League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Feeling the dirty energy transmitted from the energy circuit of the Judgment Angel, Gayed's expression changed, and he quickly controlled the Judgment Angel to hold up the protective light shield to prevent the Judgment Angel from being attacked by those weird and dangerous light groups again.

At the same time, the light mage who controlled the Holy Light Barrier of the Light Fortress also noticed the problem of the Judgment Angel, and immediately used the barrier to cast a purification spell. Along with a ray of holy light falling from the sky, it fell on the Judgment Angel, and the angel was polluted. The body gradually recovered.

"boom!"

Sally fired a second shot and once again killed a ghoul giant head-on. However, the woman's expression did not improve, because the ghoul giant was already approaching the city gate. It suddenly accelerated amidst roars and dragged the large weapon in its hand. Scratching the ground creates sparks generated by friction.

Akshan's heart skipped a beat. Facing the zombie giant at close range and shooting from a distance with the holy light weapon in his hand were completely different.

Less than twenty meters away, he seemed to be able to smell the corpse smell from the mouth of the corpse giant's skull. The heavy sword, which was much taller than Douglas himself, was swatted towards him along with the ferocious giant as tall as a mountain. Akshan was sure that if he was hit by such an attack, he would definitely turn into a ball of meat.

"Amplification!"

"Amplification!"

"Judgment Angel Advances!"

After Gayed finished singing, the Judgment Angel protected by the Holy Light Shield let out a high-pitched voice, and then two pairs of white wings of light grew out from behind, and their momentum was even stronger than when the wings were in their original state.

The bright sentries on the city wall noticed the changes in the Judgment Angel and breathed a sigh of relief, as if the overall situation had been decided.

Only Akshan is still hesitant. In his opinion, the Judgment Angel cannot even defeat a corpse giant, and cannot be compared with the Holy Light Spear in Sally's hand. If this is the case, why do the Light Sentinels pay more attention to the Judgment Angel?

No one noticed Akshan's little thoughts, but they saw the Judgment Angel folding his hands and raising the Holy Light Sword in his hand, as if he was singing a hymn of Holy Light.

The angel's ethereal and distant singing condensed into more than a dozen golden circular formations suspended in the air. Akshan's scalp went numb as he watched a golden giant sword condense and form from the circular formation, and then suddenly split into three. , hanging down in a triangular formation, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the earth, covering a distance of a hundred meters.

The world seemed to freeze for a moment. In the complete silence, Gayed straightened his body and shouted in a deep voice as if he was solemnly sentencing a villain to death.

"Judgment of Holy Light!"

“Buzz!!!”

There was a buzzing in the ears, and the dazzling golden light symbolizing destruction was reflected in Akshan's eyes. The great sword of holy light, which was indistinguishable from the hand of the angel of judgment, turned into a golden meteor and fell from the sky, instantly covering the outside of the city gate. In the area, the dark world is as bright as day, dazzling.

Blocking the bright light with his fingers, Akshan tried his best to open his eyes and look at the battlefield.

The ferocious zombie giants, countless zombie legions, and even the black mist entangled with the Holy Light Barrier, any evil spirits within the scope of the Holy Light Sword were all reduced to nothing. What is surprising is the scale and size. An attack with such shocking energy did not cause much damage to the floor tiles outside the Light Fortress.

Sally put down the Holy Light Gun with a relaxed expression. Apart from the billowing black mist, the evil spirits invading the Holy Light Barrier could no longer be seen in her sight. Only a funny face was frozen at a certain moment.

"Gaid is one of the top ten high-level Holy Light mages among the younger generation of the entire Illuminati Sect. His other spells are not outstanding, but he is proficient in the high-level Holy Light magic of summoning the Angel of Judgment. His talent is far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Like A genius like him, as long as he is given enough time to improve, he will be able to summon the Seraphim sooner or later."

Akshan nodded stupidly, unable to take his eyes away from the Judgment Angel.

"Sister Sally, can I also summon the angel of judgment?"

Sally laughed and rubbed Akshan's head.

"This depends on individual talent, and only talent is not enough. You must first learn the basic Holy Light Magic, and only after passing the Illuminating Sect's assessment can you come into contact with this secret summoning magic...

Little brother, you have just come into contact with the Sentinels of Light, and there are still many things to learn, so don’t be impatient..."

