Chapter 2344 Nuclear peace in the world? Natasha in desperate situation

Author: Mr. Tai Su

Chapter 2344 Nuclear peace in the world? Natasha in desperate situation

Ivan Vincent looked at this magic mystery lock. It should have been arranged by a legendary astrological magician. It was a long time ago. It was recently activated and the entrance was opened, which caused such great changes.

"There is something wrong with the arrangement of this magic mystery lock. It is not like the way the magic lock is used to protect magic towers. It seems that most of the power is concentrated on sealing something. If you guessed it correctly, those people were sealed because of this thing.

Coming!"

"This magical mystery lock exudes the aura of a prophet. It should be related to the ancient magicians Sun King, Prophet and others. They are this group of madman-like magicians who want to study the world of the dead.

In the end, he played himself to death and made Viken, a coward, the final winner. He was promoted to a god, established the Cult of Truth, and became the current Lord of Truth, the strongest person in the continent."

Around the town of Bonn and Lake Elsinore, there are six priests standing in the air, and twelve priests and dark knights standing on the ground. This is the total strength of the Silver Horn in the entire Principality of Violet, among which

It also includes several strong men from other countries and the Dark Mountains who came to follow the oracle of the Silver Lord.

Ilya, the priest of the Silver Horn, flew over Lake Elsinore and saw the sparkling, quiet and beautiful lake water suddenly disintegrating after completely solidifying, turning into pieces of illusory light, reflecting the bright starlight cross below.

and a red liquid that squirms like life.

Surrounding the strange Lake Elsinore, many ghosts with skulls and pale tails, wraiths, dark and ferocious shadows, and various other ghostly undead creatures all raised their heads.

Screams and invisible fluctuations were superimposed together to form an illusory and huge monster. It wore a black robe, held a long scythe, had its feet in the red liquid, and had a pair of pale and hollow eyes on its skull-like face.

Eye.

Just seeing this illusory monster, you can't help but shudder, as if your life force is passing away quickly and being swallowed by this illusory monster.

The Grand Cross is slowly disintegrating, and the black and white gray world overlaps with the main world, making this place dyed with dreamy starlight.

Ilya, the Priest of the Silver Horn, watched all this calmly. He took out a huge pale palm from nowhere, and each of its fingers was bent to reveal sharp, non-human bone spurs, shining with a quiet, cold light. He would

The palm was raised high, chanting a mantra that could make people irritated and crazy. Silvery lines converged from the priests in the air, the priests on the ground and the dark knights to around his body, forming a complex magic circle.

.

After reciting the incantation, in the silent world of black and white, there was a layer of squirming silver, cold and evil. Ilya quickly threw his pale palm into the center of the magic circle, and the silver immediately rolled down, wrapping it and pulling it out of shape.

.

A silver-white door painted with countless strange and evil runes slowly appeared, and the large cross below almost completely disappeared.

Suddenly, a terrifying pillar of scorching light, illuminating monotonous black, white and gray, struck down from high in the sky, hitting the silver-white door in the middle. The black disappeared, the gray disappeared, and the whole world was filled only with the endless holy light.

The black-robed monster above Lake Elsinore was directly vaporized, and the various ghost-like undead creatures around it all disappeared with silent screams. Even the undead creatures that appeared in the town of Bonn were wiped out by the light. This

It’s the Eight-ring Divine Art of the Church of Truth, Yang Yan Explosion!

"Amorton, Gossett! Didn't you go to the border and guard Alto?"

Ilya, the priest of the Silver Horn, looked at the two cardinal figures suddenly appearing in the sky in surprise, and asked in astonishment.

Bishop Amorton, who had long black hair and was beautiful and dull, slowly approached holding a cross badge with the sun in his hand.

Gossette, with short flaxen hair, had a serious and indifferent look on his face. Standing next to him were Count Hart Lafati, the ninth-level golden knight Count Hayward, deputy leader of the Violet Knights, and two other heavenly knights.

In addition to the strong men stationed in the northern fortress and the fortress near the Dark Mountains, nearly half of the strong men in the Principality of Violet gathered here. And in the sky and ground behind them, Salvador, the holder of the church, the clown and other night watchmen

The captain also led his team members to approach here and blocked all roads.

Amorton, a seventh-level cardinal, put away his eighth-level magical badge and answered coldly.

"We are here to completely eliminate the Silver Horn!"

Priest Elijah didn't seem to have thought that he was being plotted by the Church of Truth. They had known about the Silver Horn's plan for a long time, waited for it, and laid a dragnet, preparing to catch all the Silver Horn.

"Who betrayed us?"

Ilya made a desperate and angry question, with a cold and vicious look on his face, a ferocious smile, and extremely crazy.

"Although the true god cannot be summoned, the one who is sealed in the magic mystery is not something you can deal with. Do you want to become an undead creature with me? Is that old guy Salde here too?"

Ivan Vincent looked coldly at the people not far away, his expression was extremely cold, his blue eyes were as deep as the vast ocean, there were faint turbulent waves rising, murderous intent was brewing in his heart, it was like the tranquility before the collapse of the sky,

He murmured in a low voice with great repression.

"Silver Horn, Church of Truth, good, good, good!"

"You all have good calculations, but you have not considered that this town of Bonn is my territory, Ivan Vincent. I don't allow you to be arrogant. Today I said that I will not go on a killing spree and let you do it for the residents of Bonn town.

Buried with him!"

Ivan Vincent was still late. The residents of the entire town of Bonn were swallowed up by the breath seeping from the cracks in the undead world and turned into undead creatures. At this time, the anger continued to impact Ivan Vincent's soul.

