Chapter 325: Explosive Killing Runes have been matched with one click

Amitron's words seemed very nonsense. It was obvious that the royal court could not defend its territory, but instead wanted to cut off its compatriots in the occupied territories.

But to be honest, it really can't be calculated that way.

Demons are not the biggest enemies of Chaos, although to the center of the Kingdom of Order, there is no difference between the two. However, as existences on the side of Order, the Shadows of the Gods will not kill all the mortals in their territories. They are more likely to convert mortals into their believers.

Most of the indigenous people who could escape did so, and those who could not escape would just keep a low profile and wait for the royal army to arrive year after year in the area ruled by the devil.

But the reason why demons are completely different from chaos is that they have their own set of order and laws. Due to the confusing relationship between the Shadow of the God and the God Ancestor, the demons easily distorted the essence of the law and preached their own laws.

Well, you know what, you really shouldn't say, this is quite useful. It's not because the faith of the people of the kingdom is so weak, but because the demons are too special. They have the same characteristics as the ancestors of the gods. When they release their own domains, they can directly distort the minds of less determined mortals.

In the eyes of these people, gods and mortals are separated, disasters and chaos are everywhere, and the shadow of the god is the incarnation of the ancestor of gods who came to the mortal world. What's wrong with following the incarnation of the ancestor of gods?
In the city in the lake occupied by demons, at least half of the original inhabitants have become followers of the Shadow of the God. Compared with the loss of territory, the sharp drop in the number of believers has dealt a deep blow to the Qianlu Royal Court.

However, no matter what the reason is, the royal court will not accept it. For the believers of the Kingdom of Order, starving to death is a small matter, but losing one's chastity is a big matter!

If you were naturalized in another kingdom of order, it would be understandable, and there wouldn't be much friction between the upright gods, but what about becoming a devil believer? It's even more unacceptable than being a devil researcher!
Regardless of whether there are other reasons or not, mortals who believe in the devil are no longer ordinary mortals, and they must be dealt with severely!
Amitron and other royal court elves resolutely expelled their traitorous compatriots from the human race and labeled them as devil's running dogs, and naturally they would not show any mercy.

"Fight back! Fire freely!"

The wave-breaking ship in front slowed down its movement, and the structures rooted on the deck turned their guns and, together with the royal court sorcerers on the ship, poured brilliant streams of magic power onto the ogre bone demons on both sides of the river, engulfing even the elven servant army.

The flesh and blood of mortals are nothing compared to the heavy firepower of warships. Unless they have reached the [Paragon] level or above, they will not be able to withstand the bombardment of these rounds of artillery fire.

The Bone Demon followers do have exemplary strength, and they are only slightly injured when hit in the face by magic bombs. However, if one bomb cannot kill them, how will you respond to two, three, and four bombs?
Your bodies dissipate like snowflakes, but our ammunition is inexhaustible!

There were not many bone demon troops coming to fight back. It should be said that not much time had passed since the Lord of Withering escaped from the predicament, and there was no time to transform many offspring and relatives. Facing the army that the royal court had accumulated for a long time, they had no power to resist, and their defenses were easily shattered.

Then, the fleet, which had entered a complete state of war, advanced rapidly towards the city in the lake whose outline had already emerged.

However, the city in the lake, as the node of the grand ensemble, is essentially a creation of the gods and is not so easy to capture.

Above the slightly turbid and silent lake, towering towers guard the center of the city in the lake. These towers that can absorb node magic power are a wall of sighs.

They opened their shields, unleashed their firepower and even strengthened their legions. The defense fleet outside the city in the lake engaged the royal court's expeditionary force head-on in such a home battle.

The devil's followers were also the regular army of the royal court before, so they were naturally evenly matched. Even though their scale was far smaller than that of the royal court, they could still maintain a defensive position by relying on the city in the lake.

Because the tall towers guarding the city in the lake are so deadly, every time the prisms suspended on the top are plucked by the strings, they will burst out with lasers like condensed daylight, vaporizing the lake surface and tearing apart the hull.

Even with a shield, it can't withstand a few direct laser shots, and once the defense is broken, the next shot from the battleship will directly disintegrate it.

So the only thing they could do was to charge forward and into the defender's camp to limit the output of the tower prism.

