The color is vast and endless. Under the vast blue-black night, with the sounds echoing deep in everyone's soul, the indescribable light gathers into a river, spreading across the entire Turin giant city, reaching the towering ridge more than ten miles away.

On both sides of the river, the lights belonging to the elves city are still flashing in the night sky. The prosperous Turin night is divided into two semicircles, one large and one small. In that river of power, all magic power is suppressed, converged, and assimilated. Its diameter reaches a width of nearly a hundred meters. However, the real power is only a few meters in the middle. Even so, the weight of magic power exceeding more than ten miles long is still enough to overturn all the destructive force in this world. Whether it is the elemental ancient sword of the main elves, or the taboo Doomsday War Heaven, the Tai Chi sword energy formed by the sword saint Buckna Luosha's lifelong cultivation, or even the powerful ancient giant beast, perhaps they can only lose their light under this power.

And this elemental pressure that tear apart the entire Turin is only the prelude to the peerless blow that will be released soon!

On the hillside, the elemental power seemed to condense into a terrifying black vortex. The magic energy guided by the core of the Rage Dragon Cannon emitted light near the top of the mountain because it was too dense, flowing into the mountain, and eventually turned into a deep and dark that devoured everything. For a moment, the halo on the top of the mountain flowed into a cloud, and shone with the light of the two small and small cities divided by Turin. As the halo continued to increase, the entire mountain and the strata below began to tremble violently. Mortals became extremely small before this force.

"Dragon's Wrath..."

With the violent shock of the entire mountain, the maintenance of various formations became particularly difficult in the hollow mountain. Various subtle mistakes were constantly reflected in the central control room where Paladin Chief Wood, the magician Winnie and Clinton were located. Various response instructions were issued in an instant. The magic array guided it, evacuating the pressure of the dragon and balancing various magic energy. Even though it had been dead for four thousand years, the dragon power, which was born with suppression of all living things, still clearly reacted to everyone's hearts. Taking a deep breath, Winnie felt the gathering of magic powers trembled. Among them, Clinton, who was most afraid of Ohabaum's Rage Dragon Cannon, looked at the trembling zenith, murmured: "It's the dragon's resentment..."

Whether it is resentment or anger, in that moment, the roar of the giant dragon echoed throughout the night sky, the originally noisy city of Turin seemed to quiet in an instant. The metal house made of magic metal empty was quietly enveloped in the gray area formed by the gathering of magic pressure. Headed by Elder Taren, "Ascene" Belan, "Scorpion Lion" Campbell and other powerful people were waiting for the safety of the sides of the magic pressure, waiting for Vincent inside to resist, and then work together to press him back to the area suppressed by the Rage Dragon Cannon.

The halo flows, the demon pressure gathers, and the world becomes quiet. The light path that is covered by the gray demon pressure, stretching for more than ten miles, all the plants, trees, houses, and even larger stones have been crushed into powder. Only the metal hut in the open space was silent in this force.

Then, the light shone like a tide!

The blazing light column tore the earth apart. At that moment, the people who were guarding the edge of the demon pressure range could only see a little light suddenly ignited from the hillside in the distance, expanding in an instant. Before they could react, the torrent of energy had already passed by, and crossed more than ten miles away. The holy city of Turin, composed of the mianmomo tree house, was like milk)

The magic cannon, which had imprisoned the souls of the strongest creatures of the previous generation for more than 4,000 years after the ancient magic period, finally issued its resentful roar over Turin.

Atroka Capital, this is the deep night.

A solemn atmosphere permeates this huge and ancient city. Many prosperous areas that used to be dotted with magic light or illuminated flames after night are now in a quiet atmosphere. Looking down from above, the scattered light spots still flash between the cities, but there is no longer the prosperous atmosphere of the past. In the darkness, you can still see the contours of the residential buildings. Occasionally, soldiers holding torches quickly walked through the dark streets and alleys, and the light swam across the street like fireflies, heading to the next corner, or knocking on the doors of some houses, and then the light entered the courtyard, and a rough search was carried out.

Ordinary civilians did not dare to go out and went to bed early. Occasionally, a certain window lit up, and then quietly went out soon after. On such nights, the previously peaceful aristocratic areas seemed a little noisy. A large number of soldiers and firelights gathered around certain mansions, and amid the noise of crying or cursing, many nobles were found to be found by the soldiers, and countless people were arrested in prison. This is the most sensitive period for a country to change its dynasty, and the most cruel and intense days of various political struggles, and there is no mercy at all.

