A man in the ark was forced to become a king

A bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, there was another mess of limbs and broken arms!

Lin Lu wielded the spur wheel, as if he was in an uninhabited land. Without the fire suppression of the wheel gun, the bullets fired from the short gun alone could not cause effective damage to him. Even if he had some slight flesh injuries, he would recover in the blink of an eye. As before.

However, the papal knights who were crushed at close range did not retreat. Instead, they rushed over forcefully, one after another, using their bodies as barriers to create a quagmire of blood and flesh.

Further away, the sound of thunder filled the sky!

boom!

The fire splashed, and the violent air waves exploded, covering the rushing Pope Knight together with Lin Lu. The heat rose, and the entire area of ​​[-] meters was engulfed by the bursting flames.

In the center of the holy city, light lit up from the top of the towering stone tower, and a beam of light several meters thick tore through the sky thousands of meters in length, arriving in an instant.

boom!

The earth trembled, rolling up several meters of soil waves, and hundreds of meters of ground sunken. The broken steel armor directly vaporized under the high temperature. Everything under the light was decomposed indiscriminately. The terrifying temperature even caused the soil within the range to tremble. There are signs of crystallization.

has it ended?

Verlinay, who was mixed in with the retreating crowd, stopped and tried hard to see the scene in the smoke and dust.

The light beam from the Stone Tower of Apocalypse is one of Rutland's trump cards. It can strike at extremely long distances, and even the strongest metal today cannot resist its smelting.

It's probably over, right?

She desperately hoped that the result would be as she expected.

The enemy was far more powerful than expected. Even the heavily armored Wendigo in the past could not reach this level.

The attacks of the rotating gun can be forcibly blocked, and the short gun is almost ineffective. The wounds caused by the powerful long-distance gun will heal in the blink of an eye, but none of them can survive a round at the hands of the enemy.

It can be said that this war up to now has been a unilateral massacre by the enemy!

This is literally a devil crawling out of hell!

Why were Rutland's guns so weak?

But the reality is so cruel. When the weapons they are proud of fail, they are no stronger than other races, and are even a little weaker. In close combat, they are no match for the devil. Moreover, he can also recuperate himself by passing the lives of others.

Under such circumstances, how many sacrifices must be made to end this war?

Hard to imagine.

If possible, Vallinae desperately hoped that the terrifying devil would die under the bombardment of the Apocalypse Stone Tower and end this nightmare.

But the reality still disappointed her.

The dust and smoke dissipated, and the earth turned into glass. In the central depression, the man with torn clothes was still standing there, his body like gold, shining brightly. The wounds left by the burning bombardment healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. It only took a few seconds. The breath returned to its original state.

"Enough! This is decent!"

Wiping off the dirt on her face, Lin Lu shook her neck, and the joints in her body crackled.

The power of that beam was indeed terrifying. Even if he resisted it, his body would be severely damaged.

But for the Golden Tree, let alone being seriously injured, it was nothing to be able to resurrect with full health even if it died on the spot.

Unless the golden tree is cut off, it is impossible to kill him directly with a powerful weapon.

As long as the golden tree is there, there is no way to kill him on this land.

Boom!

With a rise and fall, Lin Lu fell into the military formation again. With a step, the bright golden light spread, and the ground hundreds of meters directly exploded, sucking in everyone standing on it.

Combat Skill·Golden Earth!

After getting hit so hard, he should be more serious.

If you rely solely on weapons to kill, you still don't know how long you will kill. The efficiency is too low, and you may be attacked again at some point.

Although you can't die, no one likes to stand and get beaten.

Ow! ! !

After combat skills, prayer follows.

The bloody coat of arms unfolded in the void, a ferocious dragon head protruded from the coat of arms, and majestic ice mist spewed out from the dragon's mouth, sweeping across the earth.

Dragon Feast Prayer Boleleus's Ice Mist!

With the recovery of strength, the power that spell prayer can exert will naturally increase with the tide. As long as you are willing to invest, it is not impossible to expand an ordinary spell to the natural disaster level.

Of course, the power of forced extraction will also make the spell unstable. If you are not careful, it will turn into a large bomb, hurting others and yourself.

However, the Dragon Feast prayer is the type of prayer that Lin Lu is best at. Naturally, it will not lose control like Lenara's Full Moon. Even if the dragon's head is enlarged to a hundred meters, it will still be stable.

Ice mist spread like a waterfall across the land, vegetation instantly froze, and the wilderness turned into snowfields.

As the fog passed by, frost spread, the temperature dropped sharply, and the entire thousands of meters of wilderness was sealed by a dragon's breath.

Call ~

The strong wind rose again, blowing away the white clouds in the sky, and the blocked sunlight fell, shining on the undulating ice, reflecting a brilliant luster.

The heavily armored Pope Knights were slow and could not escape the coverage of the ice fog. The terrifying low temperature directly fixed them, turning them into frost-white ice sculptures.

The special service team ran relatively fast, but only a few people managed to escape and avoid the fate of being frozen in ice.

But, the nightmare is not over yet.

The bloody emblem reappeared, and a similar ferocious dragon head spit out billowing flames this time.

Dragon Feast Prayer·Aqil’s Flame!

After the ice, there is blazing fire!

The frozen frost instantly vaporizes and a large amount of water mist rises, making it look like a fairyland.

