quicksilver blood

Chapter 291 Echoes of Disaster

The shining golden stream of light began to move after destroying the second tower.

Its diameter is close to 70 meters, and anyone who is swept by it will be burned instantly, even if it is only lightly rubbed by the beam of light, it will burn violently like being splashed with oil.Buildings were reduced to ashes under the light.

In addition, there are dark golden, dark green and emerald green light streams of different colors and sizes.There are thirteen types in total.The smaller the optical flow, the faster it moves.

Where the dark golden light flows, creatures are dismembered in an instant, and the ground and buildings are covered with scratches, as if plowed by thousands of sword blades; while the dark green light flow makes people grow old and the buildings become old. Things decay and rust as if hundreds of years have passed in an instant.

What they have in common is that any color, any size of light flow is enough to obliterate any life below the golden level.

The thirteen streams of light move randomly like children playing games.It can be seen from their zigzag movement trajectories that the existences that exercise these light streams don't have very clear goals, they just move around as if wandering around, and bring destruction and death so casually.

These streams of light are not divine spells performed by any priests, but divine punishments performed by the gods themselves.Its nature is no different from El Sax's previous punch.After the self-destructing of the Watcher's enchantment, the gods didn't even need to punch like the Lord of Violence—just releasing their purest divine power was enough to destroy the wizards' bodies.

If the priest of the gods stood under the beam of light, not only would he not be harmed, but he would quickly increase his strength and heal his injuries.

But the same divine power is a disaster for wizards who have no faith.

The cylindrical distorted barrier couldn't defend against the attack from above at all, but instead turned into a cage in the Colosseum, completely blocking the wizards' way of life.

After trying to use various means to fight against those light streams but failed, the wizards were completely desperate.

They wanted to escape, avoiding the light stream that wasn't moving very fast.And they do have that ability.

But in fact, even that slow enough movement speed is one of Guangliu's weapons.Because of the difference in the moving speed of the optical flow and the different positions of the wizards, the countermeasures wizards must take are different when faced with multiple optical flows.

Some people want to hide to the left, and stay away from the largest light stream first; while some people want to retreat, to avoid the coming small and rapid light stream... because the countermeasures are different, and the crowd is really crowded. Too concentrated, so other wizards immediately became obstacles blocking their way of survival.

——As a matter of course, the wizards had an extremely fierce conflict.

At the beginning, it was yelling and cursing, then there was pushing and trampling, and then there was a violent conflict.The earthquake caused by the collapse of the second tower turned ordinary stampede accidents into a trap capable of killing wizards, and the slight difference in social status caused by the different ranks of wizards became gasoline that further intensified the conflict. .

Therefore, before the light flow moved to destroy the wizards, the wizards took the first step to destroy themselves.

Small-scale witchcraft, large-scale witchcraft, non-lethal witchcraft, and lethal witchcraft.Under the joking force of the light flow, the wizards gathered into a tight group at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then the dazzling aura burst out from within.

At the same time, as the wreckage of the second tower fell to the ground, one-sixth of the area extending from the inner area to the fourth ring was directly smashed to pieces by the second tower.

Buildings began to collapse.Under the chain reaction like an avalanche, the reactions of wizards and ordinary residents seemed too slow.

The buildings a little closer to the second tower were directly crushed into slag, engulfed in flying dust and blazing golden flames.

The buildings farther away from the second tower were not spared.Because the top of the second tower began to crack, fragments burning with golden flames hit the roof heavily like a meteorite rain.

The buildings hit by the fragments of the second tower immediately began to shatter from the top.

First, the top floor bulged and cracked and a huge explosion occurred, and then the steel bars inside the building were also broken under the huge impact.Before the entire house was split in half from the top, the middle part of the house snapped off due to the excessive pressure.

Some people were directly smashed into pieces by meteorites, or half of their bodies were torn apart by the shock wave of the explosion.Others had their heads smashed by falling roofs, and those who were unlucky might be hung on steel bars or other places, and would not die for a while.

In addition, there are a few residents who are a little bit lucky that the debris of the second tower did not hit the roof, so their houses did not collapse.But that doesn't mean their house was spared.

Meteorites burning with golden flames smashed through the side of their houses—walls or windows or something, and then stayed in their homes like this or went out from the other end and embedded in the outer wall of the next house.As long as the people inside are not too unlucky, the possibility of being crushed to death by the meteorite passing through the wall is not high.

