lost narrative poem

Chapter 741
The dense fog formed with the river as its source is caused by magic formula and magic power.

Near the estuary of the Weiyuan River, the water surface where the river meets the ocean has turned into a boiling blood-colored ocean. Countless familiars, monsters, blood-sucking species, magicians, church agents, etc., whether they are regular or wild, Anyway, the death and blood of all kinds of heretics completely stained the battlefield red.

The frantic magic power poured out continuously, turning into a chaotic and violent vortex, distorting the surrounding space.

Screaming, laughing, roaring, howling...

All kinds of hysterical sounds echoed over the Weiyuan River for a long time. In this chaotic battlefield, it can be said that lives are lost every moment.

"How ugly!"

Xian Xiansu waved the pointer-like magic dress in her hand, elegant and ruthless, as if the young lady, who was more inhuman than a vampire, indifferently issued a terrifying magic blow, directly crushing the swarm of beasts!
As if there was a moment of silence, the countless monsters rushing in front of her suddenly stopped in the midst of running wildly, and then a streak of blood suddenly burst out from the hideous and huge alien body.

The next moment, black blood splattered up, and the herd of beasts collapsed like building blocks. They all fell down one after another like rice that had been cut all over during the autumn harvest.

In the mountain of blood and sea of ​​corpses, countless flesh and blood flew across, all kinds of broken limbs and arms, and the strange corpses of these monsters, all fell to the blood-colored water, but there was not much splash.Because it was like land reclamation, the bloody battle that had been fought since nightfall, and now, the water near the river bank had long since disappeared.

——In its place, a blood-colored shoal appeared.

This is undoubtedly an extremely shocking scene.

Although most of them are familiars summoned by magic or other means, or something similar, as long as there is no magic power to maintain them, they will soon lose their simulated flesh and blood characteristics, and they will not be able to maintain their physical state. Lingzi.

But now, in this battlefield space where the density of magic power is extremely high, and ordinary people may burst their internal organs after taking a breath of air, these residues can still maintain their physical state for a long time after being destroyed and eliminated, maintaining a living tissue General flesh and blood traits.

"Troublesome ability..."

Looking at the seemingly inexhaustible wave of beasts, the magician marshal girl narrowed her eyes slightly, and stared at the indifferent middle-aged man behind the countless monsters rushing wildly.

Nero Chaos, Chaos Group, the tenth seat among the 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles.

Just like the Black Wing Lord who released the Crowstorm over there, the nature of the inherent enchantment he holds is somewhat similar, and it is called "The Beastmaster's Nest"-his body is not just the flesh of an individual, but a composition of Nero himself 660 the lair of a colony of six beasts.

Because usually the Dead Apostle existed for a very long time, the repair speed of his body would not be able to keep up with the speed of deterioration.In addition to obtaining genetic information and strengthening one's own body by sucking human blood, one can also repair one's body by capturing wild animals into one's body.

And Nero, the ancestor of the dead, embarked on this path. He did not turn other animals into his own body, but wrapped the genetic factors of "animals" into "chaos" and used them as "body" .Thus, the six beast factors of 660 merged into his body, forming his existence as a group.

He can use the 660 six beast factors inside his body to create various powerful monsters to detect, attack, or devour humans.And this also endowed him with extremely strong immortality. Since he has merged with the beast factor, the released beast can also be regarded as a part of his body.

As long as there is one monster left, he can recover other parts and be resurrected.

Conversely, as long as Nero is not eliminated, no matter how many times the beast horde is eliminated, it will soon be reborn in the form of chaos in Nero's body, and then released again.

It is closer to a "group" than an "individual". It is a heretic who uses 660 beasts rolling in his body as weapons. This is the Chaos Swarm, the ancestor of the Dead Apostles named Nero Chaos.

"Siege Kaos with all your strength! Kill that vampire first!"

Lorelei swung her whip, like a young king commanding a symphony orchestra, she changed her target and issued new orders to the choir behind her!
And the choral team behind her also silently changed their marching and attacking directions, pointing their spearhead straight at Nero's direction.Even though the war has started now, this elite army has suffered a lot of casualties, which is no longer the full number of 50 people at the beginning, but the momentum is still astonishing, like a raging flame.

After all, they were originally all elites, and those who survived were the elite among the elites.

Lorelei, who is the strongest magician herself, leads a strictly selected 50-member elite magician troop. Naturally, she can easily count the enemies as if she is conducting an orchestra, and in an elegant performance. Expulsion and annihilation.

In just an instant, the situation reversed——

"Undead Chaos" Nero Kaos felt tremendous pressure in an instant, and the 666 beast tide under his control began to retreat steadily.

Even though the individual strength of the 660 six-headed monsters is very strong, each one is a powerful monster that can rival several ordinary magicians.However, the members of the choral team standing behind Lorelei are all top-notch magicians, and they have nothing to do with the word ordinary at all.

