I Am A Priest In The Otherworld - Chapter 325

Lahr was naturally very satisfied with this new set of swords and shields, and asked Gallo to help give them a new name.

Gallo thought for a while, and flipped two names out of memory.

“Just call it’remorse’ and’exile’, right?”

The name sounds weird and unlucky, but Lal dare not object…

And he didn’t understand why he took such a name?

Does remorse mean to let me reflect on the things that fell back then?

The exile means that after the fall, it was shrunk in the weapons of the year and wandered around?

It seems that what Wang meant is to keep me always remembering what happened back then, this is a spur to me…

Lal felt a bit of thought, and helped Gallo find an excuse.

After helping Lal with the weapons, Gallo awakened the two sleeping angels in the treasure house of the kingdom of God and asked them to guard the City of Innocence and the Holy City respectively.

Of course, it wasn’t like the angel Kross came directly, but let them stay in the kingdom of God, always paying attention to the situation on both sides, and accidents came immediately.

After the two angels were brainwashed, they only obeyed Gallo, and naturally they accepted the task.

Somewhat ironically, the angel Mostima, who is responsible for guarding the City of Innocence, happens to be the dark angel Elliott from the previous invasion. He changed from an intruder to a guardian…

Fortunately, He has no memory of doing evil, otherwise it will inevitably be embarrassing…

After arranging these, Gallo took out a small wooden hammer and prepared to attack the kingdom of the dead.

He intends to use the phylogenetic principle of power transmission, using the power of power, to smash it with a vicious hammer, and while erasing the lich, let the excess power overflow at the same time, directly in the air. A gap was opened in the kingdom.

But just as he was brewing and preparing to start, the supplicant suddenly passed the angel rune left before and contacted him.

That lich surrendered?

Of course it wasn’t Modo, the lich king, he was gearing up, preparing to have a fight with Gallo.

It was the student of the supplicant, Amber, the lich.

As a channel for communication between Gallo and Modo, she naturally knew what they had said. After the two let go of each other’s ruthless words, she hurriedly hid under the pretext of preparing for the battle, and contacted her former teacher. prayer.

Although she doesn’t know how that powerful existence will attack the kingdom of the dead, it must be related to her, and she will probably make a fuss about her phylogeny…

She didn’t think she could survive such a confrontation, but she was the most powerful person who wanted to destroy the Lich, who could make her invincible teacher recognize the existence of counseling.

In order to continue to exist, she had no choice but to contact her teacher as soon as possible, expressing her willingness to act as an internal response, welcoming the angel’s arrival, only to spare her life afterwards.

A creature that has already died once, how much more daunted than ordinary people?

Gallo suddenly felt a little funny, and replied:

“I can give her a chance to give her that rune and let her take it to the kingdom of the dead to activate.”

The angelic rune he left to the supplicant before was carved on a piece of hard bread, but in fact this thing can be transferred freely. The reason why he chose this piece of bread before was also because there was his in the bread. A trace of power can make the rune exist longer.

Of course, the supplicant was reluctant to bear this piece of bread. The holy divine power in it was something he wanted to study, so according to Gallo’s arrangement, he found an energy crystal that was strong enough and large enough to attach it to it. On that piece of bread.

Gallo was able to operate from the air, leaving an angel rune on the crystal as well, and then asked the supplicant to send the crystal into the kingdom of the dead as soon as possible.

The supplicant took a look at this beautiful rune sealed in the crystal, and felt the infinite mystery and power emanating from it. Only from the looks of it, it was much better than his own. Crafts like amber are crystal clear.

He wanted to take a closer look, but he didn’t dare to look more, so he quickly turned away from his sight, invited the messenger, and handed it the crystal.

Gallo patiently waited for more than an hour, feeling a little fluctuation in the rune.

“It’s now!”

He abruptly stood up from the throne of the kingdom of God, and then said loudly:

“This geography should be unimpeded!”

As soon as his voice fell, a wave of distortions and fluctuations appeared in the space in front of him, and a majestic door appeared out of thin air.

Behind the door, a gray sky can already be seen.

At the same time, a crack appeared in the eternally dim sky of the Kingdom of the Dead, and a large dazzling and dazzling light emerged from it.

This whole space was trembling slightly because of this small crack, and countless necromantic creatures involuntarily raised their heads together, looking at the light in the sky.

The moment they looked directly at the light, their bodies also reacted differently. The skeleton soldiers began to falter, and after a while they scattered into pieces of bones; creatures such as ghosts and ghosts, their figures are getting lighter and lighter. , And gradually disappeared into the air.

Even the powerful death knights, after seeing the light, began to clutch their heads and struggle in pain.

Quite a few liches lost control of a large number of undead creatures under them at this moment.

But they are not feeling well on their own, as long as the green soul fire in their eye sockets is beating frantically for anyone who has looked directly at that light, their souls have suffered varying degrees of damage.

Only the twenty-five young lich Ambel, who bowed their heads from beginning to end, did not dare to look up.

She hurriedly hid the angel rune carefully close to her body, then took her most proud skull dragons, hid in her crypt, and let the remaining dead creatures directly seal the entrance of the tomb, I buried myself.

Until the dust settled, she wouldn’t have a head when she died inside.

Modo, the lich king, relied on his control of the kingdom of the dead, immune to a certain degree of soul damage, and could still observe the scene temporarily.

He immediately raised the scepter in his hand and pointed at the sky.

The gray mist on the sky under his control suddenly swarmed toward the gap, trying to fill it up.

Compared with the surging mist, the light appeared very weak, and it seemed that it would be completely swallowed in the next second.

