Chapter 455 Two Colins?
There are very few platinum-level knights who can hold back amethyst-level warriors for so long.
Even if this amethyst-level powerhouse has just broken through, even if he is a "spiritual professional" who is not good at frontal combat.
On the distant battlefield, Campbell's Citizen Cavalry fought bravely against the enemy, and under the leadership of Teresa, they felt like they were in no man's land!
There are also the Campbell soldiers who are advancing in an orderly manner. They are also encouraged by the renewed sound of cannons to fight the enemy bravely.
The bandits wearing green hats and the slave rats wielding slings launched round after round of fearless attacks, but in the end they were defeated by the rounds of gunfire.
There is no doubt that Irene gained this with her own sacrifice.
This generation of holders of the "Light of Praise" is as worthy of the name of a hero as her predecessors, just like the epic poem passed down by the Campbell people from generation to generation - the grand dukes of Campbell will always stand up when their people need them most, fulfilling the oath and bravery of knights!
With this heroic deed, she has achieved her own legend! Even if she passes away at this moment, her soul will achieve eternity in the name of legend.
As long as there is one Campbell left in the world, she will not really "die" from this world."
The heroic knight finally exhausted his last bit of strength and fell down, while a shining golden wand was raised at the same time.
Just when the latter was shocked that the "Light of Praise" could not only summon the power of the ancestors to possess them, but also pull the ancestors out of the coffin, "Colin", bathed in the holy light, had already chanted the first spell.
The short chant was completed in an instant, and boiling flames rushed through the dark woods like a torrent.
Rolandal didn't have time to think about what happened. His index finger quickly plucked the strings, and a translucent ripple swayed forward with a "Dang!" sound!
Spiritual spells are not only effective on people, they can also be used to dismantle already formed spells.
The moment the prairie fire came into contact with the translucent ripples, it disintegrated like broken glass!
"Even a platinum-level spell wants to defeat me, even if you call out all the ancestors - before he finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank and his body turned into a shadow.
At the same time, in the flames that shattered like glass, golden swords rushed forward like fire phoenixes that broke out of their shells!< br/>
The unfathomable magician did not just chant a spell, but used flames as a blindfold to hide the sacred spear in the boiling fire!
This is also an illusion.
It’s just that it is not an illusion created by spiritual magic, but a strategy set by human wisdom.
However, he was still one step away after all, and was dodged by the cunning Rolandal.
If this blow can hit, even if it cannot kill the Chosen God of Chaos, it will definitely inflict heavy damage on it.
Amethyst level is just a stronger transcendent in the end, it does not mean that it will not die.
Let alone the Amethyst level, even demigods have fallen into the hands of mortals, but after that that person has become a new demigod.
Rolandal was obviously aware of the danger of the previous move, and his arrogant smile was suddenly distorted again by the wolf fox. "A mere insect dares to stretch its claws towards me——"
He stepped back more than ten meters and quickly plucked the strings with his index finger. The sharp mental ripples turned into blades that were like entities, and he flew towards the mysterious magician.
Colin didn't even look at it. The corners of his tight mouth curled up into a playful smile, and then he compiled the third spell.
"Holy Judgment!"
At the same time as his voice fell, a series of physical spiritual ripples had hit his chest, and then penetrated without any hindrance.
Rolandal's eyes were so wide that they almost bulged out. He obviously didn't expect that his mental attack had no effect at all and actually passed through!
Even if that guy is not a living person, but a summoned object or mirror image summoned by magic, there is no way he will not be affected at all like this!
Before he could think about what was going on, the majestic holy light fell from the sky like a heavy punch, hitting the place where he stood half a second ago!
ceded by a deep, scorched pit on the flat ground!
Rolandal played the strings quickly while looking at the motionless figure standing in the holy light.
Obviously, although this Chosen One of Chaos has tested the depth of the "Light of Praise", he is still confused about the nature of its power.
It is not an existence summoned by magic, or even different from all extraordinary powers, but goes straight to the essence of all miracles, that is, the power of faith!
The person standing in front of him at this moment was not anyone on the Campbell family tree, but the incarnation of thousands of Campbell people’s spiritual totems!
Although his strength is determined by Irene's strength, the artifact "Light of Psalm" itself contains the legendary seed that represents the "Power of the Grandmaster"!
In other words, he is not fighting one person, but the legend in the hearts of all Campbell people!
It cannot be killed!
But Rolandal is a smart man after all. He gradually realized that this body condensed by the light of praise is probably invincible. If he wants to destroy it, he must kill Irene.
However, the "ancestor" was very smart and saw through his thoughts at a glance.
