Chapter 988 Great Internal Changes

Chaos, darkness, weirdness, indescribable.

This is a space beyond human cognition, a space that has been hidden in the corner of this planet since ancient times but has never been known to mortals in this world. In this weird place that doesn't distinguish between far, near, high, low, up, down, left, or right, all that can be seen are countless broken towers floating in the air, crooked palaces, and mysterious long bridges connecting these twisted buildings. In the distant and dark chaos, unexplainable stars and nebulae have been shining on this dark world for thousands of years, casting mysterious and strange shadows on every building floating in the void. The order of hope People are timid.

No one knows who built these buildings, and no one knows which race this space once belonged to. The only thing that is beyond doubt is that the former owner of this space was extremely powerful and mastered technology far beyond common sense. Because the shabby-looking architectural ruins floating in the air are all extremely strong, even the most powerful aliens cannot shake them at all.

Now, fierce battles are breaking out everywhere in this space.

There is a broken and collapsed palace floating in the corner of the void. The remaining structure of the palace can still show its former grandeur. On the shattered outer wall of the palace, several dazzling white fires suddenly erupted. Along with the fires, several figures wearing black windbreakers could be vaguely seen. Continuous shouts of killing rang out from all directions. This once peaceful and sacred place has now completely turned into a sinful battlefield of melee and betrayal.

A tall, dark-skinned, high-level demon hunter stood at the entrance of the palace. He waved a huge cross with a weird shape and knocked away several crossbow arrows that were fired at him. Behind him, in front of the main entrance of the palace. There was a shimmering light wall shining. This light wall was crumbling and had obviously withstood too many attacks. A small group of exhausted demon hunters hid behind several collapsed stone pillars, fighting back with crossbows and long-range magic. A warrior shouted loudly: "Master Tutanin! We can't defend here anymore. !”

The stout demon hunter Tutanin slammed the huge cross that could be seen as a war hammer in his hand to the ground. When the cross hit the ground, it triggered a dazzling electric light, temporarily creating a barrier outside the palace. He frowned and looked around, and what he saw was an overwhelming disadvantage that was completely unfavorable to his own side: almost all of the soldiers on his side were injured, and almost all the rune protective walls on the outer layer of the palace were extinguished.

Although the soldiers are still here, the physical defense line is obviously about to collapse.

And at this moment when he was watching the situation, a huge explosion suddenly came from the distance, and a dazzling flash illuminated the dark space with a radius of one kilometer nearby. He looked up and saw that the top of a minaret hundreds of meters away was emitting fierce flames. The entire tower was lighting up the surroundings like a blazing torch. On the top of the minaret, bright rune lines were forming. Exploded one by one from top to bottom: those were the protective walls laid out on the building by latecomers. Compared with the indestructible building itself, these crude magic tricks seemed too fragile.

"...The energy node has been lost," Tutanin looked at this scene expressionlessly, waved his hand to open the light wall at the main entrance of the palace, "Withdraw to the second line of defense."

The exhausted warriors quickly retreated to the palace as if they had been granted amnesty, with Tutanin walking at the end. After the guards evacuated, countless crossbow arrows and magic bullets immediately rained down on the protective light wall more recklessly: all these attacks avoided the extremely strong building structure of the palace itself, and instead went towards the fragile additional protections. of. The wall of light flickered violently under the onslaught, and it seemed that it was only a matter of time before it completely collapsed.

Tutain strode along the corridors of the palace, and the occasional huge explosions made the ground beneath his feet tremble. Judging from the explosions and the surrounding shaking, the attackers have used more powerful city-breaking weapons - perhaps the rebels who attacked the energy node have come here to join forces. Tutanin grabbed a young hunter who was running past him: "Where is Master White Fire?"

The young hunter had fear in his eyes. He almost screamed after being caught by Tutanin. He took a breath and stammered: "Just...just withdrew from the side wall defense and is resting in the inner hall."

