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The badge, as for the Hestia family, because the family does not have a badge, a rabbit was drawn instead.

Only today was the day when almost all adventurers were closed for the day and crowded into the tavern to enjoy the event. The laborers and ordinary citizens who had finally hired leave came to the boulevard or the central square, eagerly awaiting the arrival of that moment.

"Ah—ah—! Uh—good morning, everyone. I am Ibri A, a member of the Ganesha family who is in charge of live broadcasting this war game, and is known as the "Talking Fire Magic". Char is me. Alias ​​[Fire Inferno Flame (Fire Inferno Flame)].

Please take care of me. "

The vestibule of the guild headquarters installed an exaggerated stage without authorization, and the brown-skinned young man who claimed to be a live broadcaster held a loud voice made of magic stones in one hand and shouted loudly. A large number of people were also crowded into the vestibule.

"The narrator is our main god, God Ganesha! God Ganesha, please give a speech!"

"—I am Ganesha!!"

"Okay! Thank you God Ganesha—!"

Beside the live broadcaster Ibri, the male god Ganesha wearing a huge elephant-head mask roared loudly. The audience cheered in unison.

"Oh, the atmosphere is heating up."

Loki, who pressed his face against the window, looked down at the scene below. The thirtieth floor of the Tower of Babel. Most of the gods who are looking forward to the war game more than anyone else have come here to watch this bloody gladiatorial contest together in a gathering way. .

The two main gods who started the proxy war, Hestia and Apollo, are also waiting here. In addition, there are also some gods who choose to hang out with adventurers in taverns, or watch the battle with family members at the headquarters.

"Then, everyone's bets have been placed."

Mu Feng smiled and accepted the last bet placed by God O. The content of the bet was naturally the result of the proxy war.

There is no doubt that the proportion of winning against Apollo is overwhelmingly high. After all, on paper, the strengths of the two families are indeed very different.

Although this was a good opportunity to make a fortune, Mu Feng did not participate in this gamble. Money is meaningless to him, and if he participates in it, it will have a considerable negative impact on Bell's own momentum.

"Then, let's begin, Uranus, please allow us to exercise our power!"

Hermes, who presided over the ceremony, said loudly, and the deep voice of Uranus also came from the void

"license."

The next moment, the shackles that had lingered on the gods of Orario were temporarily released, and all the gods snapped their fingers together. Suddenly, "mirrors" appeared in pubs, street corners, and in the void.

The mirror that reflects the war game screen broadcasts all of this live. This is one of the few places where Uranus relaxes and allows God o to use his divine power.

"The mirror (image) has been set up, let me explain again! This time the war game is [Hestia Familia] against [Apollo Familia], in the form of a siege battle!! Soldiers from the two camps have already arrived On the battlefield, just wait for the bell to announce the start of war at noon!"

Cooperating with taverns, avenues and other places, the ancient city and the plain that raised the banner of the sun are reflected in the circular windows of different sizes. Facing the whole city, where the atmosphere was overwhelmed, the live announcer began to explain the outline of the war game through the loud voice.

"Are you sure Bell will win?"

Hermes whispered next to Mu Feng, he has suppressed all the property of the family

"Instead of worrying about whether he will have supernatural power, I'd rather worry about whether he will go too far." Mu Feng shrugged and said calmly

"Bell Clonnie is no longer the timid rabbit of the past. Dead people are allowed in war games. And he... I don't know how far he will go."

Holy Light's interference with Bell Cranney is extremely deep. Perhaps on the surface, he is a kind child who hates evil and hatred, but just like the Scarlet Crusaders who involve the undead will collectively go crazy, once they are identified as enemies by the Holy Light, then they It will be the cruelest executioner.

Moreover, Mu Feng was actually very curious, as Bell did not have a firm will to control the Holy Light, would there be an extreme situation?

Nebula M78

The end of the light... that is the deepest shadow.

The entropy demon transformed by the naaru, which is very close to the essence of the holy light, is one of the most terrifying creatures in Azeroth, and Bell Crany, who is extremely integrated into the power of the holy light, will gain unprecedented hugeness if he transforms into the void. strength.

Say goodbye to Belle Clooney? Ignoring the bustling streets below, Apollo walked towards Hestia, and said frivolously in a victorious gesture.

Compared to him who raised his hair and sneered, Hestia, who was sitting on the chair, turned her face away and ignored him, just staring at the "mirror" conjured up in front of her eyes.

Apollo shrugged slightly and said "I can't help it." He returned to his seat gracefully.

"Okay, it's almost noon!" The live broadcaster's tone became more passionate.