At the moment when Rolandal was manipulating a black shadow to project towards Irene, the wand that was ready to go quietly waved, summoning a hurricane to lift Irene's body and carry it to a place a hundred meters away.
Rolandal wanted to catch up, but dozens of spears made of holy light fell from the sky, blocking his path like a cage.
Although the attack was not considered ferocious in his opinion, it still caused him huge trouble.
That's not all—
That annoying little devil didn't just watch, but kept throwing seven-inch daggers to harass his attacks. Although the damage was limited, it was extremely insulting.
Especially because this guy is extremely flexible and can hide and run around. And whenever he wanted to use mental magic to shoot it down, the golden wand would weave strange and changeable spells at critical moments, forcing him to muster his mental power to resist!
Rolandal's expression became more and more ferocious, and he no longer cared about the living sacrifice offered to Urgos.
He wants them all to die now!
..I originally wanted to send you to the eternal kingdom of heaven, but it seems that you don’t belong there, but I’m forcing you to do something difficult.” br/> "Let the blood of your guts be used to write the music of our Lord's kingdom of heaven!"
His index finger and thumb pinched one of the thickest strings, suddenly pulled it hard, and then suddenly let it go!
The low sound of the piano, after fused with his mental power, was like a heavy hammer a hundred meters wide hitting his feet.
The invisible hammer blow turned into tangible pressure. The hundred-meter-square forest seemed to have been hit by a slap. Every tree was broken inch by inch, and was destroyed along with the sunken ground!
Facing this indiscriminate range attack, Sissi was hit on the back, unable to dodge. Her eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot eyes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth, like a kite falling from the sky with its string broken.
She felt as if her internal organs were mixed together, and she almost lost her breath in pain.
Is this an amethyst-level powerhouse?
It’s really scary!
With her peak platinum-level strength, she actually couldn't even take a single blow...
A smile of success flashed across Rolandal's face, and she finally got rid of this annoying bat.
However, before he could be happy for two seconds, the proud smile froze on his face.
In the noisy dust, a familiar figure was standing there, holding the bat he had just shot down in his arms.
Hence, he turned around suddenly, glanced at the figure standing in the holy light not far away, and then quickly turned his head to look at the figure standing in the billowing dust in front of him.
The two faces are exactly the same!
How can there be two ancestors of the Campbell people? !
It was not just Rolandal who was surprised. To be honest, Luo Yan was also quite surprised. As soon as he flew over with the Butterfly of All Things, he saw another version of himself.
It is really thought-provoking that two Colins appeared in the same place.
However, with his intelligence, he could guess in an instant that it must be the ever-changing Light of Praise.
It’s just that he really didn’t expect that Irene’s miracle would be him.
This is really...—too sinful.
"Lord Demon King——"
Feeling a warmth flow into her body, Sissi, who was in a daze, gradually woke up.
When he saw that calm and majestic face, his wine-red eyes were immediately filled with mist, and he could no longer hold back the majesty that belonged to the Queen of the Nightmare Land.
It hurts too much.
Had it not been for the fact that there was no one around who cared about her, she would have been unable to hold back her tears.
Although the little devils are small in size, they have no fewer neurons than humans, especially in terms of sensitivity. This is why they are good at mental strength.
“I’m sorry, Your Majesty—I have shown you the shameful side of my concubine. Please forget what happened just now.” Resisting the urge to cry, Sissi bit her trembling lips and lowered her eyes stubbornly.
After curing Sissi's internal injuries, Luo Yan dispersed the netherworld energy in his palms and healed the wounds in her heart with a tone of approval.
"I don't think that is a shameful aspect. On the contrary, your loyalty and bravery are deeply imprinted in my mind. I'm afraid I will never forget it in my life."
"You, do you really think so? Isn't it to comfort me? Listening to the suddenly uncomfortable voice, Luo Yan smiled gently and touched Qianqian's red forehead with his index finger.
"Of course, I never lie."
The moment his voice fell, a transparent ripple penetrated his body.
But what was penetrated was just an afterimage.
At this moment, Rolandal discovered to his surprise that his mental power could no longer sense the existence of that guy!
It was as if he had completely disappeared from the world, leaving only a dancing butterfly flying under the shadow of the tree.
He raised his hand and tore the gorgeously colored butterfly into pieces, but did not let the figure of the man reappear.
More than that - the broken butterfly was like a burst soap bubble, not even a piece of debris was left behind, as if everything was just his illusion.
What kind of magic is this? !
Humbling in the dark suddenly emerged in his sea of consciousness.
Under normal circumstances, he would not come out unless he was also surprised.
