beast god

The earth's surface torn apart by the black hole fell back to its original position. The huge impact was more violent than a violent earthquake. Its destructive force directly destroyed more than half of the buildings in the Imperial Capital.

Within the scope of vision, there were rising smoke and huge flying debris everywhere, and the huge impact also caused the ground to crack.

Incomparably wide cracks penetrated the entire Imperial Capital, almost criss-crossing this most magnificent city in the orc world into countless small, isolated areas.

Even the strongest orc warriors were shaken into the air by this terrifying power, and then suddenly fell back to the ground. Whether it was the swordsmen, priests of the temple, or the elite soldiers of Kent, they were directly thrown into the air in the process.

More than a third of them were killed by the shock. Those who managed to survive fell down with blood spurting from their mouths and noses.

The battle between life and death is still going on. The God of War and the Lord God have united as before, and their believers will naturally follow God's will and join forces again.

The injured priests sprinkled pieces of healing light, and the buzz of recovery spells kept coming. Various potions were selflessly taken out and distributed to the most injured enemies or one's own people... At the moment when the oracle was issued.

For a moment, the world no longer has the concept of friend or foe, because all life is in the same camp.

No matter strong or weak, no matter noble or humble, life itself and God's will unite them.

The high priest of the temple was seriously injured, and Douglas was not much better than him.

This pair of once life-and-death rivals came together by chance, commanded their respective personnel, established the most basic order, and slowly moved toward the north.

Although there were no words between Douglas and the high priest, they understood each other tacitly.

When the gods fought against the King of the Dead, no matter whether they were swordsmen or priests from the temple or elite warriors from Kent, they were all weak ants.

There was nothing they could do to help the gods, so instead of dying in vain, it was better to organize themselves as soon as possible and prepare for the worst.

This is already a place of duel between life and death. It is a contest of top powers, which belongs to the gods but not to them. All the gods have issued oracles at the same time, giving up their entangled grievances and joining forces to fight against the King of the Dead. This has already happened

It is enough to show that the enemy is so powerful that even the gods are not sure of victory.

Neither the sophisticated high priest of the temple nor Douglas was a fanatical believer in the true sense, and would not madly devote himself to the gods without any trial and error - under the circumstances of that year, such a dedication was impossible.

Meaningless.

When you are not even sure about the gods, you must prepare for the worst.

What should we do if the gods are defeated?

This is a blasphemous idea, but it has to be considered.

The high priest and Douglas looked at each other, but still didn't say anything. They had reached a tacit understanding with each other.

Since the undead army of the King of the Undead is coming from the south, it is better to prepare from the north. Even if you are not ready to retreat, you must at least prepare for the retreat and leave a path for retreat!

This is not fear, but the most realistic and mature consideration. Because the warriors with the most combat effectiveness and fighting spirit in the world have gathered here. Once the gods are defeated, if these remaining warriors do not retreat from the Imperial Capital, then the entire continent will

Hope is gone.

At least leave a little seed of fighting and a little hope to look forward to!

On the battlefield of life and death, the gods still pushed the black hole of destruction into the sky above the black clouds.

This is a very simple and very clear tactic: use the terrifying attraction of the black hole to make the King of the Undead fall into the abyss of the black hole, in order to achieve the purpose of destroying the King of the Undead.

The King of the Undead must have already understood such a simple tactic.

The thick, solid cloud finally moved, and a thin black line separated from it.

This illusion is darker than the night, but does not seem to be real. It gives the impression that there is no black line at all, but the surrounding light shrinks into a thin channel, so that a linear line appears in the field of vision.

Pitch black.

This black line does not point to the black hole, nor does it fly to the gods in the sky. Instead, it grows in a meandering way, extending towards the ground like a living vine.

This black line seems to be a poisonous snake looking for food, an extremely long poisonous snake.

When the black "venomous snake" came into contact with the huge corpse of the golden dragon Aglis, it immediately jumped for joy and dispersed into thousands of more subtle black lines, silently infiltrating into the inside of the golden dragon's body.

Suddenly, the golden dragon, which had been dead for a long time, suddenly opened its eyes.

The huge dragon's eyes have changed from golden to pitch black, with no whites or pupils, just pure darkness.

The golden dragon slowly twisted its body, exuding a vigorous and boundless golden light from all over its body, as if it was not the golden scales of Aglis that were shining, but a dragon-shaped luminous body.

As the golden dragon twisted, Biyesi, who was lying on her body, slowly opened her eyes.

Biyesi's eyes were exactly the same as those of the golden dragon, pure darkness.

With the resurrection of Golden Dragon and Biyesi, their bodies shone with flowing light. This light was purer and more dazzling than the divine light in the sky.

Biyesi's body has been completely hidden in the golden light of Agnes, but it is clearly visible, as if it is a brighter golden light in a ball of golden light!

With a clear dragon roar that penetrated the heaven and earth, the golden dragon Aeglis had already taken to the sky.

Biyesi, who was on the back of the golden dragon, curled up slightly like a real cavalry and assumed the most standard charging posture, except that she did not charge on the ground, but rushed into the sky.

On the ground, next to the black cloud, an ordinary woman couldn't help but knelt down and praised loudly with the most pious attitude: "Only my king can make the two elf and dragon

The oldest race has shown their boundless potential. The dragons of the past were our king's strong opponents, and they should not be the weak reptiles they are now. When our king came last, he used an elf tribe

His physical body and that surging breath of life still give me endless aftertaste. The so-called Elf Father God is just a pauper who was kicked out of the casino after losing all his chips. Only my king can let that shameless self-proclaimed...

The fool of God has seen a truly powerful elf! Dragon Knight of the King of the Dead, show your power in front of our king!"