The Qilan Ridge in the east of the imperial capital, the King Snake City, which has gathered alchemy and countless geniuses in the magic field for hundreds of years, has now turned into a messy ruin, hidden in the deep darkness. Due to the turmoil last night, the imperial capital was

A small part of the Yan Palace was also seriously damaged. A huge thrust was blasted on the walls of several palaces to the north. The soldiers who were collecting the endgames had been working all day. The bodies of the knights or soldiers who died in the battle last night had been cleared out. All kinds of useful things have been initially processed. It is just that the palace was restored again, but it is not something that can be done in a day or two.

If there is anything that is still normal, maybe it is the solemn temple of light, palace, altar, and huge statue of Sinlos bathed in the warm divine light, which is one of the most huge landmark buildings in the city. The giant statue of the gods dozens of meters high, combined with the solemn and holy divine light. From all areas of the city, you can see the scene on this side, which gives people the firmness of faith and the peace of mind. This is the majesty of God, and is with all living beings.

Of course, in fact, on this night, the Palace of Light is also uneasy, and in the bath of the Holy Divine Light. Teams of priests, priests and law enforcement officers of the Palace of Light are also busy entering and leaving, and then spread to every soldier team that is now conducting law enforcement and searching in the city to guide and supervise their workplace. In the center of the Palace of Light, Archbishop Istro, Alanita, who belongs to the Ancient Things Processing Department, Edward, the guardian of the Temple of War, and several important figures in the current Light Divine Sect are also in the center, processing all the information feedback from the outside world.

"According to this plan, at the current progress, within six days, we can at least help His Majesty Filde control the situation near the imperial capital, so that he can officially obtain the throne, and within three months, stabilize the entire mainland of Atroca. At least in our control, the more troublesome is the central headquarters led by the Grand Princess Catherine. They have controlled the seven provinces as a breakthrough point to essentially govern the power. We can try to seize the two provinces of Oga and Palan. The other five, even if we cooperate with the monarchy and the constraints of the divine power, will take over by moderate means at least two years..."

A round table made of precious magic ebony, a white priest was second only to Istroti, telling his plan in detail, and another priest next to him also spoke when he paused his speech.

"In this regard, I think we can make some compromises. What we need is Atroca with the strongest military strength to deal with the Orc War two years later. What Catherine has always pursued is Atroca's stability. I think we can even hand over Atroca's power to this Lady Catherine in two years. She will dominate Atroca's future. It is much more reassuring than His Majesty Fellit."

Istro frowned: "Prince of Wells, please pay attention to your words. Such words cannot appear in public places. What we need now is the controllability of His Majesty Ferris."

"Yes, I'm not saying anything." The Priest Wells nodded.

Having said that, the white lord elf woman sitting beside her also spoke lightly: "No matter what your arrangements are, I need the strongest power we can use at the moment to search for the whereabouts of Adrian and others."

"But the strongest forces have been sent to Turin."

"The Tower of Heaven is more terrifying than the Doomsday War Heaven, but you are now spending your power on the factional battles about the throne of Atroca..."

"This is the most important thing for us at the moment. The Tower of Heaven is nothing more than nonsense." The white-clothed priest just now faced Alanita, not giving in at all. He was also a lord elves from Santoia. Therefore, in the founding place, there was no awe of ordinary officials of the Light God Palace. "We can't hand over all our power to your Ancient Things Handling Division. If it is to be terrible, I think that Al Rezaduk is a little more difficult than that Adrian."

"No matter who it is, I need a large number of people to search for them." The gray-haired and blue-eyed master elf woman also stood up with a frown, and a terrifying light flowed in her pupils.

"His Majesty Fellit has sent all the masters he can concentrate on to search for Al Rezadok. I don't think we need to put our strength on this."

"But Ficker covers Adrian, I have reason to believe that Adrian and his group are hiding in Ficker's system of power!"

"Do you mean to let us turn against Fericket's side for this little thing now?"

"Enough!" Alanita wanted to speak, and Istro had interrupted the quarrel between the two. "It is not the time to argue for this. The current situation is that half of Atroca's power has been concentrated in Turin for the sake of the Doomsday War Heaven. There is even that taboo weapon. Our current power is not enough to surround Adrian after finding Adrian. Alanita, I think we can only postpone this matter for the time being, and there is no way to do it..."

He sighed, and then his silver pupils looked at the dark void outside the chamber, southeast, in the direction of Turin.

"Just just now, I vaguely felt the elemental fluctuations thousands of miles away. That weapon... has been launched..."

