Heart of the Castle

Chapter 870 The power of the blazing angels, the battle of the bright realm
The abyss lord Amur Hyderas didn't hesitate for a long time, and he had no reason to change his plan. Even the cursed knight and the burning dragon king Dariga who couldn't die could indeed cause him some damage. Trouble, but the degree of trouble is not enough to stop him, at most it will delay some time.

The golden light began to swell, and when Amur Hyderas stretched out his arms, everything around him was filled with pure light, it was like a burning flame descending from the sun, capable of forming an effect on the body and soul at the same time. Powerful coercion.This bright fire began to spread, the hurricane whirled, and the flames rose high like huge waves; the sky trembled, and the clouds were penetrated by countless golden rays of light, falling like heavy rain formed by the sun.

Burning Dragon King Dariga let out an angry cry, stretched his wings suddenly, opened the flame field with all his strength, and swooped towards the golden light rain.In just one-tenth of a heartbeat interval, his body was hit by countless golden rays of light. The blazing golden flames spread across his body and collided fiercely with his flame field. Hundreds of dragon scales were exploded, and deep red dragon blood dripped down the wound.

Unbearable pain pierced through the body of Burning Dragon King Darija, but he couldn't dodge, let alone flinch.Because besides him, although those Fire Diamond Giant Dragon Elders also mastered a certain amount of the original power of flames, they couldn't compete with the golden light rain at all. "You don't even want to hurt my people!" the Fire Diamond Dragon King roared, the pain was severe, but his anger was even stronger, and he could just use the pain to motivate himself, "Amur Hydras, come on, try to burn The fiery breath of the Dragon King!"

A crimson pillar of fire descended from the sky with a roar, and countless slender golden beams were broken by the pillar of fire.Amur Hydras frowned slightly, raised one hand, and made a gesture of pushing away towards the pillar of fire.The dragon's breath, which contained the original power of the flame, seemed to hit an invisible barrier, and it exploded tens of meters away from Amur Hydras. The fiery stream spread in all directions, and it was about to launch Sir Rodriguez of the second raid forced back.

The Scourge Knight no longer has the weakness of fearing flames like other death knights, but this does not mean that he can ignore the breath of the flame dragon. You must know that the strength of the Burning Dragon King Darija has already stood at the pinnacle of the legendary path, even if it is the abyss. A guy like Balrog who has flame immunity will also be melted by this dragon's breath, and his core will be wiped out.

Fortunately, Miss Valihara—the chief waitress of the Castle Heart Tavern—has mastered the magic of leaping flames very well. In the next moment, Sir Rodriguez appeared thousands of meters away, not only dodged The dissipated flames of the dragon's breath also avoided a flash of light summoned from the sky by the Great Monarch of the Abyss.The golden lightning almost brushed past the disappearing figure of Sir Rodriguez, and hit the rock wall of the Desperate Pass. The burst of strong light immediately stung everyone's eyes.

It took Sir Rodriguez less than a second to force himself to open his eyes again, only to find that the thick rock wall seemed to have been bitten by an invisible big mouth, missing a full square meter. A chunk of ten meters.The shattered rocks collapsed down along the cliff, killing hundreds of demons who hadn't escaped in time, and blocked the passage below the death pass even more narrowly.

"What a tiresome block!" Amur Hydras said in a rumbling voice, "Are you trying to stop the great god-Amur Hydras with your insignificant strength? I've had enough Your insignificant attacks are enough, and you are running away like flies. Destroy, before my divine power! Turn them all into ashes!"

A sense of extreme danger arose in Sir Rodriguez's heart. As an undead, his perception of fear was not as obvious as that of the living. However, at this moment, Sir Rodriguez still tasted something called fear. bitterness.He almost instinctively held the star iron giant sword horizontally with both hands, and then the aura of catastrophe exploded, as if a piece of night had been pulled down, forming a shield in front of his body.

In the next instant, light, terrible light swallowed everything.

Sir Rodriguez clenched his teeth, desperately squeezing out every ounce of fighting energy in his body.He could feel his catastrophic vindictiveness quickly dissipating in the light. Although an equal amount of light was offset, it was insignificant compared to the total amount released by Amur Hyderas.

The air turned into flames, and the flames condensed into a strong light that was almost liquid. It was the power of the gods, the majesty of the gods. The roaring sea of ​​light impacted Sir Rodriguez's body, and the armor forged by dark magic began to crack When it fell off, the tiny fragments were wrapped in infinite light as soon as they were separated from the surface of the armor, and turned into a wisp of blue smoke in an instant.

Miss Valhalla suddenly let out a gasp that was half moaning, half lamenting. She originally hid behind Sir Rodriguez, but now she suddenly stood in front of him. "You must win, my strong black knight." She said in a painful and trembling voice, and then the darkness burst out violently from her body, slightly blocking the light, and then a ball of flames shot from Rodrigo Ser Sis kicked up.

The terrifying sea of ​​light suddenly disappeared. Sir Rodriguez supported his body with the star iron giant sword. He found that he had been thrown several kilometers away from the battlefield by Miss Valhalla's last teleportation magic. The direction, towering mountains and cliffs are all gone, leaving only a piece of pure light.

The two powers of light and flame have certain similarities. It is precisely because of this that the high-heat breath of the Burning Dragon King is not as powerful as imagined for the damage to the abyss monarch, and the light boundary displayed by Amur Hydras Nor was it able to seriously injure Darija.Accompanied by a long cry of pain, the figure of Burning Dragon King Darija rushed out of the sea of ​​light, and in the field of flames was protecting four elders of the fire diamond dragon who had transformed into human form.

