Chapter 631 Doomsday

Latest website: Since mankind lit the sacred fire, the Royal City has been the pillar of their souls, the source of their faith, and their greatest sustenance for survival in this dark world.

The construction of all order comes from the royal city, which is the absolute core of the human kingdom.

Because of this, rescuing the Royal City has a supreme and special status in the hearts of all humans. It is the most fundamental duty of warriors, the highest honor of the strong, and the ultimate crown in all dreams.

There is no doubt that the decision to rescue the royal city has been unanimously recognized by everyone.

Therefore, Ifra once again used the "shelter" ability to temporarily place the more than 100,000 civilians and seriously injured people in a relatively safe place, and then made simple repairs.

Rhodes took out a lot of psychic potions to restore their psychic powers and treat their injuries.

Horus and several bishops worked hard to treat the injured.

Lister quickly explored the surrounding environment and found more lost people.

About an hour later.

Ifra recovered from deep meditation. Although her spiritual power was far from its peak, it was much better than before.

Looking around, most of the wounded have recovered to a state where they can fight, and those who cannot fight are forced to stay where they are.

It can be seen that they are quite unwilling.

"Everyone."

Ifra said to the seriously wounded in a calm voice:

"I can understand your feelings, but unnecessary sacrifices are meaningless. Survival is also a contribution to mankind. If you stay here, one day you can go into battle to kill monsters."

Although the seriously injured were still a little regretful, they could understand it. They said in unison: "May the fire illuminate everything, and may victory be with you."

Ifra solemnly said: "My body is immortal and my fire will last forever!"

The air became solemn unconsciously, and although everyone in Trolian could not understand it, they felt the change in the atmosphere.

No one spoke, and under the flickering firelight, the soldiers stood up one after another and set off towards the Royal City of Saint Reyer.

The civilians and wounded who were left behind sent their blessings with their eyes.

Among the departing team were the Saint Efra, the Guardian Knight Weir, the White Priest Lance, the Great Shepherd Percival, and 206 warriors.

Coupled with Trorian's Qingyu, Rhodes, Jeraba, Pebela, Red Queen, Horus, Lister, and 35 high-level combatants, the entire force was formed.

For Wang Cheng, this should also be a force that cannot be underestimated.

If the royal city is really in a hard fight, their arrival will definitely tilt the balance of victory a lot towards humans.

Rhodes was constantly taking stock of his inventory and calculating his cards.

There is no doubt that this will be the most important battle of his trip to Saint-Reil, and he must put everything on the line.

Items that have been stored for a long time have come to be used.

The existing 63 points of divinity are his biggest trump card.

Rhodes was excited and worried at the same time, not knowing what kind of future they would face.

The rest of the team was the same as Rhodes.

Driven by such emotions, everyone broke out at 200% speed.

Ifra also specially used the characteristic "Great Feather Wind" to summon strong winds to surround everyone, covering their figures and movements, and driving them as close as possible to her speed.

Soon, they entered the hinterland of Saint Rey.

Along the way, they still only saw occupied towns, human settlements submerged in black mist, and countless living corpses.

At the foot of the royal city, there was such a scene, and everyone's heart sank.

This shows that the crisis encountered by the royal city may be more serious than imagined, and even to the extent that it has no time to take care of its surroundings.

Everyone quickened their pace again.

Horus carried a blood lantern along the way, always paying attention to whether there were any living creatures around him.

But it is a pity that the arrow made of blood has never been formed on the blood lantern.

This added to the gloom in everyone's mind.

Ifra said: "Even if the rift of the abyss opens directly in the center of the royal city, and the ancient god descends from it, there will definitely be someone who can escape from the royal city. It is impossible not to meet someone!"

While Lance was drinking Rhode's psychic potion, he said: "As long as we meet one person, we will know what happened in the royal city!"

