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Then he opened his mouth and swallowed Gracia in one gulp.

At the same time, the pitch-black phoenix flames all over the sky gathered and exploded at the same time, a huge mushroom cloud appeared out of thin air, and the pitch-black thunderstorm split vertically and horizontally.

……

"Hiss, that's amazing."

Su Heng's brows twitched, thinking of the scene in the real universe where Youdu easily suppressed the king-level insect nest.

Now, the angel who came out of the shadow vortex, according to the information provided by the machine girl and the white wolf, should be the shadow angel second only to the glory angel Grace.

But the two just collided.

Gracia fell into an absolute disadvantage.

"According to my guess, it is impossible for the Protoss to send all the angels to the world of Terraria." Su Heng said.

Protoss is not safe either.

They have been found hiding places by demons.

If all the power is desperately invested in Terraria, any accident may lead to the complete destruction of the entire group.

Life forms above the restricted area level.

Wisdom is above the standard line, and it is impossible for them not to consider these obvious things.

Sure enough, just as Su Heng expected.

For a long time, there was no archangel-level existence in the world of Terraria, and just as Su Heng was gradually relieved, Jamia suddenly raised her head, her body tensed up, and made a hissing sound.

On the holy mountain.

The battle between White Wolf and Grace seems to have been won or lost.

The sky became as bright as washing, and an unprecedented, penetrating radiance penetrated the distance between the sky and the earth.

Around the holy mountain, several restricted area-level powerhouses were fighting. Willow, Garon, Youdu, and many angels of the Protoss supported the sky and the earth like pillars of smoke.

but.

When that golden dazzling light appeared.

All the radiance dimmed and disappeared into the invisible, showing the master's terrifying power beyond the restricted area.

"Eternal Blazing Sun!"

Su Heng's voice was a little hoarse.

The worst-case scenario still happened after all, and the Protoss threw all their trump cards on the world of Terraria.

Even the ancient god himself decided to take action himself.

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On the holy mountain.

The battle between the Valkyrie Brunhill and the Archangel Grace is also gradually coming to an end.

"Destroy it!"

Brunhill took a step forward.

Turning over and twisting, the curvaceous figure is like a long bow, tightened hard!

Bang!

Amid the huge sonic boom that tore through the air, the spear in her hand turned into a streamer, piercing into the middle of Archangel Grace's chest with a destructive aura.

Three different radiances burst out from the wound.

Dazzling gold represents eternal silver and chaotic gray-black.

of the three types of radiation.

Grace, who is a veteran restricted area powerhouse, has an advantage in both the quality and concentration of radiation.

But what is frightening is that the white wolf and Brunhill have the same power, and the two kinds of radiance cooperate with each other like a huge millstone. Under the blessing of the eternal spear, they actually forcibly use the golden radiance that Grace uses to protect the body. rout.

Boom!

Destructive force erupted from the tip of the spear.

Grace's huge body was shattered and turned into powder all over the sky.

Scarlet flesh and broken feathers flew, and the entire holy mountain was covered in a layer of miserable blood.

"This…"

Around, all the nobles and priests who witnessed this battle.

At this moment, I felt a feeling of collapse of faith.

Not to mention the ordinary mortal nobles, even Archangel Grace himself could hardly accept such a result.

in the distance.

It's like going back in time.

The flesh and blood scattered all over the sky began to gather again.

The glorious figure of Archangel Grace appeared in people's sight.

However, this time, the half-smile on his face finally disappeared and a huge hole appeared in the middle of his chest.

Even with the almost immortal vitality of the fourth life level.

This injury.

Unable to heal.

This means that the full blow of Brunhill and White Wolf just now has hurt the origin of the archangel.

If this fight continues.

In the absence of external interference, then Archangel might die.

"pity…"

Grace sighed softly, shook his head, and his face became serious again.

He stretched out his hand and brushed it lightly over his chest, a series of granulation growths intertwined, and the injury healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the radiation concentration on his body was a little dimmer.

