Gold is Justice

His speed is still very fast, the fast magicians have no time to defend, and the Templars over there are also unable to return in time.Soon, he saw the injured flame demon mage among these mages. He stood in a very conspicuous position, as if telling the enemy that he was very easy to kill.

However, at the moment when Menglang's sword was about to stab at this demon mage, he felt something strange in an instant!

Relying on the affinity of the element of thunder and lightning, he could actually see some faintly hidden magic behind this demon mage?

That is lightning magic, and it is a trap magic.Once he really attacked him, what awaited him would definitely not be a good thing.

At that moment, Meng Lang's sword blade turned around and directly bypassed the injured mage who seemed very easy to kill, and jumped in front of an earth mage behind him. Before the opponent could react, he raised his fist and directly It hit his body that was heavily thickened by rocks.

The explosive lightning power was poured into the soil at this moment, and the powerful electric energy stripped off the rock shell in less than a second.

After finally revealing some human body in the rock armor, Menglang immediately drew his hand and pierced in with a sword casually.After the blade pierced the rock on the other side, he immediately pulled it out and jumped to the side.

"It's...death...!"

The rock mage vomited blood and fell down with his eyes wide open.

But just before he fell down, he suddenly stretched out his hand and inserted it into his chest, pulled it with all his strength, and even pulled out his pierced heart directly, and lifted it to the sky!

"Forbidden Curse: Body of Stone, Heart of Rock! Everyone... Come on... Come on..."

At that moment, Meng Lang regretted why the thunderstorm didn't directly hit the magician's head.

Because at the next moment, the heart that was lifted up high was instantly petrified as if it touched some kind of mechanism, followed by all the Templars and magicians around them were covered with a layer of pale yellow The light was faint, and there seemed to be some dust suspended in it.

The heart of the ocean has now turned into a purple sword of thunder and abyss, carrying those powerful currents and galloping towards the nearest magician.

Meng Lang flicked his wrist, and while his eyes were rolling, the blade of the sword had already shaken a lightning trajectory in mid-air, and quickly stabbed at the magician shrouded in pale yellow light.

The magician was still immersed in the moment of astonishment and did not turn his head back. His eyes could barely turn from the broken holy knight's light shield in front to the earth magician who had been pierced in the heart next to him.

Immediately afterwards, the purple light hit his forehead precisely.

In an instant, Meng Lang felt an indescribable sense of stagnation.

The sword tip of Thunderstorm Abyss completely lost the smooth feeling of easily cutting through human flesh just now. Instead, it seemed to hit the ground. All the thunderstorms were silently accepted by the silent earth and disappeared invisible!But the seemingly thin light yellow light appeared so strong in front of the unsharp sword blade, there was no way to pierce it directly!

"Huh... drink-!!!"

The blow failed, and the anger in Meng Lang's heart was instantly aroused!Accompanied by a shout, more intense plasma sprayed out from the tip of the sword along his whole body, finally piercing through the seemingly indestructible yellow light, tearing apart the barrier, and killing the magician's body. The head exploded into a bloody mess.

Withdrawing from the Thunderstorm Abyss, Menglang felt his arms start to tremble a little, and the purple plasma coiled on the King's Sword also began to feel a little weak in stamina, and gradually showed signs of fading.

Meng Lang gritted his teeth, turned his head, and looked around at the enemies who rushed forward again.And each of these enemies was shrouded in that layer of pale yellow light.

"kill--!!!"

Majik slapped his hands vigorously, and two invisible auras floated on his hands.He waved these two clusters of Qimang towards the fierce wave, and the Qimang turned into an invisible blade, rushing towards the fierce wave,

Meng Lang took a breath, and after avoiding the water arrow shot by a magician next to him, he raised the lightning element in his body again, and his figure immediately turned into a straight line and landed on a house in the distance.

But the two air blades turned a corner in mid-air, like two lackeys keeping an eye on their prey, and rushed towards the fierce wave again.

There was no time to rest, forcing Menglang to raise the long sword in his hand again to deal with it.The air blade has no color, so it can't be judged with the naked eye, but it doesn't matter, because at this moment, the purple lightning on his body quickly began to expand, forming a warning net that can sense any object within one meter of his body.

A distance of one meter, at the speed of a lightning swordsman, is already like a long distance between countries.

But at the moment when Menglang's whole body gathered his strength to meet the oncoming air blades, the two air blades sank instantly, cutting open the house under his feet with an X-shaped path.

The house under his feet collapsed in an instant, which made the center of gravity of Menglang who was about to take a hard move suddenly unstable, and the whole person fell down.

That is to say, when there was no entity under his feet and his whole body was suspended in the air, Prince jumped up, raised the radiant sword in his hand, and gathered all his strength to slash towards him head-on!

No, not just the High Priest alone.Beside him, there are five Templars!These templar knights all threw away the tower shields that were in the way, and all raised their weapons, all of which turned into radiant swords, pressing on the unavoidable emperor from all directions.

In this blow, they had already spared no efforts.

It was also during this blow that they planned to completely end this damn battle and bring everything to a halt!

"elder brother--!!!"

A voice passed through the small village, through the thunderstorm, through the mountains, and suddenly broke into the ears of the falling emperor, whose life was hanging by a thread.

This voice... is it a hallucination?

Is it an auditory hallucination caused by my imminent death?

Or, I really miss this sister too much, so at the last moment of this death fight, I didn't think of my wife or my child. sister?

Behold, those assassins who want their own lives.Look at this high priest who claims to be a loyal believer of the God of Light, and constantly uses words such as benevolence, love, kindness, etc. to teach others.Now they only have killing in their eyes, only the kind of endless eyes that want to wipe out a disgusting and annoying cockroach immediately.