However, it was like a beacon in the mist, continuously shining, no matter how much mist came, it didn’t make it dim.

The Lich King did not give up, and continued to mobilize the power of the kingdom of the dead, trying to close the gap.

But this kind of behavior is like gambling on a dog to fill the sky, meaningless, more gray fog surged up, and then disappeared directly into the light, failing to make any waves.

At this moment, the Lich King also realized the seriousness of the problem. The crack and the light were obviously a very high level of power. Although it looked weak, it was higher than the power of the kingdom of the dead. There is too much to compete with.

On the contrary, the light appeared brighter, and in the faint, two figures were slowly forming.

So Modo spoke quickly and issued an order to all the witches, asking them to mobilize the necromantic army under their command to prepare for a **** battle with the enemy.

Although this metaphor was passed on, it didn’t get much response.

A considerable part of the liches have not recovered from the previous soul trauma, and the remaining ones who did not look directly at the light are busy cleaning up the uncontrollable necrotic creatures under their command.

Modo obviously did not expect that the first wave of the opponent’s offensive came so suddenly and so strangely, just a face-to-face, it caused heavy losses to his side…

The liches couldn’t even observe the battle, they were like blind men.

In fact, even Modo himself was constantly suffering the damage to the soul by that light. He just relied on the protection of the kingdom of the dead to hold on for longer.

But he immediately felt that the light was competing with him for control of the kingdom of the dead, and the power of the kingdom was quickly slipping away from him.

The ray of light in the sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the surrounding grey mist is getting dimmer.

It seems that the “destruction” that the other party said before is no joke.

But now that he has no room to shrink, he can only go all out.

But he himself didn’t know how to resist this force.

He dispatched the bone dragons under his command and ordered them to confront the enemy that was about to appear without being allowed to look directly at the light.

But in the light, a doll-like thing flew out.

The soul fire in Modo’s eyes flickered slightly. Obviously, he did not expect that this threatening to destroy the terrible existence here would have such a funny appearance?

The puppet’s appearance looked naive, and there didn’t seem to be any fluctuations or breath of power on his body.

But beside it was floating a set of swords and shields that were several times larger than his body.

The blue long sword floating in the sky seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and it randomly swung at the dozen or so skull dragons that jumped up.

Suddenly strands of white holy flame emerged from the bone dragon, and the huge body was lit into torches in an instant, and after a second, it was completely wiped out.

Immediately afterwards, the long sword swept lightly towards the various necromantic creatures on the ground.

I saw beams of light piercing the gray mist in the sky and descending on the ground, like rock and roll dancing, sweeping around on the ground.

The area that was struck by it was all invaded by the powerful and holy divine power in it, and the dead creatures just got a little closer, and they instantly turned into blue smoke.

The more powerful necromantic creatures like death knights can hold on for an extra second or two, so that the liches can see the process of their figures gradually dissolving under the beam of light.

Many liches recognized that the beams of light blasted crazily were a magical technique and a very high-level magical technique.

Divine arts and necromancy were supposed to be a situation of mutual restraint. If one side is stronger, it will form an overwhelming advantage over the other.

However, this is the kingdom of the dead, and sorcery has a natural huge increase here. Divine arts will be completely suppressed by the environment of the kingdom, and it should be impossible to release it at all.

But the other party not only released it, but also displayed a very high level of magic, which became an absolute crush on one’s own square.

No matter how dull the Lich is, he understands the seriousness of the problem right now-the kingdom of the dead is deteriorating!

This means that the Lich King is gradually losing control of this place.

As a result, these liches, who had an average age of several hundred and a thousand years, had been living from ancient times to the present, and immediately made the wisest and most correct decision.

They began to use various means to try to escape!

If they had changed to the old days, escape would have been simpler for them. They only needed to transfer their souls to a deeply buried phylogenetic in this world to successfully escape the danger of death.

But since Modo issued the order to recycle the phylogenetic, they have no phylogenetic scattered outside.

This caused the liches to habitually initiate soul transfers, and as a result, they moved around and found themselves still in place…

If it hadn’t been too long, they would have wanted to cry…

This can be regarded as true crying without tears, right?

On the intruder’s side, Gallo was hiding in the light in the sky, touched his chin, and muttered:

“Well… this is almost the case, the power of power has begun to control this place by a large margin, and it will soon change hands.”

This time, he did not transform into an angel, but directly used the body of a mortal to use his authority to compete with the Lich King.

In this case, his control and use of power is naturally not as strong as in the form of an angel, so the process of fighting for control will appear to be a lot slower, and a lot of extra effort is spent, so that he needs the help of Lahr. Resist the other party’s harassment.

If you change to the situation when you competed with Visa for the Kingdom of God, then this showdown might be over soon.

It’s just that Gallo feels that if you don’t need an angel form, try not to use it, as this will be more conducive to the recovery of the state.

So Modo’s situation looked a little better, at least for a while.

But even in the human state, with a higher level of strength and a deeper understanding of concepts such as power and the kingdom of God, Modo is still not his opponent.

After all, he is only a demi-god-level lich, and his level is still a bit close. Even if he has controlled the kingdom of the dead for so long, he has never been able to take that crucial step. Even if he has racked his brains, he has control over the kingdom of the dead. The force is not strong enough.

If the **** of death is still there, Gallo can’t win so easily.

For the power and control of the kingdom of God, it is obviously useless to rely solely on time and proficiency. If you can’t comprehend authority, and can’t take the last step, it will be a child driving a cart after all, and all kinds of instability.

Personality and hierarchy are still above power and skill after all.