The noise of drum drums in the vestibule of the guild headquarters spread like waves.

"It's about to start..."

"Hmm..." Looking up at the "magic mirror" floating in the vestibule, Aegina nodded and answered Misia beside her.

Adventurers, tavern clerks, gods, everyone's eyes are now focused on the "mirror"──

"War Game—Official Opening!"

With an order, accompanied by the sound of the big bell and cheers, the war kicked off.

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Nebula M78

ps: ask for tickets every day

Chapter 83. Bloody Holy Light

The sound of the gong announcing the beginning came from the distant hills.

Unlike the fiery Olali, the morale of the battlefield in the ancient city was somewhat low.

Because of the use of siege warfare, the battle lasted for three days. The opponent is single and weak, so it should be delayed until the last day when our concentration is slackened before we start attacking the city. This is the approximate prediction of the Apollo Familia. Presumably there will be a few scattered attacks, but as long as the guards keep their eyes open and the strong city walls

, they don't think there will be any problems, and there is a relaxed atmosphere in the city.

The little human Luan was driven to the city wall, and the two archers standing guard on the north side of the city wall seemed to understand everything when they saw him, and they all laughed. Lu Ann didn't look at them, turned his head away, and looked around the surrounding environment surrounded by the entire plain.

There is little shelter on the plain. Occasionally a few rocks can be found here and there here and there, but no one will be able to hide behind. From the north to the east is a small piece of greenery and wilderness, there is a river in the distance in the south, and the forest can be seen in the west.

He squinted his eyes, held down his short hair blown by the wind, and heard voices at this moment.

"Only the [Magic] chant should be extra careful."

"What's the matter, as long as someone dares to show up, I will let him taste this."

Hearing his partner's remonstrance, the orc youth patted the longbow and the specially-made giant arrow with his hands and smiled.

The power and range of magic are directly proportional to the length of the chant. Besides, the city walls here are deep and thick, even if they are blasted a few times by the half-toned short prose chant class, they cannot be broken. The most vigilant thing is the long text chants whose magic power is easier to detect.

If the other party dares to approach at will, shoot a rain of arrows; if it is chanting a long mantra from a distance, then snipe at that person, the young man uttered a bold word.

Listening to the two talking triumphantly, LuAnn, who was forced to take over chores, looked unhappy.

A scene broke into his eyes when he turned his head.

Walking quietly from the north side, the front of the city wall, and the middle of the wilderness, he was covered in silver-white armor, a full-face helmet like a crown, and a blue cloak draped over his shoulders, carrying a huge sword on his back. Warhammer.

Bell Clonney didn't use any tricks or make any plans, but just walked over from the front, silent, and even moved very slowly, like strolling in a courtyard.

"You idiot looking for death!"

The two archers set up their bows and arrows while cursing angrily, but just as he was about to reach the range, Bell stopped in his tracks.

He slowly raised the silver hand behind his back, held it flat in front of his face, and said softly in an extremely calm tone

"I am the Holy Hammer, piercing the light of darkness."

The next moment, a brilliant ray of light bloomed on the hammer, and at the same time, infinite arcane energy was also activated inside the silver hand!

The dazzling holy light mixed with the thunder, and the flash of light made people unable to open their eyes at all!

In an instant, Lu Ann and his partners seemed to see a giant standing upright.

Then, they only saw a giant hammer made of pure and holy light, wrapped around the thunder, and crashed down!

boom! ! ! !

After a moment of extreme daylight, the entire city wall... shattered.

Just like the broken mountain at the foot of a giant, or the building blocks destroyed by a child, it can be easily and completely destroyed.

Bell Cranney, with just one blow, destroyed the entire city wall!

As for Lu An and the archer on the city wall, there is no doubt that the dead are not left with ashes...

Bell didn't know that he killed the guy whose profile caused all this, in fact, it didn't matter if he knew. When you step over the railing and crush an ant to death, you don't feel anything.

"Hurry up and report the situation! What's going on now!?"

Inside the city wall, where the largest gap was opened by a single blow, roars and screams erupted one after another. Encountering such a powerful and absurd opponent who played cards against common sense, everyone was confused and frightened, not knowing how to judge the situation.

However, Bell walked into the city wall as if strolling in the courtyard. His silver armor was wrapped around arcane thunder and burning holy fire at some point, and his helmet even ignited a burning halo. The famous god descended to earth!

"Damn, what happened - the enemy is here, come here!!!"

In the chaos, someone who yelled and found Bell who was strolling in the garden. The young man walked to the center of the crowd with a sinking face. Raised the warhammer.

"Are you going together, or one by one?"

