of Kelid.
The sudden outbreak of pollution in the past has lasted for three full days. From small-scale riots to large-scale evil, the situation has become extremely serious. Now only a group of pure people are left in the King of Kelid to hold on.
King Dubois of Cairide stood on the tower in front of the palace wall. Next to him was his brother, the Pope, and Nalux. The two of them looked at the royal city that had become more and more dilapidated due to the ravages of the old ones, and there was a feeling in their hearts. A deep sense of powerlessness.
"When did it start? It seems like it was just a simple concert... but all the civilians who went there were contaminated..."
There is deep self-reproach in Du Bois's words.
If only he had been more careful.
Be more cautious.
Maybe you can sense that there is a big problem with that music group.
But now it's too late.
"It's not your problem."
Pope Lux of Order comforted his younger brother.
"The pollution of the old days is everywhere. We cannot make everyone pure. We have no right to deprive others of the right to see and hear the world. And for ordinary people, without eyes, half of their lives have been wasted. Not to mention sealing the ears with a soldering iron, cutting off the nose, and sewing the mouth shut?”
The communication between king and pope existed only in consciousness.
The people around them only saw them silently looking at the Legion of the Old Ones attacking the palace.
At the very rear of the Old Familiars Legion.
Standing there was a huge spider. The huge body, which was a hundred meters wide, had a strange face that looked like a human but not a human. From the side, it looked like a combination of a horse and a sheep. From the front, it looked like a withered skeleton. The face was covered with countless spiders. Surrounded by jointed limbs, six pairs of scarlet eyes bloomed with cold light.
The Old Spider God, Atrak-Nakya's incarnation.
Even without identification skills.
The king and the pope can also feel the strength of this former incarnation of the demigod. The peak of the legendary level is only a short step away from the demigod, but it seems like an insurmountable gap.
The descendant of the spider god is the cold spider.
When living beings are contaminated by Atrak, they will turn into a crawling form. As the degree of pollution deepens, their bodies will gradually swell, their skin will turn purple, and a large number of wart-like things will grow on their backs. It will extend its slender, bristly spider legs, and the originally human face will be replaced by the insect's carapace, and eventually turn into ferocious mouthparts.
Atrak specializes in playing eerie music.
When He controlled His relatives to perform that concert, the pollution had already begun.
[The stars have arrived at a specific location, and the old rulers are about to reappear in the world]
The huge spider god raised his head.
He stared directly at the two legends on the city wall with cold eyes, and uttered twisted and strange murmurs, as if he was announcing, but also...celebrating!
Only the king and the pope were left in the entire royal city of Kelid.
a second ago.
The last pure one was devoured by the ferocious Cold Spider.
"Brother, what is he talking about?"
King Kelid was holding on to the marble grating of the city wall, looking confused.
The language of the Old Ones is difficult to understand.
Moreover, he has turned off his hearing, and even if he uses his soul to feel it, it will be a blur of "babbling", but after all, he is just a knight. In the Southern Continent, knights are the symbol of stupid pigs and stupid cows. Perhaps the Pope of Order, as a mage, can Hear something.
"He is saying that we humans in Kane Continent are just despicable bugs and cannot even shake Him in the slightest!"
"Can this be tolerated?!"
King Kelide was instantly angry.
From the time he was born until now, no one has dared to treat him as a bug.
"It seems that I have to teach this spider what kingly etiquette is!"
"Go ahead."
Lux nodded slightly.
He held the staff tightly and turned his head slightly to look to the other side.
But I saw a bloody light coming from the sky. The opponent was also at the peak of the legendary level. The person who came was evil. The aura on his body was extremely chaotic. The light was mixed with disordered evil, just like a pearl buried in mud. Even if It's beautiful, but it stinks.
King Dubois has drawn his sword.
Walking towards the Spider God step by step.
"elder brother!"
He never looked back.
The voice was inspired by fighting spirit and resounded throughout the city.
"Have I lived up to the grace of Order?"
Pope Lux looked at the Pope of Light who was speeding towards him, and did not look back. He pondered for a moment and just answered softly:
"No."
"Hahaha! Okay!"
The king in heavy silver armor laughed wildly. He took off the mask of the pure one and exposed his unrecognizable face to the air. He seemed to hear what a happy thing he heard. He held the giant sword wrapped with iron chains and raised his hands. As soon as he stepped on it, the old but still majestic and powerful body rose into the air and flew toward the spider god like a moth to a flame.
Legend level and demigod level.
That's two full thresholds.
His death is already destined.
On the other side, in the opposite direction to King Kelid.
Prince of Order Narux walked step by step towards the tower of the main city wall.
The Pope of Light was suspended there, his eyes closed tightly, two lines of bloody tears sliding down his cheeks, a blood-colored eyeball on his forehead exuding crazy murderous intent, and the plain white Pope's robes were stained with blood.
"Are you also contaminated?"
Lux sighed.
The Pope of Light and he were very good friends.
When he saw the pillar of holy light gathered by the power of faith reaching straight into the sky, he thought that the Pope of Light could deal with the old attacks over there, but now it seems that the Pope of Light has also failed.
"Kill, kill...
Blasphemer! kill--! "
The Pope of Light muttered to himself.
Slowly raised the magic staff in his hand.
The same goes for Narlux, the Pope of Order.
"This world needs order, and all disorder should be expelled! Even if I smash an egg against a stone, I will carry out the will of the Order to the end! Even if I shed the last drop of blood in my body!"
Lux took off his mask of purity.
Her long golden hair danced in the wind, covering half of her devil-like face.
Now that the Pope of Light has been contaminated, he is his enemy.
Magic elements are boiling around another legendary peak mage.
In the heart-stopping silence.
Lux raised the staff and opened the Book of Order behind him. Endless runes jumped out of the pages. Silver divine light emerged around him, and the ethereal consciousness locked tightly on the body of the Pope of Light. :
"This blow is for all sentient beings!"