Now, the Skydome Castle, the headquarters of the Garland Council, which had a history of more than 180 years, had been destroyed in many ways.
The witches had spent decades perfecting and building the tower. It was the work of human and dwarven craftsmen. It was a miracle of civilization. Now, it had turned into a complete ruin. The sorcerer's tower, which used to be shining with magical radiance, had collapsed. Even the mountain below had been torn apart by various Chaos magic. Thousands of witches, servants, guards, freelancers, and temporary passersby had died in the battle. From this perspective, they were actually quite lucky. Those souls that did not have the time to return to the embrace of the God of Death, Moore, were all sucked into the Realm of Chaos by the demon Tzeentech. They were either enslaved or devoured.
Those who did not die were even more miserable.
The flesh and souls of the survivors were fused into the ruins of the castle by the Tzeentech demons in a hellish way. Their human forms had merged with the cold wood and stone, so that it was impossible to distinguish between flesh and stone. Distorted faces appeared on the walls, gazing at the painful limbs writhing on the pavement. The stone pillars groaned, the sound coming from the throat of a human.
This was a hellish scene, but it was the most delicious food for the Tzeentech demons. At the entrance of the collapsed central tower, Marguarita faced the great demon under the command of Tzeentech, the Eternal Guardian Sassoril. This was a golden-blue demon bird. It opened its wings, and a terrifying torrent of witchcraft revolved around it.
Even so, Chancellor Garland's aura was not inferior to Marguarita's. Marguarita's body was surrounded by two halos. One was pure white, and it was filled with shocking light magic. The other was the symbol of a key formed by the Fire of Akasha, which was enough to ignite a few blocks of fire magic.
Even Sassoril, the Eternal Guardian Sassoril, could not help but be afraid of the power. The witchcraft rays of both sides collided in the air. The destructive lava that Sassoril summoned was blocked by Marguarita's wall of fire.
On the other hand, Margarita's already aged face was aging at an even faster rate. Her well-groomed dark brown hair gradually became as withered as straw. The ends of her hair gradually turned white, until they were grey and white.
The wrinkles on Chancellor Garland's face deepened. Her expression gradually changed from sadness to disappointment, and then to numbness. She began to chant the last spell. "This will be the last time Garland opens in the Skydome Castle."
"Garland's Great Spell, Life Bloom."
The last of Marguarita's life force was released from her body. The Great Spell of Light carried all of her life force and spread in all directions, forming a new star that covered the entire battlefield. All the Tzeentch believers and demons on the ground finally felt the same terrible effect as before. Hundreds of Tzeentch believers and demons were turned into ashes on the spot, and the rest were either severely injured or temporarily unable to get up. The powerful light magic bombarded their bodies, and large clouds of steam instantly gushed out. Their flesh was steaming, and the power of demons and chaos was fading away. Even the Eternal Guardian's wings and arms were burned by Marguarita's power.
The Eternal Guardian's wings were on fire, and its beautiful colorful feathers were burned into a ball. Large chunks of flesh and blood were peeled off the bones on its arms that it used to cover its face. Even the Eternal Guardian was severely injured by this attack at such close range.
If Marguarita could release a spell of this level one more time, perhaps even the top few Eternal Guardian of Tzeentch would die here and be banished back to the subspace.
However, it was a pity that after releasing this spell, Marguarita had turned into an old woman with white hair, deep wrinkles, and a stooped body.
"You have nowhere to run." Great Demon Tzeentch shrieked. It was trying its best to recover from its injuries.
"No, it's you, and all of you. We have nowhere to run." Marguarita showed a sad smile. She raised her trembling hand and looked at her wrinkled bark-like skin and thin twig-like hands. She suddenly sighed. "He definitely won't like me like this. He definitely won't. But … it doesn't matter. It's over, it's all over! This is the end! "
At this moment, the entire underground of Sky Fortress suddenly lit up with the Light of Akasha. Endless flames formed a key pattern of Akasha's Wind. Some kind of terrible power seemed to be released from the underground. Marguarita held her staff and leaned it on the ground. She seemed to be eager to share everything with Tzeentch. Her voice was hurried but calm. "A hundred years ago, I thought about this day. I thought about whether Sky Fortress would really meet its destruction one day. I can't allow it. I can't allow the magic miracle I created to be destroyed. Even if it's destroyed, I have to destroy it myself."
