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Badge, as for the Hestia family, because the family does not have a badge, a rabbit was drawn instead.

Today is the only day when almost all adventurers are closed for one day and crowded into the tavern to watch the game. The workers who finally took leave and ordinary citizens came to the main road or the central square, looking forward to that moment.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, good morning, everyone. I'm a member of the Ganesha family that broadcasts this war game live, and Ibri A, known as "Talking Fire Magic" Char is me. Alias ​​[FireInfernoFlame].

Please also take care of everyone. "

An exaggerated stage was set up in the vestibule of the guild headquarters without authorization, and the brown-skinned youth who claimed to be a live broadcaster shouted loudly with a loud voice made of magic stone in one hand. There was also a large crowd in the vestibule.

"The narrator is my main god, God Ganesha! God Ganesha, please give a testimonial!"

"—I am Ganesha!!"

"Okay! Thank you Ganesha God—!"

Beside the live broadcaster Ibri, Ganesha, the male **** wearing a huge elephant-head mask, roared loudly. The audience applauded in unison.

"Oh, the atmosphere is heating up."

With his face to the window, Loki looked down at the scene below. Thirty floors of the Tower of Babel. Most of the gods who were looking forward to the war game more than anyone else came here to watch this **** gladiatorial contest together. .

The two main gods who started the proxy war, Hestia and Apollo, are also waiting here. In addition, some gods choose to go to the tavern to hang out with the adventurers, or watch the battle with the family members at the headquarters.

"Then, your bets have been placed."

Mu Feng smiled and accepted the bet placed by the last god. The content of the gamble was naturally the result of the proxy war.

There is no doubt that the ratio of winning against Apollo is overwhelmingly high. After all, on paper, the strength of the two family members is indeed very different.

Although this is a good opportunity to make a fortune, Mu Feng did not participate in this gamble. Money has no meaning to him, and if he is involved, it will have a negative impact on Bell's own momentum.

"Then, let's begin, Uranus, please allow us to exercise our power!"

Hermes, who presided over the ceremony, said loudly, and the low voice of Uranus also came from the void.

"license."

The next moment, the shackles that lingered on the Orari gods were temporarily released, and all the gods snapped their fingers together. In an instant, "mirrors" appeared in taverns, street corners, and in the void.

The mirror that reflected the wargame screen was streaming it all, and it was one of the few places where Uranus relaxed and allowed the gods to use their powers.

"The mirror (image) has been set up, let me explain it again! This time the war game is between [Hestia Families] and [Apollo Families], in the form of siege warfare!! The warriors of the two camps are already On the battlefield, just wait for the bell to ring at noon!"

In conjunction with places such as taverns and avenues, the circular windows of different sizes reflect the ancient city with the flag of the sun, as well as the plain. Facing the atmosphere of the whole city, the live broadcaster began to explain the outline of the war game through the loud voice.

"Are you sure Bell will win?"

Hermes whispered beside Mu Feng, but he suppressed all the property of the family.

"Rather than worrying about whether he will have supernatural power, I might as well worry about whether he will overdo it." Mu Feng shrugged and said indifferently.

"Bell Cronney today is no longer the cowering rabbit of the past. Dead people are allowed in war games. And he... I don't know what he will do."

The interference of the Holy Light on Bell Cronney is extremely deep. On the surface, it may appear that he is a kind child who hates evil, but just like the Scarlet Crusaders who are involved in the undead will go crazy together, once they are identified as the enemy by the Holy Light, then they will Will be the most brutal executioner.

And Mu Feng is actually very curious, if Bell is not considered a firm will to control the Holy Light, will there be an extreme situation?

M78 Nebula

The end of the light... that is the deepest shadow.

The Naru-transformed entropy demon, which is very close to the essence of the Holy Light, is one of the most terrifying creatures in Azeroth. If Bell Cronne, who is deeply integrated into the power of the Holy Light, transforms into the void, then he will gain an unprecedented huge amount. strength.

Have you said goodbye to Bell Cronney? "Ignoring the lively streets below, Apollo walked to Hestia's side and said frivolously with a victorious attitude.

Hestia, who was sitting on a chair, turned her face away from him, who raised her hair and sneered, and just stared at the "mirror" she had created in front of her.

With a slight shrug of his shoulders and saying, "There's no way." Apollo gracefully returned to his seat.

"Okay, it's almost noon!" The live announcer's tone became even more passionate.

The noise of the vestibule drums from the guild headquarters spread like waves.

"It's about to start..."

