Two majestic and terrifying forces collided fiercely with each other in the center of the battlefield. The golden wall released by Paladin Sgor was engraved with some very ancient-looking patterns on the side facing the impact of the destructive force.
These patterns are constantly intertwined and shining in the roar of energy, absorbing most of the oncoming power into the divine pattern composed of these patterns.
Sgor was half-kneeling on the ground with his long sword in hand. He lowered his head slightly and half-closed his eyes. The look on his face was calm and soothing, as if he was in a vast grassland with a breeze blowing on his face.
The power of the Destruction Rune is like an endless rolling flood, and the golden wall is like a tough reef that stands stubbornly in the flood.
The floods are rolling and roaring, and they are constantly impacting the rocks, but the rocks are always standing upright, no matter how the flood vents its monstrous power in front of it, it will not move at all!
Most of the power of the torrent of destruction has been blocked by the golden wall built by Sgor, but the power of destruction is not a real flood after all. It has the characteristics of energy dissipation and can circumvent the frontline defenses to a limited extent.
The weakness behind the shield.
A small amount of destructive power spread over the top of the golden barrier like smoke, eroding from mid-air to the professional military formation behind Sgoll.
Although this destructive power is very thin, it is still the power of a terrifying hell demon after all. Moreover, the professionals and angels in the military formation have not yet recovered the ability to use their own power, so if this power is allowed to penetrate into the crowd,
, that is also very dangerous.
Seeing this, the group of legendary powerhouses behind Sgor looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and charged directly towards the escaping destructive power, wrapped in thin original power!
The legendary strong men tried their best to squeeze out the nearly exhausted primitive power from their bodies, turned them into armor and wrapped their bodies, entangled with the power of destruction in mid-air.
As soon as the two parties came into contact, the terrifying characteristics of the power of destruction were immediately revealed. The original power armor covered by the legendary strong men who were the first to hit the power of destruction was instantly ignited by the power of destruction like fire oil.
, blazing blood-red flames immediately shot out from their bodies!
"Ah! Damn it!"
"Quickly put out the fire! What the hell are these ghosts!"
"I can't put it out! Come and help me!"
The panicked cries for help from the legendary strong men rang out one after another, and everyone who was contaminated by the power of destruction burned with raging fire of destruction!
The extraordinary Sgor is focusing on maintaining the most important line of defense, and is completely unable to care about the legendary strong men who have been ignited.
Fortunately, this paladin is not the only transcendent here.
Seeing all the legendary professional commanders being swallowed up by the fire, the father of the barbarians, Burqasso, suddenly burst out with an earth-shattering roar!
This roar actually formed a substantial sound wave, centering on him and spreading crazily in all directions!
The legendary powerhouses affected by this sound wave immediately felt as if their entire bodies were covered with a layer of invisible armor, and even the layer of red evil flames burning outside their bodies was dissipated by the sound wave.
They immediately took this opportunity to quickly mobilize the original power within their bodies to counterattack the burning flames on their bodies. With the help of the power given to them by Bulqessor, they quickly dispersed the evil flames.
However, before these legendary strong men who had dispelled the flames could take a breath to celebrate their escape from death, a crisp explosion like rock shattering suddenly reached everyone's ears.
People who heard this voice immediately raised their heads subconsciously and looked at the huge wall protecting them in front of them. Then everyone saw with pale faces that an obvious crack had appeared on the huge golden wall!
Bulcaisuo clenched the two swords in his hands with a serious expression. He glanced at Sgor, who was half-kneeling there, and then found that the look on his face had begun to twitch unconsciously at some point...
"It seems that I can't hold on anymore. I didn't expect that even the 'Wall of Mercy' can't stop this tide of destruction... But that's right, it is a demon-level power after all!"
He waved the two swords in his hands, his body slowly arched, and at the same time, blue arcs of electricity jumped again on his body.
"We have to fight hard!"
Bulcaisel roared, and his whole body was instantly enveloped by a layer of electric arc, and his whole body looked like he was ready to go.
However, just when he was about to open his original realm and transform into a raging thunder to fight to the death with the onrushing power of destruction, the cracking gaps in the golden barrier called the "Wall of Mercy" suddenly stopped.
It continues to spread...
The barbarian who had transformed into lightning was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but at this moment, the tall golden barrier suddenly collapsed from the middle with a "bang"!
"Damn it!" Bulcaisel immediately turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards the place where the barrier collapsed, preparing to meet the onrushing force of destruction.
However, when he flew in front of the breach, he realized that there was still some surging destructive power!
Only traces of extremely thin red clouds poured in from the cracks in the golden barrier, just like the clouds that just attacked those legendary strong men!
He looked up in a daze, only to see that the other side of the crack in the golden wall was completely empty. The unstoppable tide of destruction like a mountain torrent had long since disappeared. Looking ahead, there was only "
The walls of the "Heavenly Tribulation" fortress, and the gradually dimming runes of destruction on the walls...
"Phew! It's so dangerous, so dangerous!"
Sgor's voice came from below, and the brilliance of the golden fortress slowly turned into tiny spots of light that dissipated in mid-air as he opened his mouth.
Bulcasso lowered his head and looked at the paladin, only to see that the layer of purple-gold light lingering on his body had completely disappeared. Even the divine sword inlaid with eight purple-gold gems in his hand had now returned to its original form.
That look of junk.
Sigor sat down on the dirty ground of the battlefield without any image, raised his head and glanced very tiredly at Bulcaisuo in mid-air.
"Barbarian, I'll leave the rest to you...I can't make it, I have to...make up for it...get some sleep..."
After stumblingly saying this, Sgor raised his head and landed on the ground with a bang, and within half a second he started to make a loud snoring sound...
"This guy sleeps when he wants to. He doesn't care about the time, but you also care about the occasion!"
Bulcaisuo shook his head helplessly, and then pouted at the two legendary strongmen beside him: "Go, send Lord Crown back to the back camp, don't wake him up, let him have a good sleep...
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The two legends took the order and left. Bulcaisuo turned around again and looked at the tall figure on the top of the city with cold eyes.
"I'm not as capable as you in defense, but in offense...hey! I, Bulkesso, will not lose to anyone if I ask myself!"
"The whole army attacks! Let those hell bastards have a taste of our knives and axes!"