"You?" Tzeentch could feel the vibration of the ground. "You carved the magic circle into the foundation of the entire city?! You lunatic! Lunatic!!! "
"Now, let this castle witness my most beautiful and final art!" Marguarita spread out her hands. "My art is a meteor shower!"
"Akasha's Ultimate Spell! Armageddon!!! "
The magic circle of the entire city was activated. A crack was torn in the sky. Hundreds of meteors rained down, stirring up the wind and snow above Sky Fortress. More than 200 meteors were directly attracted by the magic circle and bombarded Sky Fortress, the headquarters of the Marvel Blue Council!
"Damn it!!!" Tzeentch immediately realized the danger he and the entire Tzeentch army were in! The surface of each meteor was burning with flames, emitting a terrible heat. None of these meteors were smaller than 20 meters in diameter!
Marguarita wanted the entire Sky Fortress and Tzeentch's army to be buried with her!
The last of her life force disappeared. Marguarita slowly closed her eyes. Before she died, Veronica's sweet face flashed in her mind.
The future of the Marvel Blue Council is yours, Veronica. You finally got what you wanted, but I don't know if this is what you wanted.
Would his last direct disciple be able to shoulder this heavy burden?
She didn't have the chance to know.
Immediately after, the Savior's face flashed in front of Marguarita's eyes. In her impression, his face was always the same. Sallow skin, monocle eyes, a big braid at the back of his head, and habitually squinting his eyes. He looked like a devout priest.
As expected, the one she hated the most was still him!
It was him!!!
… It was him, it was him, it was him, it was his section break …
Twenty minutes ago, on the first floor of the underground hall of the Central Tower.
Tai A-Zanaik's final attack was about to pierce through Teresa's chest. At this time, the female Warlock had almost lost all strength to resist. Tzeentch's sharp Venomous Tongue Sword emitted a pale blue light. It was aimed straight at Teresa's chest.
At this time, Teresa suddenly felt a warm energy coming from her lower abdomen! It was the spiritual rune carved by Laing. It was shining brightly. The sword on the spiritual rune released a dazzling white light. The spreading lines on the spiritual rune flapped as if they were alive. The blinding light stung Zainaik's eyes. Tzeentch's Chosen One screamed as he covered his face and took two steps back. He immediately covered his face with his four hands and groaned: "What?!"
The warm energy allowed Teresa to regain some strength. The female Warlock struggled to stand up. Her staff had already been abandoned due to signs of decay. The rune gun, Blue Love, had also run out of bullets. The ice sword she summoned was also knocked away. The female Warlock couldn't find any way to fight against Tzeentch's Chosen One, so she subconsciously used a technique that women were born with.
Teresa reached out her hand and used her fingers to scratch Tzeentch's Chosen One's face.
This time, the effect was outstanding. The female Warlock's exposed hand seemed to have some kind of energy that terrified Tzeentch's Chosen One. When Teresa's exposed skin came into contact with Tzeentch's body, Tzeentch's Chosen One screamed crazily. The places where Teresa touched seemed to have been stained with sulfuric acid. Large amounts of steam came out and made sizzling sounds. The places where Teresa scratched were now charred black, accompanied by Tzeentch's Chosen One's screams.
The female Warlock decided to go all out. She reached out her hands and pressed them on Zainaik's neck and face!
Tzeentch's Chosen One let out a beast-like roar. He screamed incessantly and used his four hands to scratch himself futilely. He scratched his own flesh and blood and kept retreating.
The scene in front of them shocked everyone. No one understood why Teresa suddenly became so strong. Only Aurora who knew the whole story secretly gritted her teeth and was furious.
