Duke of Grief

The dense insects fluttered their wings and flew. They just flew out of the astral channel, and they have already felt the vitality of this world.

Sweet, beautiful, beautiful... These series of words emerge in their barren brains, and their muddy consciousness is full of cravings for these things, which are derived from the body, from the soul, the deepest and most instinctive cravings .

Eat, destroy—these two thoughts fill their minds.

However, under the command of the master, they still chose to fly upward, towards the island suspended in the sky.

The buzzing of the wings fluttered into one piece, continually striking the surrounding void, and the ensuing dotted lines outlined the air, and the astral breath of the stars penetrated from these dotted lines.

The bugs entered the world of Assatom with great swing, they followed the traces of the arcane empire, but even the master of this branch did not expect that the crystal wall of this world broke a big hole, There is no need to expend any force to enter here.

He also rose up to greed and coveted the world!

The war on the floating island has come to an end. The Speaker of the Arcane Council is struggling to support it, and has not yet died, but just now, the remaining three Arcanists have died in the sudden attack of the [Magic Net Spirit] under.

The rest of the arcanists are probably dead. At least in his sight, there is no other arcanist besides him.

At this time, the speaker who could only stand on his staff sighed: "Under the three crowns, your divine power... there is not much left?"

The **** of brilliance held a simple long sword, his body was covered with scars, and he nodded seriously, "There is not much left!"

If it were not for the protection of the civilians of this floating island, in order to maintain the door of the kingdom of God on other parts of the mainland, the divine power of him and the **** of justice could not be consumed so fast.

Orc Lord God’s situation is a little better, but it’s not as good as it is. He consumed a lot of divine power when fighting the demon lord. Even though these powerful divine forces have divine power almost every moment, it’s not On their behalf they can squander at will.

"Is..." The speaker smiled bitterly, loosening his hands clasped with the staff, straightening his back tremblingly, and looking up at the enemies of the empire.

The three gods were reluctant to use divine power to repair their scarred body. The wings behind the black dragon were broken, and their right arm was cut off. They were being treated by the goddess of wealth.

The two legendary mages looked unscathed, but their faces were full of fatigue. Obviously, neither of them had the power to fight anymore.

The arcane empire lost. Their arcanist lost. They were defeated and completely lost...

At this time, he couldn't help but imagine that if they could avoid some mistakes just now, for example, beware of [Magic Net Spirit], and carefully fight these gods and legends, would they still have a chance to win?

Although even he himself thinks this kind of thinking is absurd, because time cannot go back, and he can't come back again, this kind of thinking is meaningless.

But after all... there are still some regrets...

"Sorry?" Serena stepped up from behind, her eyes calmly looking at the last Arcanist, and asked softly.

"There are some regrets." The old man sighed and smiled self-deprecatingly. "But if we are allowed to choose one more time, we will still choose this way. It is good to say that we are stubborn and that we are evil, we are like this. There is no cure for death, and there is no cure. Once a choice is made, it will be carried through to the end. At most... there is only some remorse in the event of failure, and there is nothing else."

Even in the face of death, even in the face of the fact that the Arcane Empire is about to be destroyed, this great Arcanist is still personable. If it was not for Latinia to tell, Serena might not really think that the old man had once done a research Thousands of families have been destroyed.

That’s all happening in the dark. Back then, because of the Arcanist’s existence, creatures in the outer planes often appeared in the Assatom world. Only a little disguise was needed to direct the tracing eyes to the outer planes. surface.

He is a respectable enemy, because he chose to fight to the end in order to protect his empire. Even in the face of death, he did not fear and never succumb to the enemy, but at the same time, he was also a sinful evil villain!

He is full of evil intentions, he is guilty of evil, what he does is outrageous, and the sins committed are overwhelming.

One side of him makes people feel respected, but the other side is pointed by thousands of people.

This situation doesn't just happen to him alone, almost all arcanists look like this-if necessary, they will definitely do everything for their own research.

They are such a paradoxical existence, so they cannot continue to live in this world, let them continue to live, may be the sorrow of this world, the disaster of the weak.

What's more, the love of these arcanists for the arcane empire is only for ‘their own’. For the existence of the ‘arcist’, civilians are nothing but spare materials for them.

The arcane empire is most about the bloodline, civilians will always be civilians, unless selected by the arcanist to become a transcendent, but even so, only the arcanist is the real ruling class, the transcendent is just one of them used to A tool to control a large population.

Therefore, the Arcanist must die, the Arcanist must die, and the Arcane Empire must be destroyed.

But on this basis, if the enemy wants to have a decent death, the **** of brilliance will not refuse.

The speaker sorted out his robe and wiped off the dust on the robe. Even if the clothes were broken, the hair was messy, and his face was ugly, he looked like a polite gentleman.

The corner of his mouth slightly lifted, and the old man showed a relieved smile, and no longer seemed depressed.

His smile was stiff on his face, and from the beginning of his clothes, his body seemed to be desertified, and fluttered away with the wind.

A grain of sand drifted away with the wind and disappeared in front of Cervantes.

With the death of the last speaker of the Arcane Council, the second Austrian-French War ended, and the Arcane Empire was destroyed.

Next, you only need to clean up the remaining arcanists and floating city, the war is really over.

Twenty-three days, from the return of the arcane empire to the destruction, a total of twenty-three days, the arcane empire that returned to the world of Assatom went to ruin.

The eight element furnaces of the floating island are still in operation, supporting this floating island and the other four floating city outer cities. If these eight element furnaces stop working, all these things will fall into the inner sea, there will be Nearly five million people died.