, the murderous intention became more and more fierce, his eyes narrowed slightly, he stepped forward, and was about to take action, powerful mental power was released, covering

The extremely vast world is silent, and the magic elements in the void begin to stir faintly. Ivan Vincent wants the world to see his original legendary magic, which can bring true peace and nuclear peace to the world. Ivan's big fireball

He is about to start, he will bury all these people and disappear from this world together with the town of Bourne!

As for Count Hart Lafati, Count Hayward, the deputy leader of Violet, and the other two Sky Knights, Ivan Vincent did not care about them. Although they were from the Grand Duke, who asked them to get involved?

Came in.

Ivan Vincent's mental power vibrated slightly, and the magic of material synthesis was activated. At this time, Ivan Vincent was like a creator, controlling the changes in the smallest structure of matter, the atomic structure constantly changing, and the energy changing and jumping.

, actually synthesized uranium, plutonium, deuterium, and tritium out of thin air, which are the main magic materials for fission and fusion.

Ivan Vincent relied on his profound understanding of the world to create magic that controlled the synthesis of matter. It was comparable to the Creator. This is a legendary spell. Although it does not have powerful spell power, it can help Ivan Vincent synthesize it.

Various materials and substances are the core magic of Ivan Vincent, which is more important than Ivan's big fireball. With this magic, Ivan Vincent does not need to search all over the world to use Ivan's big fireball.

The required materials saved him a lot of energy.

Ivan Vincent was about to use legendary magic to send all those who destroyed his territory to hell, but suddenly his expression changed slightly, all his mental power converged, and he returned to his mind, and glared hatefully not far away.

The crowd snorted coldly and said somewhat unwillingly.

"You're lucky, I'll let you go this time!"

Before he finished speaking, Ivan Vincent's figure had already disappeared, heading towards the Dark Mountains and entering the Melzer Black Forest.

In the wilderness at the intersection of the Melzer Black Forest and the Dark Mountains, Natasha is riding a black dragon scale horse. She is wearing a milky white but severely damaged blood dragon armor. She looks heroic. Behind her are some tired and messy people.

The knights and soldiers were all wounded and looked solemn.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats sounded, and a dark group of cavalry came in a semicircle behind Natasha and others. They slowly dispersed, leading to the Black Forest of Melzer, Alto and the small towns of Bonn.

The direction was blocked, leaving Natasha only a dead end path leading to the steep mountain.

At the front of this team was Count Verdi, who was riding a strange white horse with long goat horns. Standing next to him was Sylvia, with a look of pain and weakness on her face.

"Dear cousin, stop struggling. The strong men in the church and the Violet Knights who favor you will definitely not be able to come to your aid now."

Verdi wore dark purple full-body armor, sat on a strange horse, looked down at Natasha from a high position, and said majestically that he was sure of victory.

Natasha ignored Verdi and just looked at Sylvia quietly, her eyes slightly narrowed with a hint of sadness, she bit her lip and asked in an extremely bitter tone.

"Is it really you? Why? Is everything you said to me a lie?"

Natasha's team was ambushed by sky knights and high-level magicians before, and suffered heavy damage. Now there is only one fourth-level knight, two second-level knights, two formal knights, and others left in the team.

The strength of the knights' attendants and ordinary soldiers was greatly reduced. They were far less powerful than Verdi's knights, and they were already in a desperate situation.

What saddens Natasha the most is that in order to protect Natasha so that she could break out of the encirclement, Ms. Camille faced a celestial knight and a high-level magician alone, with her life and death unknown. And all these injuries were due to Syl

Via's betrayal.

The travel route and strength information of Natasha's team was betrayed by Sylvia to Count Verdi. This caused Natasha and others to be ambushed without any precautions, resulting in heavy casualties.

Sylvia took two deep breaths, the weak and painful expression on her face gradually dissipated, she calmed down, and looked at Natasha with somewhat complicated eyes.

"I appreciate your love for me, Natasha, but I love my father even more!"

"He finally came into contact with the people of the Magic Council. He has hope of getting rid of his life of repression and fear. I must do something for him. I originally thought that they were asking for your information for the secret of Lata Summer Palace, but I didn't expect that their purpose was actually

To assassinate you."

"But things have become like this. My father just died by your spear. I can only forget everything between us and avenge him."

Natasha keenly noticed Sylvia's words and looked at Sylvia with a bit of sadness and anger. She did not regret killing Droni who delivered the news immediately. Otherwise, she and Camille included

All knights will die in the ambush.

"You are just grateful for my love for you, so you are deceiving me. I have been living in the false lies you weaved, right?"

"Gorgeous and spacious villas, exquisite and delicious food, attentive and professional servants, a promising life as a musician, elegant and pleasant aristocratic salons and banquets, these are the things that others only dream of. To me, they are not as good as studying.

The happiness brought by the harvest of magic is not as good as the satisfaction when the experiment is successful, and not as good as my father's wish!"

"Natasha, our life paths are like two intersecting lines. We have been together before, but we will eventually go further and further apart."

A look of fanaticism appeared on Sylvia's face. She was fed up with her life in Alto City. She was worried and frightened every day, fearing that she would be tied to the stake when she woke up one morning and be tortured by the so-called Holy Light.

Purify.

Natasha's lips moved slightly, and just as she was about to speak, Count Verdi grabbed Sylvia's waist and showed off triumphantly, attacking Natasha's mental will.

"Dear cousin, you are indeed strong, determined, brave, fearless, and humorous. But you are still a woman and you cannot give Sylvia the love she wants."

Sylvia struggled slightly, seemingly feeling a little uncomfortable with Verdi's approach, but she still endured it and never broke away from Verdi's arm.
To be continued...