The word 'urgent' had just come out of his mouth when a barbed iron scythe suddenly shot out from the black mist. The scythe broke through the body-protecting holy light of the Judgment Angel without any bias and penetrated the Judgment Angel's body.

"hehe."

There seemed to be a sneer in his ears.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo yeah...

In just a few seconds before the relaxed look on everyone's faces could change, the scythe had already dragged the wailing Angel of Judgment into the black mist.

"How is this possible!!! They actually forcibly cut off my connection with the Judgment Angel. This is impossible... Wow!"

Gayed, who looked in disbelief, spit out a mouthful of blood before he finished speaking, and his face was as pale as paper.

"Take Gayed down to rest."

Douglas, who was frowning, ordered coldly, and the two trainee bright sentries immediately supported the sluggish Gayed and retreated from the fortress wall.

"Then, what is that? A hook? Can it break through the shield of Holy Light and take away the Angel of Judgment? Are you kidding me?"

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and everyone no longer looked relaxed, and their faces were as sinking as water.

"Sally, go get the Hallows with Gayed."

Before Sally could respond, Douglas looked at Akshan next to Sally and quickly added.

"Take Akshan and go quickly."

Everyone looked at Sarri and Akshan with complicated expressions, but didn't say much.

Sally's face showed hesitation. Seeing Douglas's face darken, with a look of no doubt, she could only call Akshan and run towards the fortress. Akshan, who had experienced many things, did not notice the slightly weird atmosphere, and instinctively Follow Sally's orders.

After Sally and Akshan left, Douglas, who was being watched by everyone, said coldly.

"The enemy is unusually powerful. This battle is destined to be extremely difficult. Perhaps no one will be able to walk out of the Fortress of Light alive. Are you afraid of death?"

The bright sentry and the trainee sentry shouted in unison.

"Afraid of death to be a sentinel of light!"

As if he wanted to remember every resolute and brave face in his heart, his eyes swept over everyone, and Douglas laughed heartily.

"That's right. How can a coward who is afraid of death understand the tenacity that has persisted for decades? The dignitaries living in Fidelette and the Immortal Fortress will never understand that a real warrior should be a piece of steel that has been tempered and indomitable! Today we stand here and let our enemies smash their heads and bleed with blood!"

The morale of the Sentinels of Light was greatly boosted, and each of them looked murderous. Together with Douglas, they faced the strange skeleton coming out of the black fog.

One bone hand dragged the swaying hook-locked sickle blade, and the other bone hand pulled a locked four-cornered lantern. Countless souls seemed to be imprisoned in the lantern, and the overlapping wails turned into the final form of the hell demon. The symphony that I like to listen to penetrates from the ears into the bone marrow of every listener, bringing fear and chill that cannot be controlled by reason.

The person who came had a tall body, seemingly unaffected by the holy light barrier, and his whole body was burning with soul flames that were enough to make everyone who watched feel suffocated.

He is wearing a high-collared scholar's robe from the Hylia era, which is ancient and heavy. The lost ancient text symbols on the metal belt of the scholar's robe can still be vaguely recognized. A faint blue key hangs on the belt, which is used to turn on the lantern. The key still has another use.

"The Lord of Prisons and Secret Vaults, Thresi."

Douglas looked down at the strange and terrifying skeleton, and spoke the name of the person with hatred.

"It's really gratifying to meet Lord Douglas here again. Lord Douglas is so easy to find. I thought he really wanted to stay on Shadow Island for the rest of his life."

The skeleton named Seresi laughed sinisterly, and the skull's upper and lower jaws opened, showing a sarcastic look.

Not prepared to tell all the sworn enemies of the Sentinels of Light some unfavorable nonsense, guessing that Satya might have been poisoned, Douglas gave the order directly.

"Kill him at all costs!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Douglas jumped directly from the wall stack more than ten meters high, landed heavily on the ground, and made a charging posture.

At the same time, the Sentinels of Light opened fire with all their strength, and the holy light attacks hit Seresi overwhelmingly.

"It's really unfriendly. We haven't seen our old friends for a long time. Can't we just say a few more words like Satya?"

Ceresi raised his right palm, and a soul fire barrier appeared around his body. Facing the concentrated fire attack of the holy light weapon, the soul fire barrier did not waver at all.

"Shut up! Satya is a warrior who doesn't care about death! What can I say to you, a bastard who has done all kinds of bad things!"

