Heart of the Castle

Chapter 469 The Griffin Shows Its Power, Brilliant Victory

The strange stick-shaped object fell downwards at an astonishingly high speed, and in the process of falling, the speed was still increasing crazily.The air in front was torn apart into a clearly visible white air wave. The tumbling air rubbed against the steel, forming a deafening and sharp whistling sound, and there was a long trail of flames trailing behind it. Like a falling meteorite.

Aztec, the lord of ghosts, raised his head and looked up, and the other accusers did the same. Although many of them were archmages who had experienced a long time and were well-informed, they all felt the same from the bottom of their hearts. Confused, not knowing exactly what fell down.

A hair-thin black light shot out towards the sky, and then turned into a light gray mist. It was Baiola, the pale lord, who cast his unique perception spell—poison spell detection.Aztec, the lord of the ghosts, also launched the dark detection magic - the chain of souls. A dark green shadow flew out of his large and luxurious robes of the great magister. The translucent body was almost exactly similar to that of Aztec. .The Ghost Lord then pointed towards the air, and the shadow immediately turned into a ball of undead flames and disappeared in the air. When it reappeared, it had surpassed the gray mist formed by the detection of the poisonous curse, and blocked the strange black flame first. giant column.

"It seems to be metal... oh! Withered hope!" The ghost lord cursed in a low voice, "Could it really be a meteorite? How could the temperature be so high that even the soul division I forged with the undead flames was destroyed?" Destroyed."

Baiola the Pale Lord was about to laugh, when the dark green flames in the hollow eye sockets suddenly shrunk to a small spot, that feeling of fear could not be stopped even by a thick strip of linen cloth. "Stop that thing! Quick, find a way!" His voice carried a sense of panic that had never existed in that shriveled body.

"Stop it? How to stop it? That thing is at an altitude of thousands of meters." Aztec shrugged his bony shoulders, and seemed very indifferent to his companion's reaction, "If Andusias, the lord of fel energy, still If it is here, his Bone Wyvern pet can try to block it, but judging by the size of that thing, the Bone Wyvern might be smashed into pieces right? "

"Then let's get out of here quickly!" Biola looked at the giant pillar falling down with flames in the air, and his tone became extremely anxious, "Must, immediately, as soon as possible!"

The Ghost Lord finally noticed the unusual behavior of his companion, "Brother Biola, what did you find out?" He asked curiously, because in his memory, the mummy king had never been so panic-stricken. disturbed.

"I didn't find anything, but the Whispers of the Dead issued a warning!" Biola pointed to the unremarkable quaint silver necklace on her chest, and the opal pendant on it was emitting a faint yellow light.Few people can see that this is one of the famous Seven Secret Treasures of the Necromancer. Unlike the Death Moon Magic Orb, which can increase the magic power of the holder, the Whisper of the Dead is a magical item of foreknowledge. When the wearer faces an irresistible danger Before, a warning will be issued.

"Whispers of the dead, oh, damn, why didn't you say it earlier..." Aztec wailed, and moved his fingers quickly on his chest. Following those complicated gestures, not far in front of him, A mass of undead mana quickly formed a portal as tall as a person, and it was full of bones and haunted ghosts.

However, it was too late, before the ghost master's spell was cast, an indescribable feeling came to his heart. When Aztec realized that this feeling was the long-lost fear, his concentration had been broken , the newly formed portal violently twisted and trembled, and then collapsed into countless dark green light spots.

The huge black pillar carried the momentum of thunder, and fell heavily in the middle of the blade rift.For a moment, the giant pillar stood in the rift, as if nothing had happened.The clang of steel disappeared, the sound of roaring explosions disappeared, the groans of zombies, the howls of ghouls, the weeping of wraiths, the roars of soldiers, all the sounds disappeared, even the sound of the giant pillar falling to the ground. There was no sound, and the whole world became silent.

However, this was just an illusion. After one-thousandth of a heartbeat interval, the giant pillar more than ten meters long suddenly exploded. It was not an ordinary explosion, but a very thorough explosion, just like a ripe The appearance of the orange after being slammed.The steel shell of the giant pillar decomposed into countless needle-like fragments, colliding, decomposing, and tearing everything around.Accompanied by these fragments are countless high-temperature flames, red, yellow, orange, and blue, as if a thousand jars full of bright colors were smashed at the same time, and the rushing paints danced in the air, forming I can't tell whether it is a terrifying or magnificent picture.