The power of the mist may be that he is a mad whisperer, or it may be a coincidence, but no matter what it is, it is better for you to solve the trouble in front of you first."
The whisper in the dark dropped a sentence without saltiness, and then disappeared from his sea of consciousness again.
Urges rarely talks directly to his believers, because they are all his sacrifices, and he doesn't even care about whether they win or lose, he only cares about how pleasant the sacrifices they can bring him.
Rolandal did not dare to neglect, because just when he was stunned, the "replica" standing in the holy light had already released a spell on him.
The whistling light shot towards him like lightning. Although it was quickly stopped by the sound of the piano he played, another bone spear fell from the sky and shot at his back.
The speeding bone spear was like a cannonball, creating ripples on the shield he had propped up!
The "replica" standing in the holy light had a look of surprise on his face, but he didn't think much about it. He still regarded Rolandal as the priority target to be solved, and continued to weave sacred spells to attack him.
"I hate it when others take action when I haven't finished what I said, Mr. Rolandal."
"Who are you? Your Majesty? Which Your Majesty?" Rolandal freed up his hands to defend himself while searching for the source of the sound, his eyes darting around quickly.
The voice that seemed to come from the void smiled softly.
"Don't think that I can't do anything to you because you are hiding in the dark! Those bone spears just now have exposed your depth. If I guessed correctly, you should be at the diamond level? Haha, even a mere diamond dares to act wild in front of me!"
The voice that seemed to come from the void paused for two seconds, and Youyou said the next sentence.
"It's true that I'm a diamond, but you, the amethyst level, don't seem to be much stronger."
Rolandal was stunned for a moment, his face was still furious, but he became alert in his heart.
His strength is indeed something he picked up for free, and this sentence really touches on his pain point.
Although the God's Choice of the Eternal Hungry Claw and the God's Choice of the Flame of Destruction both exchange killing for the power of Chaos, their sacrificial rituals are essentially different.
The former places more emphasis on the results of killing and actual plunder, while the latter places more emphasis on the process of killing and the results of destruction.
To make an inappropriate but vivid metaphor, the former is more like a tyrant lord, while the latter is more like a gladiator in the Colosseum.
In the sacrifice of the Eternal Hungry Claw, the brave and foolhardy guys are often the first to die. Only guys like Rolandal, who are extremely insidious and cunning, hiding behind friendly forces to save themselves and devour the friendly forces' results, will enter the final round to compete for the real God's Chosen One.
Even if the chosen one is just a bloated giant, he is not worthy of having the power in his hands, and it is difficult to compete with the real heroes.
But what does this article have to do with the great Urgos?
The iron-clad "Claws of Eternal Hungry" and the flowing "Desperator" are terrifying not because they are powerful, but because their servants are like cockroaches and cannot be killed by traditional methods.
Rolandal is such an existence, a giant rat that is put on the altar by believers.
Luo Yan could clearly see that although the twisted soul fire was huge, it had no quality to match it, and it was even inferior to Missy.
His ability to become stronger is purely due to Urgos's twisted "aesthetics".
In comparison, Elder Zakro is not as strong as this guy, but the pressure he puts on him is much greater than this.
Of course, it may just be that he has become stronger, and is no longer the weak self he once was.
The dense forest several kilometers away.
Luo Yan, who had just finished casting a round of spells, handed the red-faced Sissi to Youxi and Missy, and was replaced by the two little guys with worried faces.
Although they also suffered some injuries, they were not serious. They just had a mental impact and could just take a rest.
But to be honest -
It was also the first time for Yousi and Missi to see such a cute King Sissi. They almost thought that the Demon King had made a mistake. Looking at these little devils of wolves and foxes, Luo Yan said with a hint of apology.
"I'm sorry, I came a step too late, leaving you to face that scary guy alone."
Yusi and Missy shut their mouths tremblingly, trying to reduce their sense of presence, but they did not dare to answer the Demon King's words.
This is not because they are worried, but simply because they are afraid that when Queen Sissi revisits this memory over and over again, they remember that they were also present at the time and saw her "embarrassing" appearance.
That was really terrible.
In order to maintain his majesty, their king would do anything.
In order to make them forget what they did when they were drunk and acting crazy, they personally went to the cave to collect various colorful mushrooms, and then treated them to mushroom soup -··
Fortunately, the little devil has super resistance to poisonous mushrooms, so it did not poison anyone.
Missi still remembers that the entire Nightmare Land was immersed in "wonderful dreams" that day, which ended with all of them declaring in unison that they had lost their memory.
That was a disaster.
Hence without realizing the strange look in the eyes of her subordinates, Sissi coughed lightly and spoke softly.
