After running a distance in the dead, desolate, and dilapidated Fourth Age Trier, Lumian's abdominal injuries were controlled by his powerful self-healing ability, and should not worsen in a short period of time.
Under the sunlight, the direction of him and Franka and the others was completely confused, sometimes they entered a narrow street that was half destroyed, but what appeared in front of them was a gorgeous red complex, sometimes looking at a landmark forward, but getting farther and farther away from it, no matter how they changed direction.
Fortunately, the four of them were close together, and no one was "lost" or left the team.
Just when Lumian felt that it was almost over and was about to find a place to hide, a large number of raging fragments of light appeared in front of them.
It looked like the power generated by the Quaternary Trill was transferred directly from a distance.
For Lumian and the others, this terrifying storm of light is no stranger, they have faced it once in the wilderness before, and it was from Gardner. Martin's silver-white full-body armor ability.
Gardner. Martin? Lumian stopped in time, not rushing into the storm of light, which had decayed but was still quite dangerous.
Franka's expression became quite complicated, and she didn't know if it was lucky or unfortunate.
The light subsided slightly, and she saw Gardner. Martin dragged his long, blood-stained head and saw that the old lover's face armor was mutilated, his face was full of charred and ferocious wounds, the side skull was dented and cracked along with the helmet, the gray brain was looming, and the eyes looking in this direction were hollow and out of focus, full of vertigo, as if they had suffered exaggerated shocks under the strong impact.
With Gardner. Martin's hostile body was his body covered in silver-white armor, without a head and a bloody body with a crack in his neck.
He raised his hands and condensed into a huge axe made of light.
This cannot be used to unleash the Storm of Light, but it is sufficient for normal combat.
Franka looked at the miserable face that was both familiar and unfamiliar, exhaled, took out a mirror, and looked it in.
At this time, Gardner. Martin's thoughts recovered slightly, and in addition to his headless body, what caught his eye was Franca's beautiful lake-colored eyes that seemed to have no fluctuations.
Franka pressed her right hand, which was burning with black flames, on the light of Gardner. On the mirror of Martin's head, he said softly:
"I'll help you get rid of it."
Gardner, who has not yet truly recovered from the huge blow brought by his body. Martin was instantly enveloped in black flames, and his spirit burned from the inside out.
He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound, he wanted to pray to the Great Will for help, to use his own special to summon the power given by the Fourth Age Trier, but there was no response.
Poof, headless Gardner. Martin swung the giant axe of light and slashed into the face, shattering the face armor that was missing a lot, and slashing into the skull.
Lumian took a few steps to the side, raised his right hand, and let a red and almost white fireball blast towards Gardner like a cannonball. Martin's sunken skull.
It fell onto the crack and exploded, tearing apart the gray and white brain that was no longer protected.
In the continuous attacks of his own body, his lover, and his subordinates, Gardner. Martin's head and eyes bulged out, full of resentment and pain.
With a snap, the head broke away from the helmet and fell to the ground in a half-shattered form, no longer breathing of life, no longer moving.
When the silver-white helmet landed on the ground, Gardner wearing armor. Martin's body turned, raised the Radiant Greataxe in his hand, and ran towards Lumian and the others.
Seeing this scene, Lumian arched his body slightly and strode forward.
Every time he took a step, his body seemed to be a huge point, and he waited until he was approaching the headless Gardner. Martin's clothes and pants were already tight.
The power of "ascetic"!
Previously, when he was dodging and waiting on the edge of the Fourth Age Trier, Lumian had some "backlog" power, and now it has erupted.
The strength he has accumulated is not much, but it has also changed him to a certain extent, coupled with the speed, agility, physique and other improvements brought by the "Bloodthirsty Arrow", he is confident to block Gardner wearing silver-white armor. Martin's blow.
As the two sides were about to meet, Lumian turned sideways sensitively, allowing the radiant axe to slash in front of him, and punched Headless Gardner into the wrist.
In the banging sound, Headless Gardner directly threw away the radiant giant axe, clenched his fist covered with metal gloves, and collided with Lumian.
Lumian's body shook slightly, while the headless Gardner was like a mountain peak, not shaking in the slightest.
Lumian swung his right fist as he withdrew his left fist and let it go, swinging it in the air to relieve the pain.
At this moment, Franca, who had already disappeared when Lumian ran towards the headless Gardner, appeared behind the enemy in silver-white armor.
She lifted the iron-black ring she wore on her left thumb, and two lightning-like lights lit up in her eyes.
She didn't know if the body that lost its head would still be harmed by "mental piercing", but she thought it should be possible, because as long as there was still a spirit, it would be affected by "spiritual piercing".