"Hmm..." Looking up at the "mirror" floating in the vestibule, Aegina nodded and answered Missia beside her.

Adventurers, tavern clerks, gods, everyone's eyes are now focused on the "mirror"——

"War Games - Officially Open!"

With an order, accompanied by the sound of the big bell and cheers, the war kicked off.

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M78 Nebula

ps: daily ticket request

Chapter 83. Scarlet Holy Light

The sound of the gong announcing the start came from the distant hills.

Different from the fiery atmosphere of Orari, the morale of the ancient city battlefield was a little low.

Because of the use of siege warfare, the battle lasted three days. The opponent is weak and weak, and it should be delayed until the last day when our focus is slack before we start the siege. This is the rough prediction of the Apollo family. There must be a few scattered offensives, but as long as the guards keep their eyes open, and the strong walls

, they don't think there will be any problems, and there is a relaxed atmosphere in the city.

The little man Luan was driven to the city wall, and the two archers who were stationed at the northern city wall seemed to understand everything just by seeing him, and they all laughed. Luan didn't look at them, turned his head, and looked around the surrounding environment around the entire plain.

There is little shelter above the plain. Occasionally a few rocks can be found scattered, but no one can hide behind. From the north to the east is a small patch of greenery and wilderness, a river in the distance to the south, and trees to the west.

He narrowed his eyes, held down his short hair blown by the wind, and heard voices at this moment.

"Only the chanting of 'magic' should pay special attention."

"What is there, as long as someone dares to show up, I will let him taste this."

Hearing his partner's exhortation, the orc youth patted the longbow and the custom-made giant arrow with his hands and laughed.

The power and range of magic are proportional to the length of the chant. Moreover, the city wall here is deep and thick, even if it is blasted a few times by a half-tone short essay chant level, it will not be broken. The most alarming thing is that the magic power emanating is easier to detect than the long chanting.

If the opponent dares to approach at will, he will shoot down a rain of arrows; if he is chanting a long incantation from a distance, he will snipe at that person, and the young man uttered a proud speech.

Listening to the two smugly chatting, "Goo!", Lu An, who was forced to take care of the chores, looked unhappy.

A scene broke into his turned eyes.

From the north side, the front of the fortress, and the middle of the wilderness came quietly, wearing silver-white armor and a full-covered helmet like a crown. warhammer.

Bell Cronney didn't use any stratagems, and didn't make any plans, but walked over from the front, silent, even moving very slowly, like a stroll in a garden.

"Looking for a dead idiot!"

The two archers raised their bows and arrows while cursing, but when he was about to reach the range, Bell stopped.

He slowly raised the silver hand behind him, raised it in front of him, and whispered in a very calm tone.

"I am the holy hammer, piercing the light of darkness."

The next moment, the radiant light bloomed on the warhammer, and at the same time, the infinite arcane energy was also activated inside this silver hand!

The dazzling holy light is mixed with thunder, and the light that blooms in a flash makes people unable to open their eyes at all!

In an instant, Luan and his partner seemed to see a giant standing in the sky.

Then, they only saw a giant hammer composed of pure and holy light, wrapped around the thunder, and crashed down!

boom! ! ! !

After a moment of light of extreme daylight, the entire city wall... shattered.

Just like the broken mountain at the foot of the giant, and the building blocks destroyed by the destruction of children, it can be completely destroyed with ease.

Bell Cronney, just using one blow, destroyed the entire city wall!

As for Luan and the archers on the city wall, there is no doubt that not even ashes are left of the dead...

Bell didn't know that he killed the guy whose profile caused all this, and in fact it doesn't matter if he does. You don't feel anything when you step over a railing and kill an ant.

"Quick, quick report the situation! How is it now!?"

In the city wall, where the biggest gap was opened by a single blow, roars and screams rose and fell one after another. When confronted with such a formidable and unreasonable opponent, everyone was confused and afraid, and didn't know how to judge the situation.

Bell walked into the city wall like a leisurely stroll. His silver armor did not know when it was wrapped in arcane thunder and burning holy fire, and his helmet ignited a burning halo. The illustrious **** descended to earth!

"Damn, what happened - the enemy is here, come here!!!"

In the chaos, I don't know who shouted and found Bell who was walking in a leisurely courtyard. The young man walked to the center of the crowd with a face like water. Warhammer up.

"Are you going together or one by one?"

Maybe it was because he couldn't stand his provocation, or maybe it was because of the oppressive atmosphere that forced him to feel uncomfortable, an elf warrior of Apollo family LV2, Lisos, roared and rushed up.