Weier was also drinking psionic potions, and their psionic powers had almost been replenished:

"Lance is right. His Majesty the Pope is probably confronting the ancient gods. If we rush in rashly, it may affect His Majesty's battle."

Rhodes translated their words, and Qingyu, Horus and others also expressed their agreement.

"Yes, a battle of this level is not something we can participate in."

Horus recalled: "I remember the king once said that he once encountered an extremely powerful existence in the spiritual world. He concentrated all his energy to confront it. During those seven days, he could not sense anything, and there was only The final result of the existence of that dark monster was that he forced the monster away. Wang said that was the closest he felt to destruction. "

Qingyu nodded slightly: "I also remember this incident. The king of Saint Rael may have encountered the same predicament as our king."

Jelaba asked: "Brother Rhodes, can you kill the ancient god if you take out your soul?"

Rhodes scratched his head: "I don't know... I have never taken out an ancient god, but if the difference in soul strength is too big, even if I succeed, I won't be able to succeed, and it may cause backlash."

Jelaba nodded and said in a deep voice:

"It's a pity, but it's understandable. No power is unrestricted. No power comes without price. The principle of exchange is always equal... But maybe we don't have to face true king-level enemies to eliminate other threats. , is the greatest help to Saint Rey.”

Everyone nodded in agreement, only Horus objected:

"Don't replace reality with your imagination. We still don't know what is going on in the royal city of Saint Rey. Have you forgotten the content of the "High School Strategy Course"? You guys who are ignorant and incompetent, give me extra lessons when you get back!"

No one refuted. Although they were all sons of fire, Horus was senior and was an archbishop, so no one was willing to argue with him.

What's more, what he said makes sense.

As a result, everyone focused more energy on observation, but still didn't gain much.

It wasn't until they were about 600,000 yards away from Saint Rey King's City that Rhodes suddenly saw a light of fire, looming in the thick black fog.

"I saw!"

Rhodes shouted.

"There's someone on the left front!"

Everyone immediately cheered up and quickened their pace.

Soon, they felt it too.

The fierce spiritual energy fluctuations were an ongoing cruel battle.

Ifra's eyes widened for a moment and she shouted urgently: "It's Lord Maude! Lord Maude is in front!"

When Rhodes saw Weir, Lance, Percival, and the Saint Rey warriors, their eyes suddenly lit up. The haze and worry hidden in his eyes were mostly dispelled by the light of hope. It seemed that "Mode" There is something strangely magical about this name.

"Lord Maud...who is it?"

Percival raised his head, and his old face was no longer gray, but instead glowed with a strange brilliance:

"Lord Maude is our first bishop. He is the right-hand man under the Pope's crown, the second holy position in the Holy White Church, and the person closest to the true king among all of us."

"Lord Maud rarely leaves the royal city unless there is something particularly important."

Weier shouted excitedly: "His appearance here may indicate that the crisis in the royal city has ended. His Majesty the Pope has sent him to clean up the surrounding areas and recover the fallen towns."

Lance suppressed his ecstasy and said, "No matter what, as long as I see him, everything will be clear."

The strong wind howled, and Ifra quickened her pace, Rhodes' speed was also driven up. He felt very complicated in his heart. He had been prepared for a bloody battle, but he didn't expect that the crisis was likely to be eliminated.

Of course, this cannot but be said to be a good thing, nor does it mean that the opportunity to obtain divinity is lost.

On the contrary, in the further future, he may obtain more divinity.

Rhodes breathed out, quickened his pace, and kept up with Efra's speed.

Soon, he saw clearly that it was not a small team, but a very large team, about hundreds of thousands of people, running desperately in the darkness, and many people were even squeezed out of the light of the fire. It was quickly corroded by the black mist and turned into a living corpse.

A figure shrouded in white fog was fighting a monster that no one had ever seen before.

The size of the monster is not large, only about four to five yards, no more than the height of two people.

Their lower bodies are a mist, suspended in mid-air, with sharp claws that are at least two yards in length.

