The lightsaber is slightly longer than the one-handed sword. Above the dim silver handle is a sword blade with red and golden light flowing. It oscillates at a very high frequency. When it is closer, you can always hear a buzzing sound like a magnetic field. Although it is shaped by primitive magic, the lightsaber is not invisible and intangible. It consists of a force field.

Chen Ang was therefore able to shake off the weapon that stabbed him, and when the balance of the two paladins was destroyed in this way, he followed the small flaws exposed to them and stabbed the priest's magic tricks with their bodies. He used their bodies to block the priest's magic, then stabbed the lightsaber from under his ribs, and quickly wiped the second person's throat.

When the paladin was cut open with his plate armor, a very subtle force came from the hilt, just like a hot bowl cutting through butter, but no drop of blood splashed out. The wounds broken by the original magic power were dehydrated and contracted due to the powerful radiation. The steel melted slightly where the plate armor was destroyed, causing the wounds under the plate armor to mix into a ball of iron.

Theoretically speaking, if the brain is not directly destroyed, such a wound will make him struggle for a long time.

Without rapid blood loss and destruction, it is difficult for the injured to die immediately. They will feel the severe pain from their nerves and suffer from this pain until they die. Just like a very cruel punishment, halved by a lightsaber, the injured may struggle for three days before they die due to organ failure.

With the help of the priest, they may relieve their pain, but most of them still cannot escape death. The healing magic technique is not effective in radiation from the original magic. Even if it is "healing fatal damage", it is difficult to reverse their fate of dying due to radiation disease. Because the magical pollution brought by the lightsaber will cause them torture forever.

Therefore, when Chen Ang killed someone, the moment he stabbed into the human body, his hand holding the sword would always slightly shake invisibly, causing the high-frequency shocking primitive magic to quickly destroy the human body circulation, leaving the enemy silently dead without pain.

Seeing his companion's body fall down unconsciously, the few people who came roared angrily.

The priest and paladin who have been through the battle formation are excellent in cooperation. The priest swung the hammer with his backhand, exerting the weight of the hammer to the extreme, but there was still a trace of toughness hidden in the fierceness. When it hit, the power suddenly burst out. It could smash the enemy into flesh paste with a layer of heavy armor. The priest's muscles contracted into small pieces, and the power was tense like a spring, which released nearly a thousand pounds of hammer power.

The priest's warrior must be of high level at the part-time job! The warhammer's restraint on one-handed weapons is also very obvious.

But Chen Ang was no longer the same. He just twisted the sense of space of the priest, and let the warhammer hit the teammates beside the priest. The flesh and blood exploded like fireworks, and the right body of the companion in heavy armor faded down, and blood and flesh mud splattered out of the gap in the armor. The priest's powerful perception was not worthy of the truth in the face of the twisting force.

"Advanced charming humans!" Chen Ang read out three words gently.

His left hand was shrouded in a spell aura, just as he had really used this spell. Even though there were many flaws, the interference of the Force made the paladin behind the priest believe in the scene before him. He sadly stabbed his sword into the priest's back to get rid of his companions who were "controlled by the charm"!

But the priest's unbelievable eyes woke him up.

"No!" The paladin roared in despair. His hand holding the sword trembled and panickedly wanted to hold the priest's crumbling body, but was stopped by the remaining two companions.

"Manipulate the corpse!" Chen Ang's voice was still calm. He threw a ball of magic aura on the priest's corpse. Of course, the Force made them see the 'spit aura'. When the two priests were vigilantly paying attention to the corpses and Chen Ang on the ground, the paladin's sword blade pierced their hearts from behind.

Chen Ang sighed, "The will is unstable, the Force confusing heart!" He relieved the Paladin's Force confusing heart. He ignored the lost paladin and walked straight past him. Among all the paladins, the youngest chosen by him did not have rich experience and firm beliefs like other middle-aged paladins.

He is too young, and passion and belief are his most powerful force and his most fatal weakness. When his mistake caused his companion to die with his own hands, the paladin with a shaken will made a fatal mistake. Losing his mind on the battlefield will not only harm himself, but will also jeopardize his companion's lives.

The sky in Deep Water City became darker and darker, and Ilminster could feel that this was not a normal night. He found some clues in the shadows of the surrounding buildings. In the deepest and darkest places, a twist that made him creepy was happening. His silver fire was trembling violently. The power belonging to the elect warned him.