Obviously, this means.

There is also a certain price to pay for the Archangel.

"You, or you guys, are stronger than the old Valkyries." Grace praised, "But unfortunately, the current environment is different from the past, and you have no future."

"The future of us, and even Terraria itself, is in our own hands."

Brunhill gasped.

The battle just now was also a lot of consumption for her.

But at the same time, the Valkyrie, who just stepped into the fourth life level, is also growing rapidly in this war.

She waved.

Kungunir, the long spear inserted on the ground in the distance, buzzed and trembled, and flew back and landed in Brunhir's hand.

Mist-like gray-black radiance diffused from behind him, covering the sky and the sun, and the surrounding void seemed to be unable to bear that force.

Broken, cracks spread.

Click!

The huge body of the white wolf stepped out of it.

They stood together, staring at the archangel in the distance with the same gray-blue pupils.

"The evolution of life is endless. On this road, the only thing you can do is to be humble. Otherwise, it will lead to destruction, just like my family in the past."

"Those glorious years have finally become history."

Grace opened her arms and chanted in poetic tones.

He was handsome, exuding inhuman beauty, detached from gender and race, and his snow-soft hair was stained with golden streamer.

The clergy around held their breath.

Some of the guys with particularly pious beliefs put their hands together and knelt on the ground.

The lips are constantly rising and falling, obviously praying.

"Poor, sorry."

The white wolf cast a glance, feeling a little lost in his heart.

Brunhill frowned, and suddenly looked up, seeing a bright and pure beam of light appearing in the sky.

That ray of light was just an inconspicuous ray at first, but soon began to spread towards the surroundings, forming a golden light spot on the wall of the illusory world.

Even a strong man like Brun Hill.

When looking directly at that kind of light, he had to narrow his eyes slightly to avoid being burned by the light.

"Golden flames illuminate the vast universe, and the throne holds high the realm of clear glass." An aria with strange rhythms and staggered tones came from Grace's mouth.

That's not a common lingua franca in the Terraria world.

It is another completely different ancient language, magnificent and powerful, mixed with strange spiritual fluctuations.

Even if White Wolf and Brunshire didn't understand this language, after hearing Grace's voice at this moment, they could still judge the general meaning of the words.

"When our Lord comes, you can only choose to surrender or die."

The voice fell.

Boom!

The dome of the sky cracked, amidst the light and rain all over the sky.

Layers upon layers of wings are stretched, and a bloodshot pupil is revealed among the wings scattered all over the sky.

It was different from what everyone expected.

The god worshiped by the holy mountain, the only ancient god among the protoss, and the evolutionary of the fifth life level in the legend, is not a human figure similar to the statue, but an old scarlet eyeball.

Yes, even so.

After the eternal blazing sun came, the clergymen on the holy mountain knelt down one after another.

"Whoa, the doomsday comes and everything returns to chaos."

"I saw an angel with a face like the sun and feet like pillars of fire."

"All unbelievers will be turned into dust in God's punishment."

Among the ideas promoted by the church.

Doomsday will fall on the world of Terraria one day in the future.

On that day, the sea will be burned, the land will no longer be able to produce food, the golden flame will lick the earth, and all living things will be turned into dust to pay for their sins.

And hit mortals.

Only those ascetic monks with pious beliefs have the chance to be redeemed.

Now, the coming of the eternal blazing sun is exactly the same as the picture advertised in the church. Everyone is praying and eager to ascend to heaven.

however…

The sound of prayers filled the sky.

It was quickly replaced by piercing screams of pain.

Those believers who knelt on the ground had invisible flames burning from the inside out.

Thick blood-colored smoke emerged from them, like terrifying human-shaped torches, running back and forth on the uneven land.

"They are not ignorant but just deceived by some people with ulterior motives."

Brunhill watched what was happening in front of him.

Pity said.

"Of course I understand these reasons, but the key question now is how we can solve that guy." The white wolf raised his head, looking solemnly at the sun in the sky.