Chapter 781 Grief

Destruction is often easier than construction, especially when certain existences that can be called "disasters" sweep over, people may be ignorantly aware of the existence of the brick and tile houses, relatives and friends, and even the "worship" around him. "Superheroes" are all so vulnerable that the environment they thought they could sleep in was never "safe".

At this moment, the city of White Stone is already crumbling in front of the first wave of the "world-destroying disaster", and the law energy leaked from the broken magic lock swept across the "cage" at an unimaginable speed. " every inch of space.

Due to the breakdown of the basic law of action, the continental shelf, which was still structurally stable in the last second, set off a terrifying earthquake of at least 20 magnitudes in the next moment, and the entire city of Baishi fell on the ground without warning, distorted laws The energy seems to have turned into a huge broom and swept away the entire Mystery, and then accompanied by deafening roars, supernatural disasters occurred in various parts of the city at almost the same time.

A fire was ignited in the living person's body out of thin air, and large chunks of rock were turned into ice cubes out of thin air and exploded out of thin air. The light began to twist and reflect arbitrarily like a flying snake, and even the atomic structure of matter began to be unrestricted. Violently collapsed and disintegrated.

Even if this is just a slight distortion of the law for any legendary professional, it is still a terrifying disaster at the legendary level. In the face of such a disaster, even a master-level professional is nothing like a shivering baby hiding in a package The difference, because without means at the legendary level, it is impossible to resist disasters at the legendary level. The reason why the White Stone City did not directly fall apart in the first wave of Law Scattering is entirely because of the rune pillars that were personally made by a legendary mage. reason.

Otherwise, just such an aftermath alone would be enough to turn that city, which is like a delicate work of art, into powder.

However, even if the overall structure is barely maintained, the bad situation of Baishi City may not be alleviated much.

It was just that after the wave swept away, more than 99% of the entire city's population died in an instant. Only a very small number of lucky people survived because they were not directly touched by the law and were not affected by the disaster caused by the distortion of the law. Come down, most of these survivors are still stunned in place at this time, not knowing what happened. After all, the fluctuation and overflow of the law is too fast, and the ultra-high-speed movement at twice the speed of light is not something that the thinking of "ants" can do. reacted.

Of course, the scene they saw must be more terrifying than the world seen by the dead.

Maybe these people were working hard to support their families last second, maybe the couples were still holding hands and talking about love intimately, maybe the children were happily having lunch with their parents, but it was only in the blink of an eye , The peaceful world in front of their eyes collapsed instantly.

The gravel smashed the warm house, the explosion tore the body of the lover, the blood mixed with the mud on the ground to form a dirty agglomerate, and the dust mixed with traces of blood spread like billowing smoke...

Such a scene is simply a terrifying hell, and the sudden disaster caught everyone except the three instigators by surprise.

And the scariest and saddest thing is more than that, because... these surviving people will have enough time to understand all the tragedies that happened before them, because in the second wave, the third wave... Before the wave of laws hit, a protective shield almost entirely made of magic power enveloped the entire White Stone City with a tragic atmosphere that was almost desperate.

Obviously, at the last moment, Aztlan made a quick shot.

In order to be able to make up for it before the second "wave" following the first wave of law fluctuations swept through Baishi City, the red-eyed white-robed mage directly used magic power to forcibly arrange such a rough protective shield. This ridiculous way of mana consumption wasted a full third of Aztlan's mana in one breath, but even so, he still couldn't save the beautiful "White Stone City".

At this time, the city shrouded in a magic shield...is nothing but a ruin that is about to erupt into despair...

"A mournful dirge resounds in the desert,

The dead wind and sand tore the lightless eye sockets,

The haze that blotted out the sun blew out the bonfire.

The cloud that hangs over the night hides the stars...

The fire that falls from the sky ignites the pain of the soul,

The thorns that grow in the marrow pierce the despair of the heart,

The flames of anger dance with sorrow,

The shattered dream finally pushed reason to madness..."

This is an excerpt from an epic poem describing a subjugated king. The emotion it describes is the grief of a king when he sees his citizens die one after another in the plague.

At this moment, it is appropriate enough to use this poem to describe Aztlan's mood, because his current situation is not much different from that of the king who lost all his subjects.

Punk guessed right, Aztlan had regarded the "toy" he "created" as his family a long time ago, and even regarded this "paradise" constructed of cages as his "homeland".

For a kind-hearted recluse legendary strongman who yearns for emotional comfort, the meaning of "home" and "family" is definitely not measured by strength or wealth, because after they choose to give up their ambitions and put themselves in the " From that moment on, good feelings are the only thing that can fill the void in their hearts.

For example, Aztlan who lives in the city of White Stone... Whether he is deceiving himself or others, no matter what, those created "family members" have become indispensable to the heart of the white-robed mage As a legendary professional who hides, gives up the pursuit of progress, and never even plans to leave his own small world, Aztlan does not desire powerful legendary spells or powerful magic equipment. His only What I long for is enough sincere emotion to fill my "spiritual hole" for a long time.

But now... Poor "Pale Specter" lost the "family" who had finally filled the void in just one second, and even lost the "perfect home" in his heart...

At this moment, every muscle, every blood vessel, and even every cell in his body was trembling, and Aztlan couldn't even speak. The storm formed by the magic power frantically beat the sleeves of the white-robed mage. The entire sky became turbulent because of his grief and indignation.

Aztlan has a good temper, and it is not too much to describe him as a "good old man", but even as a "good old man", he still has his own bottom line and "precious things" to stick to.

But the sad thing is that punk and others who broke into the seclusion of the white-robed mage for no reason wantonly tore his precious things into pieces... How could such heart-piercing pain allow Aztlan to continue endure it?

So at this moment, the mage who experienced "sorrow" and "rage" for the first time in his life finally clenched the gray staff in his hand without hesitation, and then suddenly flew into the sky with a distorted expression of pain.

So far, a battle between the legendary powerhouses... is about to start after all!