Netheril’s Brilliance

As the saying goes, the tree desires to be quiet and the wind keeps on. Now Dylan Kingdom is a dead tree swaying in the squally wind. The only reason why it has not been dismembered and broken by the storm is that it is still huge, even if the trunk is already It was corroded into a hollow shell, and the root system pierced into the rock would not collapse for a while.

　　 But............ What if the roots of this big tree are broken?

In this nightcrawler mission, punk and others were active in the western region of the Dylan Kingdom, but the battle that broke out in King Dylan’s city was not inferior to the intrigue in the western wilderness, and even this battle was fierce. The extent and scope of influence are far greater than those of punk and others.

　　 The time went back to one day ago, the "City of Flames" in the kingdom of Dylan-Yajiao City.

　　 This huge city, which has existed as a royal city since the founding of the Kingdom of Dylan, had a population of at least 200,000 at its lowest point, but it was no longer prosperous.

The walls that were painted with the flag of the Kingdom of Dylan cracked every inch, and the streets that were always crowded with pedestrians were only left with smoking pits. The rock buildings that were originally forested in the city collapsed and shattered. Looking around, I couldn't find a complete house in the huge city.

　　 The entire eastern part of the higher "Yajiao" is missing a large piece like a bite. One-tenth of the city's area has turned into a deep crater. Hot lava and sudden lightning burst out of the crater with brilliant lights and shadows representing destruction.

About 10,000 survivors stood on the high mountains outside Yajiao City and stared blankly at their homes that had turned into ruins. Some of them couldn't help kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly, while some were sad to believe. The **** prayed.

　　 However, no matter how the survivors react, they will not be able to return to "Endpoint City" for a while, although the battle here has come to an end...

　　 In the depths of that huge crater, a humanoid creature in broken armor clutching the severed arm of his right hand stared bitterly at an "organic matter" on the ground that was scorched to the point of being unrecognizable and smiled coldly.

　　 There is no doubt that he is Casperqi who won a terrible victory.

　　 "Haha, haha, hahahaha, Archmage Sangues, this is the power of the gods, this is the brilliance of the dawn, your heretical tricks...whoops... at all, it's not worth mentioning"!

　　 "I have won, I have won, good will conquer evil, light will conquer darkness, even you, the "earthbreaker" Sangus of the year, cannot resist the divine purification"!

Kaspaqi tremblingly raised a white and flawless sceptre in his hand. The brilliance of the gemstone on the top of the stub seemed to be celebrating his victory, although his injury was actually no better than Sangers. With the support of the short stick, Casper had already collapsed to the ground.

　　 "Cough cough... cough! Young man, this is your victory. This is the "goodness" of Chenxi Church. In the battle between you and me, at least hundreds of thousands of innocent poor people died. Is this the kindness in your mouth"!

　　 Lying on the ground motionless, Sangers said hoarsely with a dry, scorched throat. His voice didn't have any tone, as if it were just a robot interpreting the script.

　　 "Hmph, it is their glory that they can sacrifice for the victory of our lord".

　　 Kasperchi said loudly and fanatically. He put the white short stick on his chest and said in a serious shape:

　　 "As for kindness...I can give those heretics a decent death so that they can no longer live in the world as heretics. Is there anything more kind than this"!

　　 Kaspaqi said that the sceptre in his hand exuded a holy brilliance to repair his body at the same time. This brilliance that only works on the good camp did not repel Casperki at all.

　　 Seeing Kasparqi's appearance, Sangers, who seemed to be likely to die at any time, sighed heavily:

　　 "Oh! I'm so stupid that I want to talk about kindness with you, a silly brainwashed by the church? I'm old, old"!

　　 "Shut up! You have to pay for your slanderous words."

　　 Hearing Sangers' words, Casperchi exploded like a lion with his tail.

　　 But Sangers, who fell on the ground, was not disturbed by Kardepas. He still muttered to himself in a calm manner:

"The price? I have paid too much. I despise the enemy and lose everything. I have no price left to pay. The end of this country created by me is doomed, what else is right? I'm a bad old man worth the price"?

　　 Sangers' muttering is vague and deep and hoarse, and the dizzy Kaspaqi next to him did not hear what his opponent was saying. However, he didn't care what Sangges said before his death. This time he resolutely promoted to the master level and immediately came to fight with Sangges. There was only one purpose-that is to kill Sangges, no matter what the time. Whether he can survive or not, it will be a foregone conclusion that the Church of Dawn will occupy the entire Dylan Kingdom.

Seeing that Kasparki had been "rubbing" step by step to his side, Sangers slowly turned his head, which was already burnt with bones, and looked at Kasparki's only remaining eye. .

　　 "Hehehe...A single spark can start a prairie fire~www.wuxiaspot.com~ And death is not the beginning of a new life...I'm already ready...hehe..."!

　　 "Nonsense, I convict you in the name of the great Lord of Dawn! Now! Go and die!"

Casparchi only vaguely saw Sangs’ throat trembling, he immediately thought it was the other party’s cursing and verbal abuse. While proclaiming the name of the Lord of Dawn, he raised his short staff high and aimed at Sang. Gus' head.

"Hehe...Lord of the dawn...hehehe, the so-called **** stick is indeed the most brilliant liar. You not only lied to others, but you also lied to yourself, now...I should also let you But sober sober...hehehe"!

　　 Looking at Kasparki who was shrouded in the sun, Sangges grinned from the corners of his scorched mouth. He exploded with the last **** of his right hand and violently tore open his chest.

　　 The flesh and blood scorched by the high temperature did not shed any blood, and Sangers ripped off half of his ribs by himself.

　　 I saw the old man's body not only without heart and lung lobes, but also without any other internal organs. In the blood-red chest cavity, there was only a crystal ball floating in the blood-red chest cavity, which was crystal clear but dim and even with fibrous cracks.

　　 Just the next moment after the old man opened his chest, the otherwise lifeless crystal ball instantly burned like a ignited magnesium bar, and the violent energy fluctuations began to erupt like a volcano.

　　 Amidst the blazing heat, Sangers finally let out a sigh that seemed to come from the soul.

　　 "Oh! Now...I have done my best, what a pity, what a pity..."!