Bright Era

The church, where the three major underground worlds meet, is where the true main temple of the church is located.

Diogo took hundreds of huge dragons flying in the air, and the breath of the dragons continuously spurted downwards. The magnificent temple complex that the church had spent countless years of manpower and material resources was plunged into a sea of ​​fire. The large and small idols and emblems of pure gold, mithril, and fine gold melted in the black dragon's breath, and unexpectedly merged into a river of metal on the ground.

"Minzhimin ointment!" Yamel put his hands in his sleeves, squinted at the rare metal river running on the ground, and sneered. How many years has the church searched, and how many people's wealth has been searched, to cast so many statues and emblems of gods? Can it be transformed into a river of so many rare metal solutions after being dissolved?

How can these wealth be enjoyed by those humble and shameless gods? These things should be the treasures of their gods! After so many years, the enlightenment of the gods should also formally appear in front of the world, making their own voice.

A temple belonging to the **** of dawn collapsed, and the tens of thousands of knights of dawn near the temple turned into ashes in the dragon's breath accompanied by a stern cry. From the temple rushed out a few of the lower gods of the Light God family who were possessed by the gods, but as soon as they appeared, they were smashed into pieces by a few gloomy lights randomly lit by Yamel.

"Ignorant human beings, you have merged the blood of the so-called gods, but they have become a tool for them to entrust their spirits and rebirth! What a sad thing is this?" Yamel looked up to the sky and sighed helplessly, looking sad and compassionate. Yang Tian sighed: "You must be saved, you must be liberated, and only we can save you from this sad fate."

The long body of the screaming lord was coiled together. He looked at Yamel coldly, shaking the tentacles on his head noncommittal. In the eyes of the screaming lord, whether the gods’ enlightenment, the Azhul protoss or other protoss, they are all in the same group. Anyway, what they covet is the huge and precious resource of mankind, but the Lord of Screaming and Fallen Gods are more pure.

What they asked for was the complete elimination of mankind. They had never thought of reaping the slightest benefit from mankind, so the Lord of Scream felt that he was so upright, so tall and mighty, and so noble in character. What a noble sentiment and determination to be able to eliminate all human beings wholeheartedly and firmly without seeking any self-interest!

Thinking about it, the Lord of Screaming was moved by himself. Looking up at the sky forty-five degrees, he whispered a cloud of green poisonous smoke: "Well, with the help of these guys, this plan will be fulfilled soon! Hmph, put the eggs into a basket, so It would be wise to smash all the eggs with one slap."

From all directions, the Knights of the Temple from the underground world rushed for reinforcements, and large groups of high-ranking clergymen continued to transmit through the magic circle, rushing for reinforcements like burning buttocks. However, there were more than a hundred unfathomable elders of God's Enlightenment, including Yamel, and a large group of temple knights were crushed and killed as soon as they showed up. Their appearance was nothing more than to let Yamel and the others collect more souls.

After spending most of the day, Yamel and the others killed all the gods responsible for the eradication of the three major underground worlds of the church, killed all the temple knights who came to reinforcements, and razed all the temples of the main stronghold of the church in the underground world. In the end, a huge dark golden seal beneath these temples was revealed.

With 126,000 artifacts as the magic node, and countless temples on the ground as the energy core, the power of faith is harvested through large and small statues as the main energy source. This giant seal with a diameter of more than three hundred miles is Taikoo After the battle of the gods, the gods jointly built the first seal to seal the line of the fallen god.

Diogo took the magic dragon under his command to work hard, swept away all the broken bricks and tiles on the ruins, exposing a flat ground, and the entire huge twelve-pointed star sacred seal was exposed to everyone. Yamel and the others carefully figured out the power of this giant seal, and they couldn't help gasping at the same time.

This seal is so huge, the power it contains can scare people to death. They really couldn't understand how the Lord of Screaming and the group of fallen gods sneaked into the ground. As if seeing Yamel's doubts clearly, the Lord of Screaming shook his head disapprovingly: "We have many believers in the ground world, and the summoning circle they built can barely break through a channel to let us escape the seal. Dive into the ground."

After a heavy sigh, the Lord of Howl screamed and complained. Originally, the Temple of the Fallen Temple had a lot of potential power in the ground world. For example, the former Gaul Empire Queshan Hermit Society was one of their minions. But Mr. Mo took refuge in Lin Qi, and the hermit of Queshan would be wiped out by Lin Qi; as the Longshan Empire was making waves in the Western Continent, the members of the Fallen Temple who were mainly members of the royal family, royal family, and great aristocratic families of various countries would also die to death. , Escape to escape, or simply evaporate suddenly!

