Divine Civilization

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"Oh~"

Wu Hui looked at Blake, who was singing poetry enthusiastically, with a silly face, and couldn't help but heaved a long sigh. He had planned a wonderful idea for a long time, but this guy didn't even doubt or shock his identity. To wink at the blind man.

In desperation, Wu Hui focused his attention on the battlefield again.

Don't look at him usually laughing and joking, but he is very concerned about this battle in his heart.

This battle is related to whether Wu Hui can capture the entire Thorn Territory at once, and whether he can enter a stage of rapid development.

Now, although St. Luke and Nana seem to have an absolute advantage against Solo officiant. But after all, that old Solo thing is a powerful lich who has lived for a long time.

With such a character, maybe there will be some unknown powerful cards on hand.

I have to guard against it.

"Damn it!"

Priest Solo has lived for hundreds of years, so naturally he cannot fail to realize how bad the current situation is. If this continues, he might really end up here this time!

He Solo has crawled out of the darkest corners all his life, and he has sacrificed a lot in order to become stronger, and he managed to climb to his current position with great difficulty. He will never allow himself to die so easily! He still wants to follow the great undead lord to fulfill his wish of immortality.

Viciousness flashed in his scarlet eyes, and he suddenly took out a pitch-black statue from his arms. How precious is this idol, and the price of using it will be very high.

But compared to the consequences of today's failure, no matter how high the price is, it is worth it.

It was a statue of a god wearing a black robe and holding a bone scepter in his hand, exuding a strong dark and negative atmosphere, even just looking at it made people feel terrified.

"Great Lord of the Undead~ Your most devout believer, Solo, is facing a life-and-death crisis. Please use your majestic divine power to redeem me. I will offer you the purest soul and the most delicious flesh..."

Priest Solo knelt on the ground, held the idol in his palm and held it up high, his scarlet eyes flashed with fanaticism and malice.

"Not good! He wants to summon the Lord of the Undead! He must be stopped!"

Liliana keenly sensed that Solo's officiant was wrong, and her expression changed suddenly.

She didn't care about cleaning up the skeletal soldiers who rushed forward, and without thinking about it, she picked up the Thunder Fire Whip and slapped Priest Solo hard.

The Thunderfire Golden Whip, full of powerful elemental power, cut through the air with the sound of howling wind, as if it had the power of thunder.

However, her reaction was still half a beat behind.

Before the golden whip fell on the back of the priest Solo, the priest Solo had finished praying, cut his finger and dripped his own blood on the statue.

As soon as the sticky black blood touched the statue, it disappeared instantly.

next moment.

A long sigh suddenly sounded from heaven and earth.

This sigh seemed to come from the depths of hell. It was empty and lonely, with a deep and dead air, which made people feel chills for no reason.

Amidst the sigh, the pitch-black idol suddenly floated up from the hands of the officiant Solo, emitting infinite black light.

in an instant.

The sky suddenly darkened, and countless dark clouds surged from nowhere, filling the sky above everyone's heads.

An endless chill spread in the air, and black snowflakes fluttered down from the cloudy clouds.

On the ground, the layers of soil were surging, and wisps of black mist rose from the soil layer and quickly diffused in the air.

This black mist is wrapped in a thick air of death. Wherever the black mist passes, no matter if it is a plant, insect or animal, it will wither and die in an instant.

The mist filled the air, but in just a moment, the entire valley was reduced to a dead place, and all life was cut off.

In the appalling vision of heaven and earth, the pitch-black idol suddenly turned into a pitch-black crown and landed on the head of Solo the priest.

Streams of strong dark power gushed out from the crown, and quickly poured into Solo's priest.

Priest Solo shook his whole body, and let out a painful roar.

The power of darkness pouring into his body was too powerful, too pure and condensed, it had already exceeded the range he could absorb.

The power of darkness that could not be fully absorbed turned into black mist and gushed out from under his empty black robe, and was forcibly absorbed back by an inexplicable force in an instant, forcibly blending into Solo's body. As the black mist billowed, the black robe that was supposed to withstand attacks below level 7 was unbearably corroded, and soon became tattered.

Under the transformation of the power of darkness, his body became taller and taller, and his thin and haggard body became stronger and stronger like a balloon, and he became taller than ordinary people in the blink of an eye. Two or three heads, strong and full of explosive power.

Suddenly.

The howling of pain stopped abruptly.

Two groups of dark green soul fires lit up in the scarlet eyes of Solo Priest.

The fire of the soul burns faintly, it is not crazy, nor is it burning fiercely, but it seems to come from the bottomless endless darkness under the Nine Netherworld, pure, evil, and unfathomable.

In an instant, the power of death all over the sky seemed to have a backbone.

At this moment, he is the absolute king in this field, with the power to dominate all death.