"Hurry up..." The Ghost Lord seemed to hear something hoarsely shouted by the Pale Lord, and the voice echoed in his ears, but he couldn't hear clearly. In fact, he was also roaring madly in his own throat.Shining, dazzling, bright enough to melt rocks in the flames, the undead army is collapsing.However, this is no longer important, the magnificent light filled the vision of the ghost lord, the sky and the earth have disappeared, the flames are so beautiful...

The ghost master instinctively stretched out his arms, and a group of dark green egg-shaped light curtains opened automatically with his movements. This is the advanced protective magic shadow shield, and its ability to protect against energy damage is quite excellent.However, the finger of the flame just touched it slightly, and the egg-shaped light curtain of the shadow shield disappeared with a crisp crackling sound, and the flame storm engulfed the Ghost Lord in it.The great magister's robe worn by the ghost lord Aztec is a high-level magic item, which has a very powerful magic defense ability. At first, he didn't feel the terrifying power of the high-temperature flame.However, soon, the special magic thread and cloth could no longer resist the unimaginably high temperature, and red flames burst out from the surface of the great magister's robe, catching fire.

The flames sizzled on the body of Aztec, the lord of ghosts, and the bones full of undead magic glowed dazzlingly in the high heat. He should have been burned to ashes in the high temperature, but fortunately, the blast wave hit him. Come on, Aztec was rushed backward by the air wave, like a speck of dust in a strong wind.

The Blade Rift Valley was filled with hell-like dark red flames, one end of which reached the outer wall of the Holy White Stone Fortress. The purgatory-like strong wind was wrapped in high-temperature flames, destroying the crenels, guard towers and everything on the top of the city, and even the strong The surface of the white stone was burnt and melted like butter.The other end burst out of the blade rift like a ferocious fire snake, sweeping everything it touched into it.

The army of undead gathered outside the entrance of the Blade Rift Valley was hit hard first, and the fire snake effortlessly plowed a trace as wide as the Blade Rift Valley between the gray-white haggard bones and the dark green decayed body, and then expanded to the left and right to become The huge fan shape wiped out tens of thousands of undead at once.

The entire army of demons stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of them. From the little demons and horned demons with less clever minds, to the powerful and wise commander of the demons in the five commander's wheel palaces, they were all suddenly destroyed by the undead army. shocked.The flame cloud billowed up, and in the middle of the blade rift seemed to stand a giant Balrog more than [-] meters tall, with a giant mushroom-like tumbling head and countless arms, each of which was holding a flame whip .He waved all his arms, twirled, and walked out of the narrow chasm with graceful and lazy dance steps, devouring everything touched by the flame whip along the way, whether it was plants, stones, dirt or undead, flammable And non-flammable ones, as long as they are lightly touched by the golden-red finger of the Balrog, they will burn violently in the next second.

Behind the huge pillar of fire formed by the explosion was a river of flames, winding straight towards the demon army.This is not because the Fire Pillar has the ability to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, but because the Holy White Stone Fortress is blocked at one end of the Sword Blade Rift. Although most of the solid city wall was melted in the flames, it still blocked the impact of the air waves after all, and there was nowhere to go. The air wave rolled back, venting the power of the explosion towards the exit of the rift valley.

The undead army filling the Blade Rift Valley has become silent. Whether it is the dead with magical power or the vampire with powerful regeneration ability, they all return to the Kingdom of Eternal Night under the embrace of high-temperature flames. This time they will never say goodbye. Wanted to get out of there.The gray-white ashes were carried high into the air by the rising airflow, and then splashed down one after another, as if a vast snowfall had fallen near the Blade Rift Valley.

Riding on the howling wind, hundreds of brown griffins came through the miserable snow of ashes, with sharp claws popping out from the ends of their powerful limbs, and half of the griffins rode fully armed human knights on their backs. , the steel spear held high in his hand was cold and cold; while the other half of the griffin carried some short guys on their backs, their excited bodies twisted and twisted, and they couldn't rest for a moment.

Li Weiston, who was holding a knight sword, rushed to the first place, and his whole body was full of dazzling silver-white grudge light.His mount was stronger and fitter than any griffin, and his golden wings seemed to reveal the light of a very holy sun.An old magician in a dark red robe and a middle-aged knight in black armor closely followed him, followed by dozens of Griffon knights in a commando formation.The irritable and irritable demon commander Baldan spread his huge wings and led the winged demon troops to rush towards him, trying to kill all the griffin riders.However, in the next instant, the dark sword light and the purple-red magic light flashed across the sky. Baldan trembled for a while, and then he was cut in two from the beginning to the end like a bat hitting the blade. Halfway, the purple demon flesh and blood fell down like a heavy rain.