The Wavebreaker risked being destroyed by the tower's prism laser and finally connected with the enemy at the moment its shield shattered. With a violent collision, a boarding battle broke out on the wide deck.

"Traitor! Coward! Scum!"

The elven military officer of the royal court roared at his compatriots who had the same face as him, and the rune dagger stirred up ripples with the help of his companions.

"Those who betrayed the God Ancestor don't deserve to live. Kill them! Don't spare any of them!"

"For the Emperor! For the Royal Court!"

Compared to the indignant royal court troops, the demon followers were no less powerful, or they were simply puppets with confused minds. Faced with the anger of their compatriots, they chose to fight back with swords.

"Shut up! We are fighting for the God Ancestor! If you refuse the rule of the God Ancestor's incarnation, how can you be worthy of representing the God Ancestor!"

"The bastards in the royal court should have died long ago!"

One wave-breaking ship after another fought in the waters outside the city in the lake, their hulls and decks almost connected as one.

Westhead looked at the battle from a distance and said:

"It looks like the Royal Court's warriors aren't fighting very well. Should I send the Qinghui Guards to help?"

"You are welcome to do as you please. However, right now, the landing site has not even been built. Even if you send your guards forward, their effect will be very limited. The width of the battlefield does not allow for more troops. So my suggestion is to wait for now. This battle will last for a long time, and we still don't know where the Lord of Blight is."

Amitron said seriously.

"Well, that makes sense. Let's wait a while."

The battle for the city in the lake lasted for a whole day. Westhead watched helplessly as the wreckage of warships sank one after another. Both sides were blood-thirsty. In this land of Luyin where there had not been a war for a thousand years, the war that broke out did not seem unfamiliar. The abundant martial virtues were an instinct engraved in the bones of the people of this world.

In the end, the Royal Court Legion was slightly superior. Relying on its huge size and sophisticated equipment, it forced its way into the City in the Lake. They also began to replace the flag of the Lord of Withering with the authentic Royal Court flag, reintegrating the City in the Lake into the grand ensemble.

Westhead could even hear the cheers of the elves in the royal court. Just when he thought that the demon's true form would not appear,
“Dong-dong-dong——”

Suddenly, bursts of roaring sounds were heard from the distant sky.

The chorus sound that had just risen around was instantly cut off, and the sound of the weeping bone flute rang out.

I saw several floating cubes floating from the sky, flat and smooth, engraved with countless mysterious runes. Iron-blue light flickered on the surface of the cubes, like huge rocks suspended in the air.

On the surface of the magnificent floating boulder, there are many platforms inlaid, and on the platforms, a group of military formations are densely arranged.

Well-equipped and well-organized bone demon guards; ethereal and gloomy, groups of ghostly corpse witches, and giant structures of various shapes.
The strict and orderly army gathered on the giant stone cube, like dark clouds covering the sky, bringing a heavy sense of oppression.

The floating cube was moving very fast, and it arrived above the city in the lake in just a few breaths. The magic it cast casually scared the royal court troops who had just climbed onto the top of the city and made them retreat.

Westhead looked up and saw a skeleton sitting on a huge throne in the center of the magnificent fortress. Unlike ordinary bone demons, this skeleton wore heavy armor with more intricate patterns. Its skeleton body and ferocious antlers were decorated with dazzling gems, jade and gold, which was magnificent.

Wearing a crown that symbolizes his status and a scarlet robe, a blade spear that matches the size of the giant is leaning against the throne of the skeleton construct.

"The Lord of Withering actually came to the battlefield in person."

The demonic figure high above, like a sculpture, stares down with red spiritual fire burning in its empty eye sockets.

In the past, when they were suppressed and sealed by [Emperor Qianlu], the demons were in spirit form. After escaping, they all couldn't wait to create physical forms for themselves. Judging from the appearance of [Lord of Withering], he definitely added a lot of details to himself.

"Mortal, how dare you invade my territory?"

"How audacious! You deserve to die!"

A dull sound buzzed in everyone's head, and the Lord of Withering clenched the blade spear in his hand and struck hard.

"Boom-"

A mighty sound spread out. It was the Lord of Withering fiddling with the nodes of the city in the lake. The stirred up sound waves were like a trigger for the extraordinary people on the orthodox resonance path. The raging sound waves swept past, and most of the elven warriors covered their ears and knelt on the ground in pain. Some even jumped directly into the lake.

