Primordial Sequence

Yuji Plain

The sun, which was already halfway up in the sky, shone on the earth, bringing the long-lost warmth. The green grass and the breeze brought a hint of coolness. If it weren't for the occasional sound of metal collision, this would indeed be a good place for sightseeing.

From a distance, a huge light shield appeared beside the captain, emitting a scorching light. He held a tin staff in his left hand and a book in his right hand, and muttered quickly.

"The great Lord of the First Era, the Master of Light..."

Susie waved to Casca at a glance, and Casca raised his hand and fired a gun. Cavendish, who was madly slashing at the shield, suddenly felt something, turned around and slashed, and the bullet flew out. He stopped attacking and panted at Camus and others.

"Are you all dead? What a pity."

Captain Monroe's face was a little pale, and his hair was half white. Guang Jili was not good at close combat. If he hadn't used the secret magic, he would have died long ago.

"Cavendish, you lost."

Hearing the captain's voice, Cavendish looked back at the captain, "You paid such a high price just for those ignorant nobles?"

The captain covered his heart and looked at Cavendish, "No, you are wrong, you are the one who hurt the civilians, I did what I should do."

Cavendish looked at the light shield in front of him, gritted his teeth and rushed over here, Akali saw it and raised his sword to meet it.

"Dang..."

With the clash of black and blue sword energy, Akali flew out like a kite with a broken string, rolled on the grass for several circles, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then struggled to get up.

"Oh? You actually comprehended the secret of cutting iron?"

The other members of the investigation team also surrounded him. At this time, the captain suddenly withdrew the protective shield, pressed his fingers on his forehead, and chanted a spell.

The light elements around him suddenly became dense, and a shadow of an angel hanging on a tree appeared behind him. A dagger was inserted in his chest, and the red blood wet his robe. His tightly closed eyes slowly opened.

Then, a series of holy chants that went straight into people's hearts appeared in the sky, and a huge light gate with complex patterns appeared in the sky, and opened a small crack.

"Squeak..."

Cavendish's pupils shrank and he put away his sword to defend himself.

Susie closed her eyes in pain, "What a fool."

"What is this?"

Kaxiu sighed, "Camus, do you know why they call it the Light Ceremony?"

At this, Kaxiu looked at the light gate in the sky with some fear, "Because they get powerful power by sacrificing their vitality to the light."

"Deprivation"

As the angel behind the captain uttered two words, the captain suddenly collapsed on the ground. Cavendish stroked his face with horror, and howled as he touched his gradually aging face, and fell to the ground with a withered body.

Camus opened the Eye of Truth and saw that a red mist in Cavendish's body was sucked into the light gate. Seeing that his soul was about to be sucked away, Cavendish roared and actually freed his soul, turning into a sky full of light spots and scattered into the air.

"What...what skill is this? One stage two is gone?"

Susie hurried over to help the captain up, her face full of tears.

"Captain...you"

The captain smiled, "You know my situation. I'm going to die anyway. You can't handle stage two now."

A group of people also came over, looking at the captain's exhausted face, an unspeakable sadness enveloped their hearts.

The captain helped Susie stand up, "I'm not dead yet? What's your expression? Let's go back."

Camus looked at the captain's bent back from behind, and his usually calm eyes became complicated.

Catic City, the lower street.

Intense gunshots, thick black smoke, miserable wailing, and desperate crying filled the lower streets of Caldic City. Robbery, murder, child trafficking...all kinds of scenes that I dare not imagine in those days were staged here.

I saw eight transformed demons and rebel leaders fighting with a group of people from the Inquisition and the Adventurer's Guild in white clothes with blood-red crosses printed on them. The flames of hell devoured houses and lives. The collision between the two sides crushed houses and foundations, causing fires and explosions.

Nag Priest was pale and shaky, trembling as he supported his broken arm. The red-eyed demon opposite him, he had used the church's secret magic "unsealing method" at the cost of his life force, but he still couldn't seal him, and he was torn off an arm by him. What kind of demon is this?

The new president of the Adventurer's Guild felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his eyes were blurred. Was he going to die just after taking office? What on earth is this demon? His sword energy didn't break the defense at all, but was shattered by his internal organs with a punch.

The red-eyed demon looked at the tragedy underground and took a deep breath with enjoyment. His red pupils were like a black hole, absorbing the power of desire underground.

In a tall building not far away, the people from the Poker Club were observing the battlefield situation. Seeing the heavy casualties of the Church of the Sun and the Adventurer's Guild, they grinned.

"I told them a long time ago not to let the potion leak out. Now it's fun. These dozen high-ranking rebels are enough for the two families to play with, don't you think? Goris."

Goris put his hand on the table, and saw the champagne glass running over by itself. He picked it up and took a sip.

"Lord Crocker, how many people do you think will die in the two families? As for the red eye, I thought of the first ringwraith, Angmar, the Wrath of Desire."

The middle-aged man sitting on the chair snapped his fingers, stood up and poured out a glass of champagne from the champagne bottle next to him.

"Ignore them, are you ready with your potion ingredients?"

Goris nodded, "You are ready, sir, but the potion master is more difficult to find."

"There is a rabbit witch doctor underground in the First Civil Hospital. She can help you. You can also exchange materials with the headquarters, but I don't recommend you to exchange. The headquarters is famous for its ability to forge."

"Okay, Lord Crocker, aren't we going to help?"

"Hmph, I don't have time. I'm going to the Gold Coast soon. Just take your time and watch."

Seeing that Crocker was gone, Gauris raised his fingers at the chair. When he saw the chair, he raised his legs and ran over. Gauris lay down on it comfortably and watched the battle not far away.

In the Society for the Protection of Magical Creatures, a black panther in white and a pigeon in floral trousers are lying on the roof watching the battle in the lower streets.

"Hoho, it's such a difficult scene. It seems like the two of them can't hold on any longer."

"Come on, both sides are not good. Let's fight, let's fight. Do you want to go swimming later? Blue?"

"No, I'm going on a date. There will definitely be a girl who appreciates my flowery panties."

"roll……"

On the roof of the Delaf Industrial Bank, two catmen in black and white suits and a charming cursed fox girl were looking at the thick smoke not far away with their chins clenched.

"Hey, Bai, did you say that the makeup artist came back to see us?"

"have no idea"

"Hei, do you think he will come?"

"have no idea"

Laura kicked the sofa bitterly, "Can you two talk more? You are quite good-looking, but you live like a mute."