"Huh?" Wu Hui also frowned, this power...has surpassed the limit of ordinary mortals, could it be the breath of his greatest enemy, the Undead Lord?

"Undead Lord!"

Liliana also shrank her pupils, and her expression suddenly became particularly ugly.

Unexpectedly, she was in a hurry, but she still didn't have time to stop Solo's priest and let him wake up the consciousness of the undead lord! Now it's in big trouble.

When she was a child, she had seen in the classics of the Holy See that every time the Lord of the Undead appeared, the cloud of death would inevitably follow, and the people within hundreds of miles would be devastated.

If he can't be stopped in time, the Thorn leader doesn't know how many people will die...

With this in mind, Liliana gritted her teeth and rushed forward even though she knew she was invincible. The Thunder Fire Golden Whip charged to the extreme, and slammed it over.

"Hmph~ I'm overthinking myself."

A contemptuous snort sounded.

The dark green soul fire in the eyes of the undead lord flickered slightly, and his expression was indifferent, as if in his eyes, under the gods, there was no existence worthy of his attention.

Facing that thunderous whip, he didn't even move, he only raised the scepter for a slight pause.

In an instant, a jet-black light turned into a spear and shot out, directly colliding with Liliana's golden whip.

With a loud "boom", the seemingly light black spear directly knocked the thunderous golden whip into the air.

The lingering power of the spear remained undiminished, and immediately stabbed Liliana in the chest, taking her flying out.

"Pfft~!"

Liliana hit the ground heavily, spurting a mouthful of blood immediately.

"hateful!"

Liliana gritted her teeth and tried to stand up.

However, new injuries were added before the old wounds healed, and her body, which was severely eroded by negative energy, could not lift up her strength at all. She tried several times but failed.

She was so angry that she slammed down on the ground, and the unwillingness and anger that had been suppressed in her heart suddenly burned like a raging flame, causing her heart, liver and lungs to ache, and strands of blood streaked in her eye sockets.

Again!

Again!

Why, every time it's critical, she can't do anything, can't do anything? !

"Under the light of my lord, how can you allow yourself to be presumptuous!"

Suddenly.

A loud shout resounded in the sky.

At the same time, a figure shrouded in holy light appeared in the sky above the head of the undead lord. With chestnut hair and deep eyes, resolute and handsome, with pure white wings and unparalleled holiness, it is Saint Luke, the angel of war.

He was fighting against the undead bone dragon just now, and he didn't notice Solo's priest's movement at the first time, and it was too late when he wanted to stop it. At this moment, he also knows that he is definitely not an opponent of the Lord of the Undead, so he can only do his best to cut off his arm.

After a short drink, the big sword in his hand was raised.

The turbulent holy light poured into the sword body, and the snow-bright face burst into dazzling light. St. Luke pressed down on his wrist and swung the sword with all his strength.

In an instant, a dazzling sword light descended from the sky, piercing through the thick black mist like a horse, and slashed straight towards the undead lord.

"Angel of war?" The dark green soul fire of the undead lord flickered for a moment, and then he suddenly sneered, "If it is an army of angels, I have to be a bit more scrupulous. You alone, dare to be arrogant in front of me? "

After all, with a sway of his figure, he dodged St. Luke's inevitable sword like a puff of smoke. At the same time, he waved his scepter, and a gray mist fell on St. Luke's white body. on the wings.

The gray mist carried a powerful curse power, as if it was specially designed to target angels, as soon as it touched it, it spread on the wings shrouded in holy light.

In an instant, a large piece of gray was left on St. Luke's white wings.

In the place contaminated by the gray mist, the white holy light on the feathers completely disappeared, as if it had been covered with an ominous shadow, exuding a deep and dead air.

The most important thing is that this part of the wings is out of control!

Saint Luke's face turned pale, and he suddenly fell from the sky.

He flapped his wings vigorously to maintain his balance, but the wings stained by the gray mist seemed to be unfeeling at all, completely out of his control. He tried hard several times, but finally he fell to the ground.

"What, what's going on? Why did the big devil suddenly become so powerful?"

Black was so frightened that his face turned pale, and even the hand holding the magic telescope trembled a little.

The strongest person he has ever seen in his life is a 7th-level saint. He thought that the 7th-level saint was already the peak of the pyramid and could be invincible on the mainland. However, the scene in front of him completely overturned his three views .

This, this simply does not seem like a realm that can be achieved by manpower!

He subconsciously grabbed Wu Hui's sleeve, his voice trembling because of fear: "Big, big brother, Your Excellency War Angel and Sister Liliana will be fine, right?"

Wu Hui glanced at him upon hearing this.

It's okay~ I didn't want to escape at the critical moment, and I knew I was worried about St. Luke and Liliana, so I finally didn't miss it.

However, the Solo old thief really has a strong hole card. Fortunately, he, Wu Hui, had already expected and prepared. It seemed that he had to use his backhand.

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