A meteor fell from Leinster City.
A few seconds after the flash was released, everyone reacted to it, be it north or south of the city, inside or outside the academy.
It was a bright white meteor that seemed to contain endless radiance, beautiful and holy. However, what it contained was not warmth, but the coldness and despair that led people to death.
"Senior!"
Everything happened too quickly. In the next second when Luo Ya noticed the shining light, the light had dyed everything nearby white. In the distance, an old man in a black robe looked at the place where the meteor fell, his face emotionless.
Plist Maxhill, this was a name that was praised in this era. When people mentioned him, the first thing that came to mind was the image of a wise and gentle old man. The followers of Bologna called him the Saint, the scholars hailed him as the wisest chairman in history, and the extraordinary people called him the King of Curses.
Over the countless years, Prister had received too many honors and shouldered a considerable amount of responsibility. But today, as he looked at the falling light, the old man's face was no longer warm and gentle. Instead, it was cold and solemn.
It had been a hundred years since he fell into the hands of the Savior. After a hundred years of planning, Plist was finally about to achieve his goal, but at this crucial moment, an unexpected person came to Leinster.
The Akkat family was a family that could not be carelessly handed down, especially their bloodline awakeners. For these Chosen Children who bore heavy burdens, anything was possible. This was the conclusion that Plist had given them over the long years.
Whether it was the insurmountable gap in levels or the unbreakable iron rules, nothing was absolute before them. Their possibilities were far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. It had been so since ancient times, and this time was no exception.
Plist's slightly dim eyes looked into the distance. Under his attack, the entire area trembled, but the two targets did not turn into ashes.
Where the light dissipated, what appeared was a huge skeleton and a giant black serpent that surrounded the two people. At this moment, the skeleton had mostly melted in the light, while the giant black serpent was almost shattered. Still, it had to be said that even without souls, these two curse-power constructs had indeed protected their master.
In the gradually dissipating form of the ancient god, the black-haired youth spat out blood. However, the pain of his body tearing apart did not diminish his will to fight. Instead, it made his will as cold as ice and unshakable.
"Frozen Earth."
Amidst the murmurs, white mist rushed out of the youth's body without holding back and tore at the old man who was holding a staff. At the same time, the deep sound of horns echoed from all directions. A powerful surge of curse power that had never been seen before erupted from Lilian's body. With Priest as the center, countless warriors walked out of the radiance and began their charge. Amidst the deafening battle cries, countless warriors stepped out of the radiance and began their charge.
The heavy-armored legions with lions painted on their shields, the blue-armored knights with lances pointed forward, and the archers with strange mechanical curses on their arms — the most elite legions in human history began a joint encirclement under the queen's command. Amidst the piercing sound, arrows of destruction imbued with elemental magic converged into a colorful cloud and fell from the sky.
Beside Lillian, thousands of red-robed spellcasters held up their long staffs. The light of their curses was as bright as the stars. Obscure incantations echoed in their mouths as they worked together to create an army of curses that far exceeded their individual strength.
After being attacked for a moment, the two of them who had a tacit understanding unleashed their killer moves almost at the same time. There was no other reason other than that the enemy gave them too much pressure.
Amidst the frost, the youth's expression was unprecedentedly ugly. In front of him, Lillian shielded him behind her as if she was protecting him. However, her clenched hands were trembling slightly. Both of them could feel that the other party did not use his full strength in the blow just now, and that was indeed the case.
That's right. The blow that shook the earth like a meteor was just a greeting from Plist. Even if he was destined to kill the other party and had even rushed here specifically for this, Plist did not like to ambush the younger generation.
Giving the other party the right to fight back with all his might was his reservedness as the King of Curses, just like now.
Under the moonlight, amidst the heavy encirclement of thousands of soldiers and horses, the horns of the barracks continued to sound. The earth trembled under the hooves of the horses, and the sky was covered by arrows and frost. However, in the face of all this, the black-robed old man remained unmoved. He looked at the young man and girl in the distance with his weathered eyes. After a long time, he only let out a sigh.
"How powerful."
The heartfelt praise came from the mouth of the King of Curses. Luo Ya was familiar with history. How could the knowledgeable Plist not know the origin of these soldiers?
With this powerful army and that strange frost, even a powerhouse of the second level of the source-rank would be easily annihilated by the combined forces of these two young men. If it was before the dark days, he would definitely protect these children with all his might. Unfortunately, it was all too late.
Under the overwhelming attacks, Priest's body suddenly burst out with layers of light. The dark clouds of elemental arrows turned into ashes, and the frost that covered the ground was also dispersed. The old cursemancer raised his long staff, and the holy statue on the staff suddenly seemed to come alive. The half-body banshee opened her arms and opened her mouth to let out a call of death.
"Cough! Not good! "
Luo Ya, who was coughing out a mouthful of blood, stared at the staff in the old man's hand. His expression changed drastically, and he reflexively thought of a holy weapon.
[Staff of the Deadman's Voice]. It was a holy weapon described in the records of the Scholar Country. Legend had it that the cursed soul of a banshee resided in the staff. After it was activated, it would carry out a large-scale indiscriminate curse. It had once reaped tens of thousands of lives on the battlefield of the mutants.
The terrifying weapon in the records flashed across his mind. The next moment, the cruel reality proved his thoughts.
Within a hundred meters of the old man, the knights that were charging towards Priest were falling to the ground in droves amidst the shrill cries. Be it man or horse, all of their presence vanished amidst the call of death. The black-haired girl abruptly widened her eyes, but after a brief moment of hesitation, she steeled her heart and continued to command the army to charge towards the old man.
She must buy time for the legion of cursemancers behind her to cast their spells. For that, she would pay any price.
Determined, Lillian began to stall for time with all her might. The brave soldiers of the legion charged at the enemy dauntlessly. Layers of corpses piled up. The scene was unprecedentedly tragic. However, not a single one of them could get within ten meters of Plist. Only the huge skeleton was not afraid of the terrifying curse. However, the Gulan Daer that had lost its soul could not pose a threat to the enemy.
The frost and the rain of arrows were still being dispersed by the light. The battle cries shook the surroundings. Every minute and every second of the battle felt like a year. Until the chanting of the thousands of people stopped abruptly, and the inexplicable pressure in the sky was so strong that it could not be ignored. Only then did Lillian's purple eyes lit up again.
[Divine Strike of the Legion Curse]. After a long period of preparation, it was finally completed.
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