Chapter 267 Cersei Takes Action

"Lie down quickly!"

The yellow wind danced wildly, raising dust and thick fog on the plains, carrying the ringworm that had been blessed by the disaster, and headed towards the "Fortress of Death", the headquarters of the Esoteric Cult of Life. Wherever the wind of disaster passed, everything was everywhere. Withering and decaying.

Pale white colonies grew out of the rotten wounds, and the whole world was infected with athlete's foot. The sour and strange smell of decay permeated the Castle of Death.

The fragrance floats ten miles away, nothing more than that.

The Castle of the Dead was originally made from the bones of high-level saints and was indestructible. But even so, it could not withstand the disaster designed by Merlin himself. Even if the secret cult priest had ordered the closure of the outer city and lowered the holy bone gate, those sour gases It still invades along the gap in the door frame, and it is difficult to stop it.

Poison gas war, this is the top poison gas war. Even in the history of wars in the Chaos Kingdom, there has never been such a cruel and inhumane battle with no bottom line.

"Kill me"

Ansu's virtual life, 'Saint Face', has pressed into the outer city of the Castle of the Dead. The six giant rotating fans are at full blast, blowing all the athlete's foot into the outer city without any blind spots. The life cultists who were responsible for guarding the city outside the fortress lay down on the ground and covered their mouths and noses frantically. Even so, they could not escape the attack of the wind of disaster.

The priests also tried to blow the wind back, but they were not wind magicians after all, and the power of the wind was far inferior to the holy wind blown by the Saint Lady fan.

It was a foregone conclusion that the outer city would lose, and no one could have imagined that Ansu would use their methods to deal with them.

As the Tantric soldiers on the edge of the city fell down one after another, frothing at the mouth and fainted, even the spectators outside the world couldn't bear to watch anymore. Ansu's little birth was really too outrageous. Got it!

After witnessing this extreme poisonous gas battle, who would have thought that it was a 'Holy Light' exam at the beginning?

Does all the poisoned light count as holy light?

[Please hold on to life believers until dawn]

[There is still an hour and a half until dawn]

The edge of the skyline shone slightly, and the dim twilight gradually became thinner. There was still an hour and a half left, and dawn was about to arrive, but most of the life believers felt that they would not live to see the sun today.

High Priest Robus's face turned pale. He looked at the outer city that had been completely occupied, and his mood became more and more complicated.

The Castle of Death can withstand the full blow of the demigod, but it cannot withstand these pervasive gases.

If the yellow wind invades the church's workshop and lets the man who is devouring the 'chaotic lines' smell it, Archbishop Robus cannot imagine his miserable end.

By then, he would rather be smoked to death.

"The situation of the life believers is not optimistic."

Bishop Morgan frowned slightly, "If the calamity is allowed to break through into the inner city of the fortress, eventually invading the life workshop where 'sewed life' is manufactured, and hindering the life ritual, then no subsequent sutured life will be born."

This kid Ansu is outrageous. He was supposed to be a paladin guarding the church and protecting the Saint of Dawn in performing the Dawn Ceremony. Why did he turn against Tiangang and become a Life Cult to guard the fortress and protect Saint of Life in performing the life ceremony?

She stared at Merlin amusedly, "I didn't expect that you, an old man, would be punished for your own sins today."

Bishop Morgan rarely saw Merlin deflated, and his mood became more and more joyful.

"Oh."

But there was no look of loss or regret on Merlin's face. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a strange and mysterious smile, as if everything was as expected.

"Disasters will not enter the interior of the church."

"How is that possible?"

Bishop Morgan felt that Merlin was being too stubborn. She looked at the Castle of the Dead with her magic eyes, but she didn't see any wind-proof magic circle, let alone a wind-quenching barrier. As long as the yellow wind blew gently, it would be able to move along the sea. Drill into the bone door.

Moreover, Ansu’s Saint Lady fan can rotate at all angles and can control the direction of the wind at will.

The dawn giant transformed by Ansu looked at the Castle of the Dead with a calm expression, waiting for the disaster wind to corrode it and kill all the esoteric cultists. He used his soul to give orders to several dead souls, asking them to adjust the angle and direct the wind. Turn on the power to the maximum and wait to break through into the inner city in one breath.

All the rhizomes of the wind-leaf grass pierced into the cheeks of the saint's face, absorbing most of the flesh and blood in one breath, sucking out the bones of the latter. Then it mustered the maximum wind power, and the wind quickly gathered into a fierce hurricane, rushing Entering the inner city, crushing towards the Life Workshop!

The esoteric cultists were already in despair. They could already imagine their miserable end, and they closed their eyes and couldn't bear to watch anymore. In the audience, soft-hearted women and children even crossed themselves on their chests, hoping that the great goddess of radiance could bless the poor life believers.

When everyone gave up hope, Huang Feng suddenly stopped.

