Chapter 1020 The Power of Annihilation

Amber says she "caught" a Typhon outside the castle.

However, in fact, the word "grab" is not appropriate - the other party appeared in front of the guards of the castle aboveboard, and after revealing his identity, he walked into the hall with great cooperation.

A tall woman with long black hair wearing a black senior maid costume was brought to Gawain. Gawain could be sure that he had never seen this person anywhere, but he knew that at such a critical moment The person who appeared in front of her was by no means easy - even if she looked like a court maid.

"She suddenly appeared in front of the guard and said that she was sent by Rosetta Augustus and wanted to see you," Amber reported the situation. "She seemed to have walked through the entire blockade..."

Gawain nodded and looked at the black-haired lady, "What's your name?"

"Diana, serve the Augustus family as a maid," the black-haired lady looked at Gawain with incomparably calm eyes, "My master asked me to see you."

For a person who called herself a "maid", her attitude seemed too indifferent and relaxed, which made Gawain unable to bear curiosity, but he was more curious about the mission the other party shouldered "Rosetta faction" What are you going to do?"

"Do nothing," said the lady who called herself Diana calmly. "Master, let me appear in front of you, and the rest is up to you."

"Do nothing..." Gawain's pupils shrank slightly, he seemed to understand something, but then he frowned and stared at him, "So, you are what Rosetta Augustus released to me. 'Signal'...but it's still too risky, even if you don't do anything, the signal is too risky..."

"It doesn't matter," Diana shook her head calmly. "As long as I don't say unnecessary things, I won't enter the sight of the gods - because I have no heart."

"No heart?" Gawain looked at the other party with some doubts, but just as he was about to ask something, a low humming sound like thunder rolling in distant clouds suddenly came from high in the east, interrupting him. The next words also attracted everyone's attention-the officers near the window subconsciously looked up at the direction from which the sound came, and then, the change between the world and the earth in the direction of Winterfort was presented in front of everyone.

One after another beams cut through the darkness brought by the blizzard. Under the shroud of the strange starry sky, with the main peak of Winterhold as the center, the tops of more than ten peaks rose up like magic flames that ran through the sky and the earth, and the powerful magic shredded. The gathered clouds stirred the edge of the blizzard, and large-scale lightning continued to burst out in the sky. "Net" is lighting up little by little!

Amber looked at the brilliance from a distance,

She finally saw some clues from the trajectory of the light veins - that was the barracks where the Typhonians gathered on the defense line! It is a huge network formed by connecting the stationing points of hundreds of thousands of extraordinary people!

She opened her eyes wide and turned her head suddenly to tell Gawain what she had found, but before she could speak, a violent flash suddenly came from a distance among the dozen or so peaks lit up with beams, one of which was The beam of light suddenly doubled, and a dazzling ball of light rose up from there and quickly flew to the sky along the beam. After a delay of just a few seconds, the ball of light penetrated again, which had been torn apart. The cloud like this smashed into the storm in the center of the plain at an almost vertical angle, and smashed into the place where the God of War came!

The extraordinary vision allowed Gawain to see the scene in the distance more clearly than others. He watched the ball of light lift off into the sky, watch it fall into the storm, and watch it explode in mid-air, tearing apart the blizzard. The curtain formed, the dazzling light stream washed the earth like a waterfall, after a brief stupor, he finally recognized what it was, "That is... the creation of annihilation?!!"

He turned sharply to the woman who called herself "Diana", who just met his gaze calmly. "Yes, the Creation of Oblivion - we have spent many years restoring this ancient magic."

"Could it be that you want to kill a god by relying on such a 'creation of annihilation'?!" Gawain was stunned, he couldn't help but said in a questioning tone, and at the same time he subconsciously looked back into the distance, as expected Yes, in the depths of the constantly dissipating storm and the fading stream of light, a majestic figure is emerging little by little.

Diana's voice came slowly from behind him, "Obviously, that's not enough."

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The turbulent white light blast washed through the air like a flood, and the miracle of the blizzard was quickly torn apart and neutralized a large hole in front of this violent magic storm, and the creation of annihilation set off a horror between the plains. After a short delay, the mushroom cloud rose into the air - the rock instantly vaporized, the hurricane blew away the mud and snow in the distance, and the spherical shock wave visible to the naked eye spread with the place where the god of war descended as the core.

