The Record of Unusual Creatures Chapter 1330: Dawn of Koror

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The nightmare is dissipating.

The "Forgotten Abyss", which has been covered by Lok Marton ’s chaotic power for 10,000 years, gradually freed itself from the darkness, and the first thing that changed was the core of the epic battle, the throne of the old nightmare tyrant-Helix mound.

The twilight-like twilight disappears unconsciously, and the remnants of the twisted weird hill are completely disintegrated silently. Those monsters that emerge from the nightmare are like the morning dew illuminated by the sun. They As the body rises, layers of smoke rise and gradually become transparent, and finally dissipate one by one between the sky and the earth. The storm over the plains ceases. The pillars of smoke and dust collapse like a dream, and the light from the stars is scattered from the pillars of smoke and dust. Ascending, it seemed to be lifted into the sky as if the soul was freed, and some mysterious debris that shimmered from the sky fell on the battlefield and spilled on every soldier and general.

Karathius stared at the scene with a stunned look, and reached out his hand subconsciously.

A shimmer of debris fell on his palm, and a slight warmth came from the debris. He seemed to hear someone whispering, but when he listened, he found it was just an illusion.

All kinds of supernatural powers dissipated, and a ray of light shone on his face.

The sky turned Roll, the clouds gradually subsided, and dispersed in all directions. The light that has been different from this world for many years has fallen from the sky, and the last haze has been dispersed. A beam of light pierced the sky dome like a torrent of torrents. .

"Nightmare is over ..." A high-level paladin took off his blood-stained helmet and clamped it around his waist, squinting his head and staring straight at the bright sky, "This time, it is really over. It's ... "

The exhausted fighters can finally rest, and after losing their will to forcibly support themselves, they fall to the ground one by one, crooked, crooked, covered with blood and dirt, and they look at each other, strong joy and relaxation They couldn't help but want to laugh out loud or scream to vent, but they had no strength to scream like this, they could only look at their comrades in arms, trying to smile with their lips.

Carlaxus also wanted to fall like this, even for a minute, to let himself rest as much as possible, but he still summoned his will, stood reluctantly, and staggered toward the wardens.

His platinum staff has been completely overloaded and destroyed in previous battles, so he can only support himself with a crooked wooden rod at this moment.

Some ambiguous figures stand in front of the king of mountains and rivers.

After the last battle of the British Soul Legion and the End Legion, there are no more than ten, and countless twisted warriors and ancient British souls fell on the road of the charge, paving the way for the future for the living, and When dawn finally came, few of these two legions were still standing on the battlefield.

Dark creatures that are distorted and twisted, empty and transparent soul warriors, a pair of empty armor and tabards, they gathered in front of the king of mountains and rivers, just like when they were reviewed thousands of years ago.

A skinny old man is at the forefront of this team, like the most ordinary old man, looking up and talking to the king of mountains and rivers.

It seems that Carrasius suddenly remembered at this time that the "Pope" was no longer a world of living people. He was a gathering of the dead and a member of the army of the dead.

August VII, like a kind father, has long since died.

Gordon, the king of mountains and rivers, leaned down in front of these warriors and listened carefully to the old pope ’s words. For a long time, he nodded slightly, seeming to make a promise, and then slowly stood up.

A beam of light leaked from the clouds and shone on the terminal legion.

The twisted and mutated limbs dissolve in the light, and the corroded body quickly vaporizes, accompanied by the dissipating black smoke. These twisted monsters have changed back to their original appearance-in the form of souls. A knight wearing a sturdy armor, a priest wearing a holy white robe, and the warrior in charge of the battle flag also recovered, he became a battlefield bishop wearing a battle gown, with white hair and strong cheeks , The piece of cloth he had **** behind was flying in the air, and gradually became a Jinhui battle flag depicting a side profile of the goddess, and fell back into his hands again.

The old pope nodded at the battlefield bishop and looked back at Carathius, before turning and walking towards the queue of the dead.

The battlefield bishop raised the Jinhui battle flag high in his hand: "The whole army turned back!"

"Get started-go!"

The deceased took a neat pace, facing the light shed by the clouds, heading forward bravely, marching towards the bright light.

The more and more radiance from the clouds is getting stronger and stronger, and finally gathers into the ubiquitous sky, which shines the radiance of the entire old world, and in the bright light, the figure of the legion Gradually thin, gradually away, and finally merged with the glory of dawn.

