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Chapter 1185 This sword cuts off the water of the lake and falls into the sky
The moment Judian stood up, Gretel's feeling of oppression and oppression in his chest was instantly relieved.

Obviously, this half-step legendary warrior, just standing, his aura is enough to dispel the legendary long-distance coercion and prop up a safe sky for Gretel.

"call……"

Gretel took two deep breaths and finally felt alive.As soon as he raised his head, his shoulders were pressed by someone, and his whole body involuntarily became half shorter:

"Get down!"

A voice from behind shouted in a low voice.Gretel squatted down with this force, squatted down, and threw himself forward, lying on the ground—thank you for not directly knocking me down!

Jumping down like this, the impact of the ground on the person is still relatively small, so that the bridge of the nose will not be flattened on the ground!

Gretel lay down on the ground and glanced stealthily.The front, the back, the left, and the right fell down like cutting wheat—Cerilla, Bernard, Senior Brother Bierbo, even Judian, fell down very skillfully.

Why are you so proficient?
Gretel buried his face in the withered dry grass, feeling the tingling sensation of grass blades brushing against his skin, and complained silently.I understand the truth. Is the other party a legend? It's not embarrassing to lie down and pretend to be dead——

Moreover, they are not local aborigines, so there is no need to go up and help the aborigines get chestnuts out of the fire.

However, your movements are too skilled!Especially Senior Brother Bairbo, you actually knocked me down the first time... In the past adventures, how many times have you encountered a dangerous situation where you need to hide, throw yourself down, or pretend to be dead to pass the level?
While thinking, while quietly outputting a little bit of natural power, discussing with the surrounding environment.The blades of grass are softer, please don't pierce me, let alone stick it into my nostrils;
Bugs around, please move away, don't crawl on me - don't crawl under me;

Let the grass roots grow a little lower, grab the surrounding land, and don't let the lakeshore collapse accidentally...

While mobilizing the power of nature, I can feel the surrounding land gently fluctuating.It's not strong, it just sinks a little bit, so that when they lie on the ground, they are 5 cm or 10 cm lower than the people lying down around them——

In this way, someone else would shield them from the fierce storm blowing close to the surface of the lake, so that it would not blow directly on them.

In order to prevent the lake from splashing, they gather in depressions.Around the place where each of them lay down, a small diversion ditch was sunk to facilitate the diversion of the lake water to other places.

It can be said that he is very skilled in the posture of letting himself lie down comfortably.I don't know if it was Judian who made the move, or Big Brother Baierbo.

They lay on the ground, watching with nothing.Front, back, left, and right, a group of mid-level and low-level priests were knocked to the ground by the sudden impact.Many people fainted immediately, and more people were still struggling to support:

The high priest swayed and tried to step forward, grabbing the golden disc from the Sun Goddess's hand.Cut off the wrist, let the blood flow on the disk, then hold the disk high above the head, and chant aloud:
"The sun turns yellow,
Night falls mysteriously;
... the death of the sun, making time an instant;

... the earth refused to bury its king,
rocky cliffs,
Trembling for its master, singing dirges over and over again..."

The disc shines brilliantly.A not-so-bright, bronze-colored golden light shot straight out from the disc, rising several tens of feet high.This golden light immediately folded downwards, turning into a bright light curtain, covering everyone present.

A golden light followed.From the gold ornaments worn by the sun priests, from the long hair of the sun goddesses, and the accessories of the sun virgins, from the statue of the sun god, the main hall of the temple, and even the outer walls and squares:

There are strong and weak, bright and dark.Some are like bonfires, some are like torches, and some, under the sun that is swallowed inch by inch, look like dim fireflies——

However, these dots of golden light actually condensed under the dim sky, lighting up the holy lake that was darkened because the sun was swallowed up.Looking down from a high altitude, it is like a new sun rising in the holy lake.

This is their usual task.Year after year, year after year, they come to the edge of the holy lake, praise the sun, sing the praises of the sun, lower the strength to the weakest sun, and wake up from the slumber.

The only difference is that the hymn that was usually sung in the middle of the night was decisively moved by the high priest to the moment when the solar eclipse occurred.

The deep and melodious pan flute, the rough and bright Gaina flute, the majestic and solemn tree drum, and the sacred and distant conch all played together in the light curtain.The priests beat and played all kinds of instruments, singing praises to their gods and awakening their gods.

The louder the music, the more orderly and high-pitched the carols, the brighter and more concentrated the golden light——

And on the top of the snow peak, the faces of the two glorious Holy See legends became more gloomy and angry.

"A lowly believer in false gods." Governor Martinez clenched the long sword at his waist and raised his thick eyebrows.He took a step forward, and with his heavy military boots, he made a deep footprint on the top of the snow peak:

"I wanted to save my strength to deal with the false gods first, but I didn't attack them with all my strength, and they dared to resist..."