It's just that if it is crossed horizontally like this, a slightly stronger house will not be smashed because of it.Generally speaking, it just shakes slightly, and some building debris falls down.

However, if they are unlucky, they may find their door jammed, or the doorway blocked by debris from the building.At this time, the golden flame remaining on the gap will ignite from the inside, gradually engulfing the house and completely roasting the people inside.

Very few - probably less than 5.00% of the buildings are completely undamaged.But that doesn't mean they'll get away with it.

God is always fair.Even if they were lucky enough not to be destroyed by the fragments of the Second Tower, their intact house would be blocked by the wreckage of their neighbors, the burning woods, and the fragments of the Second Tower.Like an island to an ocean.

At this time, a small dark red light beam was already heading towards them at high speed, sniffing around like a wild dog that smelled fishy smell, happily chewing up and swallowing the fish that slipped through the net.

Under such despair, the wizards almost forgot their identities.

Some frantically smashed all kinds of witchcraft around, some squatted on the ground like a lost child and cried, and some shouted meaninglessly, with very long faces Despair like hope.

No, rather than wizards forgetting who they were, they remembered who they were.

They are people.Not monsters, not heretics, not unfeeling researchers.

They are human.

They are human beings who fear death and yearn for beauty.

On this day, the Wizard of the White Tower recalled what despair, death, and hell are.

"Ma'am! Open the old city!"

A mountain man with a red wine nose and a scruffy formal suit stared at Anvilia with bloodshot eyes: "It's still too late!"

"No, it's too late, Director Patch."

Anvilia sat dignifiedly in the garden, blinking her golden pupils and smilingly watching Patch.There was an almost serene tranquility in her eyes.

As the waste director of the legendary waste bureau, Patch has a huge heart beyond ordinary people.

Even when the first tower was destroyed, he didn't show up; even when the sorcerers of the third tower held a so-called wartime meeting, he just drunkenly cursed the group of idiots who did more than fail.

But now, he finally couldn't sit still, climbed up to the hanging garden standing on the wreckage of the first tower, and found Anvilia.

"My God! How can it be too late? Save one if you can, what are you thinking, lady? Old Patch is going crazy!"

"However, Chief Patch, the first and second towers engraved with the old city's spell formula have been destroyed. The Watcher's barrier engraved with part of the old city's spell formula has also been self-destructed. We are It's really too late."

"Damn—isn't there a fifth tower? There should be a backup at the fifth tower!"

Patch scratched his scalp frantically, clutching his greasy hair one by one: "Old Patch is going crazy! Ma'am, hurry up and give orders, old Patch promises to kill old Patch before you blink." The city of the sun opens!"

"You know, Patch, I can't blink."

Anvilia didn't answer Patch's words, but chuckled lightly: "You want to go to the fifth tower, Patch?"

Patch's back turned cold, and he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He immediately begged in a low voice: "No, ma'am, don't get excited, listen to me, old Patch can still help a lot..."

But before Patch finished speaking, he found that the scene around him turned into the fifth tower at some point.Anvilia in front of him also turned into Scott.

"Very good, so everyone is here."

Scott swept across his body with those ice blue pupils indifferently, making Patch shudder involuntarily.

He unconsciously looked around.

Nearly all members of the research and development department, the chief wizards of each department, a few unknown old wizards with real talents, and teaching wizards who are stuck in the silver rank...

——In a word, it is the future of the White Tower.

The uneasiness in Patch's heart became more and more obvious.

"I said, Brother Scott..."

"Director Patch, please be quiet for a while."

Scott checked again, and then nodded respectfully to an old wizard beside Patch who had never seen before: "Master Merlin, please."

"Give it to me."

The old wizard also nodded seriously to Scott.

"Wait……"

In the next moment, except for Scott and the old wizard named Merlin, everyone present was frozen and turned into golden statues.The building was also dyed with a brilliant golden halo, and the entire space froze in an instant.

Scott let out a long sigh, and then returned to Anvilia in an instant.

"Thank you, Scott."

Anvilia showed a beautiful smile.

——Then, she opened the Distortion Barrier.

　A total of [-] words were updated today... just take it as compensation for not updating yesterday.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)