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Chapter 225: Sanges.
As the saying goes, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind keeps on. Now Dylan’s Kingdom is a dead tree swaying in the squally wind. The only reason why it has not been dismembered and broken by the storm from all sides is that it is considered huge, even if the trunk is already It was corroded into a hollow shell, and the root system pierced into the rock would not collapse for a while.
But... what if the roots of this big tree are all broken?
In this nightcrawler mission, punk and others were active in the western region of the Dylan Kingdom, but the battle that broke out in King Dylan's King City was no less inferior to the intrigue on the western wilderness, and even this battle was fierce. The extent and scope of influence are far greater than those of punk and others.
Time went back to the day before, the king city of the Kingdom of Dylan, "the capital of beacon"-Yajiao City.
This huge city, which has existed as a royal city since the founding of the Kingdom of Dylan, had a population of at least 200,000 at its lowest point, but it was no longer prosperous.
The walls that were painted with the flag of the Kingdom of Dylan cracked every step of the way, and there were only large smoking pits in the streets that were always crowded with pedestrians. The rock buildings that were originally forested in the city collapsed, shattered, and shattered. Looking around, I couldn't find a complete house in the huge city.
The entire eastern part of the higher "Yanjiao" is missing a large piece like a bite, and one-tenth of the city's area has turned into a deep crater. Hot lava and sudden lightning burst out of the crater with brilliant lights and shadows representing destruction.
About 10,000 survivors stood on the high mountains outside Yajiao City and stared blankly at their homes that had turned into ruins. Some of them couldn't help kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly, while some were sad to believe in. The god prayed.
However, no matter how the survivors react, they will not be able to return to "Endpoint City" for a while, although the battle here has come to an end...
In the depths of that huge crater, a humanoid creature in broken armor clutching the severed arm of his right hand stared bitterly at an "organic matter" on the ground that was scorched to the point of being unrecognizable and smiled coldly.
There is no doubt that he is the tragic victory of Kaspaqi.
"Haha, haha, hahahaha, Archmage Sangues, this is the power of the gods, this is the brilliance of the dawn, your heretical tricks...huhu... at all, it's not worth mentioning"!
"I have won, I have won, goodness will defeat evil, and light will defeat darkness. Even you, the "Earthbreaker" Sangus of the year, cannot resist the divine purification!"
Kaspaqi tremblingly raised a white and flawless sceptre in his hand. The brilliance of the gemstone at the top of the stub seemed to be celebrating his victory, although his injury was actually no better than Sangers, if it hadn't been. With the support of the short stick, Casper had already collapsed to the ground.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Lying on the ground motionless, Sangues said hoarsely with a dry, scorched throat. His voice didn't have any tone, as if it was just a robot in the text.
"Hmph, it is their glory that they can sacrifice for the victory of our lord."
Kaspaqi said loudly and fanatically. He put his white sceptre on his chest and said in a serious shape:
"As for kindness...I can give those heretics a decent death so that they can no longer live in the world as heretics. Is there anything more kind than this"!
While Kaspaqi said that the sceptre in his hand exuded a holy brilliance to repair his body at the same time, this brilliance that only worked on the good camp did not repel Casparki in the slightest.
Seeing Kasparki's appearance, Sangers, who seemed to be about to die at any time, sighed heavily:
"Oh! I was so stupid that I actually wanted to talk about kindness with you, a sacred stick who was brainwashed by the church? I'm old, I'm old"!
"Shut up! You have to pay for your slanderous remarks."
Hearing Sangers' words, Casperki's fur was blown up like a lion stepped on its tail.
But Sangers, who fell on the ground, was not disturbed by Kardepas. He still muttered to himself in a calm and comfortable way:
"The price? I have paid too much. I despise the enemy and lose everything. I have no price left to pay. The end of this country created by me is doomed, what else is right? I'm a bad old man worth the price"?
Sangers' murmur was vague and husky, and Casparchi, who was dizzy next to him, couldn't hear what his opponent was saying. However, he didn't care what Sangges said before his death. This time he resolutely promoted to the master level and immediately came to fight with Sangges. There was only one purpose-that is to kill Sangges, no matter what. Whether he can survive or not, it will be a foregone conclusion that the Church of Dawn will occupy the entire Kingdom of Dylan.
Seeing that Casparchi had "rubbed" step by step to his side, Sangers slowly turned his head, which was already scorched with bones, and looked at Casparchi's only remaining eye with mental force. .
"Ha ha ha... a single spark can start a prairie fire, and death is not the beginning of a new life... I am already ready... ha ha..."!
"Nonsense, I pronounce you guilty in the name of the great Lord of Dawn! Now! Go and die!"
Casperchi only vaguely saw Sangs’ throat trembling, he immediately thought it was the other party’s cursing and verbal abuse. While proclaiming the name of the Lord of Dawn, he raised his short staff high and aimed at Sang. Gus' head.
"Hehe...Lord of the dawn...hehehe, the so-called god stick is indeed the most brilliant liar. You not only lied to others, but you also lied to yourself. Now...I should let you too... But sober sober...hehehe"!
Looking at Kaspaqi shrouded in the radiance of the sun, Sangges grinned from the corners of his scorched mouth. He exploded with the last two fingers of his right hand and violently tore open his chest.
The flesh and blood scorched by the high temperature did not shed any blood, and half of his rib was torn off by himself.
I saw that the old man had no heart and lung lobes, or even any other internal organs. In the blood-red chest, there was only a crystal ball that was crystal clear but dim and even had filiform cracks.
In the next moment after the old man opened his chest, the original lifeless crystal ball instantly burned like a ignited magnesium bar, and the violent energy fluctuations began to erupt like a volcano.
In the blazing heat and brilliance, Sangers finally let out a sigh that seemed to come from the soul.
"Oh! Now...I have done my best, what a pity, what a pity..."!.
End of this Chapter
You know i have a feeling this is how our mc punk will die in the end, Maybe a hunch
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