That must be the power of the spiritual tattoo that Laing branded Teresa. Veronica had it and so did Teresa! This power had a miraculous effect against Chaos. Veronica had used this to explore Tzeentch's Labyrinth and Teresa had also used this to defeat Tzeentch's Chosen One!
Damn it! Damn it! This biased man, why didn't he tattoo such a good thing on me! Aurora became angry when she thought of this. It was not that she did not mention this to her wild son-in-law, but Laing either subconsciously refused or evaded the topic. In any case, he did not tattoo one for her.
Aurora could see that the power of the spiritual tattoo on Teresa's body was used up very quickly. The light of the spiritual tattoo was weakening every minute and second after it was activated. Tzeentch's Chosen One had only suffered a little flesh wound. It was impossible to defeat Zainaik with the little power left by Laing. She immediately shouted, "Teresa, come back quickly! Quickly! "
Teresa still wanted to attack Zainaik's eyes with her hands, but the power of the spiritual tattoo had been used up by more than half. The effect on Zainaik was minimal. When the sorceress heard Aurora's words, she immediately gave up on the useless attack. While Zainaik was still screaming and being burned, Teresa immediately turned around and rushed into the teleportation circle with her long slender legs.
"Go!" Aurora used the last of her power to activate the entire teleportation circle. The remaining dozen Garland councilors and dozens of witch apprentices disappeared into the teleportation circle.
"Ugh!" It took Tzeentch's Chosen One a few seconds to regain consciousness. There were a few burn scars on his face and body, but they were all superficial wounds and nothing serious. Za-Zaeyk quickly realized that the witches had escaped.
Tzeentch's Chosen One shook his head. He didn't feel much regret. This operation was already close to a perfect success. The last little accident didn't affect his great achievement. This was just the blessing and will of the Demon Bird God.
At this moment, the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground came from outside. The earth shook, the mountains swayed, and the castle collapsed. Tzeentch realized that something must have happened outside. He immediately picked up his staff and long sword and rushed outside.
When Tzeentch's Chosen One came outside, the scene in front of him made him furious!
Heaven's Fortress was destroyed! Half of the castle had fallen into the abyss! The other half was also on the verge of collapse! His Raven Guard Army had lost more than 60% of its members, and Tzeentch's Army had lost more than 50%. Tzeentch's Eternal Guardian, Sasauril, was weakly kneeling on the ground. Judging from its constantly weakening and becoming transparent, it was obvious that the time it could stay in the mortal world was extremely limited. "Praise Saint Tzeentch! Your plan has succeeded, mortal. "
"No! This is not the success I wanted! " Zainaik strode towards the demon. Tzeentch's Chosen One shouted angrily, "Why did it become like this? Where are my people?"
"That crazy woman, Armageddon." Sasauril shook his head.
Tzeentch had used the Void Distortion at the most critical moment, banishing part of the meteors into the Void and saving himself and a part of Tzeentch's army. However, more than half of Tzeentch's believers and demons were killed on the spot by Armageddon. Half of the castle collapsed in an instant, and the remaining half was also on the verge of collapse.
"No! This is not what I wanted. This is not in line with Saint Tzeentch's plan! I was supposed to gather an army and go to Auster to find a Chaos Divine Artifact, but now it's all destroyed! Without enough troops, how can I defeat the Empire's army? " Tzeentch paced back and forth in frustration. He knew that Tzeentch was about to return to the subspace, so he was anxious to get an answer.
"Go to the North, to the Chaos Wasteland, to the Northern Court. There is a hero there," the Eternal Watch whispered. "There's a king whose strength is enough to be recorded in the annals of history. He was born for revenge, and his hometown, Dragon Castle, was just destroyed in an expedition by Auster. Go and tell him this. Tell him this news. He'll gather an army that can overturn the entire Old World."
"A hero whose strength is enough to go down in history? What is his name? "Tzeentch Zanaik asked.
"He is the king of the Northern Court, the Ebon Marauder, King Noska, the Commander of the Army of Destruction, the Son of the Blood Red Sky, the peerless warrior who defeated the Blood God's wife, the one who is watched by the Four Gods of Chaos."
"His name is Ebon Motkin!"
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