"No - you're here just in time, please teach that annoying bug a lesson for me, and crush that guy who dares to offend your majesty!"
Aside from the arrogant words, that was not her usual voice.
Yusi and Missy had goosebumps all over their bodies, but for the sake of their own lives, they still tried their best to close their mouths and did not dare to breathe.
"Don't worry, no one can escape unscathed after hurting my loyal subordinates."
Luo Yan smiled and left a word of comfort, and then his figure flashed, turning into a colorful butterfly and flying away in Sissi's heart-beating eyes.
At the same time, several kilometers away.
The furious Rolandal finally broke through the heavy spells woven by "Colin" with his wand, and was about to take down the unconscious Irene when a faint green light suddenly flashed and intercepted his spell impartially.
"The Cursed Spirit!"
Those are thousands of distorted faces. They were like dead souls entangled with each other, compressed in a huge wall that shone with light.
At the moment when the two spells collided, the green light shattered instantly, and thousands of fierce ghosts were released, roaring like mad dogs and biting the surroundings!
Feeling the backlash of mental energy coming towards him, Rolandal hurriedly lifted the spell and dodged back.
Although it was not difficult to catch this spell, he did not dare to bet on whether there was something else hidden behind the spell.
The black light that rushed towards Irene turned into smoke and dispersed, just before it came into contact with her armor.
It was at this moment that Rolandal finally saw the figure standing under the shadow of the tree!
His pupils shrank slightly.
When did this guy come back? !
He didn’t even notice it at all!
Without giving Rolandal time to breathe, Luo Yan continued to wave the wand in his hand and cast a second spell on him.
At the moment when his last syllable fell, the lonely ghosts scattered around seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand, and flew back to the surroundings of Rolandal like birds returning to their nests.
Have never seen such a weird spell before, Rolandal's heart suddenly became alarmed, and he quickly plucked the strings to build a mental barrier for defense.
Seeing this guy's approach as if facing a formidable enemy, Luo Yan's lips curled up into a smile.
As he expected, although this guy had risen to the Amethyst level, the strongest opponent he encountered was probably only platinum level.
But what’s different about him is that when he was still at the Silver level, he had already fought against the Amethyst-level powerhouse!
The returning souls did not pounce on the spiritual barrier built by Rolandal, but instead plunged into the ground beneath his feet!
Before Rolandal could react to what was happening, the ground beneath his feet felt as if it had been boiled. Thousands of skeleton arms suddenly surged out, swallowing up the entire forest!
The legions of the undead are awakening from their long slumber. They will follow the king from hell and conquer the mortal lands!
Looking at the sea of skeletons emerging like a tide, Rolandal was really stunned for a few seconds, but he soon laughed out loud, "Hahaha! What do I think you are going to do? Do you expect to use these bastards to deal with me?"
What can a group of skeleton soldiers that are no more than adamantine-grade at best except frighten him?
Luo Yan smiled slightly, and in a flash, he landed next to Irene and carried her on his shoulders.
This guy's armor is quite heavy.
If he hadn't cast a dozen bonus buffs on him in advance, he probably wouldn't be able to carry her, which would be too embarrassing.
"Colin" standing in the holy light looked at him and seemed not to feel the hostility in him, so he did not stop him, but safely handed everything over to him.
Honestly speaking, this feeling is very strange. After all, that handsome face clearly belongs to me, but at this moment, I am telling him with my eyes that I leave it to you. 》
Luo Yan did not answer because he did not have time to do so.
Each of his spells are pre-designed and connected with each other to form a whole game.
At the same time that the two of them completed the handover, he raised the wand and swung it downward again, summoning all the magic power in his body and softly spit out the last spell.
Looking at the violently contracting soul fire in the skulls, Rolandal's expression changed instantly.
However, it was already too late.
Just the moment Luo Yan's figure disappeared again, the explosion of fire instantly engulfed the forest with a radius of nearly one kilometer!
The air waves and bone fragments of the explosion wiped out entire forests from the map in an instant, and instantly penetrated the defense Rolandal had built to resist mental attacks!
After all, it was not a mental attack at all, but a physical attack superimposed with fire attribute magic!
If Rolandal was in his prime state, he might be able to barely withstand this sudden explosion, but the previous battle had already consumed too much of his magic power.
There was no time to let out a scream, and the fire from the explosion had already torn his body into pieces.
Before he could cast a spell to save himself, the bone spears made of bone powder all over the sky had penetrated his broken body like a thousand knives.
With pupils as wide as blood holes, Rolandal was lifted in the air by thousands of bone spears and finally breathed his last breath, and his soul returned to the nest far away from the earth.
