Scene 507 Death of God

String magic. ??

These three words represent the most destructive force since the era of the gods.

The spell system based on dragon language transcends the restless elemental layer and the silver-white law network - directly extracting power from the bottom layer of the Tiamat code; and the three major elements that make up it, law, energy and matter, are what build this world. Foundation.

Reshape the purity of energy and magic with the strings of law. This is where the name String Magic comes from.

The pinnacle of mortal magic is the fourteenth-ring spell, which the people of Silver call forbidden spells because that is the limit that the power of laws and elements can reach. But for the people of God, such power is just a secondary manifestation of the essence of this world.

What is the universe?

It is dimension and energy.

The fifteenth ring that only string magic possesses is a magic for divine warfare.

Even in countless eras in the past, the brilliant God-Slaying Sword did not always have the opportunity to be used.

In this era of decline, there is only one race left on this continent that uses string magic-the giant dragon. After the Battle of the Saints, it was actually difficult for the dragons to use the Ring Ritual to regain their former glory.

But everything always turns around.

That is harnessing the power of life.

A huge magic circle unfolded behind more than a hundred giant dragons.

The chants of dragons chanting incantations resounded between heaven and earth, the air resonated, and a bright beam of light penetrated from the magic circle.

Even though it spanned a distance of tens of thousands of meters, it was still like a spear of light, accurately inserted into Bahamut's head - the light was so simple and unpretentious that the Cruzians who were so close could not even see it. Detect any energy fluctuations in this spell.

But when the human wizards on board saw this scene, they almost went crazy.

Their understanding of this world tells them that any magic power will attenuate, and no form of energy can jump between different energy forms without energy loss.

But this is a dazzling beam of light.

It is a perfect form of energy existence with zero escape rate.

This is magic that cannot exist.

But it was revealed in the world through the hands of the dragon clan's string magic.

Everyone watched in shock as the beam of light penetrated the metal dragon's head. Bahamut wailed in pain, raised his neck, and his entire body stood up from the black sphere and fell backwards.

But it doesn't come without a price.

The giant dragons in the magic circle are turning into dust one by one and disappearing with the wind.

"Prepare for the second attack..." Aloz looked at the sacrifices of her own people, and her heart was like a knife, but she hardened her heart - for the sake of victory, even she could give up her own life, she reminded her companions loudly They: "Don't count on an attack, our goal is to prevent it from coming to this world!"

"Aloz..." Frofa looked at her worriedly.

"It doesn't matter to me." The little female dragon shook her head vigorously.

The magic circle became bright again, and the second attack was gaining strength.

But the scream interrupted everyone's movements.

"Everyone, look down!"

Aloz lowered his head.

The golden pupils reflected an extremely incredible scene - the black sphere was shrinking.

"Where's Bahamut?"

Everyone was stunned.

The giant metal dragon disappeared.

…

In the dark and deep space, the remaining starlight was half extinguished, emitting not much brilliance. The remains from the age of the gods are floating quietly in this space, with a faint layer of starlight cast on the surface.

At the end of the field of vision, the crystal curtain wall divides the entire space into two - on one side is the profound void, and on the other side is Warnd's fluorescent atmosphere.

On the earth, many places were flashing with dots of firelight.

The crystal wall was covered with cracks, and from time to time small fragments fell from the wall with slight noises, floating in the space. In the distance, rows of structures are distributed in the vast sky, shining with metallic luster.

A scream filled with hatred and malice suddenly shook the entire space.

The floating wreckage was pushed back by the sound waves and collided with each other. A giant metal dragon suddenly backed up and crashed in. On one side of the metal face, the area from the eye socket to the lower jaw completely disappeared, leaving only a dark hole - it screamed in pain, rolled and opened. His platinum wings swept countless constructs to pieces.

It was so furious that it turned around and pounced on the space crack again.

But at this moment, a cold snort came from the darkness.

"Bahamut, I didn't expect that in this war, you and I would exchange identities."

This voice stopped Bahamut's movements. It turned its huge head and slowly turned its head in that direction. It saw a giant wolf standing like a mountain walking through the void step by step, arriving not far from it.

Isis raised his head and looked at this scene coldly.

"Rebellion...rebellion..." Bahamut let out a series of deep roars: "Death..."

It turned around, spread its wings and rushed towards Isis.

But Isis only stepped aside slightly to avoid its blow. With a strange light in her eyes, she looked at her former enemy: "Lord Dragon of Dusk, is it interesting that you control these broken toys?"

As she spoke, she raised her paw and slapped the metal dragon on the back, sending it flying away. With a loud noise, Bahamut hit the crystal wall in the distance like a meteor.

