Volume 7 Mortals and Gods Chapter 782 Destruction (6)
"His power comes from the altar!"
Belegar shouted, then waved his hand, and a fighting spirit spear flew towards the altar as fast as thunder.
However, the moment the rapidly moving magic spear touched the edge of the altar, there was only a loud bang. The magic spear hit an invisible shield, exploded into a rain of fire, and then disappeared.
A soft wind of magic gently passed by Belegar and blew towards Zaneac who was fighting hard.
Iros said hurriedly in the darkness: "The magic book in his hand contains the magic of teleportation! If he doesn't run away, he wants to drag us here!"
A purple flame suddenly lit up in the darkness, and Goodwin's giant hammer hit Dizan Ek's head hard, knocking him to the ground.
But the high priest immediately got up, and the magic book in his hand sprayed out countless death energy, wiping a scar on Goodwin's arm.
All the darkness in the hall gathered on the altar at this time, and dazzling flames continued to explode around the invisible shield, struggling to hold up under the pressure of darkness.
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In an instant, the powerful men in the palace took action, and the turbulent energy flowing from all directions was like a chisel, forcibly carving out the flesh and blood from the high priest's body bit by bit!
Belegar slipped out of the palace again.
A moment later, the shrill roars of orcs on the verge of death could be heard one after another outside the sacrificial hall, and then countless orcs' fragmented limbs and heads flew in from outside the hall and smashed into the high priest Zan'ike.
Other corpses flew towards the altar and exploded above the altar, sprinkling a waterfall of blood!
The altar's shield can block powerful attacks and magic, but it will not react to these powerless corpses and blood.
As soon as the animal blood fell into the altar, it was immediately evaporated by the high temperature of the flame into blue and dark green mist.
More and more orc corpses were thrown into the altar. The flames of the altar finally changed color.
"Doom Guards! Where are the Doom Guards!"
Zan Aike, who could no longer hold on any longer, sensed the decline of his body-protecting power and shouted almost in despair.
The doomsday guards were sealed in the deepest part of the Temple of Death. They had two passages leading to the ground. Zan'ike sensed a sudden burst of powerful aura at one of the exits, but no matter how he called, the doomsday guards in the sensing area
I just couldn't get out of this exit. It was obviously blocked by someone and I was in a hard fight.
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At the other exit, those terrifying doomsday guards stepped out one after another, and lost contact with Zan Ek one after another.
It was as if they had stepped into a mass of absolute darkness, and there was no news from them.
In just a short period of time, Zan Aike was hit by countless attacks from powerful men, and his bones were exposed in many places on his body.
Among them, Iros's song erupted with fighting spirit energy that even penetrated directly through its chest!
The magic book in the hand of the high priest quickly turned a page. It roared wildly and bumped into Goodwin's giant hammer with its shoulder, knocking it back and flying out!
Goodwin looked surprised. He really couldn't imagine how this orc priest, who was injured to the point of death, could still have such huge power in his body.
Taking advantage of the situation, Zang Aike flew up and threw himself at the altar. The green fire on the altar also rose accordingly, and his broken body was swept in.
Iros saw through Zan Aike's attempt and immediately exclaimed: "He is going to teleport!"
Iros waved his hand and instantly released a blade-like energy storm. However, he did not expect that the high priest would choose to knock away Goodwin's giant hammer and escape. Therefore, the offensive was finally a step slower, and he only had time to intercept Zanai.
Gram's leg.
Iros's face changed slightly. If this orc priest who can attract the divine power of death escapes, there will be endless troubles!
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As for missing a leg, it is not impossible for death believers to regenerate a leg.
However, it was already too late, Zan'ike's body had become transparent in the flames of the altar.
The strong men present all knew that the orc high priest had already jumped out of this space at this moment, and the figure in the flames was just an afterimage.
Goodwin's face was extremely ugly. He was indeed too careless just now.
Just when the powerful men were secretly annoyed, a shrill roar suddenly sounded in the sacrificial hall, and all the burning flames were extinguished in an instant!
Momentary darkness.
Suddenly, a strong polar silver lightning cut through the darkness and leapt over the hall!
In an instant, the stream of light was so dazzling that all the strong men dared not look directly at it.