"Kasimierz, use continuous fireballs, or meteor fire rain, whatever! Block those griffins!" The demon high priest Carmelit roared. "I like grilled birds the most." Kazimierz, Marquess of the Balrog replied loudly, and then walked out of his commander's wheel palace, and began to chant the innate magic of the Balrog clan.

A rapid and sharp sound of tearing the air sounded, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into an angry howl resounding in the ear, interrupting the sound of the Balrog Marquis chanting the spell. Kazimierz turned his head and saw a black scream The whirring thing flew at high speed from the direction of the Blade Rift, getting bigger and bigger until it filled the vision of the Balrog Marquis.

Kazimierz's eyes widened due to fear. Of course, the powerful Balrog Marquis would not be afraid of some little monsters, even if these little monsters were flying in the air on a griffin, throwing bombs that could bombard them. The same goes for smoke bombs.

The thing that flew over from the front with the sound of howling wind seemed to be a headless stone statue with a damaged lower body, which originally belonged to the main part of the upper body of the Lord of Darkness.Under the action of the blast blast, the blade rift was like the barrel of the elf's self-made musket, and "fired" the remaining part of the corpse grave demon like a steel ball.

The unlucky Balrog Marquis Kazimierz only had time to mutter, "The abyss is below!" He was crushed under the obsidian body weighing hundreds of tons, and the unique high-temperature flesh and blood of the Balrog looked like blooming flowers The same shot out from under the stone.The commander's wheel palace like a castle couldn't bear such terrible pressure. After making countless crackling sounds of wood, it first gradually toppled, the fragments squeezed and rubbed against each other, and then collapsed backwards like a burst.

Hundreds of horned demons pulling carts were crushed below by the wreckage of the commander's wheel palace, and the screams went straight to the sky, breaking the spell of silence that enveloped the demon army camp.What happened next was a frenzied rout. Both the team leader and the little devil were screaming in despair while fleeing with their heads in their arms.Many winged demons even forgot that they could fly, dragging their wings and staggeringly fleeing in the rout torrent, only to be knocked to the ground by running hellhounds or howling horned demons.

"No, ah, no, no, no, no——" The Dreadlord Hesmer let out a terrible roar, spread his wings, flew into the sky from his commander's wheel palace, and then rushed towards the fleeing demon.He was like a wounded beast, roaring again and again, galloping to intercept the fleeing demons, his blood-red eyes were full of crazy anger, and the abyss beheading sword was shining with ferocious fire.However, no one obeyed his orders, no one answered his roars, all the demons went mad in extreme panic, fleeing from the horrific scene of the blade rift as if the doomsday had come has become the only thought in the hearts of the demons, for Therefore, regardless of the suppression of the rank and strength of the abyss, especially the demon team leaders who ran at the front, they faced Hesmael with their thick arms and sharp teeth, trying to get the dreadlord from On the way to escape, he was forced to retreat.

Hesmail was so angry that he almost went mad, the Abyss Beheading Sword let out a sharp whistle that tore through the air, and cut off the heads of the fastest running demon team leaders with one blow.However, neither the roar of the demon commander nor the slashing of the abyss beheading sword can stop the demon army from retreating like a flood.Even Hesmael himself was knocked to the ground. He roared and got up, wielding the Abyss Beheading Sword and slashing and killing. However, more demons rushed over, and the fear prevented them from seeing Hesmael at all. threaten.

When the Lord of Dread killed an exceptionally thick Horned Demon Warlord, the serrated teeth of the beheading sword got stuck on his neck, which was thicker than the waist of an ordinary person. It only took him a second to draw out the weapon and continue to chop. However, the fleeing demon army did not give him this second.A howling horned devil sprang up and struck Hesmer in the chest, causing him to utter a vicious curse and fall like a felled oak.Hesmer had no chance to stand up again, countless legs and feet trampled over his body, so the cursing gradually turned into howling, and soon even the sound of howling could no longer be heard.

Fiddled with by the fingers of fate, the army of demons made up for the horrible night that the king army in the middle encountered in this extremely cruel way. As a result, no less than three thousand demons died.And more demons fell into the smoke bombs that fell from the sky like hail.

The goblins of the Secret Rhythm Tribe were so excited about being able to soar in the air on a griffin, and they were all dancing and dancing when they were able to chase those ugly and powerful demons around. The wretched shriek of the hapless fellow fell off the griffin's back to add some discordant notes to the cheery cry.However, the wise leader of the four children had already prepared for this, and every little monster was firmly tied to the saddle of the griffin with a rope around its waist. Even if they fell, they would only be dragged in the air for a while at most. , you can climb back along the rope again.