Tutanin nodded calmly, raised his legs and walked towards the inner hall, but before leaving, he suddenly turned around and called to the young hunter just now: "Calm down, kid, the day you pick up the holy silver weapon, you will You shouldn’t be afraid of dying in battle.”

The young hunter looked at Tutanin blankly, with a smile that was uglier than crying: "I'm not afraid of dying at the hands of demons, but those outside are..."

"Go ahead and hold the line of defense," Tutain interrupted the young man. "The ones standing behind you are also your brothers and sisters. Compared with those who have lost their minds, these ones who are still fighting alongside you are more precious."

Inner Temple.

As soon as he stepped into this place, Tutanin felt a burning heat coming from all directions, burning his body and soul at the same time. He looked up and saw a girl with silver hair reaching her waist standing in a sheet of holy flames. The flames were tumbling around the silver-haired girl. The silver-white sea of ​​fire was spreading throughout the entire hall like a real existence and a spiritual illusion, but except for Apart from the real and palpable heat, nothing in the palace was ignited by the holy flame. Tutanin was stunned, ignoring the large sea of ​​​​fire, and strode forward: "The energy node of Sita has been lost."

"I know, I can feel it." The silver-haired girl turned around and pressed one of her hands on her side. There was a shocking wound there, but what came out of the wound was not blood, but a stream of as if The white flame flowing like liquid, "The barrier outside should be about to break."

"How is the injury?" Tutan Yin frowned, "I heard that you were attacked by someone."

Bai Huo smiled indifferently, as if talking about someone else's affairs: "That guy almost succeeded, if his spirit was more tenacious and he could bear the pain of the holy flame burning his body for half a second."

As she said that, she took away the hand covering her flank, and she could see that the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. This self-healing ability was no different from that of a werewolf.

Boom——

Another burst of explosions came from outside the palace, and the entire inner hall shook violently. Tutanin looked up at the dome structure of the hall, and his tone was still calm: "We should be able to hold on for a few days. These buildings themselves are difficult to destroy. After the outer barrier is broken, they can only send a small group of soldiers in and fight We fought hand to hand, and everyone here is good at close combat.”

"But there is no point in holding on for a few more days," Bai Huo shook his head. "Should we consider closing the Star Tower? Or blow it up..."

Tutanin frowned: "In this way we will lose the Holy Land forever, and this may not completely seal this space - the saints may have a way to reopen the Star Tower from the inside."

The two were silent for a moment. As Bai Huo's injuries gradually recovered, the sea of ​​​​fire in the inner hall gradually dissipated. Tutanin broke his silence again: "I'm afraid Elder Hasu is still alive."

Bai Huo's eyes suddenly widened. This news finally broke the indifferent attitude she had maintained until now.

"The mentor is still alive? He..."

"He was just taken away, but the saints would not execute an elder-level demon hunter so rashly. According to intelligence from other places, the rebels are more inclined to capture the elder alive, probably to send something Useful," Tutanin looked at Bai Huo's eyes, "Just as I feared, the saints are not crazy - or at least they are not completely crazy, so they have tactics and some kind of goals, this will It’s harder to deal with.”

Bai Huo's breathing became faster, and some tiny flames began to burst out in the air around him.

"Bai Huo, there is a task that only you can complete," Tutain said suddenly. Although he and Bai Huo are both "master" level demon hunters, they are very different in terms of seniority and qualifications. In the Demon Group, he is still Bai Huo's superior, "Give such a thing to the countess."

As he spoke, he took out a delicate platinum box from his body. After opening the platinum box, there was a blood-red crystal inside.

"This is……"

"What Elder Hasselblad left behind was said to have been given to him suddenly by Saint Bedolis a month ago. At that time, the Saint also left a message: In case of emergency, if something unexpected happens, this thing should be given to the Countess. I think His Majesty Bedolis is referring to this situation."

"Countess..." Bai Huo felt a little unable to react, "You mean..."

"There is only one ancient being in this world who can be called so by Saint Bedolis."