When the blinding electric light dissipated, a long sword with a silver halo was stuck straight on the ground in the center of the hall.
An invisible wave of power spread out in all directions with the long sword as the center, covering the entire Temple of Death in an instant!
Within the scope of this powerful wave of power, the structure of all spaces was slightly distorted!
Somewhere in the Temple of Death, Zan'ek screamed and popped out of the void!
What kind of power is it to forcibly interrupt the teleportation that has been cast by distorting the space structure?
There was silence in the sacrificial hall.
Everyone stared at the sword in silence, with complicated expressions.
The upright long sword not only interrupted Zan Aike's teleportation, it also proudly declared its power to the strong men, and from the flowing silver light, the strong men even sensed a little anger!
Belegar's face was pale, and just now the sword almost passed by the tip of his nose. At this moment, not a single hair of his was entangled in the tail of the spear.
As if responding to a call from somewhere, the long sword suddenly jumped up and flew into the void on its own.
This is none other than Kungunir, the magic sword of Iros.
At this moment, Belegar's call suddenly came from the distance, and all the powerful men remained silent and ran towards the direction from which the call came.
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In front of a large building, Belegar was engaged in a bitter battle.
Belegar held a double-edged giant ax that he snatched from nowhere, shouted loudly, and fought hard among the orc warriors.
Around him, there will always be instant fireballs, shock waves, and even ice picks exploding.
Anyway, there are orc warriors on all sides, and no matter how much magic you use, you can blow up a few of them.
Belegar fought hard only because there was really no time to kill so many orcs.
For some unknown reason, almost all the orc warriors from the Temple of Death gathered here from all directions, risking their own lives and pounced on Belegar one by one!
The first ones who rushed forward were elite warriors, including some shamans and priests, but by the end of Belegar's battle, almost all those who rushed toward him were waiters and cooks who didn't know much about martial arts!
Belegar's eyes were filled with splatters of blood and internal organs, and the ferocious faces of countless orcs were dangling before his eyes.
The double-edged giant ax in his hand has long since flown to nowhere, and his fighting spirit has almost been exhausted. However, as long as he has sufficient energy, Belega can still become a killing machine.
Thin scales appeared on his body again, and his hands turned into sharp claws. He tore open the chests of each orc almost by instinct. He took out the heart, crushed it into pieces, and then pounced on the next victim.
I don’t know how long the killing took.
Belegar suddenly felt the pressure lighten. He looked around and realized that the last opponent had been torn to pieces by him. Hundreds of orc corpses were strewn in the square. There were more orcs who were unable to survive for a while because of their tenacious vitality.
He could die. He could only helplessly let out shrill wails.
Fiona and Goodwin stood among the orc corpses, with expressions of sadness on their faces.
Belegar walked towards the hall in front of him. He knew that there must be something important hidden here, otherwise these orcs would not try their best to stop him.
He tried to move, but couldn't move, and there was a sharp pain in his legs.
Belegar looked down and saw that an orc whose heart had been taken out but was still alive was hugging his leg and biting his calf fiercely.
Belegar smiled coldly, raised his right hand high, and stretched out sharp claws on his five fingers again.
His hand rose but did not fall.
The orc had died just a moment ago. But his arms holding Belega's legs were still so strong.
Belegar sighed, bent down, slowly pulled the orc's hand away, and reached out to touch the wide-open eyes. Then he walked to the front of the hall, pushed hard, and the two locked doors opened.
The palace door collapsed!
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The moment the palace door fell, Belegar, Fiona, and Goodwin were all stunned.
In the huge hall with a radius of 100 meters, thousands of young orcs supported each other, with a look of fear on their faces.
In front of them were more than ten adult orcs.
Belegar scanned the main hall for a week. The layout here was very similar to the human magic academy. It seemed to be a school for educating young orcs.
Needless to say, those who can learn in the Temple of Death are the elites of various orc races.
Belegar's eyes fell on the young orcs in the palace. Orcs of this age, regardless of race, were not vicious, only cute.
Moreover, the young orcs here are obviously different from all the orcs Belegar has ever seen. The light of wisdom can be seen in their eyes showing fear.
At least until just now, Belegar would never have thought that the orcs would also establish their own academy.
Maybe their intelligence is really not far from that of humans and dwarves.