Chapter 651: When the Decisive Battle Comes (Part 4)
On the other side, the battle between the two kings is still going on. The battle here has lasted for a day and a night.
The aftermath of the battle between the Yellow King and the White King transformed the original plains into glaciers and mountains.
The ice crystals in the biting cold are like sparkling diamonds, but those strange rock formations block such beautiful yet dangerous ice crystals.
The White King quickly gained the upper hand due to his physical and spiritual advantages.
However, the countless undead elites who surrounded him allowed the Canghuang King to gradually eliminate these disadvantages.
The king is not invincible, otherwise the White King and the Crimson King would have divided the world long ago.
Faced with such a siege of undead that covered the entire sky...Bolan's power was not infinite.
It was a bit difficult for her to deal with the corpse magic of the undead or the bites of the corpse dragons, as well as the terrifying attacks that the earth occasionally constructed.
But if you stick with it for a while, it's not that difficult.
And at this moment.
The originally ordinary sky turned into a brilliant fiery red.
Then, a flaming meteor fell from the sky.
Bolan breathed a sigh of relief.
Karin finally arrived.
The flaming meteors fell to the earth, smashing the ground into a molten pit, and near the fiery red magma crater, countless elite undead died wailing and burning.
The glaciers that originally covered the earth evaporated due to Karin's arrival, turning into thick fog that covered the battlefield.
"It seems I'm not too late." Karin came to Bolan and said, holding the burning flame of cleansing sins.
"I never thought we would have the opportunity to fight side by side." Bolan's tone was much more relaxed.
To be honest, there are very few enemies in this world that require two kings to fight side by side.
Moreover, the two people's positions are very different.
But now is a rare opportunity for cooperation.
"The elite troops from various countries will arrive soon. Let's deal with this as soon as possible, and then go see if Rand needs help." Karin said.
"Okay." Bolan waved the [Abyss] in his hand.
In the distance, civilians who were already far away could see the flaming meteors falling from the sky and the clouds turning fiery red.
The remaining members of the Knights, who had now turned to escorting civilians, understood that this was the power of the Crimson King Karin.
Now they were completely relieved.
At this time, many knights on horseback burst into tears. In order to delay those terrible enemies, more than half of them were killed or wounded in a very short time. They lost their relatives, friends, and comrades in an instant.
And their leader.
Luca is now a block of ice, and Lord Fenris has not seen his body yet, so it is estimated that there is no trace of him left.
This war has cost too many lives.
The same is true for the civilians who were forced to migrate. Too many of their relatives and friends died at the hands of the undead, died on the way to migration, and even died under the whips of the nobles.
And those soldiers who are still fighting on the defense line, whether it is the first line of defense or the second line of defense.
Whether it is the New Holy City or the Rat City.
The soldiers fighting here don't even have the right to cry.
They have to fight all the time.
Because although the incarnation of the Scourge Apostle no longer has free command and has drawn a lot of power from this world, it does not mean that the soldiers will have to face fewer undead.
At most, it just became messy. Compared with humans, the number of undead was still endless, as if they could never be killed.
As the head coach after Rand left, Taner has now taken over all the command responsibilities.
Taner, who was originally majestic and could be called a strong man, now looked unusually thin.
At this time, Taner was in the Rat City. Late at night, only Taner and his wife were in the command room.
In the hall, the candlelight flickered, Taner's eye sockets were sunken, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.
"Wait a moment." Taner's wife pushed the chicken soup in her hand on the table.
Taner also knew that a balance between work and rest was the best approach.
Keeping your nerves tense like this will only harm your body and won't improve your efficiency much.
Taner obediently picked up the chicken soup and drank it.
Then he leaned back in his chair and planned to close his eyes and rest for a while.
But after just a moment, Taner woke up again.
Sweating and breathing heavily.
He looked at the candles on the table, which had not changed much, and his wife who was waiting beside him.
He smiled bitterly and said, "It seems not possible."
His Majesty Rand is now personally leading his army to engage in a bloody battle with the enemy's core.
Fenris has now been intercepted by the Undead Elite along with the civilians, and the situation is currently unknown.
Now, every moment, colleagues and comrades who lived, studied and fought with me are dying.