However, as the curtain formed by the impact gradually dissipated, the majestic figure reappeared in front of everyone, still standing like a mountain.

An invisible gust of wind blew across the plain, and the armored giant stood quietly in the impact pit formed by the Creation of Oblivion. A layer of iron-gray halo flowed on his body, and there was not even a trace of scars on the armor under the halo.

Then, he slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the "annoying insects".

There was no flesh and blood under the empty helmet, only a chaotic and crazy light flickered in the depths of the unidentified matter that was shrinking and wriggling. In that light, there was no sense or pity.

He moved towards the direction where the Typhons were stationed, and after a short delay of one second, he stepped towards the main peak where Winterhold is located. With this heavy step, the earth began to tremble, and the magic in the air boiled like a flame. Many ants and beasts who hid deep in the ground and narrowly escaped the creation of annihilation were driven away from their lair by great fear, and frantically wanted to escape from this place, but they were burned to dryness as soon as they emerged from the ground. Turned into various twisted and terrifying flesh and blood corpses, and large tracts of plants fell into the wind - they escaped the torrent of magic power due to their long distances, but quickly withered and died under the pressure of the mad god.

Rosetta Augustus stood in front of the hallucination wall of the hall of magic, and the wall clearly showed a terrifying sight in the distance-the giant in iron-gray armor was striding forward, like a cold war machine toward the winter. The direction of the castle marched forward, and death was the banner and army behind him. Wherever he walked, flames burned out of thin air, and all life was quickly harvested.

The communication crystal not far away was flashing, and the voice of the mage sentinel came from it, "The first attack is invalid! The visual target is not damaged! The target is moving towards us!"

The expression on Rosetta's face didn't change. "Go ahead, second shot."

As his voice fell, a white beam of light suddenly expanded over another mountain near Winterhold, and another huge ball of light rose from the magic circle on the top of the mountain. After a short delay, the ball of light fell from the sky again. The iron-grey giant was once again enveloped in the shock wave and mushroom cloud caused by the big bang.

At the same time, in the vast expanse of the entire Winterhold area, between the camps and outposts surging with magic light, a piercing scream suddenly sounded above the camp of a certain magician, and the turbulent magic caused the The surge impacted the protective facilities of the camp-the powerful and precise protective devices in the past were vulnerable to the powerful magic skills from the ancient Gondor Empire. The surge instantly penetrated the barrier of the camp, and countless fine electric sparks Like a huge wave, it rolled through the entire station.

Hundreds of low-level mages and their guard knights fell one by one, some falling into a deep coma due to the depletion of their magic power, while others were killed on the spot.

As a result, the magic network covering the Winterhold defense line suddenly dimmed, and in front of the defense line, the mushroom cloud raised by the explosion of the Annihilation Creation was rapidly dissipating.

The mountain-like giant walked out of it unhurriedly, taking heavy steps, approaching the line of defense formed by mortals step by step.

Several griffin scouts lifted off from the vicinity, trying to circle around the giant, but two of the knights accidentally got too close—or maybe the two poor griffins were overwhelmed by the ubiquitous terror. Spiritually, they and their masters suddenly rushed in the direction of the giant uncontrollably, hitting the giant's iron-gray armor like a flying insect hitting a bell tower.

The surface of the armor that seemed to be made of metal suddenly appeared with layers of waves, and the two griffin knights and their mounts melted into the armor, leaving only a rust-like spot on the spot.

After just half a second, even the spot disappeared completely.

The voice of the sentry came from the crystal, "The second attack is invalid, and the target is not damaged! Keep approaching our defense line!"

Rosetta stared calmly at the projected image on the phantom wall "Continue."

The third light ball rose, and correspondingly, another camp on the defense line suddenly fell into darkness.

The huge mushroom cloud rose again, covering the sky and the sun, the figure of the giant was once again shrouded in a thick curtain, but the sound of heavy footsteps sounded again from the depths of the explosion cloud-the earth was still shaking, accompanied by this terrible Trembling, the huge iron-grey figure strode out proudly!

