Clash of Clans lord system.

Chapter 219 Let me take care of it

"It is rumored that the demon in the sword is powerful. Even the three major forces on the top of the holy mountain are not sure of victory. Once this demon is freed from trouble, not only this piece of the Outer Continent, but even the Miracle Continent will be completely destroyed by it!"

"No... what should I do?" At this moment, Uther has no time to grieve for his brother who died. The whole continent... no, the whole world is in crisis of destruction. It cannot be stopped by manpower.

Looking at the Sorrowful Holy Sword in the mid-air, at this moment there is no one around him who can help him think or share together, Uther feels as if he is standing on a high cliff, and one step forward is the abyss .

"What to do!" Uther's whole body was trembling, he was not afraid of death!The Holy Light Knight is not afraid of death, what he fears is the consequences after the birth of the demon in the sword, he does not want to see this beautiful world destroyed, just like the land under his feet at this moment, it was originally green grass, but was killed by the undead After walking through it, it has become a gray dead place with extinction of life.

"Roar!" At this time, a roar that seemed to come from the depths of the soul suddenly came out from the Sorrowful Holy Sword, and Uther's whole body was instantly drenched in cold sweat, as if a scene of the end of the world appeared before his eyes.

"No! As a servant of God! I can never see the world created by God destroyed like this! There must be a way!"

"Bright seal!" A sealing magic of the light department, Uther exhausted all his strength, and hit it on the sad holy sword in midair.

"Roar!" There was a scream of pain in the Holy Sword of Sorrow, and then the Holy Sword of Sorrow fell suddenly in midair, piercing the ground, and a black air came out from the hilt of the sword. A faint gray-black human form was formed.

"Who is it! Blocking my coming?" The black figure spoke like thunder, and Uther knelt down on one knee, covering his ears in pain.

"What's going on?" After the black figure appeared, an extremely evil aura shot up into the sky in an instant. Louis in Ruolin City suddenly raised his head and saw something unusual in it.

"Oops! It's Uther's side!" Cyril had reconciled with Louis at this moment, and most of the undead knights had been killed by their joint efforts.Before, when Louis was about to rush in front of the undead knights, the pink crystal city wall fell suddenly, directly smashing to death a large group of undead knights at the front of the heavy load.

And with the sudden appearance of the city wall, those undead knights who couldn't hold back slammed into the city wall fiercely.Afterwards, those undead knights who lost their speed and couldn't climb the city wall seemed to be living targets. The mages and royal giants trained by Louis again were like targets, and the advance knights led by Cyril group feeling.

Ten thousand undead knights were quickly killed by them without leaving any armor.

"Why is Uther going there?" The last undead knight was cleaned up, and although there were a large number of skeleton warriors who lost their knowledge, they were no longer a threat at all. Louis looked at the place where the evil spirit broke out with a somewhat ugly expression. Then asked Cyril.

"Uther and I guessed that the Lord of the Undead might be in that position, because after releasing the legendary magic of Undead Link, the suppressed Lord of the Undead must have entered an extremely weak state, so Uther and I were very I want to take this opportunity to attack and kill the Lord of the Undead Hall." Cyril frowned.

"That's why you split into two groups?" Louis scratched his scalp: "You can just go with Uther and it's over. Why did you come here?"

"Uh..." How did Cyril answer this?Let him say that he doesn't believe that Louis can defend this wave of undead knights' attack?Who would have thought that Louis would suddenly smash down a wave of city walls?
"Okay, stop talking nonsense!" Louis knew what Cyril was thinking, and it was good intentions after all, "Hurry up and take a look over there, I always have a bad feeling." The battle here is almost over, It is only a matter of time before the remaining skeleton warriors are cleaned up.

Louis summoned the pre-trained flying dragon, then pulled Cyril onto the flying dragon and flew directly in the direction of Uther.

"Uther! What are you doing?" The flying dragon was very fast, and immediately flew to where Uther was. Cyril saw that Uther's situation was a little strange, and immediately jumped down anxiously.

This moment!Uther Uther, whose face was covered with blood, had already walked in front of the Sorrowful Holy Sword, looking indifferently at the black figure exuding a terrifying aura in front of him.

"I don't know much about the Holy Sword of Sorrow, but the Holy Sword of Sorrow is so famous in the Miracle Continent. I'm afraid many people have heard of its story. It is said that a very powerful demon is suppressed in the Holy Sword of Sorrow. This demon has gone through so much I have been unable to get out of trouble for many years because..."

"Shut up!" At this moment, the demon in the sword has not yet broken through the seal, and the black figure seeping out is actually just a virtual image, except for using the leaked aura to try to suppress Uther, it has no fighting ability .

"What? I'm afraid!" After figuring out the key point and making this decisive decision, Uther's heart became more open-minded, with a playful smile on his face: "It's because as long as someone with the Holy Sword of Sorrow If the master exists, then the demon in the sword will never be able to break through the seal!"

At this moment, Uther stepped forward and reached out to hold the hilt of the Sorrowful Holy Sword.

"Stop!" The black figure roared crazily, pushing Uther out with such a powerful aura as to overwhelm the mountains.At this moment, he has reached the critical point of breaking through the seal, and will never tolerate another master of the Holy Sword of Sorrow.

"Uther, what are you doing!" Cyril finally rushed to Uther's side and grabbed his shoulder.Louis also descended slowly on the flying dragon, looking at the demon on the hilt of the sad holy sword, with a heavy look in his eyes.

This aura is so powerful that even Louis can feel the pressure almost from the soul.

"Cyril, there is no other way!" Uther's eyes showed a hint of determination.

"This is the Holy Sword of Sorrow?" Cyril was taken aback for a moment, and then he figured out what his friend wanted to do, "No! I don't allow you to do this!" Cyril absolutely couldn't bear such an ending, "The Holy See of Light has already Losing the Holy Son and the Pope, and almost 90.00% of the power, I can't lose you anymore."

"No, Cyril. This is not just a matter of our Holy See, it is a matter of the whole world. Once you let the devil in the sword escape, you will know the consequences!" Uther shook his head firmly , I want to continue to rush forward.

"No! Then let me go!" Cyril held Uther again.

"No, you are not suitable. You are the only person who can barely use the sword of the Holy Light except the Holy Son. The Holy See of Light must not lose you. Let me take this responsibility!"

"Om!" Holy light... erupted from Uther's body.

(End of this chapter)