The ten wardens stood upright solemnly, gazing at each other.

On the battlefield in the rear, the surviving soldiers also struggled to stand up. They helped each other and watched their ancestors leave.

After the silent and silent farewell, Karasius raised his head with a feeling, a simple cane carved from curved thorns slowly fell from the sky, he let go of the wooden stick in his hand, and reached out to take over the thorn The cane seemed to feel a trace of residual temperature.

"According to their wish," they "hope you can take over the pontificate of the pope," the voice of the king of mountains and rivers came from the sky, "the dawn does not mean the end of everything, but the beginning, need There is a person who takes this world back on track, would you like it? "

Karusius clasped the thorns cane. The old pope looked back at him when he turned into the sequence of the dead. From the deep gaze, he already knew his responsibilities.

The dawn does not mean the end of everything-even if the threat of Lockmarton disappears forever, the chaotic tide no longer threatens the world, and Kolo is destined to experience a period of turbulence and hardship, because the real world outside Here, the Chaos War has been raging for seven years. The conspiracy of annihilation has caused the kingdoms to suffer unimaginable destruction in the last month of the war. It is a world full of waste, and many things need to be repeated. And when the "chaos tide" is always a memory of the past, Kolo must also rebuild a new order, which is a new order that people living on this land have never thought of. At this time, there must be a personal stand Come out and lead everything.

Carlaxus took the burden, but also felt the heavy pressure. The King of Mountains and Rivers seemed to see what he thought, and a rumbling voice came from the air: "The wardens will return to this The world. "

"We will also help," accompanied by heavy footsteps, Mulu's voice also came from another direction. He was not a member of the warden, nor did he understand the power of the light of order, so just now He did not stand with the King of Mountains and Rivers during the battle, but sat in the Sanctuary Legion. "I believe Hao Ren will have follow-up arrangements."

"Hao Ren ..." The king of mountains and rivers could n’t help but look up at the sky. The crack that reflected the outer universe had disappeared, and the barrier of the prison system had been reinstated in order to prevent Lockmarton ’s power from receding into the world Closed, he did not know what was happening outside, "I do n’t know if everything went well on his side ..."

"I believe in him," Muru said slowly. "He never plans for things that are unsure. Even though he usually seems casual, everything he does is far-sighted and never fails. "

Just as Mulu's voice fell, a beam of light suddenly cut through the sky.

This light beam is different from ordinary sky light. It not only shines on the sky dome, but also tears the space. The shielding system of Kolo prison is opened from the outside, and the image of the outer universe flashes briefly in the light beam. There was no breath of Lok Marton.

Muru showed an unexpected expression and smiled and pointed to the figure emerging from the beam: "Look, he is back."

"Landlord!"

"Uncle Ren!"

"Big cat!"

"Hiha-biubiu!"

A group of people rushed up, and the first group of tenants in front of them naturally came to the house. Hao Ren greeted these familiar faces, while gently picking the weak chicken into the canned bottle, and then facing Gordon, the king of mountains and rivers, nodded.

Carlaxus asked hurriedly: "Rockmarton ..."

"It will not come back again," Hao Ren opened the portable space, showing the last piece of debris collected from the soul of Lok Marton, "This is its last piece, under the witness of another true God, It has been deprived of the possibility of resurrection or return in any form. "

Karathius couldn't help closing his eyes and drawing a circle on his chest with his hand: "Thank you goddess ..."

Although Lok Marton has been expelled from this world before, as long as he is not sure that it has actually died forever, then he cannot be 100% assured!

Hao Ren took this opportunity to look around the battlefield.

The heroic spirits are gone, and even the remaining pedestal with the spiral hills has disappeared. The great plains are illuminated by the sky. The smoke and shadows entrenched on the plains quickly fade away. A peaceful atmosphere permeates the battlefield.

He sighed softly, lamenting the end of a nightmarish era, and lamenting that a civilization finally survived. Then he looked up and looked at the king of mountains and rivers.

"How does Gordon, with the appeal of the warden, influence the worldly kingdoms?"

"Most people in the secular kingdom do not necessarily know the presence of the warden, but the appeal of the church should be sufficient. Although the early withdrawal of the Order from the secular kingdom in this crisis has affected the prestige of the sanctuary , But as long as the truth is explained, I believe everything will be reversed. "

"I need your influence," Hao Ren turned and nodded to Karasius. "The follow-up arrangement of this world and some things about the outer universe need to be known to the world."