How long has it been since I looked up and saw that bright sun?

Many residents of Argyle, one of the only remaining bright cities in the Arad continent, looked up at the gray and gloomy sky, taking pleasure in their misery, describing the flashing and frightening thunder as the gaze of a god, briefly bringing light.

The sun shines warmly and brilliantly on the earth, the rivers are clear and translucent, the mountains and forests are green, the breeze is fresh, and the flowers are blooming... This beautiful scenery is not so precious in the main dimension, or it is something that has long been accustomed to, but the residents of the chaotic dimension only have it in this world.

I've seen it in ancient books.

Doomsday world!

Darkness has shrouded the world for more than seven hundred years, and generations have been reborn and buried. To put it bluntly, 90% of people have lost the "fighting spirit" to defeat Chaos!

From birth to growth, and even to old age and decay, what they see and hear in this world is the same gray sky, barren soil, and pretenders everywhere... In order to adapt to the environment, the vegetation often becomes a little distorted.

, looks weird.

This is a completely rigid way of thinking. The darkness has lasted for too long. This is not a shame for a year or two. It is full of enthusiasm and has not yet cooled down, but it can make a comeback.

It is not a "legacy" of more than ten years or decades. The descendants should be brave and inherit the will of the ancestors.

From Arad 258 to 993... No matter how passionate and unyielding the will was, it was gradually buried in the past time and turned into a handful of loess.

The two bright cities of Argyle and Seliti have changed from "eliminating chaos and welcoming light" to guarding the last place of mankind.

"Lord City Lord!" A guard hurriedly ran over, unable to hide his panic, and said: "In the northern Stru Mountains, a small team received news that a huge gap opened in the sky, and there was a transfer phenomenon. Countless pretenders seemed to be sucked.

Entered another world."

"Isn't this a good thing?" someone said. He was full of blood and strong, with a huge sword like a door panel wrapped in black cloth behind his back.

His name is Demian. He was once a heroic berserker, but he was accidentally captured by the forces of Keyas and underwent inhumane genetic modification. He merged with part of the bloodline of Warcraft and completely released Kazan's curse.

But Demian was unyielding, and after escaping, he was lucky enough to obtain the magic sword Apophis. He used the evil power of the magic sword to counteract the crazy bloodline of monsters in his body. He is currently one of the strongest people in Argyle, with initial source-level strength.

Very prestigious.

The more pretenders die, the safer Argyle and Seliti will be. This is a simple and easy-to-understand truth.

"However, there is a massive army of pretenders gathering, marching towards Argyle. The leading warriors are the Queen of Pain who is a fusion of ghosts, the Skeleton King of bones, and..." The guard's voice trembled, "Despair

Of Taimat!”

The total territory of Argyle is about half the size of Xuzu, which seems very impressive, but compared to the dark continent of Arad, it is not even one percent of the total size.

There is a large Holy Blessing Barrier on the outside of the territory. It is said that this is the legacy of the young saint. Ancient books record that in order to protect Arad, he fought on the front line until he died of exhaustion without taking a single step back.

The army of pretenders swarmed towards the Holy Blessing Barrier in Argyle like a tide. Although the Keyas forces often tried to break through, they were firmly blocked from the barrier. This was the first time that it was on such a huge scale.

At the observation platform of the frontline sentry, the priests on duty were trembling all over. There were large swaths of completely mutated pretenders, mixed with many transformed humans. The legion of pretenders could not be seen to the end, and they were densely packed and surging towards this place, which was frightening.

be terrified.

A hell horse whose whole body was burning with blue flames, the ground burned into ashes wherever it passed. Taimat sneered ferociously, the cloak on his shoulders was like a black sky, and the spear pattern was gorgeous and bloody.

He hasn't made a move for a long time. The taste of gun blood is addictive.

"kill!"

The spear cracked the rocks and shattered the sky, its edge bloomed, the black light surged, and a terrifying hurricane tornado roared, slamming into the materialized Holy Blessing Barrier.

Click!

Argyll's urgently assembled troops suddenly felt cold all over, stunned, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

The relics left by the saints, the barrier defense that had protected Argyle for hundreds of years, was also the source of confidence for the residents. Spider-web-like cracks actually appeared under the light of Taimat's spear.

