On the Seven Towers

The huge boulders produced by the explosion of the Shining Wing Tower also hit the four adjacent towers. The power of these boulders was not weaker than the most powerful siege magic. They flew out from the nearest place and destroyed the defenses on the four towers. The magic circle burst out with magical light. However, no matter how powerful the defensive formation was, it was difficult to withstand the physical damage caused by the boulders. The four towers soon became scarred, and the Ice Tower closest to the Shining Wing Tower was smashed out of a third of the way. A notch like a smiling face. Coincidentally, this is the energy node inside the Ice Tower. This impact once again triggered the internal explosion of the Ice Tower. One third of the Ice Tower was like a collapsed building block. It fell down and hit the top of the shortest Healer's Tower, directly cutting off the spire and the top two floors of the Healer's Tower.

The spire of the Tower of Radiant Wings was lifted into the air by the force of the explosion, hit the inside of the royal capital's protective array, and was rebounded by the tough shield. Finally, it landed in the pond in the palace garden, splashing water all over the garden. More large and small debris flew into the surrounding aristocratic area, crushing many surrounding houses.

The rubble also turned into a rain of stones, which mercilessly hit the enemies surrounding the two towers, sending them flying with their heads covered.

However, the mages and soldiers killed by the explosion of the Tower of Radiance were not the most miserable people. At this time, the Battle Angel in the tower and the enemy elites besieging the Battle Angel had withstood the full power of the explosion in the magic tower.

Before the dust from the explosion settled, an old man with a green glow all over his body escaped from the center of the explosion, followed closely by a war angel holding a huge knife wheel.

Both of them were in a very embarrassed state. The priest's robe was full of torn marks, and the hem of the robe was missing. Most of his originally small hair was singed. He didn't look like a noble man in any way. Golden Bough Priest. The battle angel following him had many fewer ray wings, and the remaining wings were also flickering. There were several scars and blood stains on his face, and it looked like he was seriously injured.

"Sariye, you guys, you are so crazy! You actually detonated a magic tower in the royal capital. They are all dead, so many people died like this!" The Golden Bough Priest was Gibran. He had a heavy breath and a ferocious expression, as if he had been killed. It was as if a person was holding his throat, "I will not let you go with this grudge! From now on, I will not accept the surrender of the Tower of Bright Wings."

Sariel is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties. He has a strong build and rough eyebrows. Although he was seriously injured, he still spoke with full force: "Very good, I will not accept the surrender of the Temple of Nature!"

Sariel looked back at the Winged Tower that had disappeared in the explosion. He said repeatedly: "Okay! Okay! Okay! This is the ending that the Tower of Shining Wings should have. Did you forget before attacking us? What kind of inheritance is the Tower of Shining Wings? Even after the fall of the God of War, we Never give up the fight. The only wish each of us has before we fall is to have an enemy die with us! Anyone who challenges us must be prepared to face death with us. Now is the time. , since your helpers have disappeared in this explosion, catching up with them together with me is your best destination!"

"Damn it! Stop him!" Gibran shouted. The knights and priests belonging to the surrounding Temple Knights tried their best to get closer to him. Even the two knights who besieged Gabriel decisively gave up on him and flew towards Gibran with all their strength. However, none of them were closer than Sariel, and none of them were at a higher level than Sariel. leaf. They are like futile galloping horses chasing a vigorous flying dragon.

When Sariel, the master at his peak, held the Wheel of Destruction, he was infinitely close to a saint. He mobilized all the fighting spirit and magic power in his body, and the light wings behind him surged again, and his body turned into a silver lightning and rushed towards Gibran.

The Wheel of Destruction usually looks like a sword wheel that is as tall as a human and inlaid with countless sharp blades. At this time, Sariel poured all his energy into this God of War weapon. The color of the silver-white Wheel of Destruction gradually turned blood red. When it was so red that it was about to drip blood, it suddenly shattered into dozens of sharp knives, turning into a torrent of steel and rushing toward Gibran. At this time, Sariel seemed to have turned into a translucent outline, accompanying these bright red blades like a shadow.

"Sacrifice to the God of War!" Gibran showed fear in his eyes. Sacrifice to the God of War was the final blow at the cost of his own life. The high-ranking war angel poured all his energy into the weapons of the God of War, allowing these artifacts to reach far beyond the realm. attack power.

Gibran flew his hands, constantly summoning green light curtains to block him in front of him. There were shadows of countless plants in these light curtains. This is the defensive magic in the God-given magic of the Nature Temple "Hymn of the Green Fields", the Curtain of the Tree Soul. It draws power from the surrounding plants, and if the environment is right, each light curtain can withstand at least one strike from the Saint.

However, such magic collapsed one by one before Sariel's attack. Those bright red blades are arranged in a row, and two of them can break a light curtain. No matter how powerful Gibran is, he cannot release dozens of light curtains in a row.

The tree soul curtain was completely shattered, and the artifact ring in his hand once again turned into a large shield entwined with tree vines. This vine shield could block the Blade of Destruction, but when a dozen blades were inserted into it and exploded together, the vine shield also cracked into withered fragments.

At this time, the last Blade of Destruction passed through the withered vines and rushed straight to Gibran's chest. The Golden Branch Priest retreated quickly while using all his Saint-level spiritual power to tightly entangle the last knife. He found that the energy emanating from the Blade of Destruction could actually hurt his spirit. The burning and bloodthirsty power continued to erode his spiritual power. However, the Saint-level spiritual power was so strong that no matter how much spiritual power the knife consumed, he had more spiritual power to replenish it. Finally, he blocked the knife less than an inch away from his chest.

The bright red on the knife slowly faded and slowly turned into silver-white again. Gibran reached out and grabbed the knife and breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Sariel was not a true saint, and there was still a long way to go for him.

But at this moment, a human-shaped shadow drilled into the last Blade of Destruction. The silver-white knife instantly became as black as ink and slippery. The knife was like a swimming fish, breaking free from Gibran's hand and suddenly drilling into Gibran's chest.

"Your time is up, come with me." Gibran heard Sariel's voice in his mind.

"This... is despicable..." Gibran covered his chest with both hands, trying to suppress the knife with his mental power, but with a loud bang, the last artifact exploded, and Gibran's body was also reduced to ashes...