In an instant, Headless Gardner froze there, his neck broken and the exposed skin and flesh and blood on his chest twitched.
Because she had to recite spells and use materials, Janna, who was slower than Franka, also arrived, and she appeared not too close to the headless Gardner, causing black flames to condense and fly out, falling into the opponent's bloody neck that was not protected by the silver-white armor, which burned the enemy's spirit in a state of severe pain.
Kick, Anthony. Red ran past Jane, bringing himself close enough to the headless Gardner.
Then, he let his eyes perk, and light gold floated.
"Crazy"!
The headless body inside the silver-white full-body armor suddenly burst out with flames, burning its own flesh and blood.
Seeing this, Lumian leaned back and kicked the ground hard with his right foot, allowing himself to "fly" away from the headless Gardner, while condensing a number of small fireballs of red and almost white around him.
Those fireballs roared out and flew into his body one after another from the opponent's unprotected neck break.
Boom!
The fireballs exploded from the inside out, causing the silver-white armor to tremble violently, turning the headless body into charred pieces of flesh and blood, "coating" the inner layer of the armor.
Boom!
Lumian, who flew backwards, was pushed further by the exploding wind and waves and fell to the ground.
At the same time, the silver-white armor slammed into the ground like a mountain peak collapsing.
Lumian had just gotten up, and was about to praise Franka and the others for their good cooperation, when he suddenly felt that the sky had turned blood red.
Drops of rain fell.
No, it wasn't rain, it was flames, blazing white flames.
In the fire and rain, there were drops of blood.
Franka immediately rolled towards the side building, using its extended roof to escape the scorching white fire, and Lumian, Janna, and Anthony did the same.
The blazing white flames and drops of bright red blood fell more and more quickly, dyeing the surroundings red and completely igniting the buildings.
The burning buildings were connected and turned into a sea of fire.
When Lumian seriously considered whether to stimulate the "Blood Emperor" aura to see if he could bring about other changes to deal with the current horror, the "Magician" lady was reflected in her eyes wearing a tied shirt and a long beige dress.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
The bright starlight lit up, carrying them and the "arrogant armor" on the ground, Gardner. Martin's body and other things disappeared into the street, into the smaller and smaller golden vortex in the sky.
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The blazing white flames rained down with blood, but from Bernadette. Gustav's body passed through and failed to set him on fire.
This angel seems to have become something that does not exist.
He continued to observe the thick gray mist, observing the various pollution of the city, and after a while, his body suddenly became transparent, turning into a pile of foam reflecting fire.
The bubble burst, and Bernadette also left Trier in the Quaternary period.
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As soon as the two women with outstanding temperament and charming eyes approached the gray-white mist as thick as a wall, they found that the sky was stained with the color of blood, and a dense white flame like rain fell.
They were trying to find a place to hide, when a golden sun suddenly reflected in their eyes.
In just the blink of an eye, they were completely purified.
Elsewhere in Quaternary Trir, the "hostel" guests who entered it either had already changed and died as monsters, or were ignited by blazing flames, or saw the sun.
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Madame Pualis hid at the door of an asymmetrical house that was still intact.
She saw the sunlight in the distance, and saw one blazing white flame after another igniting the nearby buildings, but the darkness inside the door was so deep and terrifying that she didn't dare to go in and hide.
Suddenly, she felt a violent throbbing pain in her head, and she heard an almost illusory baby cry in her ears.
It was the cry of her child, which was like a fragment of a memory, and it seemed to be nearby.
Mrs. Pualis followed that wonderful feeling and walked into the endless darkness behind the door.
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In the countless blazing white flames that fell, Vazan located on the collapsed square. Sansong was also ignited, but he quickly returned to his original state.
He immediately saw the fate of being purified by the sun.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he swept to a gray-white stone pillar on the edge of the square and turned out of a figure.
It was a transparent and fuzzy lizard-like creature.
The creature's cold eyes looked at him quietly.
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In the Fourth Age Trier, a large number of buildings were ignited by blazing white flames, stained red by rain turned by blood, and burned black.
Dressed in blood-stained black armor, the "Red Angel" Medici walked out of the wilderness into this beautiful, splendid, and devastating city.
He walked through the scorched and collapsed houses, through the falling white flames, through the bloody raindrops, with an undisguised smile on his face.
The two bone-deep rotten wounds on his face had initially healed, leaving only mouth-like marks.
Wow.
Flames and blood fell like a cascade of blood, illuminating Trier in the Quaternary and flooding the ruins, turning it into a crimson hell.
After 2,000 and 81 years, Medici is again the king of angels.
(End of this chapter)