Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 34: Invite the Lost Lord
  As the Fisher family continued to move forward through the jungle, everyone asked themselves the most important thing deep in their hearts.

Will we survive?
  Byrne's body was trembling slightly, and he felt extremely nervous, not only because of himself, but also because his father had not come back for a long time.

The great Lord of the Lost conveyed his destiny-like will without sorrow or joy.

He said that the Father had diverted some of his enemies.

When he was fighting side by side with his father, or when he was facing danger alone, Byrne would not feel so nervous, but now he was filled with fear and worry deep in his heart.

He won't die, he definitely won't die. That old guy can survive no matter what, and live to the end. Isn't that always the case?
  Byrne was trembling, and the fear deep in his heart became more and more overwhelming and lingering.

Everyone tried their best to sneak out of the jungle carefully, hoping not to be discovered by the Rhea people. Finally, they left the forest and came to the endless snow.

The sunlight reflected in the snow was like a holy staircase to heaven. No Rhiya people were seen around, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Did we survive?
  However, they soon saw with trembling eyes a dark shadow in the distance.

Everyone's expressions changed completely. The Rhea people's cavalry were coming here, and they even subconsciously wanted to run back into the jungle.

Erin shook her head and said, "No, there are more Rhea people behind us, and we have no chance to go back anyway."

Things have reached a desperate situation, and everyone has to prepare for a desperate fight.

Among the remaining more than seventy people, there are only thirteen guards who can fight. Even if Irene and Byrne are included, there are only fifteen who can be said to be fighting.

The oncoming cavalry numbered more than fifty, and the leading black-armored knight even rode a dark horse with Warcraft blood. He was definitely very powerful.

People almost fell into the deepest despair, crying, screaming, and wailing. The battle was completely lost from the beginning, and there was no need to even try to resist.

"Is everything coming to an end?"

Erin stared at the cavalrymen who were gradually approaching through the snow in the distance. She slowly knelt down on the ground and took a deep breath of the extremely cold air.

No, it won't end.

She closed her eyes and instantly felt like she was back more than five years ago.

At that time, Irene was as helpless as she is now. She suffered from sudden malice and was about to face the most terrifying disaster with her loved ones. If she made one wrong move, she would die without a burial place.

Yes, everything is so similar!
  Erin's face showed nostalgia and piety.

But there is also a difference. At this time, she is no longer as afraid as before, and she will never pray to the so-called gods again!

Regardless of whether the Siyat people or the Rhea people believe in the so-called gods, why do they still kill each other? What else do those superior gods do besides watching with cold eyes?
  The transparent holy object was wrapped in the cloth he held in his arms. What resided inside was the great being that could bring an end to all things and protect the Fisher family from moving forward.

Eileen has already known that only by praying to Him can the Fisher family achieve the desired destiny!
  The Rhea cavalry team got closer and closer, and finally stopped slowly dozens of meters in front of them.

The killing did not start immediately. The leader of the black-armored knight, Baron Burrat Meyer, drove the black horse under his crotch, creating a small amount of electric sparks in the snow.

He came alone a dozen meters in front of the crowd and said in a very calm voice: "Getting involved in things you shouldn't get is a shortcut to death for the weak."

Baron Burrat stretched out his hand, and two flames rose from the surroundings, drawing a blazing wall of fire in the snowy sky to surround everyone present.

He is a blood descendant of the top Meyer family, and possesses the powerful blood heritage of one of the ancient monsters, "Anzenos". Even if he is also a metamorphosis-level powerhouse, few can match him.

"Your death is insignificant. Hand over that treasure. The Meyer family will ascend to the supreme throne of Oden Continent because of you."

Byrne swallowed, and could even feel the warmth in the harsh winter. The scorching wall of fire rising around him made it impossible for everyone to escape. That black-armored knight is definitely a second-level "transformed" transcendent!
  He also possesses extremely powerful bloodline power. He can kill everyone just by raising his hand, and there is no possibility of successful resistance.

Dead end.

But what exactly is the "treasure" the other party is talking about? Could it be...

Byrne couldn't help but look at the transparent bottle wrapped in cloth that Irene was holding in her hand. Could it be that the other person was coming for the Lost Lord from the beginning?

Only Chris looked at the old woman Nada silently. She still held the black iron box tightly and never gave up even for a moment.

The sounds of crying, wailing, and begging for mercy could be heard all of a sudden.

Baron Burrat was condescending and stared at the people surrounded by flames without mercy.

He wanted to solve the problem quickly.

We can't stay any longer, the Dark Iron Duke's death threat is on the way.

Burlat stretched out his hand and shook it slowly. The surrounding wall of fire gradually moved inward. After a while, the dozens of people would be completely reduced to embers.

Everyone collapsed completely, wailing, screaming, begging for mercy, and crying with completely different and completely incompatible voices.

Byrne hugged Chris tightly, looked at Erin who was kneeling on the ground with her eyes closed and praying, and vaguely felt that something was coming.

Chris, Old Raymond, Xiu and others suddenly discovered that Irene was kneeling on the ground and murmuring to herself. There was a kind of mysterious worship in her voice, like the whisper of fate or the last prayer.

"The future He sees will be carried out with His great will. Everything we are experiencing now is just a test given by Him."

Her voice is extremely pious and powerful, and it is a fundamentally unwavering belief.

"Great Lord of the Lost, your will is our destiny. I hope you can listen to my humblest prayer. Soul, body, past, and future. I am willing to dedicate everything that should belong to you!"

"Please forgive my greed. I only ask that you can save the desperate Fisher family, save those who are about to suffer, return cruelty with a cruel blade, and use destruction to wash away the enemies in front of you!"

The flames are about to burn the body, and death is about to come, but Byrne and others are attracted by this scene for some reason.

Erin very calmly removed the cloth wrapping the transparent bottle in her arms and raised it high.

Karl's invisible will was already high in the air, and he saw the colorful lights emerging from the girl's body, including life span, emotion, memory, senses, and wisdom.

He could clearly feel that the black-armored knight was strong enough to withstand a very strong curse, and that the lowest-level "weapon" was not enough to kill the opponent.

And even if he exhausts all the spiritual power he has accumulated now, he still cannot kill all the enemies.

Fortunately, it only consumes spiritual power and not the upper limit of soul capacity, so it will not affect the progress of lifting the seal.

Carl concentrated intently and used all his spiritual power to draw out more white light, until fully half of Erin's long black hair turned into pure white.

The next moment, Irene, Byrne, Chris, and Nada all looked at the sky in astonishment at the same time, with a stormy wave of excitement and admiration in their hearts. They saw endless white light bursting out in the sky, and it was almost daytime. The third sun in!
  It is juxtaposed with the blazing sun and the glowing sun in the sky, and all the colors become more intense!

It's like three days in the sky!

Like a miracle!

(End of this chapter)