As long as there are a few more attacks, it will only be a matter of time before it collapses.

"Stupid humans, don't you understand?" Taimat called back his spear and sneered, "We don't attack Argyle and Seliti. It's not because we have nothing to do with the barrier, but because we deliberately give you some charity.

Self-righteous hope.”

The God of Chaos has penetrated the sky and the earth, and is invincible. How can there be nothing that can be done about the barrier left by a mere saint? Gu Chu

Leaving these two cities behind and admiring their joy, hope, and eventual despair... is just a little bit of fun for the God of Chaos.

Now, the pleasure of the God of Chaos has changed. He wants to attack another mysterious dimension, another dimension where Michel is still there, so the pleasure of Argyle and Seliti's existence has disappeared, and they should simply be destroyed.

Belias has already led his army to attack Seliti, another city of light. It will take at most two days to break through the barrier, massacre the entire city, and replenish one million troops for the invasion of another world.

crisis!

Everyone in the city of Argyle looked pale, with deep despair in their dead-gray eyes.

"Hope" was originally a very beautiful thing, but now it has become a plaything played at will by the enemy, a ray of charity from the devil, and a silent mockery of chaos.

"For the sake of light!" Demian was furious and untied the seal of Apophis behind him. His blood surged wildly and his eyes turned scarlet.

He directly entered a state of rampage with strong sequelae, otherwise, there would be no chance of winning against Taimat of Despair, who has been famous for hundreds of years.

"Kill! Leave no one behind!" Taimat waved his spear, ruthlessly.

As expected, the Holy Blessing Barrier was torn apart by the attack, and the mutated pretenders roared and swept across from the sky and the earth like a tsunami, and had the most brutal collision with the army that exuded light.

At the beginning, the light was like a sharp knife, ruthlessly tearing apart the front of the pretenders, but the power of darkness is infinite, and no matter how dazzling the light is, it will gradually dim.

A priest swung a huge penitent hammer, and a wisp of thunder filled the air, smashing the bodies of the pretenders, but the burly body was in turn covered by tsunami-like monsters, and the light was extinguished forever.

"No!"

A group of spearmen with bright spears as weapons were furious. Behind the Holy Blessing Barrier were newly planted fertile fields. In two months it would be the harvest season, which was related to the warmth of the people in the city.

Now trampled by hordes of pretenders, the green color is crushed into dust...

The Holy Blessing barrier was shattered, the first line of defense was breached, the frontline troops suffered heavy losses, and the area lost half of its area again. The Holy Relics exhausted their power and their light dimmed... One bad news after another made Argyle

The city fell into stasis.

"Great Saint, please save us in despair." A little girl trembled in front of the statue of Michelle, took off her headdress, and worshiped it as a flower.

The statue of the young saint is lifelike, with a resolute expression and his eyes looking into the distance.

The holy eyes shaped by hard stone suddenly shed two lines of tears.

The battle was cruel. Demian was bleeding from all his orifices, and the magic sword was damaged due to the impact. He roared, blood beads oozed from the surface of his skin, and transformed into a terrifying human-shaped blood demon. He pounced on the pretenders in the army in a moon-eating posture.

Skeleton King.

That was a reformer who was not weaker than him. It was said that the bones in his body came from the underworld, so he had unlimited power to awaken the dead.

Many soldiers who had just died in the battle straightened up their bleeding bodies under his magic and rushed towards Argyle, who was still guarding just now.

Fireworks filled the sky, blood flowed into rivers, and when I looked around, I couldn't see "hope" at all...

"ah!"

An extremely shrill scream slightly awakened Demian's nearly comatose consciousness. He was captured by the army of pretenders. Because the modified body was very valuable, he was not killed directly.

"Who is that...?!" Demian struggled to open his eyes covered in blood, and suddenly saw the Skeleton King who was showing off his power just now. He screamed and was punched by a mysterious man, and his body exploded into pieces all over the sky.

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Ye Lin frowned. After he arrived, he spent some time adapting to the fainting feeling across the border. He didn't expect that such a big change would suddenly happen.
Chapter completed!