Dragon of Scourge

Chapter 85 Heavenly Punishment
"Attack? Someone launched an attack on the castle?"

The Viscountess screamed and panicked.

"Calm down! Don't panic! The entire castle has a defensive barrier arranged by the ancestors, even if it is an eight-ring spell, it cannot be destroyed!

We are absolutely safe here! "

The Irish Viscount looked normal and his voice was steady.

But the next moment!
boom! ! ! ! ! !

There was a terrifying roar.

The whole castle began to vibrate crazily!
The Viscountess didn't pay attention and fell to the ground directly!
"Damn! What's going on here!"

The Irish Viscount did not fall down immediately, but roared angrily.

The shaking of the whole room had just begun.

The exquisite murals hanging on the wall fell one by one, and all the tables and chairs collapsed, smashing towards the Viscountess!

The Irish Viscount hurried over to protect his wife.

The tables and chairs hit his body, which seemed to trigger the defense of some magic items, and a transparent shield rose to block them all out.

"Honey! Tell me! What's going on here? Didn't you say it's protected by an enchantment?"

The Viscountess cried out.

"The barrier is indeed protecting us! But this time the attack was much more violent than imagined! But! It doesn't matter! We are safe!"

The Viscount Ireland responded, instinctively looking towards the window of the room!
Outside the window, the red torrent is constantly surging!Like a giant wolf, wave after wave is attacking!

The enchantment that protects them, under the washing of the red torrent, is constantly appearing different colors!

The pupils of the Viscount Ireland shrank, what did he see?
The barrier built by the predecessors, which can defend against eight-ring spells, unexpectedly has cracks like spider webs!

Ka Ka Ka ~
With the scour of the red torrent, the crack grew bigger and bigger until...

Peng! ! !
There was a crisp cracking sound.

The entire barrier shattered like shards of glass, and the crimson torrent seemed to have found a valve, rushing towards it!

"not good!!"

The Viscount Ireland was shocked, and quickly hugged the lady in his arms tightly, and then watched the torrent rush towards him!
brush! ! !
The torrent surged over his and his wife's bodies, and the Viscountess also had a protective shield on her body.

While resisting the red torrent, it couldn't stop crackling.

"Do not!!!"

On one side, an extremely shrill scream sounded.

The Viscount and his wife turned their heads and saw the soldiers just now being washed by the red torrent!

The whole body of the Viscountess trembled violently, she peed out of fear immediately, she tremblingly said:

"I...we're not going to die here, are we?"

"No! Absolutely not! The protective shields on me and you are specially made by the Nanjia archmage, which is enough to resist spells of the fifth ring or even the sixth ring."

"Fifth ring? Sixth ring? Isn't the one outside the eighth ring?"

"..." This time, the Viscount Ireland fell silent.

They looked at each other and could only pray in their hearts that the torrent of flames would pass quickly.

Until the crackling sound sounded again, and their hearts were about to fall into the abyss, the torrent finally dissipated!
They parted tremblingly and looked towards their room.

This room that I used to live in every day is strange and terrifying!
Under the washing of the red torrent, the whole room was scorched black and thick smoke billowed!

Most of the original everything has disappeared, only a few black charcoals are still crackling and burning.

In the corner of the room, there was a pile of black bones and debris lying there. This was the soldier who gave him the iron block just now!
And that piece of iron has melted into an irregular shape.

But the Viscount Ireland and the Viscountess couldn't help but see the three lines just now.

"Those who offend the heavens will be punished by the heavens!

The first catastrophe will start from here!
mortal!you!Ready for the embrace of death? "

"I...really offended the heavens? Offended...God? Is this really God's punishment?"

The Irish Viscount muttered to himself with a numb expression.

hum! !

A strange sound appeared, and the Viscount and the Viscountess saw an old man in his 70s and [-]s, with half black and half white hair, wearing a black mage robe, coming out of the room.

"Two! Are you all right?"

Leaning on a staff like a cane, he slowly walked towards the two of them.

"Master Nanga...what the hell is going on? Do you...know?"

The Viscount Ireland stood up slowly, his body shaking uncontrollably, apparently not recovering from the panic just now.

"Master Nanga! You must know what happened just now! Right!"

With the support of the Viscount, the Viscount also stood up tremblingly, looking hopefully at the black-robed mage.

"There is no doubt! This is an attack! There is a spellcaster who is infinitely close to the legend, and attacked here with all his strength!"

Nanjia's expression was extremely serious.

Levels 15-19 are all Archmage levels, but the difference in strength is not a little bit or two.

He, Nanjia, is just a level 16 archmage.

And the one who launched this attack was definitely a level 19 archmage, and one of the best among level 19!
He is so sure!

"Infinitely close to the legend...this...how could this be..."

The faces of the Irish Viscountess were extremely stiff.

They also understand the weight of this sentence. .

"Master Viscount! Excuse me, have you offended anyone recently?"

Grand Master Nanga couldn't help asking.

"No! Absolutely not! For a while, I haven't socialized much. I've been staying at home, and I see a lot less people than before." The Irish Viscount shook his head.

"What about you, madam?"

"I... I don't have either! Every day I go to a musical with my sisters, or drink afternoon tea. Who can I offend?"

The Viscountess shook her head in fear.

"Then why?..."

Grand Master Nanga frowned with a headache.

"Yes! That's right! Your Excellency Nanga! Just now, a soldier came to me with a piece of iron!"

"Iron block?"

"That's right! I heard that the iron block fell from the sky and landed in front of them. The most important thing is that there are three lines of characters engraved on this iron block!"

The Irish Viscount said quickly, with a dignified and frightened expression.

"Which three lines?"

"Those who offend the heavens will be punished by the heavens!

The first catastrophe will start from here!
mortal!you!Ready for the embrace of death? "

"This is a blatant threat and intimidation! And it's a threatening announcement first, and then an attack!"

"I obviously didn't offend anyone."

"That's right! We didn't do anything! We were wronged! Others in the city must have offended the attackers! It must be like this!" the Viscountess exclaimed angrily.

"No matter who offended the attacker and what his goal is, the matter is probably not over yet, and the attacker may launch an attack here..."

Master Nanga said.

"Will attack here again? No! Don't! I don't want to do this! We will die next time! We will definitely die!"

The Viscountess screamed in fear, her expression a little crazy.

(End of this chapter)