Everyone on the battlefield heard the announcement like a decaying bell.
A new realm is being formed, and the rules of belonging to the new god-level have been established.
With the sound of Wilde's voice, everyone could clearly feel that the invisible ether swept in like a wave, and the whole world seemed to be deconstructed again, completely becoming the embodiment of someone's will.
The transcendents who are in it can feel the uncontrollable fear and trembling in an instant, surpassing their own thoughts and will, and the instinctive desire to survive that cannot be contested makes them flee.
Whether it is the knights of the Mystic Tower or the believers of the Corpse Eating Sect, they are all fleeing.
But how can they catch up with the expansion speed of the god-level realm? The next moment, invisible ripples follow, and everything that is swept first solidifies, and then turns into black debris and returns to nothingness, crushed by rules, completely disappeared from this world.
Nothing lasts forever.
The end of all things is death and passing away.
This is - the end.
The twisted behemoth that Wilde turned into covered the sky, let out an inhuman roar in the blizzard, and crushed Joseph in front of him with unstoppable rules.
"Do not-"
Melissa, who was hit by the sudden change in the mystery of the moment when the gods were truly born, knelt on the ground, dragged her body covered in blood, opened her eyes and let out a desperate cry.
Her pale little face was stained with blood, the thick gunpowder blew the red hair on her forehead, her blue eyes stared blankly at her father being swallowed by the darkness, she wanted to use her sword to support herself to stand up, But fell to the ground helplessly.
The knights who survived all around were equally blank and desperate.
Suddenly, a corpse-eating sect believer next to him noticed Melissa and staggered towards her.
Melissa just sat there blankly.
"Melissa, what are you doing, get out of the way!"
Winston's roar exploded in his ears, and he suddenly pulled Melissa to the side, and at the same time drew his sword and chopped off the believer's head.
The dead body dissolved on the ground and became Wilde's nourishment again.
Winston looked at the picture and suddenly lost his strength.
But when he saw Melissa next to him, he immediately beat himself up, walked over to pick up the fainting girl, and quickly evacuated further back.
The area covered by the Territory Realm was dead silent, and there was no more war from the previous confrontation. Even the flow of air was stagnant to the point of death, and the second batch of dream-making machines was strengthening the dream barrier at the rear, but everyone knew that... this It's been in vain.
When Wilde kills Joseph outright, the expanding realm will devour them all.
The snow fell even more.
The snow that fluttered like goose feathers was swept up by the wind, and the icy and desperate breath was inhaled into Winston's lungs. Such a law was almost impossible to crack. Winston could not think of any way to support Joseph.
Wilde used himself as the law, and wherever his eyes went, everything was transformed into a chaotic, dead substance that could not be touched and felt.
Unhearable, seen, felt, the end of everything, the end of everything is the final entropy!
Wilde's abilities are already complete, no other sacrifice rituals are needed, and the followers of the Corpse Eating Sect don't need to continue to die one after another, but the remaining believers are inspired by the birth of god-level priests and become more powerful. The few remaining defensive lines are almost unable to support.
Winston gritted his teeth and kept pressing the communicator with trembling hands...
Up to now, the only thing he can believe is the extremely vague words.
What Greg said, he said, that Mr. Lin would not watch Joseph fail, he said that the final victory belongs to Joseph!
Winston's hand started to slip even when he pressed the communicator, and then he realized that his hand was so nervous that he was sweating, and he even pressed the wrong button several times in a row.
"Di-"
The communicator is finally connected.
…
"Um?"
Greg, who was absent-minded at the banquet, felt the vibration of the communicator in his arms, and his heart skipped a beat. He agreed to provide information before. How long has it been since the last call, why did Winston take the initiative to call
Did something happen
He stood up, trying to avoid Charlotte and Fitch to find a corner to talk again.
Charlotte's body trembled slightly at the same time, and then looked at Greg's back meaningfully: "It seems that this chess game is finally going to end."
Greg turned to the corner of the banquet and took out the communicator.
"Senior Winston, what's the matter? Do you want to ask me any more questions?"
Greg asked quietly.
This time, it was no longer the noisy killing sound on Winston's side, but it was unbelievably quiet, so quiet that it was like dead silence...
An ominous premonition suddenly surfaced, and Greg's heart sank.
"Greg."
Winston's hoarse and stagnant voice came from the communicator, and he said with difficulty: "Wilde... One step ahead, he has mastered the law called 'The End'..."
Greg almost crushed the communicator, and there was a buzzing in his head, and nothing was heard behind him.