"It's a pity that in order not to disturb the false gods, we can't kill them first. Moreover, our people's marching speed is a bit slower, so we can't rush here immediately and pray to the Lord with us."

Archbishop Bartolome said indifferently.He stretched out a white palm from his wide sleeve, surrounded by a string of rosary beads, pointing down:

"Do you want me to come with you?"

"No! I'll come!"

The governor said coldly.He drew out his long sword, clenched it with both hands, and rested his forehead on the spine of the sword reverently.

The next moment, a bright colorful light flashed on the long sword that had accompanied him through thousands of mountains and rivers and was stained with countless blood, and soon turned to pure white.

And the pure white light lit up bit by bit, illuminating his face, illuminating the snow peak under his feet, illuminating the swirling snowflakes and ice cubes...

In the end, it turned into a light blade that went up to the sky and pierced down to the earth, across the lake, and came chopping.

Once cut, the storm surged.

Gretel lay dead on the ground, and felt that the hair on the back of his head was being pushed to the side by the violent cold wind.Collar, cuffs, the cold wind rushing in, the reeds on the shore of the lake bowed deeply——

This sword seemed to be nothing more than a glow of nothingness, but it could even push away the air on both sides of the blade violently.

With one cut, the lake split.

The light blade stretched across the lake, silently, pressing down inch by inch.The deep water of the lake was instantly cut into a deep crack, just like Moses parting the Red Sea.

While Gretel was busy, he raised a mystical eye against a temple priest standing nearby.Taking a quick glance, the fissure in the lake stretched from the shore of the lake to the foot of the Xuefeng Mountain. It was as wide as Zhang Xu and bottomless.

As for the boat and the king in the middle of the lake...

king?

king?

Where is the king?

The water wall was solid and smooth as a mirror, and even the slightest figure and blood were invisible, let alone the king.

With one slash, aim at the Sun Temple on the shore of the lake, aim at the sun disc held high in the hands of the high priest, and press down heavily——

Gretel could only thank that he was an outsider and was not arranged in the center of the ceremony, tens of meters away from the high priest.Even so, the sharp sword energy made his hair stand on end, and he felt as if he couldn't breathe.

He is like this, what kind of pressure is the high priest who is facing the legendary power head-on? !

Gretel didn't know, and didn't dare to think.But fortunately, the high priest is not fighting alone, nor is he alone, fighting against the pressure of this earth-shattering——

The flames soared into the sky.

With a shout, several warriors standing in the noble crowd swung their weapons upward with all their might.Tomahawks, hammers, spears, slings—

Made of gold, made of bronze, made of animal bones, wooden handles inlaid with obsidian... All kinds of weapons, used for ceremonies or for combat, stained with blood or not stained with blood, vacated Eye-burning flames.

Condensed into the form of flames, condensed into the form of the sun or the moon, condensed into the form of beasts...Grete even saw a few prototypes of runes inside.

Transparent, translucent, golden or blood-colored ones, detached from weapons, even from the fists of warriors, crashed into the falling sword qi like meteors.

boom!
boom!
Boom boom boom!

A series of explosions sounded continuously.When it collided with the pure white sword energy, a burst of flames exploded, dotted with stars, and fell down...

One explosion, the sword energy remained unchanged, ten explosions, no change, one hundred explosions, the brilliant lightsaber seemed to pause for a while, and the white light condensed on the blade seemed to be smeared with traces of it. shadow.

"efficient!"

"continue!"

Someone shouted from below.Unsurprisingly, the second round of flames hit it one after another.

Finally, the mottled and stained blade of light landed on the mask made of golden light.The mask shook violently, and the high priest shook his whole body violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into golden light and melting into the mask.

At the same time, many temples on the island are shining brightly.Temple of Mother Earth, Temple of Lord of Peaks, Temple of Mother Ocean, Temple of Goddess of Holy Lake, Temple of Feathered Serpent and God of Fertility...

Each of them raised different flames and joined them in the mask.The surrounding islands, and even the lakes at the foot of the peaks, also had clear brilliance, rushing towards the light shield composed of golden light.

The light blade lifted and fell.It was silent, as if the air had condensed into a solid at this moment, but Gretel felt a bang in his ears, like thunder——

The mask vibrated violently again, and exploded suddenly, scattering fireflies.These streamers didn't give in, they scrambled into the pure white light blade and exploded one by one.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the pure white light blade turned into colorful, dimmed, and disintegrated.The high priest of the Sun Temple, the dozen or so high-ranking priests around him, and even the warriors who fought hard, all collapsed on the ground without a sound.

one strike.

Just one hit.

Just one blow from Legend almost exhausted the strength of everyone present... Sure enough, only Legend can fight against Legend?

Hey, Sun God, have you finished your transformation?
Hurry up and get to work!
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