Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Ourolius tilted his head slightly, and the illusory silver river was reflected in his light eyes. He looked into the distance where the tsunami was surging, but he quickly closed his eyes due to the stinging pain.

If you continue to look at it, what will flow out will not be tears, but blood.

Skylark squatted on Ouro Leus's shoulder, seeming to know what the silver-haired giant snake was peeping at. Zoya whispered: "Daribog will be fine."

Everything has been determined long ago, and what is written will become reality. The tributaries of fate converge at the same place, heading towards his inevitable success.

What Ouroleus couldn't see, Zoya had seen in his eyes all morning. He was the eyes of fate.

Ourolius opened his eyes again and focused his gaze on the battlefield.

He and Zoya were not on the coast, but high in the sky. This position could better overlook the entire coastline, including the alerted guards of the elves and the royal court hunters who had united with the war legions.

Dark clouds were rolling around, and when the falling lightning was attracted, trying to crush the fearless person who was approaching him, every time it rubbed the edge of the white linen robe, there was a slight deviation, and it tilted to one side with a small probability.

There was a faint light floating in Zoya's eyes: "They can delay it for a while, it won't take long."

Ourolius nodded slightly: "Everything is as the Lord wishes."

According to the well-known script, in addition to the insidious means of the "Dragon of Nightmares", the Giant King Ormir's loss of control also has additional existence, which may be related to clues about the mastermind behind the scenes - two people who witnessed the Giant King lose control. The elf who collapsed and eventually died in the Giant King's Court, and the suspicion of "Beauty Goddess" Onya.

The traces of the latter were evidence provided by the "Harvest Goddess" Omi Bella, who was the beloved queen of the giants. The giants believed in her as a matter of course, and the long-standing hatred between them and the elves made them unable to deal with it at all. No doubt about it.

As for the truth here, it gradually sank into the anger of hatred and was buried in ashes.

"God of the Morning" Badheir was also indignant about this. He showed his grief, anger and pain in front of the people of his own race, and agreed to it, and agreed to join forces with the "Sun God" and let the royal court hunters go together to crusade. "Deceitful traitors".

So now, in addition to paying attention to the war legion, Urolius also allocates part of his attention to the other more conspicuous and larger team.

In fact, the giants are the main force on this front, and the war legions serve as a surprise army. With the help of the "Star Glory", they can change locations at any time and cooperate with the giants' team to fight.

Soon, Ourolius "saw" another layer of hidden crisis. He contacted Medici through "spiritual communication" and conveyed the relevant news:

"I foresee a large number of sea monsters, and the royal court stalkers are likely to be led into a trap. You need to slow down your progress... to convey this news."

When necessary, Ourolius can convey what he sees very accurately, but most of it is limited to "what comes to mind". If he wants to say it out, it will take more time for him to organize the language. .

Medici's cursing response came back from the "spiritual communication", and Ourolius selectively pretended not to hear it.

The main force that withstood the attacks from the elves were still the giants.

The remaining survivors of the Royal Court Stalkers all volunteered to participate in this battle. Because they could not find the culprit, the Nightmare Dragon, they vented their pain on the elves. Old grudges and new hatreds led to the giants' destruction. The offensive was particularly fierce.

The elves naturally hate these "stones that betrayed their allies". These proud creatures can't stand anyone invading the sea area first. To them, this is simply an insult.

Even though the place where the elves fought was a shallow sea, their advantage today was very limited, because the leader of the royal court's hunters was Badheir, the "God of the Dawn" - he acted for revenge in front of the giants. posture, it is natural to make a corresponding display.

The elves lacked more effective response capabilities. In the past small-scale contact battles, neither side had ever had a god-level existence appear. This has almost become the default rule in their hearts.

But now, the almost life-threatening ferocious attack of the giants and the appearance of the "God of Dawn" on the battlefield have made these elves feel angry and even have a sense of despair.

And the human army, which could quickly move positions with almost no time at all, exhausted the elves even more.

The leader of the queue was surrounded by light amid the singing of prayers. The black armor of these warriors was burning with flames, like walking humanoid coals. As long as they were close to the water, a blur of water vapor would be set off due to the high temperature on their bodies.

flame? This was originally the power that the elves despised the most, but there were more enemies in this team that they had never come into contact with.

Different from the straightforward and reckless killing of the giants, the rules around that team were constantly being distorted and ordered. Wherever the war legion went, there were traces of subversion of law and order.