Douglas roared angrily and charged towards Seresi,

Ceresi swung the sickle blade and struck Douglas's shield with an iron whip. The force was so strong that Douglas, who weighed more than 400 kilograms with his armor, was knocked back several steps.

"She told me a lot about you, and... about your son."

Douglas's face turned pale, and Ceresi smiled proudly, shaking the soul-inducing lamp as if he was showing off his collection to a good friend.

"It's a pity that I couldn't let you see the scene where she knelt in front of me, begging me to let her see her son... How about I ask your wife to come out and reenact the tender theater now?

Haha, by the way, last time I met Satya, I deliberately absorbed part of her soul and turned her into an old lady just to test your love.

Judging from your impatience, it couldn't be that you haven't slept with her since she got older, right? What a cruel man~ Do you love her beauty or do you love her as a person? Or is it that you are unable to lift yourself up and are rejected by a wrinkled old lady? "

Ceresi's eyes suddenly widened, as if he suddenly understood.

"Wait a minute, didn't he find another man to live with? I even left her alive and you couldn't keep her. You are such a waste~"

Clearly knowing that every word spoken by the demon in front of him who was the best at playing with people's hearts was to make him lose his mind, Douglas tried his best to hold back his anger, but with little success. Instead, he felt that his chest was about to explode. He wished he could chop the abominable skeleton into pieces right away. The bone powder is then burned and tortured with holy light for a thousand years.

As long as he can kill the bastard in front of him, he is willing to give everything he has, even if he is willing to be a slave or a maid in his next life.

"Click."

Douglas, who was glaring with rage, had half of his back molar chipped out, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, and his bloodshot eyeballs were staring at Seresi.

"Master General Guard! Don't listen to this devil's nonsense! Let's go help Master General Guard together!"

The voice of his comrade made Douglas wake up a little from his explosive anger, and he shouted without looking back.

"Don't come out! Hold on to the fortress!"

Ceresi scoffed.

"What can you hold on to? The more you hold on, the easier it is to lose. It's better to take the initiative to plunder. Besides, losing something you hold on to is very painful. Learn to let go, so it won't be painful.

I see there are thirty-six friends on the tower. Let's do this. I will give thirty-five people a chance to live. You have to fight for the opportunity yourself. If no one dies after I finish reminiscing with my old friends, then I I can only ask you to feel the pain that Master Douglas has experienced. "

After hearing this, the bright sentries on the city wall can still trust each other, but they are more cautious about the trainee sentries who have not yet become regulars, especially when many trainee sentries already show fear.

One sentence caused a rift in the group on the wall, and Thresi turned his attention to Douglas.

As if he was no longer affected by his emotions, Douglas actually regained his composure, which surprised Ceresi.

"Old friend, you seem to have changed a bit?"

"Douglas died of rage."

The chief guard spat out bloody saliva with broken teeth, and enchanted his armor and weapons with cold eyes. The round shield emitted a ripple-like light, and the great sword was covered with a layer of soft purifying light. The light suddenly became a bit dazzling. Thresh frowned.

"Then who is talking to me now? A dead man?"

"You are being spoken to by a sentinel of light who hates the darkness, nothing more."

As the words fell, the man who was so sane that he seemed to be really dead launched a charge towards Seresi.

Having achieved his goal, Ceresi could already feel the strong intention to die from the man's emotional fluctuations. The only problem was that the intention to die did not belong to the man, but was directed at him.

The man in front of him, even if his heart has died, even if his reason has collapsed, and he has really forgotten everything that belongs to Douglas, he will kill him at all costs with the most perfect fighting posture.

Ceresi shook the lantern, and the soul of a dull-looking old woman and the soul of a five-year-old crying boy suddenly blocked the path of the man's charge.

The man didn't hesitate at all, and swept the big sword in his hand. The old woman and the boy were stunned, and they didn't even have a chance to go to the underworld and reincarnate.

On the walls of the Fortress of Light, the coldness of the rabbit's death and the fox's sorrow froze suspicion, and the will of death condensed into a point, turning into the awareness of incompatible coexistence.

Raising his eyes and glancing at the Sentinel of Light who was preparing to fight to the death with him, Ceresi knew that he had no room for improvement anymore and couldn't help but sigh.

"If they were all such boring people, then the world would be too scary. Fortunately, there are more fools."