It's just that in this fairyland, Senhan's murderous intention is hidden.

Ice and fire, two heavens.

Some of the people frozen by the frost were not yet dead, struggling to struggle. Before they could break free, they were enveloped by the flames falling from the sky. The heat that was enough to melt gold and iron fell on their bodies, turning a pair of armor into an iron coffin.

As the flames rose, the armor became unable to resist and turned into flowing molten iron.

Call ~

The wind blew across the field, blowing away the dense fog. The land that had experienced double destruction was in a mess, with condensed wreckage everywhere. The Rutland soldiers who were deeply trapped in it did not even leave their bones, and they were transformed into ice and fire. ash.

Pray twice and clear out thousands of troops in Lateran!

You must know that the Pope Knight is not an ordinary soldier. If you want to become a Pope Knight, you must first have excellent physical fitness, and secondly be able to control a revolving gun with huge recoil. Such a person is the best among the best wherever he is placed.

Even Rutland, who had a profound foundation, could not bear the loss of so many papal knights at one time.

Not to mention, many special service teams also died in the war, and those were also first-class elites.

The losses were heavy, the muscles and bones were broken, and in a great battle, the enemy was unscathed, but they had suffered heavy losses.

The strong wind was still blowing, disrupting the smoke in the wilderness, leaving the land covered with desolation.

The remaining people didn't dare to stay any longer, so they had to retreat in a hurry.

Lin Lu didn't give chase, but they still escaped.

Where can I escape to?

The holy city is there. If you run away, the monk can't escape from the temple. He will have to meet again later. At most, he will live a little longer.

Instead of chasing those people, it is better to stop and take a breath, and then slowly look for them.

However, there was one thing that puzzled him.

Rutland sent a considerable army, including papal knights, special service teams, Langdon guards, magicians, crossbowmen, and everything else. Considering the size of their country, these people were not small.

But among these people, there seems to be no strong person that can be admired. Is it because he didn't come at all, or is there another reason?

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Lateran, Pope's Hall.

Before this war began, although there was a mandatory order from the Pope, many people actually didn't take it seriously.

Because there is only one enemy.

At first no one believed it, but after being confirmed by Mostima and Fiametta, the news was confirmed, which really made many people feel relieved.

One country versus one person, what kind of war is that?

It's a terrorist attack at most. No matter how strong the enemy is, he's still just one person, so how strong can he be?

It's not like they haven't seen strong men with outstanding individual strength. The man who led the heavily armored Wendigo troops was very strong, but in the face of the power of the country, his individual strength became insignificant.

They have too many ways to deal with fighting on their own - that's how it should be.

But now, the cruel reality slaps them hard.

The intelligence is correct, there is indeed only one enemy, but this person is a bit too strong.

A body that is strong enough to block gun weapons and a super strong recovery ability, these are not bad, they are nothing.

Surviving the bombardment of the Apocalypse Stone Tower can also be explained by secret techniques. After all, it is just an attack. It is more powerful than the other, so it is not necessarily impossible to deal with it.

What shocked them the most was that man's spell.

A single spell covers the land with a radius of several thousand meters, and is so powerful that it can even directly destroy their elite troops.

What's even more outrageous is that such a spell can be fired continuously!

This is so unreasonable. After one time, he will do it again immediately. Doesn’t he have nothing to spend?

Not even the war wizards of Ursus can do this!

Now, the enemy is still outside the city. He doesn't look weak at all and is walking towards the Holy City.

The troops they sent out were all buried in the wilderness, not even the remnants were left.

How will they deal with that demon next?

Judging from the scale of the war outside the city, if the battle started in the city, the entire holy city would be reduced to ruins!

In that case, even if they win in the end, Rutland will basically be considered to be more than half scrapped, more than half of its backbone will be destroyed, and it may not be able to recover in the next few decades.

This is still based on winning.

Before the war started, no one expected such a result.

"Mostema, you..."

Faced with such a bad situation, the experienced Pope couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He wanted to get more information and make targeted arrangements. However, when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know what to say.

"You want to ask if he has any weaknesses, right?"

Mostima took the initiative to speak, took over the topic, and shook his head slightly under the gaze of everyone.

"Sorry, I can't answer your question."

"Is it subject to that golden law?"

The Pope thought of a possibility. He knew that there was another kind of law in Mastema, and that like the law of Lateran, it had extremely strong restrictive capabilities.

If that's the case, even if Mostima wanted to say it, he probably wouldn't be able to say it.

No one in all Lateran understood the nature and effect of the law better than he did.

"No, I don't have that kind of restriction. There's nothing I can't say. It's just..."

Mostema hesitated for a moment and shook his head again: "I don't know his weaknesses, or in other words, he has no weaknesses at all."

"Perhaps if I say this, you may not believe it."

"But in fact, the level of fighting outside the city is far from his limit."

"If he goes all out, most of our weapons will not be able to break through his defenses."

"The spell that sweeps across thousands of meters of land is just something that can be used casually."

"If he wants to, then his spell can probably cover the entire holy city."

"The most important thing is that it is impossible for us to kill him. That possibility did not exist from the beginning. Cardinal Verline should understand this."

"……Yes."

Verlinay, who was still wearing simple clothes condensed with energy, nodded slightly when she heard the words.

"I was already dead, but I came back to life. That person has the power to control life and death and can resurrect others. He should have similar means himself."