The crystal wall, which was obviously cracked everywhere, did not tremble at all when the giant metal dragon hit it, and not even a trace of crystal powder fell from the wall.

The giant dragon climbed up tremblingly. But how could Isis give it this opportunity? He leaped over and stepped on the fallen dragon god. With a clicking sound, Shengsheng stepped on the platinum giant dragon against the crystal wall.

The dragon let out an angry roar.

Isis understood that the will of the Twilight Dragon had left this body, and now the fallen dragon god was just fighting based on instinct. She snorted coldly: "Without Tiamat's laws, it seems you don't even have a brain. Without Martha's support, what can you do to fight me?"

The giant metal dragon couldn't understand her words at all and struggled wildly.

Isis raised her head, the silver hair on the back of her neck stood up completely, and stood motionless on Bahamut. She even narrowed her narrow eyes and sneered a little enchantingly: "You are still struggling, your mind is indeed not clear anymore - you were interrupted during the descent, and you also suffered a dragon strike. It would have been me." It won’t be easy, let alone a rag like you.”

As she spoke, she cut it off without mercy. The power of this claw was so great that ripples appeared in the space beneath the claws. This claw struck Bahamut's neck hard. Although it did not penetrate the power of the law, it still let out a painful howl.

Isis was unmoved and bit into it like a real beast. The metal dragon's voice suddenly changed from a roar at the beginning to a pleading whisper.

But gradually even the wailing sounds gradually became lower.

Isis stepped on its shoulders with both claws, and the fangs that could destroy everything finally pierced through the power of the layers of law and bit the dragon god's neck. There was a soft click, and Bahamut's huge body shook. The remaining mercury eyeball flickered slightly, and finally dimmed.

Those were the last moments of a god.

Although it is somewhat ironic - in this war, the two sides that originally represented order and chaos have now switched positions.

"It seems that order has won again," Isis muttered to herself somewhat sarcastically. After confirming that her opponent was completely dead, she raised her head and let out a long, distant howl.

After ages, she finally killed the damn reptile.

But it represents Martha.

Thinking of this, Isis turned back and looked at the woman wrapped in black robe in the distance.

Sophia stood on a floating ice crystal asteroid, calmly watching this war - a divine war, but it was so barbaric and violent, lacking the proper beauty. But in fact, after the strength reaches a certain level, fighting actually becomes simple and direct.

Isis let go of Bahamut's body - the huge metal body slowly flew out. It is foreseeable that this corpse will soon become part of this silent space in the next few hundred years.

Another god has passed away.

"I have proven my sincerity. Although I didn't have to kill it at all. After the world is restarted, it should have been a part of me," Essis said: "So, little witch, now It’s your turn to fulfill your promise.”

Sophia nodded. "Okay." She replied, her voice unchanged.

The girl raised her head and looked past the mountain-like giant wolf to Warnd in the distance. In the darkness, there were rows of structures suspended in the starry sky, with faint light exuding from the edges.

She raised a finger and made a symbol:

That is the knowing eye of the Inquisition.

Then there is the Ouroboros of the Truth Society.

world Tree.

Tiamat, the Dragon of War.

Green light flowed in Sophia's pupils, and data fell in rows in her eyes like a waterfall. As she drew symbols representing authority one by one - from near to far, the structures in the starry sky The body became brighter row after row.

Isis closed her eyes.

She sighed in a low voice: "Sure enough, this is all the Law of Tiamat. I have to say that you are really smart, and you can actually build such a huge system. Then after they are all mine, can I restart the world? ?”

"No." Sophia shook her head.

Essis suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were terrifyingly cold: "Why, are you going to go back on your word?"

"Our agreement is that you can restart the world only when everyone has given up hope," Sophia replied in an unassuming tone: "I have no objection to you taking over Tiamat's authority. For the new world, Mother It doesn’t matter who it is – but at least in this era, you must abide by our agreement.”

"What if I don't agree?" Isis asked.

"You have no authority," Sophia looked at her quietly: "You won't get the throne of the end until the last moment."

Isis bared her white teeth and a dangerous light flashed in her eyes, but Sophia raised her head and looked at her without fear.

"Very good, I will abide by the agreement!"

Sophia nodded.

"But there is still a problem." Esis said.

"what is the problem?"

"I'm very curious, who are you?" Isis narrowed his narrow eyes dangerously: "You said you are the inheritor of the Thirteenth Month, but I have never heard of a witch's inheritance, more powerful than the Witch Queen The authority is even higher——"

"Is this important?"

"Of course, this is related to my judgment of your good intentions."

