What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

"Hehehehe... feel the despair... be trampled under the feet of the people you protect... you don't dare to kill them, right?"

"That's right~"

"Long live the Church of Chaos!!"

After saying that, Altaïr continued to kick him.

Just when the last person was completely dead, a vision suddenly appeared, and the crowd, who were already red-eyed, seemed to have been lifted from the seal and became even more violent.

Originally they were just rushing into the defenders' defense line, but now they are attacking them without knowing the severity.

Some of the defenders carrying shields soon became bruised and bruised.

"No, they are both part of the seal and bait!"

"Miscalculated..."

Now the situation has become more difficult, and Altaïr feels that he is really not suitable for such a thing.

Now, the worst case scenario has come, and he must take action to get rid of all these people.

However, at the moment he was about to take action, the red moon hanging in the sky had dissipated, and a normal moon appeared in the thick clouds.

Without Hong Yue's hypnosis, the crowd actually returned to normal, looking at the guards who were beaten black and blue with blank faces.

"Did I hit you?"

"What do you say..."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to..."

Seeing this scene, Altaïr breathed a sigh of relief.

But in his perception, a tyrannical aura actually appeared out of thin air!

It's not over yet!

He was buried deep and did not appear until this moment, and rushed towards the castle at great speed.

"Bold lunatic, die for me!"

Osmond was close, and the spear in his hand was poking at the man like a dragon coming out of the sea.

Just hearing a puff, the guy was directly poked into big cockroaches all over the ground!

Spread out and continue rushing towards the castle.

At this time, Altaïr arrived in time and threw out a large-scale light-based killing magic, which directly scorched most of the cockroaches on the spot. The smell of barbecue suddenly filled the air.

"Another one escaped!!"

"Chase!"

The two rushed into the castle and headed straight to the lobby.

Without even thinking about it, their well-planned attack was definitely aimed at the dinner attendees!

"Bang!!"

They kicked the door open from left to right, and there was a scream in the lobby, and they just saw cockroaches falling from the ventilation duct onto the carpet.

The two of them were overjoyed, but luckily they made it in time.

Altaïr condensed a cone of light and wanted to shoot it from a distance, but Osmund also rushed forward with a spear.

Just when their attack was about to fall on the cockroach, it fell down on its own...

The next second, the cockroach was forced to transform into a human form. It was the dead soldier hiding in the crowd just now. He had lost too many clones and was stabbed by Osmond. At this time, his body was covered with scars and bleeding profusely. Has not lived long enough.

He lay on the carpet, and when the light in his eyes disappeared, he opened and closed his lips:

"Chaos...is coming."

boom!

His blood became the medium, irreversibly forming an evil magic circle on the ground. The unknown terrifying existence seemed to be summoned by him...

It was like a mass of sarcoma with no muscles. Weird black lines and blood vessels covered the entire body, rising and falling like a heart.

It has no head or eyes, but everyone present seems to be watching it.

"Dragon!? It's not dead yet?" Gresa felt incredible: "No wonder the scum of the Chaos Church still dare to be so active."

"This is just a clone. Altaïr, please use light magic with me to defeat it!"

"no problem!"

The two of them chanted the incantation of the Spear of the End of Eternal Night together, and the light magic came out of their bodies, forming a violent torrent around them, and then gradually gathered together to form the shape of a spear.

Facing the unknown existence, no one dared to act rashly. Duomi and others on the side were so frightened that they hid under the table, not even daring to raise their heads.

He really didn't dare. In a battle of this level, he might be in trouble if he showed his head. Only Duomi dared to stick out half of his head to take a look at the situation.

To be honest, Grasa is wearing an evening dress, looks like a lady, but can rub advanced light magic with her hands, giving people a strong sense of contrast.

All I can say is that she deserves to be his mother!Really awesome!

The spear of eternal night condensed by the two people was thrown at the big sarcoma Dragon at the same time, instantly piercing its body. Under the burning of light magic, it would be difficult for a sarcoma with this attribute to recover from the wound.

Dragon was in pain, and a baby-like cry came from the trembling flesh. It was so shrill and sharp that it seemed to pierce a person's eardrum.