Before Dariga stabilized his figure, Amur Hyderas' pursuit came one after another. The golden stream of light was wrapped in a hurricane, pushing flat like a wall, and the air swelled under the incredible high temperature. Circles of translucent ripples.Dariga almost had time to concentrate the power of the Flame Domain in front of him before he was hit heavily by the golden stream of light. The Flame Domain exploded like a crystal hit by a heavy hammer, forming a mass of hundreds of meters of high temperature across the air. fire cloud.

"It's so fragile, mortals. In front of the true God, your resistance is simply powerless!" Amur Hydras' voice echoed in the sea of ​​light with laughter, "Admit your failure, and then worship me Your majesty, when my feet set foot on this land, your fate is already sealed!"

The sound that contained the majesty of God resounded through the sky, and at the same time, it echoed in the sky above Tarlon Fortress. Many defenders fell into confusion in confusion and fear. They were all Lord of Glory, Flandara. Some believers, perhaps some of them are not very pious, but when faith has become a habit, they can't find other ways to comfort their hearts.

"He's lying!" A Guangyao priest yelled loudly, his voice hoarse and trembling because of exhaustion, but he managed to wake up many people from their confusion. "Flandala, the Lord of Light, will always be with us, brothers and believers, let us summon the light, the power of light and holiness will never be concealed by evil people!"

Accompanied by the yell of this glorious pastor, even the clergy who had already suffered serious injuries and overdrawn their divine power struggled to stand up, and dozens of sun-rayed scepters pointed to the air together, praising the prayer of the lord of glory, Flandara. Words came from their mouths.

Tarlon Fortress was illuminated by these golden rays of light, and the demons who attacked the top of the city retreated before the light, some covered their eyes with their hands, and some turned around and fled without thinking.This scene revived the morale of the fortress defenders, but Amur Hydras laughed even louder.

"I really feel sorry for your ignorance. You don't know anything, and dare to talk about light and darkness, justice and evil? Let's experience it carefully. Who is the person who gave you power, the Lord of Light, Flandala? Or me—Amr Hydras?"

As soon as the words fell, Amur Hyderas stretched out his hands forward, and then closed them together. The sky suddenly darkened, as if the haze had thickened again, covering all the rays of the sun.

The prayers praising the Lord of Guangyao came to an end, and the pastors of Guangyao stared at the suddenly dimmed Sunlight Scepter with unbelievable eyes. They could all feel that the divine power in their bodies was rapidly fading. The power has turned into a deathly coldness, no longer responding to their calls.Some people shook their heads frantically, while others began to sob. An elderly Guang Yao priest widened his eyes in fear, and then threw himself on the top of the wall. The old man was overwhelmed by exhaustion and injuries, and when he supported When the last pillar of faith disappeared, his life also came to an end.

"Stupid ants, everything is over!" Amur Hyderas' voice shook the sky, "Flandala, the Lord of Radiance, has fallen, and the newborn god is named Amur Hyderas! How dare you resist God's power Mortals, tremble before my majesty, be afraid, and let me hear your cries!"

The whistling wind stopped, the land was silent, the sky was as dark as night, only a sea of ​​light shrouded the Pass of Desperation, exuding intense light and heat.The swords and spears slipped from the weakened hands of the fortress defenders, and the clanging sound could be heard endlessly, and many people's faces were dull and desperate.Only the Griffon Knight and the Judgment Knight did not give up. The former, led by Wilpus and Dragoons, firmly guarded the middle of the city wall, flying waves of demons who rushed to the top of the city, while the latter Gathered behind the broken gate of the city wall, calmly waiting for their end.

A voice suddenly pierced through the silence and hit Amur Hydras hard in the ear, "It is you who should cry, Amur Hydras, the light-stealer!" The tone of this voice was very pleasant, Elegant and flexible, and with the rhythm of some kind of sacred hymn, "You have nothing, you know nothing, how much can you manipulate the light stolen by ghost tricks?"

It seems to be a replica of the scene where Amur Hydras descended. The light pouring down from the sky reappeared. The golden light from heaven and earth lasted only a few seconds before disappearing. However, the clouds were all inlaid with golden borders. And the high-pitched chant echoed in everyone's ears.

A human figure composed of pure light appeared above Taalon Fortress. Six golden wings stretched out from the back of the human figure, and a little bit of golden light fell down with the slow undulation of the wings. The wounded who came into contact with these lights Suddenly they found that their wounds no longer hurt, and the exhausted people also found that their bodies were full of strength again.

"Flandara, the Lord of Radiance, has not fallen. His power was just stolen by you. Sing the name of the golden sun again. Believers, the pious belief in your heart should never be shaken by evil words!"

Grand Duke Zandora was the first to raise the long sword in his hand, and his roar suppressed all the noise and noise, "My lord, Flandara, roams the land with a golden face! At this time of crisis, you send a golden angel to save me In the abyss equal to darkness, praise your name, I am willing to dedicate my all to your glory!"

"Praise be to our Lord Flandara! Angel of Light, save us!"

"Lord of Radiance, forgive us for being shaken! Your glory will never fall!"

After a moment of silence, the defenders of Tarlon Fortress launched a counterattack ten times more violent than before. Many people brandished their swords and rushed to the front line of the battlefield as if they were desperate. A small group of demons rushed over.

This burst of power stunned many demons, and the rain of light in the sky was a miracle for humans to heal wounds and restore fatigue, but for them, it was tantamount to a deadly god of death. I saw several demon leaders screaming and falling in the golden light rain, and their bodies turned into puddles of foul pus in an instant, and I saw the human defenders slashing and killing like crazy. The demon began to waver.

At first, it was retreating step by step, and then it turned into a desperate rout. The red and black figures turned into turbid streams again, but this time they did not violently hit the city wall, but flowed down from the city wall, and then scattered and fled.

(End of this chapter)