Glancing at Yamel, the Lord of Screaming snorted coldly: "If it weren't for our believers who suffered heavy losses, we would have broken the seal by ourselves. Well, we don't need to ask you to cooperate, right?"

Yamel looked at the Lord of Screaming, only smiled indifferently, but said nothing. When he heard the Lord of Screaming say that most of their followers are concentrated in large and small noble families on the ground world, he knew how unreliable the followers of the Temple of the Fallen were. After countless years of ups and downs, Yamel has long understood the truth that nobles and clergy are the most unreliable creatures.

Of course, Yamel can also understand that the faith in the world on the ground is occupied by the church gods, and only those nobles who are extremely boring, have excessive desires, and want to go further, will have the mood to believe in or pretend to believe in the fallen gods. . To put it bluntly, for those noble believers, the Fallen God is only a tool to realize their desires. How firm can you expect their faith?

Shaking his head, Yamel didn't want to continue discussing this issue with the Lord of Screaming. The many elders of the Enlightenment of the Gods, all of them are arrogant, otherwise they would not join this organization that attempts to create gods. In their opinion, the Lord of Screaming is just a reptile, a reptile with a little strength, no different from other monsters, and there is no need to waste much energy on him.

A circle of six-pointed star demon array emerged out of thin air behind him, and Yamel's hands drew an inverted pyramid-shaped magic mark on his chest. Accompanied by a sharp chirp, a dazzling black electric light flashed past. With a loud bang, the huge sacred seal suddenly violently oscillated, and the thunder light from Yamel hit the center of the seal. A black and red mushroom cloud rolled upside down, waves of fire swept out, and Dior The hundreds of magic dragons under Ge's command all blew out hundreds of miles away.

An astonishing blow, but the sacred seal only shook slightly, faintly rippling light waves. Yamel's face suddenly changed slightly, he snorted coldly, and the demon circle behind him spun rapidly, transforming into a nine-pointed star magic circle inside and outside in the blink of an eye. Yamel's palm sprayed out black flames, and his palm also turned into a strange translucent color.

The flashing hands lightly waved forward, a dragon roar sounded, and a giant dragon composed of black flames spurted out between Yamel's hands. Yamel proudly read out the name of his trick-‘Hell, Dark Dragon, Eliminate World Chong’.

The black dragon with a body length of more than ten li slammed its head against the sacred seal, and an explosion that was ten times more powerful than just now broke out. Waves of sticky black flames spread rapidly to the surroundings. This time even Diogo and the other elders of the Gods of Revelation did not dare to accept the overflowing aftermath of the explosion. They used magic to prop up their shields. Wrapped up tightly.

The ground was shaking and the mountains were shaking. Nearly half of the citizens of the three major underground worlds heard the loud noise. The dome above their heads was "cracking" with countless large and small stones. I don't know how many houses were damaged. How many church members died.

The light of the sacred seal was still rippling slightly, slightly dimmed, but it quickly returned to normal. Yamel's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He used nearly 30% of the power in his previous blow. Even an ordinary Lord God would kill him with one blow, and he couldn't shake the seal at all, which made him feel very shameless. .

"This seal is the remaining seal created by the seventy-nine main gods of the great gods after the Primordial God War!" The Lord of Howl squinted at Yamel, slowly introducing the origin of this seal: "Of course, I They have always expressed doubts about the number of main gods left after the Primordial Gods battle, but it is undeniable that 79 main gods joined forces, and this seal is extremely strong."

Opening his mouth, a mouthful of viscous venom sprayed out far away. The venom of the Lord of Screaming was sprayed on a red long sword suspended on the ground in the seal: "The seal maker is not very good. , But the artifacts that make up the seal are not simple. There are 126,000 artifacts, of which 600 are the master-level artifacts. Although they are damaged, they cannot be broken so easily."

Yamel's face looked better, and it was only natural that he couldn't break the seal arranged by the seventy-nine master gods. Not to mention the seals supported by six hundred divine master-class artifacts, this is a seal that even divine masters cannot easily break.

"So, what can we do to help you?" Yamel's tone became a lot more polite. Anyway, the Lord of Screaming could avoid this powerful seal and slip from the sealed land to the ground world. Come, this skill is very unusual.

"We have studied this seal for many years!" The Lord of Howl happily shook his tail: "According to our method, he will definitely be broken!"

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