Everyone covered their ears in pain, some were too weak to hold on, and even passed out on the spot.

Gresa's face suddenly turned pale and she shouted: "They don't plan to recycle it anymore, they want to sacrifice this big clone directly!"

"what happens?!"

Altaïr did not participate in the crusade against Dragon's true form and did not know what would happen after sacrificing the clone, but Grasa went with Carlos at the time, so she should know.

"Chaos and disorder! This is its symbol. No one knows what will happen, including itself!"

"Varied……"

Before Altaïr could finish speaking, he was swallowed up by boundless darkness.

The huge black screen gradually expanded, covering the entire mountaintop castle, but disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

In the secret ancestral hall, a man's shadow loomed, wearing a simple yet luxurious robe. He just raised his hand slightly and suppressed the darkness caused by the Dera Contribution Sacrifice.

The darkness did not disappear, but was continuously compressed and collapsed by the boundless gravity, and finally formed a small ball in his hand. After a slight squeeze, it completely turned into fragments and dissipated.

"It's boring stuff, it's nothing to get me out of bed for."

If Domi were here, he would definitely recognize him. This man is the one who spoke very frivolously during the arrest!A person who can chat and laugh with Sebastian, the veteran of the server!

Summer Blofeld.

The second generation head of the family, a great legendary magician of the gravity system.

Even though he has been dead for a long time, the remnant soul with some of the power of his life still proudly survives and protects Blofeld for generations.

Even though his power is far less than it was at its peak, it's still easy to crush a bunch of evil god's clones.

The so-called evil gods are just creatures that are believed by others.

In the final analysis, it is still flesh and blood.

As for divinity, haha, that thing can be possessed by such an ugly thing?

Only after he was promoted to legend did he get a glimpse of divinity.

After doing all this, Summer will go back to sleep.

However, just when his remnant soul was about to lie back in the coffin, he seemed to notice something was wrong...

"Hiss... Oops, this guy's main purpose doesn't seem to be to blow up the castle..."

His remnant soul immediately floated into the lobby and found his grandchildren.

"Mr. Summer, thank you for your help this time." Gresa thanked her from the bottom of her heart.

Summer's eyes were a little erratic. Anyway, he didn't dare to look at Gresha. He seemed a little embarrassed and said:

"What, maybe I slept for too long and my mind was a little unclear. I didn't notice the true purpose of the evil god for a while, and the additional space collapsed while suppressing it."

"Uh..." Gresa didn't understand. "What do you mean?"

Before Summer could continue to explain, Mrs. Greenville screamed, and Gresha immediately ran over, followed closely by Summer.

"What's wrong?!"

"Grasa...Ai Wei, and the children are all gone!"

"what!?"

"Well...that's what I want to tell you."

Gresa followed Mrs. Greenville's line of sight and saw that none of the children who were chatting here were gone, as if they had disappeared from the world.

They searched almost the entire castle but couldn't find it.

In the end, Carlos came back and used time tracing magic to simulate the scene at that time.

After seeing the cause of the matter, Summer, who was more experienced, immediately came to a conclusion:

"It is known that the symbol of the evil god Dragon is chaos and disorder. Even if the clone is sacrificed, the impact will be unknown and random."

"And it has been artificially implanted into the subconscious mind that 'children are the target', so when sacrificing oneself, the dark blast is only used as a cover. It is the purpose of the Chaos Church to affect the unknown on the children."

"Then...how are the children doing now!?"

"don’t worry."

Summer's remnant soul floated to where Domi and the others were originally hiding, and then, a mysterious and mysterious power spread from him...

Carlos opened his mouth slightly when he saw this:

"Omniscient and omnipotent, the wonder of all things, the source of all living beings, this is... divinity!"

The divinity encompassed this area. I don't know how Summer operated it. He closed his eyes for a while, as if he knew the answer.

He said to everyone with a smile:

"Fortunately for everyone, Dragon put a lot of energy into the dark blast as a blindfold, leaving only a small part of the energy for random effects. The total energy was so small that I simply ignored it. "

"It's such a small price to pay, and the chance of fatality won't be much higher."

Gresa's worry was beyond words: "So what happened to the children?"