Of course they didn't hear the voice, right?

but……

At this moment of the death struggle, whether it was auditory hallucinations or something else, being able to hear the worried voices of his family members finally gave Meng Lang a little peace of mind.

(Heh...that little girl, I don't know if she's doing well during this time...)

The fierce waves in the midair raised the blade again, and the thought of rushing to the thunder once again occupied his eyes!

Even though his feet couldn't touch the ground, he swung his sword at the moment of his fall, and slapped up all the bricks, tiles and wood scattered around him. Eyes of the Templars.

Forbidden magic can protect these Templars from any harm, but it can't help them gain sight that can penetrate all obstacles.

Those wastes smashed on the earth barrier in front of them, blocking the sight of each of them.It was also at this moment when the line of sight was blocked that the weapons in their hands almost instinctively shrank back, changing from an offensive posture to a defensive posture.

It was also such a short time to stop. At the moment when the shattered brick and wood wall had not completely collapsed, the thunder and lightning swordsman finally fell to the ground. After his feet stepped on the solid ground, a hint of pride flashed across his mouth. Smiling, without even looking up, the Thunderstorm Abyss has been raised, carrying that unparalleled speed and power, engulfing the sword-bearer who didn't close his hands until the last moment and turned into a defensive posture.

Boom——————! ! !

Thunder and lightning roared past, and the Templars finally landed.Of course, the emperor was no longer under their swords.

Just when they raised their heads and kept looking for the figure of the lightning swordsman, they easily saw the person who was standing outside the abandoned house.

Purple lightning still hovered around his body, and even though there were a few scars on his muscular body, it still couldn't conceal the seemingly endless power within.

With his left hand behind his back, his right hand was still holding the long sword that was always wrapped in lightning, and he stood proudly in front of the remaining magicians and Templars.

And the cold and arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be declaring to everyone present——

If there is any existence in this world that can be called "invincible", then that concept must be him at this moment!

"High Priest? High Priest!!!"

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

But the stagnation time is not long.

Because it was very open, the Templars realized that some extremely terrible things had happened around them.

Not only the five templars in the ruins, but also the remaining paladins rushed over now, and here they saw an astonishing scene.

Their high priest... the supreme commander who presided over this rebellion, High Priest Priest!

Now, he was holding the completely shattered great sword of light like that, standing in the ruins like coke all over his body, motionless.

No, it should be said that he has really turned into coke.This flesh, which was once called a human being, is now completely scorched black. From the toes to the hair, everything has turned black with a scorched smell.

Through the dark expression that is almost invisible, one can vaguely tell that his mouth is open, and there seems to be a touch of fear and trembling on his face at the last moment before he turned into this appearance.

And when George Peanutun took the courage to step forward and pat the high priest on the shoulder...

Raising his hand, his hand was already covered with charred black, even with a little residual warmth.

As for the man who was once called the high priest, a small piece of charcoal suddenly peeled off between his brows—it was a scar from a sword blade.

Immediately afterwards, with the sword wound as the center, the black charcoal sculpture quickly collapsed, collapsed, and finally turned into a piece of mud under everyone's feet.

This scene shocked all the viewers.

Whether it is a Templar knight or a magician, even the great elder Majik of the Magic Association, his hands are trembling involuntarily now.

Everyone's eyes returned to the emperor, looking at how contented he is now, seeing how he is so relaxed, he seems to have ample spare time.

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What kind of monster is this...?

Is this the power of thunder and lightning that is rumored to be comparable to that of a demon king?

However, even with the power of thunder and lightning as powerful as a demon king, every magician and paladin present knew that just gaining power is useless if it cannot be controlled.

There is no doubt that this emperor has been able to completely control this powerful force... It is not so much that he has the power of the devil now, but he is the thunder magic version of the devil!

Magjik glanced around slightly from the corner of his eyes, saw the corpse lying on the ground, and couldn't help but gasped again.

Since entering this small village, twelve magicians and eighteen Templars, a total of 30 people.

30 people against one person!

But now, two magicians and two Templar knights were already lying on the ground, the high priest who was the commander in chief of this battle also died, and countless other people were injured!

From a quantitative point of view, the assassination team still seems to have a large advantage.

25 against one person!There is still an advantage!

However, anyone can see that the reason why only five people were killed and three people were injured in the short battle just now was because of the magician and saint who brought out this time. The Templar Knights are the best of the best!

No matter which one they are, they are all powerful forces that could once be alone.

But now, when these powerful forces faced the emperor who seemed to be "at the end of the crossbow", they even felt trembling in their breath...

Menglang, of course, felt the fear in the eyes of these people.

He slowly closed his eyes, raised his head, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

He wasn't afraid that these people would have the guts to attack while he was breathing with his eyes closed.

As a king, he has the confidence and courage.

After he let out his breath slowly, he opened his eyes again, looked at the assassins in front of him who were gathered about 20 meters away from him, but didn't dare to take another step, and sneered.

"It's a pity, he was originally a good man."

"But it's a pity that the worst thing this good man has done in his life is disobedience to the emperor."

Menglang raised his feet and stepped towards the enemies who were already showing fear.

But the moment his footsteps stepped out, those assassins involuntarily took a step back.

"My order is the meaning of your existence. The Blue Bay Empire will last forever. Under my power, this country will get back on track and return to the prosperity it should have."

"For this reason, I need to clean up the garbage in the empire. I shouldn't have done this kind of thing myself, but I have to do it myself. Majik."

Hearing the emperor suddenly call his name, Majik's whole body trembled, and the hand holding the staff was about to lose its grip.