Half-elf Ranger

As the cracks in the abyss disappeared, the blood-red sky was once again occupied by dark clouds, and the light became more and more dim.

Thick night shrouded the ruined Winter City.

Large areas of collapsed building ruins, blazing fires, crying crowds, and ferocious monsters looming in the shadows.

All intertwined and gathered together, forming a miserable picture in every corner of the city.

Roar!

The stench of the abyss ghouls was driven by endless hunger and thirst. They stuck out their scarlet tongues, exposing flesh-stained fangs and claws, wandering in groups in various ruins.

blah blah blah!

The construction stone golem, which is more than three meters in size and weighs about 2,000 pounds, took heavy steps and flickered slightly with the various runes carved around it.

The two powerful fists seemed to cut through the thick night, and swept towards the surrounded abyss ghouls with a raging wind.

bump!

Click!

The continuous impact was mixed with various crackling sounds of broken bones, and a group of abyss ghouls were paralyzed on the ground like dead dogs, struggling hard, but could not move an inch.

The stone golem's eyes flickered with a gleam of light, and once again took heavy steps towards the distance.

The green-skinned pustules shrieked, waving sharp claws and poison-stained scorpion tails, swarming in mid-air to attack the scattered crowds in every corner.

"Evil one from the abyss, get off me!"

When a group of quasai were about to charge at the two residents who were struggling to escape, they were suddenly interrupted by a loud shout.

A temple priest in heavy armor walked out of the corner of the night.

In his right hand he held a heavy mace covered in red and white things, and in his left was a silver holy emblem engraved with a blank scroll.

The priest of the temple looked at the Quasai Demons with cold eyes, and immediately took out a beautiful wooden bird sculpture, dropped it gently on the ground, and smashed it with one foot.

Accompanied by bursts of high-spirited incantations, the fragments of the flying bird quickly melted away, and the silver holy emblem in the temple priest's hand surged with light.

- "Three Rings Magic: Airflow Drops!"

A group of quasars flying in the air were strangely wrapped in a hazy gray mist.

-In an instant!

The hazy gray fog suddenly turned into a turbulent air wave.

Whoosh whoosh!

The Quasai Demon group was hit by a strong airflow, like a ripe persimmon rushing down, and the Quasai Demon's fragile body was smashed on the hard ground, and it was torn apart.

A strong **** smell immediately permeated the surroundings.

The temple priest with a cold glow in his eyes looked at the abyss gnoll ahead, his figure flashed, and then disappeared into the night.

The top of the Wizard's Tower.

Wizard Kaladena looked calmly at the crystal ball floating in front of him.

The black gnoll in the crystal ball shone with blood-red eyes, facing a dense rain of arrows and brilliant magic.

They were not afraid of death, launching wave after wave of attacks on the walls of Winter City.

A cold light flashed in the turbid eyes of Wizard Karadna, and then said lightly: "Use the highest power magic crystal superconducting pulse cannon for radiation strike!"

Taring's cold mechanical voice sounded:

According to the regulations on the use of magic crystal superconducting pulse cannons of the ancient arcane empire, Article 21 stipulates that the use of radiation strikes with energy exceeding 50% is prohibited anywhere on the main material plane!

"I can't take care of that much, and the arcane empire in ancient times has long since disappeared, so the regulations have been abolished! Continue to use the maximum power radiation strike!"

Kaladena looked at the gnoll in the crystal ball and said resolutely.

50% of the radiant energy is simply not enough to wipe out most of the gnolls outside the city.

When these gnolls from the Great Sword Mark Mountains invaded the city, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Tarling:

The magic crystal superconducting pulse cannon is starting!

Activate Radiation Strike!

Enable 100% energy!

warn!

Full Power Radiation Strike is coming soon!

The Magic Crystal Superconducting Pulse Cannon is charging...

20%...40%...70%...100%

Charging is complete!

emission!

The lord of Winter City, Rosslet, stood on the city wall of the West Gate, frowning slightly as he looked at the endless killing of gnolls below.

There are too many gnolls!

These ferocious and evil humanoids have all seemed to have been swept away by anger since their incarnations of gods were killed, and faced death without fear.

Those gnolls who rushed to the city wall with the help of the cloud ladder, waved their sharp claws and fangs frantically, and even before they died, they had to forcibly take away a piece of flesh and blood.

"As expected of the ancestors' style, just leave a mess and just go away!" Rosslet sighed helplessly.

Then look at the wizard tower behind.

The gnolls are continuously attacking the city tower, and the soldiers defending the city are about to be exhausted, and at this time they have reached a precarious point.

And the only one who can instantly open the situation and save the disadvantage is the Wizard Tower.

The voice just fell!

A terrifying energy gathered at the top of the wizard tower.

Immediately after, a dark blue light beam with a diameter of about 1 meter was emitted from the top of the wizard tower.

Terrible energy pierced through the space, and the surrounding air made bursts of explosions.

bump!

When the dark blue beam of light reached the sky over the dense gnolls, it suddenly burst!

It turned into countless tiny beams of light, like a dark blue meteor shower, covering all the gnolls below the city wall.

The tiny dark blue beams of light, like countless threads, passed through the bodies of every gnoll on the ground, and the terrifying energy quickly melted away the gnoll's body.

Ow!

One after another roars of misery mixed with deep fear rose and fell to each other.

Blood soaked every inch of the ground!

…

Somewhere outside Winterfell.

"What a beautiful blue meteor shower!" Andrina stroked her messy hair, looked at the dark blue streamer scattered in the distance, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

However, when she just finished saying the words "Meteor Shower", her bright eyes gradually dimmed, as if some memory was touched, and a sad expression appeared on her delicate face.

"That's the energy fluctuation emitted by the magic crystal superconducting pulse cannon. As long as it gets a little on it, if the physical immunity is not passed, the body will quickly dissolve, which is more terrifying than strong acid, like an unknown dark matter energy."

Thorne retracted his gaze and explained casually.

This method of converting elemental energy into dark matter energy is also one of the peak masterpieces of the Arcane Empire in ancient times.

It is said that this terrifying destructive energy can even threaten the body of the gods and break through the shields of the divine power field.

However, these introductions were seen in some trivial materials that Thorne flipped through inadvertently when he was in the Winter City library.

It is impossible to verify whether it is really true, because in all the major historical events in the Toril world, there is no clear record of the feat of slaughtering gods during the Arcane Empire.

From the energy fluctuations that were scattered just now, Thorne could feel that the emission of maximum power was obviously turned on.

Then soon the druids of the Emerald Garden in the Black Pearl Forest would be restless.

This converted dark matter energy is highly radiative.

The terrifying dark matter energy will destroy all living things and soil in the surrounding area, resulting in barren grass in recent decades.

If there are other intelligent creatures living nearby, the body will gradually be affected by radiation, and some deformed mutations will occur.

But fortunately, only the area near the west city gate is covered. The impact is not very big. The big deal is to close the city gate, and it is enough to prohibit entry and exit from here in the future.

If it is a certain forest or wilderness, even if Winter City escapes this disaster, it will suffer the ruthless natural judgment of the Druids.

And it's the kind that never ends!