The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich Chapter 807: Combatants
When Roland was trapped in the flame element realm, the Chaos battlefield of Main Realm was also in a mess.
Tianjin fell one by one, Angel was as fragile as a chicken, and the space of Chaos was gradually smoothed out. The furious Holy Light master gradually found his goal. As a price, the golden blood of God filled the space. .
As usual, Order and Chaos once again had a fierce collision.
Evolution? It may not be, but the worthlessness of the death of the distinguished big man in the past is very ironic. Of course, in the eyes of some existence, it may be worth it.
Chaos's space, like the ocean in a storm, is full of deadly undercurrents and reefs. The broken space and cracks are more deadly than any death trap.
Under normal circumstances, Order Angel and oracles will have their own power to gradually correct the distortion and fill the cracks, but now, I am afraid that the most lacking is time.
Every moment, there is a powerful existence falling on the battlefield. They are the sacrifices of this battlefield, and both sides.
The dead Order gods, their scattered spirits, blood, God's Obligation, Divine Strength, gradually neutralized this twisted area, paving the way to attack the gate of the crystal wall.
Is this wasteful? I am afraid it may not be in the eyes of the two parties participating in the war.
The bronze ancient gate is devouring all the sacrifices, and the reliefs of the twin goddesses on both sides of the gate are slowly opening their pupils.
Slightly opened lips seem to be talking about something.
Goddess of Order on the right is graceful and luxurious. The white robe is more like a work of art. The golden long hair exudes dazzling light, and the blue pupils flash wisdom and compassion.
The white wings on the back trembled slightly. She folded her hands in prayer and her eyes were filled with grief. It seemed that she could not bear to see the world's misery.
The Goddess of Chaos on the left is gorgeous and gorgeous. Under the short black hair are red pupils shining with red eyes. The red pupils are black and white with some scary eyes.
Unlike her sister with two wings, Cynthia has only the Demon wing on the left, and she does not wear a female outfit, but she wears bright red armor.
Classic armor only protects the vital parts. She is holding the red spear and is eager to enter the battlefield. The heroic posture is not so much the master of Demon as the goddess of war.
At this time, Cynthia, with a smile on her mouth, seemed to look at everything in front of her, seemed to be satisfied with the rich offering, or more contentedly, to please her in front of her.
The appearance of the gods of the two children is probably the first time that they have appeared to the younger generation, but they are strikingly similar to their creations.
But existence, who can see this gate, probably has no heart to appreciate the looks of the two goddesses.
In front of this large facade, the Karwenz, which is always lightly loaded, is also rarely put on heavy armor and armed. After all, the opponent he is about to face is the world's most recognized Holy Light master.
Even though the design of already has weakened several times, even if already has lost Avatar several times, the master of Holy Light after repeated weakening is still the most powerful God Lord of Main Realm.
Thousands of years of Holy Light belief, the dedication force of billions of devout believers, the Lord of Holy Light without self, has always been recognized as the strongest in this world.
The rising sun in front of me makes Karwenz end its dormancy and prepare for the impact of the Holy Light camp.
Facing a theoretically impossible enemy, not only did he not hesitate and worry, but he was full of excitement, waiting for the day already for a long time.
"Say it first, Carolan is mine. I'll try the strength of the son of the abyss of the previous generation."
His words did not get a response, but existence standing beside him is naturally at the top of the world.
Demon, Devil, undead, Dragon Clan, human, cultists, fanatics, I am afraid this is the most complex team in the world, and the passion of their leaders has undoubtedly inspired them to fight.
But not everyone is happy to welcome the end of the plan.
Danatis, who was eager to fight, was a little listless at the moment, just watching everything in front of him indifferently. He sometimes looked at Karwenz with a complicated expression, but now he was seriously injured and had no choice. room.
The ghost that captures heat and life, the lonely soul painted in color, standing alone under the door, seems to be studying the reliefs on it, and has no intention to participate in the battlefield in front of her. For her, to Roland Revenge was the only goal ... but judging from the blinking blankness and thoughtful expression in her pupils, she couldn't convince herself for this reason.
The other Undead Emperor, who seems to have been stabbed by Holy Light, the owner of Holy Light, is trying to remove the trace of his existence.
Ambrosio entering Main Realm is ambitious crouching in the corner.
He probably already regrets coming to this world. Although he survived that battle, if there are other options, I am afraid he will never stay here.
The same is true of the Demon, high-end undead, and Devil that survived the war before. When they were unable to leave this space, when the Holy Light oracle and Angel came over, their race And identity determines that they must fight for survival.
When the pillars on the Chaos side and the Order side are about to start a decisive battle, the other residents of the Main Realm will naturally not sit back and watch the situation worsen.
* Neither the division nor the great druid is a waste. They have their own understanding of the world. Even though the Pride's Holy Light camp remains silent, the fact that the door is opening is still spreading rapidly in the mortal world.
A floating battleship, flying Magic Beast, and dragon beasts flew up in silence. They followed the Holy Light camp to advance the battlefield. The passengers on it were also very complicated, including human, Elf, Beastfolk, Dragon Clan, and also undead, Mage, Gnome, and even other God Faction gods either sent Avatar, avatars, or went to battle in person.
When the end of the world is approaching, no one can wait quietly at home for everything to happen, even if he is an immortal deity.
Natural God Faction, although there is no **** king, but the weird natural **** beast hangs on it. already has a double-digit high god.
Even though already and Roland lost contact, the underworld Dragon Clan still acted. The giant skeleton battleship between them, the super monster battleship covered with death and Netherworld Aura, also contained the **** Aura.
The gods and beasts in the ocean have finally left their sanctuary. They are stunned by the giant magic whales and shells, and move forward slowly.
The city of clouds that is also moving slowly. The main power already was almost completely destroyed in the previous battles. This time it still appears on the front line of the battlefield, but this looks like being dragged by Great Dragon and the giants. Embarrassed.
And in the sky, the trace of element creature also appeared. The wind element lord and land element lord who hit each other in the past can actually coexist peacefully on a battleship, and they are definitely not the only exception.
In this weird peace, under the pressure of the end of the world, undead and Angel can also go together, and Rev. Holy Light can chat peacefully with Necromancer.
Wood Spirit also sent their air fleet. Although Seven Virtues is all here, their "mother emperor" is not here.
Strictly speaking, at this time, Aemila is also fighting for this realm, but the situation is slightly different.
"Oh, this isn't the dry little girl who lacks" nutrition "and hasn't graduated from her father-in-law plot? Give it up, look at that cat, look at me, you don't know Roland's hobby Is it impossible even if you are not his daughter. "
My already is completely speechless. Are you really helping me instead of pitting me? How can you be ridiculed as soon as you play, don't draw your chest, Eliza is almost gone! And dead cats, don't show adult figure at this time! (To be continued.)