The bone of sin domain is king

Chapter 573 No.30 Act Seven. Hope

Guleiman opened the magic barrier, but the black lightning easily passed through the magic barrier and hit the deck on Guleiman's side.

With just one blow, the airship he was riding in was shattered. Guleiman fell towards the earth, looking at the cloudy sky, but he couldn't solve his doubts.

But when he was halfway down, he actually slowed down, as if being caught by an invisible net, and finally stopped.

Realizing where this power came from, Guleman showed a happy expression and looked behind him.

"Right full rudder, let's go to the opponent's core area."

A clear female voice came, it was Lisa Amadeus who Guleman was familiar with, a black wizard from Isrur.

At this moment, Lisa was sitting on the bridge, surrounded by busy crew members, and the first officer stood beside her, repeating the captain's order.

It was a huge floating warship with a streamlined hull like a sharp knife. On the deck of the ship, four triple-mounted main guns were adjusting their muzzles, pointing at the center of the thunderstorm, and more anti-aircraft machine guns With anti-aircraft guns on standby.

This floating battleship is larger than the previous ones, and the caliber of the main gun is also larger. Moreover, from the sides of the floating battleship, countless small machines fly out, surrounding the battleship like a swarm of bees. See, those are unmanned floating cannons the size of ordinary humans, each of which has the ability to fight alone.

But this is not all.

After Lisa's battleship, there are three battleships of the same specification, and six small floating battleships.

These warships are spaced at a certain distance and form a battle formation.

In the middle of the battleship, there is a larger floating battleship. This battleship is different from the others. It does not have a huge main gun, but only a few anti-aircraft guns. Oddly shaped machines.

It can be seen that the strange equipment has bird-like wings, and it is taking off from the deck one by one, flying around the battle group.

In the distance, countless patrolling flying dragons descended from the clouds, forming deeper black clouds.

"Notify the entire fleet."

From Lisa's battleship, there was a loud broadcast sound.

"The war against the people of Chaos begins now, and may the night of Isrul be with you, everyone."

Grandia watched the lightning strike helplessly, but she seemed to be locked, unable to move at all.

Time slowed down, and she could feel the terrifying power, sparks of static electricity began to spread on her body, as if she was about to die in the next moment.

But nothing happened.

A soft light enveloped Grandia, and also enveloped the entire student dormitory. If you look down from the sky, you can see that the entire Christian King's College is surrounded by silver light, blocking those lightnings full of destructive power.

"How is this going?"

Grandia didn't feel the breath of magic, which was obviously not the work of the mages, nor the effect of the academy's defensive circle.

This ray of light is soft and warm, like a mother's embrace.

Grandia saw countless light points flying out from the collapsed teaching building.

Those are hurting people.

Grandia could see Alisa with her eyes slightly closed, slowly falling onto the grass. Beside her, there were many people who were either awake or unconscious.

Beyond the light, thunder and lightning were still raging, but they couldn't find a breakthrough.

"Who is it? Do you know what existence you are facing?"

From the sky, there was a deep roar, the voice seemed angry and irritable, containing the feelings of destroying everything.

"Of course I know that you are the people of Chaos, Actus the Wrathful, and you are outside the crystal wall at this moment, ready to break the seal and descend."

A voice responded, calm, gentle, elegant, yet tough.

On the clock tower of King Christian College, a figure rose up.

He has gray hair and is wearing a white clergyman's robe. His whole body exudes a holy and solemn aura, making people want to shout the name of the goddess.

"Goddess' lackey, you will pay the price."

The deep voice roared, and in the sky, countless monsters with spikes descended, trying to break the barrier made of light.

"is it?"

The man smiled and held out a finger.

"But before that, you also have to pay the price for wanton behavior on the soil of this country."

It wasn't until this time that Grandia recognized the man's identity and couldn't help being surprised.

This Your Excellency should be the least likely to appear in King Christian College, but at this time, there is no doubt that the college was saved by him.

He is Hilo Ian Gray, the Archbishop of the Kingdom of Astor.

The huge waves are so huge that they will swallow everything.

Ships capsized, houses collapsed, and Atlantia, which was still under reconstruction, was once again ruthlessly destroyed.

The long spear in the center of the maelstrom exudes a terrifying aura, and more shadow monsters are differentiated from it. These shadow monsters have different shapes and are pitch-black, flying above the waves, sweeping towards every corner of the city, tearing them apart every living thing they saw.

Harvey Dent took out his staff, and a huge fireball hit the shadow monster, turning it into black mist and dissipating it. But the next moment, the black mist condensed and turned into four smaller shadow monsters. Pounced on him.

"careful!"

The boss of the Mage Hand shouted that his spell was still under construction, and it was too late to block the attack for Harvey Dent.

"No"

Harvey Dent let out a small wail, seeing the sharp black claws attacking him, but he was powerless.

hum-

There was only a burst of magical buzzing, and the four shadow monsters attacking Harvey Dent turned into dust in an instant, and disappeared at the same time along with the dozen or so monsters around them.

"what happened?"

Harvey Dent was still in a daze. He looked at the innkeeper, who also didn't quite understand.

This kind of scene still happened in every street in Atlantia. The monsters that were raging and killing disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if everything just now was a dream.

Under such circumstances, the spear in the maelstrom moved.

The spear blade swung, but was forcibly stopped when it touched a void.

In that place, a figure is looming.

"Who dares to stop my coming?"

From the maelstrom, a cold voice asked, chilling the hearts of those who heard it.

"Isaac Livingston."

The figure gradually became clear. His temples were gray and his dress was spotless. He was suspended in mid-air, and there were many unnatural distortions around him, blocking the powerful spear.

"Just a person who seeks the truth."

(End of this chapter)