Sophia thought for a moment and replied: "You have never heard of the existence of a successor in the thirteenth month, Isis."

Isis fell silent.

Sophia then continued softly: "Actually, I am the third experimenter."

"Third experimenter?"

"In the curved surface plan, Miss Roman represents the path to coexist with dusk, while I represent the path to completely suppress the magic of chaos."

"Completely suppressed," Essis sneered: "What about the young man named Brando?"

The three plans were just to ensure the comprehensiveness of the plan, but Sophia did not argue with her and only replied: "He is different from us. Only Martha knows about that."

This answer made Isis frown and asked: "Even you don't know?"

"Yes," Sophia nodded again: "Miss Roman is a product of the Society of Truth, and I am a product of the Trial Society. Only Mr. Brando comes from the will of Gaia - the will of Gaia has always been a product of the people of God. The most mysterious being in the organization, only Martha has all the authority."

"But I'm Martha now!"

"You don't count."

Isis took a deep breath: "Speaking of this, I remembered another thing. Gaia's forty-seven psychic mechanical satellites. Why didn't I feel it just now?"

"Have you forgotten?" Sophia replied calmly: "That is the agreement between you and Miss Tiamas. I am not responsible for intervening."

"Hmph, it turns out that is an immortal thing. She actually wants to use such a great thing to resurrect a mortal person. I really can't understand your stupidity." Isis snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter, I can do it. Wait, but you’d better not play any tricks.”

Sophia remained unmoved by the threats against her.

Isis was also a little helpless towards this human girl. After taking a deep look at her, she turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Behind Sophia, there were standing several other daughters of Isis, four to be exact - the Kouhua sisters stood arm in arm. The two sisters stood side by side, one dressed in black and one in white, like the same mold. The two girls were carved, but one was as cold as ice and the other was quiet and gentle.

Behind is Agatha, dressed in black mourning clothes and a black veil. She looks like a widowed woman, but her face is as calm as water, as if she doesn't care about anything.

The youngest daughter of Isis was at the back of everyone. She was still naked. Her snow-white bare feet stepped on the metal surface, and she wrapped herself with a big silver-white tail. She tilted her head and smiled, revealing her tip. It has teeth and occasionally moves its long silver ears - it looks more like a fox than a wolf.

She looked left and right with a curious expression, and finally whispered to the dark Kou Hua: "Sister Kou Hua, why does mother seem unhappy?"

Dark Kou Hua snorted coldly and ignored it.

…

The black sphere has completely disappeared.

As if in the blink of an eye, the clear sky returned to the outside of Candebell.

The crystal clusters receded like the tide, and the nightmare insects and dragons also lost their goals and ran into the human fleet randomly - but without orderly command, their demise was only a matter of time.

The exhausted Silver Bay coalition forces on the ground were unable to pursue any further. Many people were slumped on the ground, looking at the disappearing beam of light in the southern sky.

They already knew where Eruin was.

That is the hope of civilization——

The huge fleet slowly turned and changed its formation in the sky, and more and more floating warships began to break away from their original formation and join the pursuit.

The people who were surviving the disaster looked blankly at the scene in front of them.

Little Duke Malvis was kneeling on the ground with a pale face, and a bright-eyed dragon girl was bandaging his wounds, giggling from time to time. Blanc looked back from the distant hill and couldn't help but shake his head when he saw little Malvis like this - he came to save people, but he ended up being saved by the person he wanted to save.

What a shame.

But most of the knights didn't think so. Most of these blood-stained warriors looked at their Lord Duke with reverence - and even a little envy.

The cheers from the direction of Candebel City had already reached far away.

When a sound like a roaring tsunami sounded, everyone here realized that they had won.

yes.

victory--

Magdal stood at the top of the city, covering his mouth, tears already rolling down his face.

Many people cried.

Joyful about surviving a desperate situation, saddened by the loss of close friends in the battle, and grateful for the future that has been saved.

Those were tears of excitement and sadness.

The cry echoed in the wind.

Behold, this is the victory of mortals.

The sword that changes destiny is always firmly held in everyone's hand. The unyielding spirit is the flame of civilization.

Aloz spread his wings and let the dragon's shadow fly across the ground, patrolling the entire battlefield in the sky.

But she seemed a little confused and her face was slightly pale.

Something closely connected in her blood told her something a few minutes ago——

Bahamut is dead.

The era of the golden people is over.

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(ps: Although it is not necessary, I thought about it and asked for a monthly pass. After all, this should be the last time I ask for a monthly pass for this book...) (To be continued.) 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit and read. hospital