This exciting and safe game was soon unanimously approved by the little monsters. Now there are not only crackling smoke bombs on the heads of the fleeing demon army, but also the little monsters who jumped down screaming. It wasn’t that the guy’s rope was not fastened in the end, he fell from the sky with a bang, and was stepped on by countless demons into small monster meatloaf, so I don’t know how long this kind of cheerful game will last.

It wasn't until the night finally covered the land that the griffin's wings were so sore that the chase was over. The astonishingly large coalition of demons and undead that once gathered in front of the Blade Rift Valley no longer existed. All three members of the deceased council were destroyed in the raging fire, and only two of the five demon lord-level commanders were quick to see the opportunity, and they managed to escape far away with their lives saved.

After the flames raged, all the signs that could indicate the existence of this great army almost disappeared, leaving only the four abandoned commander's wheel palaces.The materials used to build these giant movable fortresses come from the abyss of purgatory, and the unique elemental resistance effects of legendary magic items allow them to survive.

The triumphant Griffin Riders landed in the open space in front of the Blade Rift. Everyone's faces were filled with excited and proud smiles, and Draconson was especially radiant. He took the risk of landing during the pursuit just now. He actually chopped off the head of a demon lord in one fell swoop, and now he is holding up that ferocious head to show to his companions, and at the same time bragging about it.

The defenders of the Holy White Rock Fort witnessed this amazing scene in various buildings serving as battle fortresses. Many people were completely stunned, and their bodies remained motionless, either squatting or standing.The loud explosion of the black giant pillar stunned the soldiers in several buildings near the south, and even the knights with the power of fighting spirit were dizzy; The terrible blast that came and shook all the towers not only made some unlucky guys fainted to the ground, but also caused many people to silently repent to the gods they believed in, because they believed that the end of the world had come, and the legendary The final judgment has begun.

The development of the next thing made everyone feel ecstatic. The Griffin troop swooped down from the sky and threw many black balls on the head of the demon, and then these balls made a sound like an explosion. , the demon army collapsed in an instant, and fled towards the distance like an ebbing tide.

Even Archbishop Mistra, the leader of the ascetics in the Holy White Stone Castle, trembled with dry lips, "It's like a thousand suns rising at the same time, the clouds in the sky are dyed golden and red, and the world is bathed in the flames of Francois." In the golden light of Dara, my lord is above, you will witness the last angel under the throne of the father descend to the mortal world, destroying the country and destroying the people!"

Religious poems with a strong doomsday prophecy smacked out from the mouth of Archbishop Mystra. Under the barrier of cheers that swept across the Holy White Stone Castle like a raging wave, only the nearest Holy Light Knight Titos Can hear it all.

"Your Excellency the Archbishop?" Titos had a frightened expression on his face, "What were you talking about just now?"

"The Prophet Oppenheimer described the chapters of the Doomsday Judgment in his writings." Archbishop Mistra's voice was as low as a whisper.

"The Heretic Prophet Oppenheimer...the centuries...that is a forbidden book!" Titos reminded in a low voice with a horrified expression, in return for Archbishop Mistra's cold glance. "Although Lord Oppenheimer was condemned to be burned at the stake for this prophetic work of the centuries, he has been canonized as a saint and a prophet in the Temple of Glory." Although his voice was kind, there was a chilling fanaticism in it , "Holy Light Titos, should you pay less attention to some secular rumors and focus more on the internal affairs of the Temple of Glory?"

"Your Excellency the Archbishop, I, I understand." Titos replied respectfully, and did not dare to raise his hand until the corners of Archbishop Mystra's tensed mouth regained his smile, and wiped the oozing sweat from the corner of his forehead. cold sweat.Then the two turned their gazes out of the window, and saw the young lord gradually approaching surrounded by the Griffon Knights. Li Weiston was wearing light knight armor and riding a brilliant beast with golden wings. Against the background, it is like a god descending.

"Dawn of the North, hero of the kingdom!"

"You brought victory, you are the commander favored by God of War Barud!"

"Praise God the Father, praise the Griffin Lord, may the benevolent God the Father bless you with a long life!"

Cheers resounded over the Holy White Rock Fortress, and each arm was raised high, waving to pay tribute to the young lords in the air. Many of the nobles of the royal capital had expressed hostility or hatred towards the sudden rise of the northern star. Disdainful, but at this moment, they also joined the cheering crowd, raised their arms high, and let out a cry that even they themselves had never imagined.

"Long live the griffin lord Levi Stone!"

(End of this chapter)