His skills are very strong, two silver-moon-like swords danced in his hands with a splendid moonlight, it can be seen that this is definitely a top family warrior in terms of attributes and skills.

However, that was of no use whatsoever.

He tried to slash the gap between Bell's armor with his double-edged blades like a bright silver moon, but he was caught by Bell the moment he took out the knife and the blade was directly broken. He was kicked to the ground, and the steel foot armor stepped on the ground. There were also cold words on his body.

"Surrender, or die?"

Lysos blushed, and neither the pride of the elves nor the complacency of claiming to be Apollo's darling made him unable to speak. Therefore, he ushered in a merciless blow.

The warhammer entwined with thunder patterns and holy light smashed his head without mercy, and his beautiful face and head shattered like a watermelon.

The blood flowing in the beautiful elf is also red, and the smell is no different from rust. The only thing that is clean here is the dazzling holy light!

Killed a 'similar' who was a family like himself, but Bell didn't feel it at all. Because he is right, he is the light, he is justice!

"All of you are those with filthy blood, surrender, or be purified by me!"

Bell threw a holy fire to vaporize the corpse and the blood, and the cold and orderly Paladin issued an ultimatum to the rest.

Oralie, whether it was the tavern or the Hall of Gods in Babylon, all the people watching the battle through the 'mirror' fell into silence.

This war game is nothing like what they envisioned.

There are no brilliant plots, no legends where the weak beat the strong, and some are just downright, completely pure killings.

The juvenile warrior who was surrounded by divine brilliance and thunder, like a heaven descending, was the most cruel scavenger. Whoever does not follow his order, who does not conform to his justice, die!

There is no doubt about this power, of course, the most eye-catching is the silver hand in Bell's hands. The warhammer forged by the combination of Titan technology and Holy Light not only has the beauty that does not fit the world, but also the power that does not fit the world!

"This is really... Lord Ganesha, do you know the origin of that warhammer?"

The guild's live commentary can only use other methods to divert everyone's attention in this killing game, and Ganesha's answer is also very simple

"That—is that Ganesha?"

In other words, he doesn't know either.

The hall of the gods in Babylon, but here is another look. The **** who put the money on the Apollo family was beating the ground in grief, while the one who bet on the Hestia family was about to jump for joy.

They didn't care whether they were strong or not, it was better to say that the gorgeous appearance of the Silver Hand attracted their attention more than the strength.

As the protagonist, Apollo's face was extremely pale, his beloved child, his cherished family... There is no doubt that he is being tortured and killed!

Hestia's expression is not very good-looking, even paler than Apollo. Because she couldn't understand why that gentle Bell became... like this!

"Titan Guardian weapons are not that easy to hold."

Mu Feng leaned against the divine mirror, looking at Bell's cold-blooded and ruthless appearance, without the slightest surprise on his face.

As Tyr's divine weapon, Mu Feng found out that there was a problem in it as soon as he started researching it - it's not that Tyr left any bad backhands, it's purely a 'anti-theft password' unique to Titan's technological creations.

That is to remove fleshly creatures.

For Titans, organic life is undoubtedly a species that has been corrupted and degenerates. For Titans, bodies and creatures forged with steel and metal are the species worthy of their recognition.

In the War of the Ancients, in order to prevent their weapons from being used by the servants of the ancient gods, the guardians appointed by the Titans locked almost all of them to ensure that the flesh and blood creatures were difficult to control.

And some of these anti-theft mechanisms have failed in the long years, while others are still effective - such as the secret room of the heart in the Silithus desert, the moment the dwarf king Magni triggered the flesh and blood stripping program, it was turned into a body of diamonds.

The Silver Hand is naturally not as domineering as the anti-lock mechanism of the Secret Chamber of the Heart, but it still has the backhand of the Titan Guardian to ensure safety.

Although Bell is not a native of Azeroth, and there is no curse of flesh and blood on his body, the essential organic life still triggers the protection mechanism left on the Silver Hand. Although he did not transform him into an inorganic life form, he started the usual procedure.

That is the mechanical mind.

This mechanic doesn't mean that Bell Cronone has become a ruthless machine, after all, the Guardians of the Titans themselves actually have emotions. The role of this mechanized mind is more reflected in the influence of the essence of arcane magic.

Once identified as his enemy, the Silver Hand makes his master as ruthless as a titan creation. Go forward only to perform the mission, only to surrender or die, and do not accept any third option.