Under the gaze of several red-robed chief priests.

Jia Luo, the first crown prince, raised his scepter without thinking and knocked the floor hard.

"Boom!"

Only a muffled sound was heard.

A strong extraordinary wave suddenly erupted from this beauty.

Something strange happened.

I saw the blazing flames inside the altar, suddenly erupting like a volcano.

It was originally just a brazier, with the flames coming out at a height close to one person. Now it has turned into a thick pillar of fire, with a diameter of more than five meters, running straight through the ceiling of the hall.

The strangest thing is that the flames did not seem to emit any heat, and the roof was not burned through, as if it was just an illusory flame.

Several red-robed chief priests took a step back in unison, their pretty faces with different styles showing deep shock.

They sensed very clearly that the pillar of fire contained unimaginable terrifying power.

While the ministers were shocked, their eyes changed as they looked at the altar.

In the past, they only regarded the altar as an ordinary extraordinary item, mainly used to increase the sense of ritual and to communicate with the great elders.

Only now did they realize that this was a trump card laid out by the great elder, which could actually threaten the superior gods.

After a while.

Jialuo's beautiful eyes flashed with a bright white light, looking like two big light bulbs.

Her breath suddenly became ethereal, and layers of ripples surged around her body.

This is exactly the phenomenon caused by super power interfering with the real space.

A group of red-robed chief priests looked horrified.

"Boom!"

Jialuo knocked on the floor again.

The First Crown raised the scepter with both hands and said loudly: "Auroville City will never yield to the gods!"

As she spoke, the fluctuations in her body became more powerful, and the ripples around her body became more dense.

The red-robed chief priests felt their heads buzzing, and an inexplicable feeling surged in their hearts.

They opened their mouths inexplicably and chanted in unison: "Shuguang City will never yield to the gods!"

*

distance.

High in the sky.

More than two hundred huge black hawks, each dragging dozens of soldiers, are flying hard.

a moment ago.

Suddenly one appeared in the sky and dropped a golden spear.

This is a god who suddenly launched an attack on the dawn.

The extremely terrifying fluctuation of divine power spread to this place instantly.

When most of the soldiers saw the divine spear, their souls were frightened by the divine power, and they fainted with bleeding from their orifices.

The giant eagle's body was stronger and could barely withstand the pressure of the divine power, but it was also greatly affected and its wings became obviously a little weak.

The originally neat flight formation suddenly became chaotic.

at this time.

A strange and dark wave swept across from the direction of Dawn City.

White Fang, a sergeant of the 342nd Class B Regiment, had a headache that felt like it was going to explode, and he couldn't see at all.

"Boom!"

An illusory voice sounded from his mind out of thin air.

It sounded like a crash.

This sound seemed to have incredible magic power. The severe pain in White Fang's head was relieved by most of the time. His eyes felt a little cold, and he saw the attack of the gods again.

around him.

All the unconscious soldiers also heard a "dong" sound in their heads, and then they woke up at the same time, turning their heads to look at the golden light.

At this time.

The golden spear thrown by the god himself swept towards the target like thunder, which was Dawn City.

In an instant.

The golden stream of light penetrates straight down from the endless sky, drawing a brilliant trajectory of more than three thousand kilometers, which can be seen from a hundred thousand miles away.

Any Qingyang man with certain extraordinary powers can sense endless killing intent from the depths of his soul just by seeing the golden light.

This is the wrath of God!

It is also the malice of the gods!

Another moment passed.

All the soldiers of the ten legions watched the golden light fall, as if they heard some kind of call, and uttered one sentence in unison:

"Auroville City will never yield to the gods!"

After each word was spoken, it immediately disappeared in the cold wind high in the sky.

White Fang felt something vaguely. He held the magic gun tightly with both hands and murmured in his heart: "I feel it."

Although he was still bleeding from all his orifices and looked extremely miserable, there was a smile on his lips.

*

Outside Dawn City.

Inside a large farm.

Hundreds of Qingyang people are working hard in the ravines.

Now is the early spring season, the time when staple food crops are sown. These farmers use simple machinery to sow seeds one by one.

at this time.

Golden light falls from the sky.

The farmers couldn't help but look up. They all felt as if their heads had been hit by a giant hammer, and they all fell down with blood spurting from their mouths and noses.

"Boom!"

Illusive sounds appear.

The farmers struggled to get up, and as if they were inspired by something, they used their last strength and chanted in unison:

"Auroville City will never yield to the gods!"

The ground beneath their feet seemed to hear sounds and undergo an extremely obscure change.

A gray-haired farmer touched the fertile land and suddenly bent down and kissed the soil reverently.

With incomparable satisfaction in his eyes, he muttered in his heart: "I feel it."

The old farmer's eyes lost all light and he breathed his last.

Because he is too old and has many old diseases in his body, he just received the impact of divine power, and his soul can no longer support it.

But when death comes.

The old farmer's heart was filled with only peace and joy.

Because the last year of his life was also the year he was taken in by the Dawn Tribe, which was like a dream and made him feel that his life was worth it.

By contrast.

I used to live in a small tribe, and I was oppressed by the tribe elders all year round. I couldn't have a full meal most of the year, and it was common to endure hunger and cold.

The old farmer felt that it was his dream to die on this piece of land.

"Boom!"

Another illusory sound.

This sound sounded particularly clear.

But only the old farmer can hear it.

His soul floated out of his body.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The old farmer looked down at his transparent hands and feet, and instinctively realized one thing - his soul would soon dissipate.

He looked up again and glanced at the golden light in the sky.
To be continued...