"Lord Qinghui!"

Faced with the demon's true form, whose mere existence could destroy most of the Royal Court's combat power, the elven military officer who had been marching bravely could only roar and cast his hopeful eyes towards his own reinforcements.

Seeing this, Westhead on the wave-breaking ship at the rear also slowly stood up. On the surface of his strong body, the runes engraved before were glowing with golden or silver light, like tiny blood vessels faintly visible under the skin.

"The explosive runes are matched with one click. Who is the Lord of Withering? I will end His life!"

Westhead laughed loudly, jumped up, and condensed a bright light with his outstretched arms, and in an instant he constructed a large platinum-colored bow.

[River of Clear Light]——[Dazzling Bow].

Westhead had been engraving runes all day long. His capacity limit was ridiculously high, and he could accommodate all runes, no matter what they were. And Amitron was right. The blessing of [Law Note Script] was also very effective for him now.

Power! I felt it surge through my body!
The best proof is that Westhead has started to use [River of Clear Light]! Facing an enemy at the level of Shadow of the God, this move shows absolute confidence.

Holding the long bow high above his head, Westhead slowly pulled the bowstring of soft light.

The magic power gathered like a storm, forming a vortex in front of the big bow, and then arrows of light began to appear.

The extreme brilliance made everything around dim, the light distorted the space, and the colored light of glass was floating. After the accumulation of power was completed, Westhead released the bowstring.

"Om-"

A dull rumbling sound rang in everyone's ears. The guards stroked their slightly buzzing ears and stared intently at the dazzling arrow of light rising into the sky.

Then, things took a sharp turn for the worse.

However, within a few breaths, it crossed an unimaginable distance, rose into the air and then fell down, heading straight for one of the cubic fortresses suspended in the air.

The floating fortress sensed that the attack was coming towards itself, and the dense runes on it immediately began to change, constructing a defensive spell. More than half of the runes were involved, which could be said to be a sign of great importance.

But it was not enough to pay attention to it. When the heavy light arrow fell and came into contact with the shield of the cube fortress, light and heat erupted from the intersection point.

"Boom——"

Amid the earth-shaking tremors, the light arrows struggled to break through the defenses of the floating fortress and bombarded the cube-shaped fortress.

The exaggerated air waves surged and spread like a tide, and the energy released by the platinum-colored light arrows spread across the surface of the fortress like plasma. When the aftermath subsided, what appeared in front of everyone was a floating fortress with serious wounds from the explosion.

After shooting down a floating fortress, Westhead did not stop at all. He placed the condensed light arrow upright on the ground, stepped on the bow with one foot, pulled the string with one hand, and continued to madly infuse magic power, burning the rune reserves, and urging the big bow to condense the light arrow at a rapid speed.

"Whoosh-"

"Whoosh-"

"Whoosh-"

Strong winds swept across both sides of the river, carrying water all over the sky. Light arrows stirred up storms again and again, snatching away the light and bombarding the rune spells of the cube fortress.

Westhead concentrated on shooting out arrows of light, infusing magic power without leaving any room for error, and continuously sniped at the floating fortress suspended in the air with an extremely cold attitude.

The front-line array of the Bone Demon Army was blown to and fro by the aftermath of Westhead's light arrows and was unable to organize effective defense and counterattack, and was harvested and destroyed by waves of heavy arrows.

"who?!"

Westhead's speed of attack was too fast. The Lord of Withering had no idea that there was a powerful enemy hiding behind the Royal Court Legion. The spiritual fire in the skull's eye holes trembled, and it immediately cast its gaze towards Westhead's location.

However, at this point, Westhead's sniper fire had basically stopped, and he kept his sights firmly fixed on the Ogre King.

"call"

[Dragon Soul Furnace] was agitated, and embers and thunder like the blazing sun radiated from the warriors' muscles that were far stronger than those of fine gold and steel. The dust floating in the air and the water in the lake under their feet all spontaneously retreated with Westhead as the center.

Westhead held Shadow Life in one hand, and stretched out his other hand, and cast a sword and spear from scratch in his palm with River of Clear Light. He held it tightly, lowered his knees slightly, and then.
"boom--"

(End of this chapter)