While working, Tanner was able to force himself not to think about these things.
But once he fell asleep, the fears deep in his heart would immediately reoccupy his mind.
This was a nightmare that would wake him up immediately.
And when Taner wakes up, he will be very clear that the nightmare he had during his sleep was real.
And something even more horrific could happen.
If something happened to His Majesty Rand, or if the front lines were defeated...
Or maybe it was because of some mistakes made by Tanner that the defense was breached...
"I can't seem to sleep," Taner said, frowning.
And his wife could only sigh.
In the distance, the sound of bells came from the tall buildings of the Rat City.
That is the sacred bell of the Nezumi.
The resounding sound means that a large number of ratmen are going to die again.
The Skaven Quirrel has been commanding and fighting personally from the walls of Skaven City.
He felt pain every time he ordered the holy bell to ring.
Because many times he cannot gather enough enemies as sacrifices, and at this time he can only choose his own people.
This was also a nightmare for Quirrell.
And Quirrel didn't know how long this nightmare would last.
The night is still long.
…
And in the Kingdom of God.
The Scourge Apostle looked at the uninvited guest in surprise.
He cut off the energy supply of a large number of undead, and then absorbed it to strengthen himself, and then he barely pulled his kingdom of God closer to this world, and then forcibly pulled Rand into the kingdom of God alone.
Theoretically, God's Kingdom is their absolute domain. Even if they have the ability to enter the Kingdom of God, they will never make this choice, because entering is tantamount to suicide.
The most common and easiest way to reach the Kingdom of God in this world is to offer sacrifice.
Of course, it is obvious that this uninvited guest did not arrive in this way.
After Lisa came in, she ignored the ruler of this desolate place.
He walked straight to Rand and said, "This place is fake. Strictly speaking, it's just a projection."
The green flame eyes on the skeletal face of the Scourge Apostle shook.
This kind of secret cannot be easily seen by mortals.
Rand was trying to hold back his laughter. If the Scourge Apostle hadn't been shameless and unable to make any expressions, it would have been quite exciting.
If Rand were to rely on himself to deal with the environment here, he might have to go through many sacrifices and hardships before he could discover the flaws of this kingdom of God, and then give the enemy a fatal blow just like the plot of the movie in his previous life.
The arrival of Lysa completely skipped the intermediate process and allowed Rand to get the answer directly.
Then, the question jumps directly to - how to leave this projection of the Kingdom of God, or simply how to destroy the Apostle of Calamity here.
"Who are you?" The Apostle of Scourge had a bad feeling.
Before God came to the main world, it was very difficult for Him to perceive anything in the main world in the Kingdom of God.
Therefore, even though the Scourge Apostle had previously projected power onto the Golden World Tree of the Elves, he was completely unable to confirm the exact situation of the Elf Goddess.
"Should be easy to guess, right?" Lisa's white hair fluttered and the longbow in her hand shone.
"The messenger of the Moon Goddess? No, it's you, you natural lunatic!" The Scourge Apostle roared in a decayed voice, "I clearly didn't sense your arrival. You... when?"
Lysa simply chuckled and stared blankly. "So how about returning to your home? My Lord Rand has already warned you."
The Scourge Apostle looked back at the black-haired young man standing next to the Moon Goddess Lysa in the projection of the Kingdom of God: "Then who are you?"
The moon goddess Lysa is the embodiment of moonlight and the spokesperson for natural order. She is arrogant, unreasonable, but powerful.
He is a madman with the same strange logic as Torch Psychopath.
And the person that Lisa calls His Majesty... is obviously not an ordinary person.
This time I hit a wall.
Rand did not answer the Scourge Apostle's question.
The Apostle of the Scourge had no expectation of getting an answer, so he decided to give it his all in one final fight.
After all, this is His home turf now.
Even if the flaw is discovered, it doesn’t matter.
The advantage of strength will make up for everything.
The Kingdom of Corpses, which Lisa called "fake" and just a projection, was undergoing changes the moment the Scourge Apostle decided to make his last stand.
The earth, which was previously covered with pale corpses and filled with deathly silence, suddenly began to boil!