Perhaps because he couldn't stand his provocation, or because he was forced by the oppressive atmosphere, Lithos, an Apollo family LV2 elf warrior, rushed forward roaring.

His skills are very strong, and the two silver moon-like swords dance brilliantly in his hands. It can be seen that this is definitely a top family warrior in terms of attributes and skills.

However, that didn't do any good.

His double blades like brilliance and silver moon tried to cut the gap between Bell's armor, but the moment he drew the knife, Bell grabbed the blade and broke it directly. He was kicked to the ground, and the steel foot armor stepped on the ground. On his body, there are also cold words.

"Surrender, or die?"

Lithos's face flushed, and neither the pride of the elf nor the self-satisfaction of being Apollo's favorite made him unable to speak. Therefore, what he ushered in was a blow without mercy.

The war hammer entwined with thunder patterns and holy light mercilessly smashed his head, and his beautiful face and head exploded like a watermelon.

The blood flowing in the body of the beautiful elf is also red, and the taste is no different from rust. The only thing that is clean here is the dazzling holy light!

Killing a 'similar' who was a family member like himself, Bell didn't feel it at all. Because he is right, he is the light, he is justice!

"You are all those who shed filthy blood, surrender, or be purified by me!"

Bell threw a holy flame to evaporate and burn the corpse together with the blood. The cold and orderly paladin issued an ultimatum to all the remaining people.

Olalie, whether it was the tavern, or the hall of the gods in Babylon, all the people who watched the battle through the 'mirror' fell into silence.

This war game is completely different from what they envisioned.

There are no brilliant schemes, no legends of defeating the strong with the weak, some are just outright, pure massacres.

The young warrior who was surrounded by divine brilliance and thunder, as if descended from heaven, was the cruelest purger. He who does not follow his order, who does not conform to his justice, dies!

There is no doubt about this power, and of course the most eye-catching thing is the silver hand in Bell's hand. The war hammer forged by the combination of Titan technology and holy light not only has a gorgeousness that does not match this world, but also a power that does not match this world!

"This is really...Master Ganesha, do you know the origin of that warhammer?"

The guild's live commentary can only divert everyone's attention in this massacre game in other ways as much as possible, and Ganesha's answer is also very simple

"That—is Ganesha?"

The implication is that he doesn't know either.

The Hall of the Gods in Babylon, but here is another look. The god who put the money on the Apollo family beat the ground in grief, while the god who bet on the Hestia family was about to jump up happily.

They don't care about being strong or not, it's better to say that the Silver Hand's gorgeous appearance attracts their attention more than its strength.

As the protagonist, Apollo's face is extremely pale, his beloved child, his cherished family... There is no doubt that they are being tortured and killed!

Hestia's expression was not very good-looking, even paler than Apollo's. Because she couldn't figure out why that gentle Bell would become... like this!

"Titan Guardian's weapons are not so easy to get."

Mu Feng leaned against the magic mirror, looking at Bell's cold-blooded and ruthless appearance, without any surprise on his face.

As Tyr's artifact, the Silver Hand found something wrong as soon as Mu Feng started to study it - it's not that Tyr left behind any bad backhands, it's purely a unique "anti-theft code" created by Titan technology

That's removing flesh creatures.

For the Titans, organic life undoubtedly belonged to the degenerate species after being 'corrupted'. For the Titans, the bodies and creatures forged with steel and metal were the species worthy of their recognition.

In the battle of the ancients, in order to prevent their weapons from being used by the servants of the ancient gods, the guardians appointed by the titans locked almost all of them to ensure that flesh and blood creatures were difficult to control.

And some of these anti-theft mechanisms have been ineffective for a long time, while some are still strong-for example, in the Chamber of Heart in the Silithus Desert, the moment the dwarf king Magni triggers the flesh and blood peeling procedure, it is turned into a Body of diamonds.

Naturally, the Silver Hand does not have the domineering anti-lock mechanism of the Chamber of Heart, but it still has the Titan Guardian to ensure safety.

Although Bell was not an aborigine of Azeroth and did not have the curse of flesh and blood on his body, the essential organic life still triggered the protection mechanism remaining on the Silver Hand. Although it didn't transform him into an inorganic life form, it activated the usual procedures in it.

That is the mechanical mind.

This mechanism doesn't mean that Bell Clowney has become a cold-blooded and ruthless machine. After all, the Titan Guardian itself actually has emotions. The role of this mechanized mind is more reflected in the influence of the arcane essence.

Once an enemy is identified, the Silver Hand can make his master as ruthless as a titan's creation. To advance only to carry out the task, there are only two choices of surrender or death, and no third choice is accepted.