All disasters, all germs, all athlete's foot, all stayed outside the workshop, and could no longer move forward, even if it was only one step away from the life workshop, even if there were no obstacles in between, even so, disasters But he could no longer move forward, and he came to a standstill.

It was as if the air was stagnant,

There is an invisible wall blocking this small distance.

".?"

Ansu in the distance blinked his eyes and was stunned.

He asked the saints to blow harder and harder, but even if they blew the saints' eyes upward one after another and foamed at the mouth, they could no longer move forward even half a step.

Bishop Morgan stood up from her seat, her astonishment was even greater than Ansu's. She looked at the temple in disbelief, but she did not see any alchemical magic array, nor any wind-extinguishing magic, not even ordinary magic barriers, and even no trace of magic fluctuations.

But the wind of disaster really stopped, without any reason!

This magical scene can only be described as a miracle, violating any physical or magical laws, and is a paradox that does not exist in reality. Only the miracle of God can describe such a scene!

A small number of the audience burst into cheers, secretly thinking that the goddess of glory has descended.

"How did you do it?"

Bishop Morgan turned her head and looked at Merlin, her sun pupil bursting with light,

"Did you design a hidden alchemical magic array? But even a demigod like me can be deceived. No, or is it a means of law? Wind-extinguishing magic array? Or did you use a wind-fixing magic tool?"

This Naraku world was designed by Merlin.

As an alchemist bishop, her curiosity was completely overwhelmed. Merlin's alchemy could even deceive her. How profound and rare must the alchemy circuit of this magic circle be?

"Hmph. Very simple."

Merlin showed an unfathomable expression. He said lightly, with his hands behind his back pretending to be a master, "I didn't create any alchemy array. It would waste too much money."

Bishop Morgan's pupils shrank. Could it be that--

Merlin said with a strange expression, "Any complicated design will only make the essence dim. The so-called great way is simple, and there is nothing outside. This temple is the culmination of my design aesthetics. It cannot be allowed or removed. It seems to be hidden in the background, condensing the wind with air, and isolating everything in the outside world with invisible walls."

Merlin stood up, opened his arms, and the brightest light burst out from his pure white pupils, "Colorless and shapeless, invisible and soundless, this is the ultimate meaning of alchemy magic! Its name is--"

[Air Wall]

Fuck, this is a fucking air wall! !

Ansu's mouth twitched fiercely, and his face was full of black lines.

He controlled the saint's face, blowing the yellow wind at various angles, trying to get into the temple, but he just couldn't get in. He was only one step away, but he was like a monkey jumping up and down in vain.

He never thought that Merlin the old thief would be so advanced that he even made the legendary "air wall"!

Open the door to kill, the crazy knife monster, plus this heaven-defying air wall, Merlin the old thief with all three sets is unstoppable, the three phases are combined into one, the three phases return to their positions, unmatched, it seems that no one can shake his position at the top of his birth.

"Ansu will never be able to invade the interior of the Life Temple!" Merlin raised a rampant smile at the corner of his mouth, "Because I didn't build the interior of the Life Temple at all! I have already spent all the funds and materials!"

Bishop Morgan took a breath of cold air. She never thought that Merlin would talk to her about so much, what is colorless and formless, what is invisible and silent, and what is the ultimate meaning of alchemical magic, but it turns out that you didn't do it at all!

The model that does not exist in the first place can never be entered.

The ultimate of alchemy is to refine nothing, right? She stared at Merlin with a dark face. She thought Merlin had designed some kind of exquisite magic array to block the disaster outside the door. It turned out to be a physical block.

Huang Feng could not enter the temple, so he could not destroy the life workshop. The stitched life would still be born from the workshop continuously. An Su frowned slightly, his face was not good. He never thought that Merlin had such a thing.

An Su would never be able to invade the interior of the temple. This also had a great impact on his plan.

There is still an hour before dawn.

And the princess's prayer ceremony will be completely completed by then, directly ending the entire Naraku world and harvesting all the stitched lives.

Ansu's original plan was to destroy all the stitched lives and the Life Workshop before the princess's ritual was completed. In this way, even if the princess completed the magic ritual, she would not get any points. Instead, she would help Ansu complete the second task, "Protect the Dawn Saint until the Dawn Ritual is completed."

But now, Ansu's plan is in crisis. The Life Workshop cannot be destroyed, and the stitched lives cannot be completely eradicated.

In this way, the only option is to take the second plan.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, Ansu does not want to confront the princess head-on; but he cannot believe that Princess Cersei will have any good intentions for him.

Both sides know that the other side is a newborn.

There is only one hour left before dawn. According to the frequency of the gaps created by the stitched lives, there will be at most one or two attacks. The priority is to get more points in these two attacks.