The **** of brilliance and the **** of justice wanted to kill the arcanist, but they did not fight against the civilians of the arcane empire, because they were also some poor people, and the arcanists regarded them as experimental materials and Cultivate a library of alternatives.

Even though they now have a hostile attitude toward the entire Assatom world, the two gods believe that they can reverse the ideas of those civilians, and they will not let those people leave until then.

Those civilians must live in a settlement, which is restricted and cannot be easily left, until the concept is reversed before they can choose to integrate into the world of Assatom.

If you leave them alone, they will only have the ending of ‘death’.

Several large cities need a lot of food, but it is not easy to grow food in the floating city.

That is not what the God of Light and God of Justice want to see. They will take these floating cities and floating islands away from the inner sea area and place them in several places on the mainland, so as to better monitor them.

Once something is wrong, the source must be beheaded, because compared to the civilians of these arcane empire, they are more inclined to protect the people of the Assatom world.

Those who live under their refuge choose to give their faith to them, and they must bear corresponding responsibilities.

If the local residents were injured in order to protect the civilians of the Arcane Empire, wouldn’t it be the case?

The spirits have not been able to relax at this time, because they clearly remembered that while they were still fighting the Arcane Master, there was a very obvious spatiotemporal fluctuation under the floating island.

Except for a very few things, things that enter the Assatom world through that astral channel are very dangerous. Since they are here, they naturally have to look at what it is, if it is dangerous, go Excluded, those things should not be allowed to harm the people of the Assatom world.

Cervantes twisted his stiff neck and said sideways, "Sera, I'll go and see too."

Without waiting for the maid to reply, he moved the right hand that he had just connected, stretched the wings that had just recovered, flapped violently, and rose into the air.

The dragon's hearing is very sensitive, especially the gods.

Suddenly frowned, Black Dragon turned his head to look at the God of Justice. Shen Sheng asked, "Under Karl's crown, do you hear anything?"

His broken eardrums had been repaired long before this, so he could hear those low buzzing clearly.

With the death of the four-winged horned eagle, most of the falcons have left the sky above the floating island, and only a small part of them stay here, and continue to fight with the three angels of the gods.

The buzzing is very different from the sound of the eagle falcon flapping its wings. It is more like the sound made by insects in flight, and the sound is low. If the black dragon does not listen carefully, it can only hear some looming sounds.

However, the body structure of the gods is different from that of humans, so Cervantes tried to confirm that he wanted to know whether it was an illusion of his own.

The God of Justice nodded heavily. "I heard it too. It sounds a bit like the sound of insects flapping their wings, and the speed of flight is very fast...time and space fluctuations? Insects?"

Did the space-time fluctuation just triggered, and what came out of the astral channel was a group of bugs?

Listening to the whisper of the **** of justice, the brows of the **** of brilliance and the orc lord also frowned.

In the vast expanse of stars, there is such a race, they devour everything, they destroy everything, they can use all strength to strengthen themselves, and then quickly grow and morph.

If they are not under the control and control of the'master', they can quickly breed a group that is enough to devour the planet and the world, and then select a master to escape the control of the original master.

They have only one name-"Zerg"!

Even though there are countless branches and ethnic groups in the entire race, their blood is derived from the legendary ‘Mother of Bugs’, a powerful and well-known existence that existed in the age of ancient gods!

Even if it is the master, it will be under the control of the mother of worms. No matter how powerful they are, as long as they are ordered by the mother of worms, even if they are in front of them, it will be difficult to walk out of the ‘Styx’, they will resolutely go.

It is said that the bugs and arthropods of the entire multiverse originated from the ‘Mother of Bugs’. Because of the existence of the worm’s mother, ‘worms’ appeared in the multiverse.

They are the destroyers of the world, they are the devourers of life, and all the lives that pass by will not grow, and all life will be extinct!

The three gods and the black dragon were silent, suddenly increased their flight speed, and quickly flew over the edge of the floating island. At this time, the deafening roar began to bomb their ears~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was a sudden appearance in front of them The black ocean, the sea is undulating, and there seems to be a tide, which is rising in the wind and swaying up.

——Innumerable, dense insects fluttered their wings and rushed towards them. The terrible mouthpieces were clearly visible, constantly opening and closing, as if they were biting something.

Vast and magnificent, comparable to a vast ocean!

After seeing the three gods in the sky, the insects hissed at the same time, and the spiritual energy in the meager soul began to gather.

Each insect has only a small amount of psionic energy, but when these psionic energy begins to gather, it instantly turns into a torrent of soup, silent and roaring, tumbling up and down, rolling forward.

The greedy and powerful ruler saw the existence of the three gods through the group's psionic network, and his desire filled his heart instantly.

The **** of brilliance suddenly opened his eyes wide, subconsciously condensing the holy light, flicking the sword in his hand, a glorious residual moon was chopped out and shot down the island.

The front worms were swept away by this sword, but after a while, they looked intact and more and more!

The torrent of psionic energy slammed into the sky and suddenly hit the divine shield constructed by the **** of justice, shaking the indestructible barrier.

Looking at this scene, Cervantes couldn't help scalp tingling.

Each worm is bigger than a normal hound. Its muscles and limbs are exposed directly without any carapace. It looks like a bunch of dark red muscles, and waves and waves surge up like a tide. .

They have just ended their battle with the Arcane Empire and are in poor condition!

The **** of brilliance thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and said: "Temporarily retreat and move the floating city and the island back. We cannot sit back and watch civilians eaten by these insects!"

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