Palin Winterhold stood on the tall mage tower and watched the giants approaching Winterhold in the distance through another set of monitoring devices. The learned and brave leader of the battle mage felt his heart pounding. , he has never experienced the tension, fear or even despair like today-even if there is no spiritual pollution from the gods, the huge pressure still makes him feel a little suffocated. He looked at the giant that was marching forward, When I clenched my fists, I realized that the palms and backs of my palms were all sweaty.

The Creation of Three Obliterations! three times! Even the most sturdy fortress built by human beings can't be safe after being continuously bombarded by this terrible magic, but that giant... He didn't even slow down in his footsteps!

Palin Winterhold knows what the Creation of Oblivion is. He has personally participated in the analysis and restoration of this ancient magic, and has personally completed its final link - this is a terrible power from the age of ancient Gondor, once Only the magic of the Deep Blue Well can support its appearance in this world, and now, Typhon's mages can rely on unique mass casting skills and a huge supply of magic to bring it back to the world.

Every creation of annihilation is accompanied by a huge price. Hundreds and thousands of superhumans will be drained, priceless crystals and gems will be burned into powder, and many people will probably die-this is a kind of Not a "cost-effective" weapon, when it was done, many mages were even disappointed that it was difficult to use in actual combat, but now it's taken out to achieve a must be done no matter the cost Mission, but... can this really be done?

The voice of drooling came from the side, and the Earl of Winterhold knew that this was an unintentional movement by a nervous mage officer, but he didn't have the slightest intention to criticize and remind him at the moment, he just stared at the magic projection. Sight, staring at the giant figure.

Suddenly, his gaze stopped somewhere on the giant's body.

Near the giant's shoulder armor, near the arm's surface, there is a very inconspicuous black mark - it is so inconspicuous that at first Palin Winterhold thought it was just some stains, but He quickly realized how could there be stains on the gods?

That's a crack! A real crack!

The protection of the gods can be penetrated!

Palin Winterhold felt that his breathing suddenly became rapid, and the mage who was responsible for observation and reporting not far away from him had walked to the communication crystal, and the latter reported with a trace of tension, "The third time... the third time. The attack was ineffective, the target was unaffected..."

"The attack is effective!" The Earl of Winterhold rushed to the communication crystal like a gust of wind, and even nearly knocked the mage sentinel who was in charge of reporting the situation into the air, "Your Majesty, the third attack is effective! There are cracks on the target's armor— —His protection can be penetrated!"

He reported excitedly, and the opposite of the communication crystal responded to him with a short second of silence, and a calm voice "Continue."

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The image displayed on the phantom wall was disturbed by magic. After a while, the disturbance disappeared, and the giant who continued to advance appeared again in front of Rosetta Augustus.

Under the giant's feet, the "scorch of war" of death, blood and fire has spread to the edge of Winterhold's defenses.

But the giant is not without damage - there is indeed a line of cracks in the armor on his body. Although it is inconspicuous, the cracks really exist.

Rosetta narrowed her eyes slightly.

Today is New Year's Eve.

Today's gods... are not invincible.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded out of thin air and said very inappropriately, "It seems that the progress is going well...but it seems that the 'good cards' you have reserved are not enough to intercept it before He completely destroys the entire defense line."

Illusory starlight surged in the arcane hall, and an empty eye floated in the air, watching Rosetta.

"What is the spell you used... ah, it does seem to have some power, but after all, it is still a little short. To destroy a god with just these arrangements, isn't it a little far behind?

"And then again...Is this god in the form of a giant really a god of war...it seems to be different from what I remember..."

"Is it madness distorting his image? It's so sad, falling into madness is such a sad thing..."

Rosetta Augustus didn't seem to hear the ramble of the eye in his ear, he just stared at the scene on the magic projection calmly, then raised his head and glanced at the sky on the west side.

"The fourth attack is effective, Your Majesty, the target continues to be wounded, but there is still no sign of weakening - the target is beginning to approach the first cordon!"

Rosetta withdrew her gaze and looked at the magical illusion projected on the wall in front of her.

"continue."