As a result, the "hunters" occupied a stronger "home field" advantage, and the elves felt strange to the sea for the first time - their close feeling with the ocean now had some kind of broken gap, and the other party's flames did not even exist. No matter how afraid of the sea water, they will still be left with burning pain and scorch marks due to the explosion of flames.

Groups of blazing white spears were like barracudas, flipping deep under the sea surface. They only made small waves above the water surface, but more violent turbulence broke out at the bottom, forming an extremely dangerous and powerful vortex.

Such a sudden attack can easily shock the elves who are unfamiliar with the situation to the point of unconsciousness. Then they will wake up from the severe pain in their chest and abdomen, and try their best to control the current to hold back these foreign enemies.

However, when the elves try to surround this human team, they will arrogantly step into the opponent's encirclement, and then disappear gracefully from their original position and appear near another battle line, often cooperating with the giant's location.

Then the two teams will briefly unite to attack a specific group of elves, making them completely lose the possibility of retreating.

The situation changed rapidly, but the initiative was firmly grasped by the war legion. Under the investigation of Ourolius who closely followed the fate of victory, every attack, siege and counterattack by Medici was just right. The elves' temporary strategy.

The dim yellow light spots like the morning sun, as the giant sword swung and danced, continuously spilled out from Badheir, unstoppably destroying the elves' station in the shallow sea.

So when these elves, who had coexisted with the ocean for a long time, moved under the sea surface, they began to call out to the sea monsters who had surrendered to the Elf King, preparing to give them a fierce enough counterattack when the giants followed recklessly.

Medici's news was forwarded to a member of the war legion who followed the royal court's stalkers through "spiritual communication."

Badheir was very disdainful of such cautious instructions in his heart, but he knew that these mythical creatures who followed the "Sun God" each had special abilities, so he suppressed his impatience and followed the "Snake of Mercury" very well. "The guidance slowed down the pace of progress.

As the battle deepens into the ocean and gradually approaches areas more unfamiliar to the giants, Ourolius's glimpse of the victorious outcome gradually becomes more crucial.

In the past, this kind of situation happened more in the Elf camp. The "God of Luck" used to guide them in this way, but today, this good luck has disappeared.

Perhaps it was out of a special perception of fate, or perhaps it was just a wonderful good luck that quietly inspired the "God of Luck". Anyway, when the "Goddess of Beauty" Ornia found an excuse to leave the Sonia Sea, "The God of Luck" also left with Him.

Ouroleus didn't care too much about this. He only cared about the tasks entrusted to him by the Lord and assigned to the war legions.

Although Ouroleus could not "see" the situation on the other side of the battlefield, Zoya, who was sitting on Ouroleus, never moved his eyes away. He looked at the waves in the distance that almost reached the sky, and said softly: " it's over."

Ouroleus' spiritual intuition also sensed it. Almost in no particular order, he and Zoya murmured in a low voice at the same time: "It's almost over..."

Under their watch, a wild tsunami set off outside the water, and the entire ocean roared. The water seemed to be rising crazily, and in an instant, several villages that were originally located on the coast were submerged.

Ouroleus did not hesitate and showed the form of a mythical creature among the dark clouds high in the sky.

The huge scaleless white snake coils its body, and densely packed symbols are scattered along the complex wheel-like pattern, intertwined, pulled and overlapping, like chains entwined in the past, present and future. The illusory silver river circles the giant snake, in which Slowly flowing around.

The bright red calm eyes turned, and as the silver-white giant snake opened its abyss-like mouth, the skylark flapped its wings and flew into it.

The giant snake closed its mouth, and a pale to whitish gold covered its eyes. The next moment, the light quickly spread to every part of the white snake's body.

The illusory silver river almost turned into reality, dispersing the dark clouds that appeared when the thunder was nearby.

The originally relatively static wheel texture was inspired by the essence of "destiny" and started to rotate slowly, like a turntable waiting for bets and settlements, or like a waterwheel that scoops up the long river of fate to accumulate strength.

The long white snake turned its head and bit its tail, forming a complete circle. This shadow fell on the coast below.

"Restart"!

The turbulent waves receded towards the deep blue, leaving the range guarded by the silver ring.

The location where Ourolius is located is the retreat route for the war legion.

The coast instantly returned to its original state. The destroyed buildings and the creatures washed away by the waves were all back to where they were a moment ago. They were in shock and did not understand what happened at that moment.

At the same moment, a ball of thunder exploded in the sky, and a terrifying roar came, making everyone, whether they were humans, giants or elves, tremble.

Everyone saw the rising sun.

The members of the War Legion, whoever had free hands, crossed themselves on their hearts:

"Thank God!"