The monster's whole body was shrouded in black mist, and super powerful spiritual energy fluctuations were released from its body. However, the figure shrouded in white mist did not fall behind. He waved a heavy fist wrapped in white mist, withstanding the monster's attack. attack.

The collision of each blow will trigger a tsunami-like spiritual energy fluctuation.

Liszt exclaimed: "2.8 million psychic fluctuations! Oh my God, I have never seen such a terrifying monster!"

An expression of extreme surprise appeared on Evra's face, and she shouted: "Lord Maud, I'm here to help you!"

The figure suddenly turned into a ray of light and came to the top of the team.

The next moment, thousands of golden lights burst out, the black mist was instantly dispersed, and the power of darkness was suppressed.

The black ghost let out a fierce wail, and was punched by the white figure, whose sharp claws were broken and passed through the chest.

Amid the fierce wailing, the ghosts quickly dissipated and became invisible.

The crisis was thus resolved.

Ifra shouted excitedly: "Lord Maud, it's us, we are here to support the royal city!"

The white mist dissipated, revealing an old face full of wrinkles. Two deep nasolabial lines fell along the wings of his nose, breaking the wrinkles like two canyons, and giving this face an indescribable look. Majestic and severe.

The fog stopped only falling on his neck, and most of his body was still surrounded by fog.

After seeing Efra, his eyes only flashed with joy for a short time, and then returned to calm.

"Where's Suffolk?"

he asked sternly.

"What happened to Sword City?"

Ifra said softly: "Lord Maud, Suffok unfortunately died and fell into darkness, but has been purified and his soul rests in peace. Sword City was attacked by the abyss and was isolated inside and outside. I could only abandon the city in the end. Survivors There are less than a million, and there are no more than a thousand warriors.”

"who are they?"

Mod's eyes immediately moved to Rhodes's face, passing over Pebela, Jelaba, and the Red Queen's faces, and finally landed on Qingyu.

"Another Fire Chosen One? Or one of the orderly level?"

Ifra said happily: "Lord Maud, the legend is true. There are other survivors in the Dark Age!"

"What?"

For the first time, Mod's expression changed drastically. He suddenly squeezed Evra's arms with such force that the latter had to open up her psychic defense.

"What did you say? Say it again?"

Ivra suppressed her excitement and said: "They came from the distant Trorian, another city of the Lord of Fire. They crossed a distance of more than 8,000 yards before they found us!"

The wrinkles on Maude's face opened like chrysanthemums blooming, and she asked eagerly: "How many kings do they have? How many true kings are they? How many have come? Can they still come?"

Ifra looked slightly embarrassed and whispered.

"Lord Maud, Trorian is a royal city that has suffered many disasters. They have experienced several mass extinctions, and the current generation has just recovered from the disaster more than two hundred years ago."

Rhodes coughed and said: "Lord Maud, we have five Herrschers who are the most powerful warriors in our kingdom. I'm sorry, but our power is not strong enough. There is no true king born yet, a king-level one." There are only two combatants..."

At this moment, Rhodes clearly saw the overwhelming disappointment on Mod's face, so much so that he retracted his words.

However, Efra was still extremely excited and asked eagerly: "Lord Maud, are there any threats in the royal city?"

Maud replied in an indistinguishable tone: "Yes."

Ifra said anxiously: "Then let's go to the aid of the Royal City quickly. With our help..."

"No. "

Ifra was surprised: "Why?"

Maude glanced at her, her eyes were gray, without any emotion, only unspeakable emptiness.

"The royal city has been destroyed."

Like a thunderbolt in the sky, everyone opened their eyes wide and their minds went blank, unable to believe what they heard.

Ifra almost suspected that she heard wrongly: "You, what did you say? Wangcheng, what happened to Wangcheng?"

Maud said in a quiet, desperate, lifeless voice.

"The royal city is destroyed, Saint Rey is overturned, and mankind is about to enter its end."

"We're fucked."