Moreover, Lorelei herself has reached the pinnacle of modern magicians in all aspects of her abilities. A monster that can achieve excellent results no matter what the situation is, is enough to face a 27th-level dead apostle head-on by herself. against...

Before that, Nero was evenly matched with her, and they were inseparable, but now that the choral team joined, it naturally showed a one-sided decline.

At the same time, on the other side.

"Bathermelo!! How dare you!"

The White Winged Lord Tevem Otenrocher roared, he was extremely angry, but just as he was about to take action, the terrifying wave of crows rushed towards him with the torrent of black feathers, making his expression change drastically, Shengsheng stopped the charge.

Black Wing Lord's inherent enchantment is too ruthless, it is a special attack aimed at the dead disciples... It's god damn, but as a dead disciple, he has a certain ability that has a powerful effect only on the dead disciples, what is the reason for this? !

Followed by.

Amidst the extremely ugly face of the titular King of the Dead Apostles, the tide of crows covering the sky and the earth in all directions, and intertwined into a huge black whirlpool, abruptly parted to both sides. The spectacular scene was like in the legend, Moses parted Like the story of the Red Sea.

Black-haired and red-eyed, like fourteen or fifteen years old, the elegant and noble Eltruchi stepped on the invisible ladder, step by step, surrounded by crows and storms, to the house of Trevem Ottenrocher. before.

Under the protection of the loyal Black Feather Beast Envoy, the black His Royal Highness Ji Jun said calmly: "Tevham, hand over the source of magic power, and I can spare your life..."

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"His Royal Highness Ji Jun, I advise you that it is better to stop in moderation." Bai Yigong's expression turned into anger, and he and Elte Luqi have not dealt with it very much.

Because he is the representative of the 27 ancestors, he has the biggest say in name.However, Eltruchi is the actual leader of the Dead Apostles, and the contradiction is as simple as that...how can it be possible that the titular King of the Dead Apostles and the actual King of the Dead Apostles do not turn against each other?
But it has never been so shameless in the past. Until now, Erte Luqi's high-ranking and arrogant tone has completely angered Tevem Ottenrocher.

What do you mean by handing over the source of magic power, you can spare your life?He is a majestic White Wing, one of the oldest dead disciples, when has he been so underestimated?

"It seems that you are going to ignore my good intentions..." Erte Luqi didn't care, but said indifferently, her tone was flat and natural, and she didn't seem to have any murderous intentions, but behind her, the endless The source of the storm vortex composed of crows looms——

The body of a huge crow several kilometers long looms above the clouds, casting a huge shadow.

That is the real body of the Black Winged Lord Granthorne Blackmoya. He swore allegiance to Zhu Yue with all his heart and soul, and embarked on the road of becoming a dead disciple.It is said that when serving Zhu Yue, he was not so much a dead disciple as a familiar, and often ran around for Zhu Yue.

Even after the 27th ancestor rebelled against the true ancestors, he still served Zhu Yue. Although Zhu Yue became one of the "27" ancestors of the dead after his body was destroyed by the jeweler, his loyalty did not No reduction.So this time, he joined Hei Ji's camp as a matter of course, and dedicated his strength to welcome Zhu Yue back.

The oldest dead disciple sensed the danger, and his expression was extremely gloomy.

If only Eltruchi challenged him, he might still be able to handle it, but if Glensorge was added, there really was no chance of winning. Both of them were not inferior to him in strength at all, maybe If not, he would really have to bleed Wei Yuanchuan.

"You can't keep the source of magic power, why should you lose your life for it..."

Alte Lucy said calmly, if White Wing is willing to give up directly, that would be the best, otherwise, the beast will fight, even if she and Glenthorg can guarantee to kill each other, they will have to pay a considerable amount the price.

"You should understand that the "laws" of this city are not without loopholes, and not only the city's law enforcers have the real power to kill. If you die under the rules of the inherent barrier, you are really dead... ..."

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Bai Yigong looked around gloomyly, and found that the vast battlefield had been fighting all the time, and the fighting never stopped.

For example, the two loyal guards of His Royal Highness Ji Jun in front of me are galloping on the other side of the battlefield, either beating up the lunatics in the burial agency, or fighting against the vampires standing on their side. Behold that terrifying primate killer.

Although I don't know why, it's really lucky that Eltruchi didn't bring her dog out.

But as the other party said, since just now, those who were killed in battle due to lack of strength, whether they were magicians, blood-sucking species, or priests of the church, often did not have the same status as before. In that way, there is no chance of resurrection from the dead.

If it is said that the criminal trial failed, it should not be true that no one passed.

If it is said that there is no money for hard work and a bug is stuck, it shouldn't be—people who will appear here should all know such a thing. Ten thousand yen, no matter what, he will not let his balance fall below this amount.

