The earth and the sky all became the power in Barcelona's hands. He seemed to be holding the reins to tame the rebellious twin cities.
The stars in the universe light up in clusters, and they are clearly visible in the clear sky.
Under the starry sky, Barcelona stepped on the chain and raised his hand to hold a golden star spear.
He raised the spear behind him, and the swaying light instantly shattered the space thousands of meters behind him.
"As a scholar, I admire your sacrifice, Janna, but please rest in peace!" Barceló seemed to have reached the extreme of strength and beauty for a moment, and then the blazing light gun was thrown out by him with all his strength.
At this moment, countless magic formations overlapped in the path of the light gun. The aura of the explosion spread out, and the energy in the middle of the path was infected into strange colors.
The energy on the halo flashes, and then automatically flows into an amplifying array, further amplifying the light gun.
But the efficient use of light energy demonstrates the profundity of Barcelona's technique.
The golden spear reached rapid speed in an instant, and when it was about to penetrate the entire barrier, the bearded lady turned around without hesitation, transforming into the sun and crashing into it.
The two collided in an instant, and the jewel-like shield around Ms. Beard's body shattered. She finally turned around and looked at the huge "ship of escape", and smiled freely.
"It's just a trip to Ouchen..."
The emerald green gem shattered into pieces. Ms. Bearded raised her hand and smashed the spear into pieces with a punch. She allowed the spells and curses on the spear to engulf herself. She directed all the remaining impact force towards the binding barrier.
chain.
The green fire swept through the entire sky and burned out all the prohibitions of the protoss.
This is the supreme and final flame!
Unstoppable!
The entire "escape ship" was engulfed in flames, turned into a meteor falling from the sky, and crashed into the cross-border gate.
And just when Ms. Beard was determined to fight with death, in the west of the mainland, an extremely strange and tragic roar suddenly spread from the depths of the spiritual realm to the real world.
A huge, dark shadow enveloped the entire Mount Titan.
Then countless pairs of scarlet eyes opened from the shadows.
That's a jackdaw with its wings spread!
"Heaven!!!"
Fiddlesticks returned from the Sea of Fear, and his figure emerged from the darkness. His skinny body was wrapped in thick black rags, and a deep, dark crown floated on his terrifying head.
When Chai Anping completely controlled the Sea of Anger, he finally took advantage of the precious opportunity of the imbalance in the spiritual sea to conquer the Sea of Fear with the body of a "demon".
He is already one of the supreme beings in this world!
Fiddlesticks' body is changing all the time, and he has become "fear" itself. The former name of devil is no longer a shackle for him!
Compared to Chai Anping's control over the Sea of Wrath, Fiddlesticks is purer and more skilled.
There is no one in the entire universe who understands the existence of this power better than He, so it is natural that He can exert all this supreme power.
But now, He had just finished his promotion and immediately came to Mount Targon, intending to take revenge on the gods as "Contestant Mann Winchester"!
Fiddlesticks was bright red, and the shadow behind him blocked the entire sky, preventing any stars from shining their light.
In the shadow, the shadow of the Sea of Fear hung upside down, covering half of the southern continent in the blink of an eye.
Fiddlesticks, who had completely regained his will, came forward without waiting for a moment. He looked down at the majestic mountain peaks with magnificent divine light. The holy and pure starlight only made him feel sick.
"I have forgotten so much, but now I have remembered everything."
"The most fundamental reason why I hate the protoss..."
"The god Pandora is also a celestial being."
He was summoned to Runeterra from a long time ago and became a monster in the mouth of the gods. Over time, he became the spokesperson of all kinds of indescribable things.
All the pain and suffering, as well as the restless life, are all given by Pandora.
Fiddlesticks didn't know why Targon didn't attack immediately because of his appearance, but it was no longer important. Now as Counterstan Mann Winchester, the master of the Sea of Fear, he only needed to implement
My will is to tear down this mountain!
He raised his skinny hands, and a bloody sickle fell into his palms.
Fiddlesticks held the scythe and danced morbidly. The skinny body, the dark cloth, and the invisible fear spread out.
The twisted and weird atmosphere blasphemed the magnificent holy light, and the filthy turbidity invaded every corner. All the mortals who believed in the stars at the foot of the mountain wailed and died. Some people gnawed on each other, and some were frightened to death directly in hallucinations.
Some people directly bumped into the totem of their faith and wanted to smear it with dirty blood.
Fiddlesticks looked at this scene and laughed crazily.
There were roars from Mount Targon, but all he saw were the stars constantly reinforcing the barrier, and the aura of the solitary guardian star.
So he became even more unscrupulous. If the main force of the protoss is not at Mount Titan today, then this mountain...he will definitely destroy it today!
The blood and flesh of mortals were obliterated, turning into bloody crows that crashed into the light barrier on Mount Targon, leaving behind traces of blood stains that were difficult to remove.
"Fiddlesticks!"
Tariq yelled angrily: "Stop!"
Fiddlesticks looked at the guardian protoss, and paused in a strange posture. He laughed arrogantly: "You are destined to be a sad person. You have the cognition of a mortal, but you are forced to become a protoss... It's really ridiculous.
The more you protect me, the more you lose!"
This sentence directly touched Tarik's confused heart. Although he was "under house arrest" in the peak by Barcelona, he still vaguely received some news from the outside world.
This made his already divided heart even more painful. As a Demacian, he respected the protoss and was even willing to sacrifice his life for this belief.
But as he joined Mount Targon, he discovered that the gods, who were bright on the surface, also hid an unsightly darkness.
The closer he gets, the more his faith and love are shaken.
At this time, facing Fiddlesticks' demonic whisper, he fell silent.
What exactly is he, the guardian, protecting?
The guardian protoss recognized his will, so he was ultimately allowed to dominate the guardian consciousness of this generation, but in the end he was not a protoss and could not wholeheartedly recognize the interests of the protoss.
And once the will starts to become confused, the strong foundation that the guardian relies on for support will also be shaken.
The Targon defense system led by Tariq had a fatal flaw at this moment!
Fiddlesticks laughed wildly. Being extremely powerful, he did not miss the opportunity. He threw the sickle hard and embedded it into the barrier. In an instant, the upside-down sea of fear suddenly fell down, and the rolling sea water was like countless thunder explosions.