but.

Will the gods give the Imaskar Empire time?

The gods watch over the mountains.

One by one the saints opened their eyes.

Stab!

Bright and scorching lightning fell down one after another, illuminating the dark sky for a few moments like day.

Amidst the bursts of light from lightning and thunder, the saints remained silent.

The surrounding atmosphere is almost solid.

The creatures that inhabited the mountains where the gods watched over all felt the unquenchable anger of the saints. They were all as silent as cicadas, trembling in the pouring rain.

"A mere mortal creature dares to insult God!"

"Destruction and death are their only ways to atone for their sins."

Clusters of blue thunder that shattered the space swirled around Saint Enlil.

The face of the Holy One is peaceful, but the divine flame that can destroy all things also appears on his body.

The saints, the descendants of the two main gods, also had angry looks in their eyes.

The Saint has given the Imaskar Empire a chance.

The Saint is not a devil. When facing the Saint's clone, if the Imasca Empire can show its reverence for the gods, the Saints will not hesitate to give in. However, the Imasca Empire not only

There is no trace of reverence, but it is so provocative that it can even be said to be humiliating to the gods.

Such rebellious mortal empires are also rare in the long years they have experienced.

The Imaskar Empire succeeded in provoking the raging wrath of the gods.

A saint shrouded in divine light stood up.

Step by step, they walked in the air, bathed in the wind and rain.

The violent wind and rain fell, but when the rain curtain covering the world was about to touch the saint's body, it seemed to come to life. It separated and moved away with a wink, and then gathered together at the saint's feet.

The followers spread out despite the wind and rain, and slowly approached in the direction of the Imasca Empire.

quickly.

The saints approached the border defense cities of the Imasca Empire.

The Ordnance Legion stationed at the border discovered the Saint.

With the special temperament possessed by the saint, he is as eye-catching as the light and fire in the dark night.

Quark City, one of the border cities of the Imasca Empire.

Saint Enlil stepped into the void and walked step by step.

More than a dozen legendary-level magicians looked solemn, and were distractedly controlling a large number of legendary-level magic weapons. They were sweating profusely under the pressure carried by the saint.

Mechanical Titans, Mechanical Dragons, Mechanical Ligers... Huge strange weapons guard the city, eyeing the Saint of Enlil.

When the distance is close to the attack range of the strange weapon.

The lord wearing a strange weapon armor shouted in a deep voice: "Stop!"

"One more step forward......"

The words have not yet fallen.

Zhila!

Without any warning, a bolt of thunder with a diameter of half a meter fell from the sky.

The dazzling light enveloped the Lord of Artifacts in an instant and engulfed him.

The well-made exotic armor has an automatic defense system.

The response of the Ordnance Armor is extremely fast. As soon as it detects the high-energy reaction, it activates its own protective shield and adjusts the shield to a mode to respond to lightning attacks. The oval-shaped protective shield protects the Ordnance Lord.

inside.

However.

The thunder released by Saint Enlil is not an ordinary natural thunder.

This thunder contains extraordinary divine power.

In the desperate eyes of the Artifact Lord, the protective shield only lasted for a second before falling into pieces. After that, the Artifact Master's fragile body was destroyed by the divine thunder.

And this is just the beginning.

Rumble!

Low thunders like the roar of a giant dragon continued one after another. Along with the storm, silver lightning and blue thunder descended, covering and attacking the entire Quark City with an attitude of annihilating everything. Under the sweep of the storm and thunder, the strange equipment and creations guarding the city were destroyed.

The artificers were destroyed immediately.

Every thunder that pierces the sky is the life of an artificer.

In this natural disaster-like momentum, majestic and tall buildings collapsed and shattered, and each of the Imaskans was turned into ashes.

How can an ordinary city with magic weapons resist a saint?

Saints are not like angels with magic weapons. Saints are demigods in the true sense. If the gods themselves are powerful enough, they can even be one point stronger than real demigods. In front of Saint Enlil, the three who have just obtained

Even if some of the divine weapon angels were brought together, they would only be destroyed.

Within a few minutes, a border garrison city with a population of more than 100,000 people became devastated.

Only a few lucky people survived in the ruined city.

Saint Enlil ignored the few Imaskans who were lucky enough to survive. He drove the thunder and storm at an unhurried speed and continued to move towards other cities in the Imascan Empire.

Similar scenes happened elsewhere.

The Holy One of Fire unleashed a torrent of flames, setting the city of Ordnance ablaze.

The Holy One of the Ocean raised huge waves and tsunami, submerging and swallowing up the city of wonders.

............

Same as Saint Enlil.

After the other saints destroyed the first city, they did not immediately fly to the other cities. Instead, they released extraordinary divine power full of destruction and destructive power along the way, shattering the Imasca Empire inch by inch.

During this period, a legion of orcs came to stop the saints, hoping to stop them before they arrived in the city.

But without exception, these strange weapon legions that dared to stop them were destroyed one after another.

What they faced was not the saint's clone, but the saint's true body. In front of the powerful saint, the army of strange weapons that could sweep across the continent of Faerûn was vulnerable. Even the legendary weapons could not attack with all their strength.

How much damage is done to the divine shield.

With the personal death of more than twenty saints.

The mountains and rivers within the Imasca Empire collapsed, and disasters were everywhere. The once prosperous cities with strange weapons were in pieces and turned into ruins with broken walls in the blink of an eye.

The Imasca Empire, which was at its peak of glory, was unable to resist the mighty power of the Saint, and was on the road to defeat and destruction.
Chapter completed!