Countless skeletons, broken, intact, and even reduced to dust, seemed to be summoned by an invisible force, forcibly drawn together by a terrifying force originating from the depths of the earth. They violently collided, reassembled, and piled up! Broken limbs bit into each other, shattered skulls gathered into a terrifying hillock, and huge ribs intertwined and grew, like the skeleton of some deformed creature's nest rising from the ground.
The once flat land of corpses was torn apart by the upheaval, creating bottomless ravines. Filthy green energy, emitting a strong aura of decay and negativity—the very same energy that flickered in the eyes of the Scourge Apostle—spurted out from the cracks like foul-smelling, sticky pus. This energy did not flow in disorder, but instead coalesced into a roiling torrent, surrounding the Scourge Apostle, who stood atop the skeletal throne, the cracks in his body now completely healed!
"Blasphemers! You will eventually become part of the foundation of my kingdom of God!" The Apostle of the Scourge roared deafeningly. The sound was like the friction of millions of bones, mixed with rotten resentment.
He no longer held back, mobilizing all the undead power that this projected kingdom of God could muster—although it was essentially a projection, this power was still deadly and enormous to the existence of the mortal world at this moment!
He raised his arms suddenly.
Attracted and reorganized by his power, the countless massive skeletal structures surrounding him were like weapons of destruction hurled by invisible giant hands. With a whistling sound, they transformed into a pale rain of bones that covered the sky and sun, pouring down madly towards Rand and Lysa! Every bone was stained with that foul green energy.
Following the torrent of bones, the green pus energy gushing from the cracked earth was instantly compressed and shaped. The green flames in the Scourge Apostle's eyes surged, and a dark green destructive shockwave, composed of pure decay and despair, swept forward like a tsunami. Wherever it passed, even the air condensed into dark green energy crystals, as if to completely decay and end space itself.
The attack covered every inch of space where Rand and Lysa were. He tried to use his absolute power advantage to bury the two of them together in this projected world dominated by him!
But at this moment, everything is still.
Whether it is those skeletal structures or those green torrents.
Everything stops at this moment.
Lysa stopped everything.
Then.
Layer upon layer of unimaginable huge green barriers rose from the ground at an incredible speed!
Dark brown roots, thicker and tougher than the trunks of thousand-year-old trees, twisted like a winding dragon, carrying the power of the earth, instantly twisting into a thick root wall! The huge shield-shaped leaves, like a giant wall carved from jade, layered one after another, instantly stretched out above the root wall.
When everything stops, only plants grow.
And when everything returned to action, the endless plant barriers had blocked the attacks of the Scourge Apostles.
Moreover, those dragon-like roots and branches that seemed to be able to penetrate the sky and the earth directly pulled this unreal kingdom of God back to the real world.
Now, the knights of the First Knight Order of the Moon Kingdom who were anxiously waiting outside can finally see their King.
Reality seemed to be splitting apart before their eyes. They were in the real world with soil, moon, stars and breeze. Not far ahead of them was a giant tree piercing the sky and earth. Further ahead was a wasteland full of skeletons and corpses, layers of corpses, and a throne made of bones.
Rand slowly withdrew from this evil realm, but endless bone rain and dark green energy continued to pour down.
But in Rand's eyes, this is just a facade.
"Mage Corps, prepare, slow magic!" Rand ordered calmly.
At the same time as giving the order, Rand also embedded the disc-shaped stone with dark red patterns that had been hanging in the sky into the ground at a predetermined position.
Soon, the magic of the mage group was ready and then launched at Rand's command.
Of course, a considerable number of the First Knights of the Moon Kingdom are mages, and they are also equipped with standard staffs.
Mortal magic is not very effective against gods.
But the spell cast with advance preparation still had some effect. After all, this apostle of natural disasters was not the real body, but just an incarnation.
Lysa drew her bow and drew her arrow.
This is the end of the plan.
Lisa is a god herself, and her arrows are difficult to dodge. The Scourge Apostle has already consumed a lot of power and has also been affected by magic.
Lysa's arrow hit.
But not much damage was done.
The Apostle of the Scourge had originally planned to resist, but he discovered that what was shot at him was a piece of crystal hand bone.
(End of this chapter)
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