A faint murmur sounded in his ears, as if the sighs and lingering of a lover. The voice from the shadows carried a deep power to the bottom of his heart, which made his mind confused. He seemed to have heard many memory names, their whispers and murmurs.

The ubiquitous troubles of the shadows were severely affected by his will. Ilminster knew that this was the bad joke of Ms. Night. As Mister's mortal enemy, the goddess of shadow did not seem to want to let him go. But he was not afraid of the lady's conspiracy and plot. In his life long enough, such a thing has never happened.

What worried him the most was another voice, the voice from the human heart.

He could feel that as Chen Ang approached, this power was constantly increasing, and this temptation was gradually polluting his heart. What really made him feel scared was that he forgot "that thing". Ilminster couldn't remember what was tempting him? Where did he put the "that thing" he forgot?

"Darth. Morgoth!" Ilminster's voice echoed in the haze, his momentum was like thunder, and his voice rolled away like a thunderbolt, dispelling the whispers in the shadows.

"Your power is like an abyss, but I can see the dark nature of the stars shining. It contains warmth and calmness, and also hides true horror and danger, just like those truly ancient legends. Where the light of the gods cannot shine, in places where the stars cannot shine, are all your territory!"

"Why does that darkness invade the glory of the stars? With your greatness, you should understand that everything has its promised land, just as the sun and moon rotate, and light and darkness alternate. I know that everything will eventually become dark, but dawn will never sink..." Ilmist relaxed his breath, stood at the forefront of the wind and rain, looking straight at the lonely shadow, his loud voice trembled slightly, and he said loudly: "This is the dawn land promised by the gods, and darkness cannot pass!"

Ilmist's swords intersected with his left and right hands, and a strong ray of light teared apart the sky and the earth. The thick clouds rolled away, and the sunlight above the dark clouds cast down, dyeing the deep water castle golden. The magic net stretched and folded freely under his battle, and drove away the shadows and darkness with a strong positive energy.

The power of the disaster mystery lock was torn apart by Misterra's divine power. The magic net drew the rolling primitive magic power, blocking and infecting the power of the mystery lock. At least five gods' glory impacted the Three Rings mystery lock together, covering the power above the deep water castle.

"Maybe you think so, but my knowledge tells me that there has never been a promised land. Never!" Chen Ang's voice seemed to come from a distant place, "Nothing is truth, all existence is reasonable. Just like one of your Dostoevsky heroes, dominated by your nihilistic gods, you destroy me without hesitation, like a pure divine act."

"However, you should think deeply: When the minds of the world blindly follow the so-called truths of the gods, remember that there is no absolute truth in the world. When the actions of the world are bound by the dogma of the gods or inherent cognition, remember that any constraint can be broken. Darkness is not born to serve the light, it has its own meaning when it comes to this world."

The blasphemy caused the wrath of the gods. In the light that tore the sky, darkness was like a lonely boat swaying, but it was as solid as a rock, resisting the tide of positive energy surging. Chen Ang seemed to be disdainful of this. He did not even look up at the kingdom of gods shining in the sky, but continued in a calm voice:

"The law cannot be blasphemed? Or are those orders the truth?"

"The gods describe the truth of this world to you and stipulate that everything, even the abyss and hell, is in place safely in order. This world is like a group of precision gears, operating in fixed rules and orders, which even makes you think that this is the world itself! But the reality always hides deeper truth, and I never stop chasing the truth and seeking."

"When the order collapses, when the throne shakes, the hypocritical truth is broken into ruins, and the more real truth will be exposed. Because only movement and change can bring us closer to the essence of things." Chen Ang smiled and said, "Remember: everything is empty, everything is allowed!"

Ilminster felt his silver fire and exhaled the strongest anger, which seemed to burn him out, and the light of the gods made the sun shine.

The gate of Paradise Mountain appeared on the deep water castle, and the surging positive energy ocean seemed to be a little out of control. Ilminster felt the shiver of the glory of the gods such as Pelo, and the brilliant ocean surged out endlessly from the sky. At this moment, he clearly discovered that they seemed to be trapped in a clever scam.

Paradise Mountain is shaking, and the violent ocean of primitive magic is beating this plane. The original power of light and kindness is circling along the flowing river of souls at the top of Paradise Mountain. It makes it a sea of ​​light.

At the core of the ocean, a ball of purest brilliance condenses into three gems, tearing apart the essence of heaven and becoming their form.

Three diamonds shining with brilliant glory fell from the sky! (To be continued.)

ps: Yesterday!
Chapter completed!