The deafening sound of the explosion spread to the battlefield several kilometers away. The two armies that were fighting were startled by the fire that shot up into the sky. Many soldiers even stopped what they were doing and stared blankly there.
What happened?
No one knows.
Except Theresa, who watched Irene rush into the forest and vaguely guessed something, most people had blank expressions on their faces.
Including the rat man who was startled.
Although she was anxious, Teresa knew that now was not the time to worry about Her Highness Irene.
She gritted her teeth, raised the blood-stained lance in her hand, and shouted loudly at the citizen cavalry behind her.
"It's the magic of Saint Sith! The Holy Light is on our side! For the sake of glory and faith! Come up with me! Drive these demons from the abyss back into the abyss!"
No matter who wins the victory in the forest, she must do the only thing she can do now!
That is to win the frontal battlefield victory!
As to whose miracle that deafening explosion belonged to, it didn't matter to them at all.
All they can do is believe!
And unity!
The exhausted Citizen Cavalry roared again, threw away the broken lance, drew out the long sword, and charged towards the flank of the Green Forest Army menacingly.
Looking at this group of cavalry with divine help, the Green Forest Army, whose morale was already shaky, finally began to collapse, and the crooked front line shattered backwards like an avalanche.
Like the fleeing rat-men.
They cannot give the enemy a chance to gather the remaining troops!
If they are allowed to escape into the mouse hole again, it won't be long before these apostles of chaos will come back with the weapons supported by the rat men!
The winner of the frontal battlefield has been decided, and Teresa, who was covered in blood, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if Rolandal is still alive now, there will definitely be nothing he can do in the face of a devastating defeat.
What matters now is Her Highness Irene!
"Come with Ren!"
Yelling at the chaotic cavalry, Teresa kicked her in the stomach hard and led two hundred cavalry towards the dusty forest.
The dwarf lord who was fighting alongside the Campbells not far away saw this and climbed onto the goat, yelling and chasing after him.
"Let me be with you all!"
Although he felt a little guilty when facing the Chosen God of Chaos, he could not look at his allies as if they were going to die.
Haohu has platinum level strength, and he also has the protection given by the Book of Hatred and the artifact given by the dwarf Wan.
As long as the opponent is not a strong demigod, he still has a chance to survive two moves.
Theresa refused, waiting for the dwarf lord to rush to her side, unite her troops and fight into the forest.
However, when she was killed in the forest, she did not see her respected Highness at the same time. She only saw the corpses and burnt marks all over the ground.
"Your Highness!" She shouted loudly, looking around with an anxious expression on her face.
"——At least our enemies are not here. Maybe she won, but she just fainted with too much force." The dwarf lord muttered, although he felt that this sentence could not convince himself.
There is no price for wielding the Praise, but what kind of price is enough for a platinum-level knight to defeat the Chosen of Chaos who is suspected to have amethyst-level strength?
It's hard to say how strong he is compared to Aaron Tycoon's old rival, Reggie Dragon Mowan.
In order to defeat Reggie Dragon, the tycoon burned his own life as the price.
Theresa bit her lip tightly, her face turned slightly pale, and she turned around and shouted to her men.
"Bo Kai! His Highness should find her nearby!"
"Yes!"
The cavalry responded to the order and rushed around, searching for Irene's horse.
"Let anyone come and help." The dwarf lord said nothing and returned to the battlefield on his goat mount, calling for his men to come over and help find people.
Although the dwarves have a bit of trouble with their legs, they have a keen sense of smell. At least they can smell the smell of rats and prevent the ratmen from ambushing the Lord of Campbell.
In the forest, a dark figure stood on the edge of the tree, overlooking the busy figures in silence.
Although I don’t understand why Lord Mo Gong is chopping these humans to death, Thanos has now completely transformed into Lord Mo Kui and will no longer question any orders issued by Lord Mo Kui.
Of course, he can swear to the devil. He has questioned it before, and at most he just muttered a few words in his heart.
"Campbell's cavalry seems to be very worried. Considering that they are almost exhausted, do you need to let them sleep for a while?
Your Majesty, Ren."
Thanos whispered to the butterfly on his wrist, his expression respectful like a loyal dog.
The butterfly flapped its wings. He remembered Lord Mowan’s instructions, which meant shaking his head.
"Don't do unnecessary things."
Thanos chin slightly, regretting for a second that his trump card was not available.
It's a pity.
The old woman has reached diamond level again, and she is obviously close to breaking through.
"As you command, Your Majesty."
Leaving these words, Thanos retreated into the shadows, seemed to withdraw from the scene of the sky explosion, and continued to monitor the Campbell position——...