Because this is a life-and-death line, it is decided whether there will be resurrection coins after being killed.

So maybe there is really only one possibility, as everyone guessed, the people behind the scenes re-enacted the rules of the city, alienating this land isolated by the magic storm, like a god Take charge of your own divine domain, and use your own will as the manifestation of all rules and laws within the domain.

Therefore, no matter how counterintuitive and ridiculous, any phenomenon can happen on this land.

Not to mention "distorting public perception", "giving ordinary people absolute power to enforce the law", "strengthening the weight of laws in human society"... etc., etc., and things like that, even the resurrection of the dead can be done, After all, the real objective reality is distorted by the nearly infinite magical power.

and so--

Only the rules of the foreign world can resist the rules of the foreign world, and the nature of the inherent enchantment should be able to resist the will of the people behind the scenes to a certain extent.

As long as the inherent enchantment is unfolded to isolate the rules of the foreign world in this land, and then create a certain objective fact, it is very likely that it will not be corrected later. This is the opinion of many big figures in the mysterious field... Looking at it now, this guess It is indeed correct, to die under the rules of the inherent enchantment is to really die.

Looking at the uncertain expression of the oldest dead disciple, His Royal Highness Ji Jun said calmly, "Tevham, hand over the source of magic power, and I can spare your life."

The rhetoric was exactly the same as before, but Bai Yigong knew very well that if he didn't make a choice, then there was only one dead end left.

Thoughts turned in his mind, and Tevem realized that he really couldn't keep the source of magic power today. Either he had to hand over the source of magic power, or after he was killed, the other party would search for the source of magic power from his body...

He is not a mighty and unyielding person. Since he knows that things cannot be done, he naturally has to consider abandoning the car to protect his handsomeness.

But before Bai Yigong made his choice, some people couldn't bear it anymore.

"Bastards! What do you think I am! You are discussing the division of my treasures in front of me?!"

The furious scolding came from the sky, causing several people to frown. Erte Luqi looked up, and saw the thunderous roar of the shining treasure, and the shining light pierced the gloomy The curtain of night swept across a large expanse of sky!
Countless black feathers fell with the rain of blood, and the crow tide intertwined into a storm vortex was swept away in an instant, and the landslide-like power blasted the large crow tide into thin air.

And looking from the corner of the torn Crow Tide, there is a dazzling golden boat jumping out, this powerful treasure is driving high in the sky, coming with unparalleled astonishing power.Sitting on the throne on the shining ship made of gold and emeralds is the shining golden King of Heroes.

Gilgamesh's eyes were burning with red lotus-like anger, and his ferocious expression fully expressed his strong sense of disgust.

"Who are you?" Hei Ji frowned, the long distance could not stop her vision, she clearly saw the true face of this uninvited guest who suddenly broke into the battlefield.

follower.

It's really rare, it's clearly the Holy Grail War, but the Servant has never been seen, but it is said that one is often locked up in the detention center... Thinking about this, Eltruchi didn't know that the one in front of her was the one who was often locked up in the detention center. that.

"A mere bastard dares to question this king?" Gilgamesh laughed angrily, "I don't even know this king, but he wants to snatch his treasures, he must be a little self-aware."

"Your treasure? What's the relationship between you and the Holy Grail?" Heiji asked indifferently, using her eyes to stop the angry Heiyi Gong from moving.

"This is beyond your comprehension! The total amount of my property even exceeds the range of my own cognition, but as long as it is a treasure, it must belong to me!" The King of Heroes shouted angrily, this is a matter of course!
However, what responded to him was an extremely shrill scream!

tear it up-

The atmosphere seemed to be frozen, and the domineering and dazzling slash trajectory was fleeting, splitting a real gap in the magic storm that had just been set off, and then slashing the gap between the energy collisions extremely fiercely, which is jaw-dropping. That's how acid air rips are made.

Numerous vacuum cracks were torn out and spread violently to the surroundings, but the lightning strike that bore the brunt was like a snake dancing wildly, moving forward with incomparably precise and violent breath of destruction, cutting the atmosphere to pieces. Fragmented!

A bang!

The golden boat exploded in mid-air, and a huge fireball rose up.

Gently flicking the whip in her hand, the Magic Marshal girl said indifferently: "There's so much nonsense."

The vacuum magic capable of cutting through the castle was precisely a single strike by Barthamelo Lorelei.The attribute of magic is wind, and the attribute of magic is omnipotent. She only seeks pure power and does not pursue any special abilities. She is a perfect example of this type of person.

She can destroy the ancient heroic spirit's treasure with a light blow of her wrist. Even if there is a sneak attack to some extent, it can be seen why she is hailed as the pinnacle of modern magicians.

(End of this chapter)