…
Winston held the communicator and watched the battle in the distance. Joseph, who had always had the upper hand, was now in a sharp decline on the battlefield.
Joseph condensed a huge wall of radiant ether, blocking those strange and silent substances like black mist with the law of the end.
But Joseph's ether vanished into nothing the moment he touched the law.
Even the ether has an end.
The etheric energy in Joseph's body is limited, and once the ether is exhausted, the end of the contact will be Joseph.
The glorious knight was retreating, but when he turned back to look behind him, to Nuojin, and... and his daughter, he once again gathered a powerful wall of ether light.
This time, what he consumes is no longer the ether from the outside world, but is produced by the burning of his own vitality.
Only the vitality of the gods can resist the laws of the gods.
"Joseph..." Winston recited the name of his old friend, and after clenching his fists, he said in a calm voice to Greg at the other end of the address book: "The situation has suddenly changed, and my personal identity is not the Tower of Rites. It's me, please help me to seek help from Mr. Lin immediately, any temptation, any observation... all die."
He suddenly felt a little sour in his eyes: "Anything is fine... No matter what the price is for me, I just hope that he can give me a little bit of attention... to my comrade Joseph."
Greg heard Winston's calm and desperate voice, and the communicator fell to the ground in a sluggishness—
The communicator made a clicking sound, instantly awakening Greg.
Boss Lin, yes, Boss Lin!
He must be able to save the teacher! He said it!
"Boss Lin, Boss Lin! I'm going right now! You wait!" Greg rushed out of the corner regardless of etiquette, grabbed a waiter with red eyes and asked where the side hall was.
The nobles at the banquet cast strange glances at this aristocratic boy who suddenly lost his temper.
Charlotte looked at Greg's anxious look and brought up a pleasant smile.
Although she had no way of knowing the situation of the battle, as a believer who had seen the teachings, she was naturally connected with Wilde as a priest, and became a god-level priest.
And now, just by looking at Greg's appearance, she knew that Wilde was one step ahead of Joseph.
"Get out of the way!" Greg pushed away the servant who came to ask, "Get out of the way, I want to see Boss Lin!"
Greg asked around like a fly, but the servants either didn't know anything, told him that he couldn't go to the side hall without being invited, or persuaded him to calm down.
How can I be calm!
Greg shouted frantically in his heart, and finally saw the butler in the corridor who had invited Lin Jie to the side hall. He rushed over to grab the butler and shouted loudly:
"Where's Boss Lin?! I have something important to look for! Where did you take him?!"
The butler looked bewildered, but remained calm and said as patiently as possible: "I'm sorry, Mr. Greg, Mr. Lin will have dinner with our lady again, please..."
Greg chanted the curse instantly, summoned his sacrificial knife, put it on the butler's neck, gritted his teeth and whispered in a hysterical voice: "Tell me, where is the side hall, take me there!"
"Yes Yes… "
Cold sweat broke out on the butler's forehead, and he said, "I'll take you there, the side hall is here..."
But in fact, his hand behind his back is ready to take out the siren...
But before he could finish speaking, Greg chanted the spell for the second time, with a psychedelic brilliance in his eyes, which made the housekeeper lose consciousness.
Greg took the butler all the way to the door of the side hall, the latter said: "Just here..."
Before the butler could finish speaking, Greg pushed him away and rushed straight into the side hall - the sturdy door was slammed open by the young apprentice knight.
The messy voices of the manor guards and servants who noticed something strange came from behind.
- What caught Greg's eyes was Lin Jie, who was reaching out to fiddle with the clock.
…
Winston hung up the phone and looked at Joseph, who was constantly consuming his life, and the few remaining knights. He disobeyed the order of the Mystery Tower to continue to stand, and issued the last order—
"Everyone - evacuate! Save lives!"
By now, he couldn't inspire anyone.
Wilde's abilities are inexplicable.
He, or as He is called, can instantly accelerate everything to an end—that is, complete annihilation.
In this case, unless it is a god-level shot, these people are just going to die.
Hearing the order of the knight commander, the knights who had already fallen into despair looked at each other in dismay. Although they hesitated, they finally chose to leave.
In fact, they have long understood that Joseph, who has not obtained the power of the rules, can no longer resist Wilde's offensive. At this time, he is only burning his life to protect the remaining living combat power of the Mystic Tower.
They supported each other and quickly left the battlefield.
Winston was in a daze with a communicator in the retrograde crowd.
After a long time, he turned to look at Nuo Jin, who was shrouded in the cold winter, stepped on the snow, walked slowly to the awakened girl, crouched down and said softly, "Melissa, your father... is a real hero. "