Ansu looked at the astral screen,

[Task 3: Please eliminate as many stitched lives as possible]

[One hundred and twenty third-level stitched lives have been eliminated, and twenty fourth-level stitched lives have been eliminated]

[Current score of Task 3: five points (out of ten)]

We must increase our efforts. Ansu has made up his mind. Since he can't enter the temple, he will poison the life believers outside the temple first;

The fans of the Saint Cards turned and blew the yellow wind that had not yet dissipated into the other buildings of the Dead Skeleton Castle, such as towers and moats. The yellow sand covered the sky, and the smell of disaster filled the Dead Skeleton Castle. The secret cult warriors pinched their necks and covered their mouths and noses, crying and screaming as they fled in embarrassment.

The tinea of ​​disaster touched their skin, festered their bodies, corroded all their magic circuits, and finally killed their souls; the Dead Skeleton Castle was now worthy of its name, with corpses everywhere. The rotten and decayed corpses of the secret cultists piled up into a mountain, covered with white hair, and stinking.

The secret cultists who had poisoned millions of humans never dreamed that there would be such a day when they would be killed by their own means.

When the last trace of yellow wind dissipated, most of the secret cultists in the entire Dead Skeleton Castle had been poisoned by Ansu, and all the soldiers on the front line had fallen. The life priests looked at the miserable appearance below and thought about how to report to the Witch Crown.

[Current score: 6 points]

[Fifty minutes left until dawn]

[End of the second phase of the attack]

[The third phase of the attack will begin in twenty minutes]

The yellow wind dissipated, and the morning breeze and the waning moon. The moonlight was already quite dim, with only a light frost left, smeared on the boundary between the mountains and the sky, and another warm halo fell on the plains in the east, which was a faint fish belly white, and the dawn was about to come.

Maintaining the form of the Dawn Giant and summoning so many undead, Ansu was a little tired, and the radiance was insufficient, with about twenty magic points left

He temporarily collected the Dawn Giant and returned to his original body, intending to return to the Dawn Church to replenish his magic power; the Dawn Giant suddenly disappeared, and Luo Xiaohei, who was sitting on his shoulder, fell from the sky, and fell to the ground with a thud. She touched her sore cat butt and stared at Ansu with complaints.

"I need to rest for a while." Ansu said to her, with a slightly tired look in her eyes, "Restore magic and replenish holy light."

The fountain is right next to her, which is very convenient. Only with sufficient magic and holy light can more undead be summoned to continue the next attack.

Luo Xiaohei shook his tail dissatisfiedly, jumped on Ansu's shoulder angrily, and secretly said that if you die in the future, this saint will never push you back.

Ansu turned around and walked towards the door of the Dawn Church, gently pushing the door.

It can't be pushed.

It seems that there is a barrier blocking him from the inside of the church.

There is also an air wall here. No, this is not an air wall.

A faint layer of light flows on the outside of the Dawn Church, blocking Ansu out.

This is made by Cersei. She left a small gift for Ansu.

She didn't know when, maybe after killing the real Saint of Dawn and before cooperating with Ansu, she had set up a hidden barrier outside the door of the Dawn Church. With the authority of the Saint of Dawn, she set up a barrier of saintly rank to block Ansu out.

'Mr. Ansu, my prayer ceremony is at the most critical moment now. I can't move, and I can't be distracted at all-'

'So please don't enter for the time being. '

'May the dawn of God be with you, Your Majesty the Morning Star. '

The voice left by Princess Cersei sounded from Ansu's heart.

Indeed, at the last moment of the Dawn Ceremony, one must concentrate all his attention and must not be disturbed, otherwise he will be backfired.

This holy light barrier is very strong. With Ansu's current magic power, he can't destroy it immediately; and Ansu sneered at what Cersei said. The princess's reason seemed reasonable and plausible, but in fact it was to block Ansu outside the statue, so that he could not replenish his magic power and consume his spirit.

The more important purpose is to prevent Ansu from attacking the princess in the church. They don't trust each other, or rather, they trust each other too much, and they firmly believe that the other side is a born.

"Meow! Meow!" Luo Xiaohei pointed at Ansu's shoulder, and this saint said that this bitch can't be trusted!

Luo Xiaohei stood up, put his hands on his waist, stepped on his shoulders, and swayed his tail, meowing and cursing all kinds of dirty words.

In Elf's view, Cersei is such a hypocritical woman. She talks about the great righteousness of the dawn and the holy light, but in fact it is just for her own selfish interests. This kind of order disguised as justice is the most annoying to the chaos saint, and even disgusted by instinct.

But she didn't notice that Ansu didn't show any look of loss and discouragement.

On the contrary, the fatigue in his eyes disappeared, his blue eyes flashed with excitement, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. The real show finally began. He even felt relieved, because the princess would be the most troublesome if she didn't cause trouble; Ansu always felt worried, and now that she finally caused trouble, Ansu was relieved.

From the beginning, Ansu knew that the opponent in this room was not only Merlin's secret followers, but also the princess.

Otherwise, the room rules would not say [Because the difficulty of this room is too low, teammates are set up]!

You were the first to start. Ansu smiled and looked at the closed door in front of him, and the smile became more and more innocent. I was justified.

It's not just the princess who secretly left a small gift!