At the same time, near a building in the imperial city, a team of soldiers holding torches ran past in neat and rapid pace.

The streets. The light illuminated the walls, courtyards, and neat and dense flowerbeds on both sides of the road. When the light of the torch finally disappeared at the corner at the end of the road, a figure appeared in the darkness, ran through the quiet street, and entered the hidden flowerbed. For a moment, Furna's figure appeared in the wet underground passage.

A faint sound seemed to be a strange sound at the end of the passage, and she was stunned. Then she ran over quickly and opened the door. In the dim magic light in the basement, a large cocoon wrapped around the human body was shaking violently on the bed. Tang Yi gritted his teeth, and a look of pain appeared in his expression.

"Ayi! What's wrong with you, Ayi?"

Furna rushed to the bed and hugged his body. She didn't know what the principle of this unheard of transformation method of the Doomsday War Heaven Technique, nor did she know if it could work for Tang Yi. She only knew that before this, the body belonging to Tang Yi had already suffered too much damage and could not withstand much trouble.

After a long time, the boy on the stone bed gradually calmed down. He closed his eyes and breathed rapidly. Furna hugged him quietly, hoping that through this strange cocoon, he could also let his lover feel her worry and warmth. Soon after, Tang Yi opened her eyes and saw the quiet tears on her face.

"I...I'm fine, don't worry..."

"What the hell is wrong..."

"I don't know..." Tang Yi closed his eyes again, as if he was savoring the feelings at that moment, with a hint of fear in his voice, "I don't know, but... Vincent seems to be in danger. I don't know what he did... He is very dangerous..."

The wind swayed, and the torrent of magic swept past.

Originally, everyone guarded near the range of the demon pressure to prevent Vincent from escaping the demon pressure before the Rage Dragon Cannon was fired. However, until the magic torrent came, the empty hut that had been strengthened by countless enhancements did not appear. When the light spot suddenly magnified, the white light belt condensed by the magic rushed past everyone like a train. In the field of vision, the torrent was like a huge wall, from the deep mountainside of the trees several miles away, and rushed towards the towering ridge on the other end of the field of vision.

The torrent of magic rushed past their eyes, and the huge force teared the wind and roared towards the inside. The people standing nearby tried their best to stabilize their bodies. Compared with the scene when the demon pressure was just now, everything in front of them began to become crazy. The plants, trees, sand and stones were torn from them, flew into the torrent, and immediately swallowed and disappeared. All sounds were suppressed, and the sensitivity was limited. All the power was disturbed and chaotic. Several temple warriors who were too close to the magic flow almost couldn't stand even if they had a level eight or above cultivation level. If someone next to him had quick eyes and hands, they would probably have been sucked into this devastating force and instantly vaporized.

Only at this time can people clearly realize that in terms of power, Ohabaum's Rage Dragon Cannon is worthy of the title of the world's most powerful magic weapon. Before this huge force that ruins the world, no matter how powerful a creature is, there is probably only room for retreat.

About half a minute later, the roar of destruction came faintly from the air. The energy flow teared the air and the mountains collapsed from afar. However, in my ears, everyone seemed to be able to hear their own breathing and the sound of their heart beating. In this extremely mysterious realm, the chaotic energy finally began to stabilize. The light curtain in front of me began to thin, turned into a spot of light, and then fell all over the sky...

On the earth in front of me is a giant ravine that stretches across the entire Turin city, more than ten meters wide. The land in the center is as smooth as a mirror under the squeeze of energy, and the semicircular groove extends ten miles away and is still collapsing and peeling cliffs. The magic hut that had previously existed in front of them has now disappeared without a trace under the rampant energy.

"Did the target...kill it..."

"Why didn't there be a last blow..."

Amid the discussion, a certain doubt also existed in everyone's heart. The demonic pressure when Ohabaum's Rage Dragon Cannon was stored and the hollow metal hut could not suppress the power of Doomsday War Heaven. Therefore, they were all defending Vincent's last resistance. However, this resistance did not happen. When the magic pressure suddenly came, until the last launch of Ohabaum's Rage Dragon Cannon swallowed the hut. The power of Doomsday War Heaven did not appear again, as calm as if he was dead.

But no matter what, the strongest attack of the magic cannon is something that really happened. Even if he had seen Vincent's strength, no one thought that he might survive the frontal bombardment of this cannon. Even Bacna Rorsch, who once had the name of invincible, would definitely not be able to resist such an inhuman attack.
Chapter completed!