Chapter 221： Judgment Eye

Although it was still late at night, the sky of Fallen Eagle City was as bright as day.

The blazing flame swallowed everything in the city, and even the weeds within a few hundred meters outside the city were burned to yellow by the terrifying heat.

There was a boom.

The closed city gate suddenly opened, and a group of cavalry rushed out of the city, but before they could escape from the sea of ​​flames, the flames that went up suddenly swallowed them all, including people and horses.

The cavalry, who had not yet died, rolled and struggled in the sea of ​​fire, uttering harsh screams, which sounded creepy, and after a while, the scorched smell of barbecue was floating in the air.

boom!

A section of the city wall finally collapsed under the scorching fire, but until the scorching smoke and dust gradually subsided, no one was seen rushing out of the city.

The entire Eagle Falling City has become a burning furnace, but it is not steel that is tempered inside, but living people!

The original unbroken wailing has been completely cut off since then, and countless lives that have been roasted into coke in this melting furnace seem to condense into blue smoke floating in the air.

Driven by some unknown force, this wisp of smoke is constantly converging towards the center of Falling Eagle City.

There, a cyan beam of light falling from the sky is like a huge transparent cover, which protects the Uman family's castle.

Only here, there is still a breath of living people.

Walra opened his mouth wide and tried to take in a breath of air, but the heat in his chest did not get any relief, but it seemed to burn even harder.

Although the cyan mask cuts off the blazing fire, it can't cut off the suffocating hot air and the terrifying high temperature that seems to be able to steam life.

Every step he took, Varla could hear the sizzling noise under his feet, and the intense burning pain made his consciousness a little unconscious.

In fact, if Valra hadn't been transformed into a blood, with extremely terrifying self-healing ability, I'm afraid he would have burped long ago.

Although this terrifying self-healing ability can only bring more suffering to Varra now, he still did not give up, and still took a firm step towards the castle.

At the top of the castle, the figure wearing a mage's robe held the staff in one hand and his eyeball in the other, and said aloud Elf curse in his mouth.

A thick green smoke enveloped him, and formed a huge green cocoon on top of his head. The surface of the green cocoon was constantly trembling with Mr. Hood’s curse, as if something terrifying was about to burst out of its shell.

Nourishment

Val stretched his hands against the wall of the castle, and the hot temperature instantly scorched his palms to black, but he didn't seem to notice anything, still climbing with his hands and feet together.

At this moment there was only one thought in his mind--

revenge!

He wants to avenge the more than 300,000 innocent people of Fallen Eagle City!

Driven by hatred, Varla seemed to have forgotten the pain and the fear, and only wanted to unscrew the head of the evil mage on the spire of the castle!

But the closer he gets to the figure shrouded in blue smoke, the more he feels a terrifying oppression. Mr. Xiang's not very tall figure seems to have become some kind of ancient behemoth in a trance. Under the coercion of, Walra felt that he had become an ant trying to challenge the gods in vain.

However, this ant did not stop.

Closer, closer.

Mr. Ho seemed to be totally unaware of Varla's approach, still chanting the spell intently.

Walra couldn't understand the elves, and only felt that the strange syllables drilled straight into his heart like a poisonous snake, constantly trying to arouse the fear in his heart.

choke!

Valla drew out the knight's sword, the body of the sword turned red under the scorching fire.

At the moment when he was about to launch his final charge, from the corner of his eyes, he suddenly realized that on the other side of the roof, there was a figure climbing up.

The person was covered in armor, but Valla felt that the other person had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if... he was his own kind.

At the moment when the two knights were stunned, Mr. Coquettish's spell seemed to have reached the final juncture. He suddenly raised his left hand, crushed that strange eyeball, and shouted:

"Duke St. Hild, welcome your trial!"

Boom!

A purple lightning fell from the sky, as if tearing the sky apart in an instant.

Lightning struck the green cocoon on the top of Mr. Hood's head, and suddenly burst out incomparably dazzling light.

Walra only felt that his vision was completely white, and then he could see nothing.

But he was not surprised and rejoiced, and immediately realized that this was an excellent opportunity for revenge.

Although he couldn't see anything, Varla rushed out according to the direction in his memory.

Colin, who was controlling the blood slave, also found that he could not see anything at this time, but he still heard Varla's voice, and quickly rushed out controlling the blood slave's body.

When the dazzling light gradually dissipated, Colin finally had a blurred image in front of his eyes.

"what!!!!!"

Varla's screams came from her ears, and Colin stared at it and saw Varla was rolling on the roof with half of his face in his hands.

And that Mr. Cowardly was also extremely miserable. His entire right arm was broken, splashing blood on the roof, actually corroding the heavy limestone into bursts of blue smoke.

Colin immediately guessed that Varla should have cut off Mr. Hood's right arm, but he was burned by the splash of blood.

At this time, the green cocoon on the top of Mr. Cocoon's head has turned into a huge tightly closed eye. Although it has not been opened, Colin always has a feeling that when it opens, extremely terrifying things will happen. .

Colin hurriedly controlled the blood slave and slashed at Mr. Hooter's neck with a sword.

At this moment, Mr. Coquettish's right arm was broken, and his left arm was raised above his head, as if supporting the giant eye. It seemed that his spell had not been completely completed. Faced with the sword that was swung again, Mr. Cowardly's eyes couldn't help but appear. There was a touch of despair.

However, the long sword stopped at the last moment.

Because Colin suddenly remembered the words Mr. Cougar had yelled out in Common.

The Duke of St. Hild?

Trial?

So, he hesitated.

Boom!

Another electric light flashed, and Colin's vision became white again. At that moment, he seemed to have completely lost contact with the blood slave.

When he saw the situation of Falling Eagle City again, Colin was stunned to find that the huge blue eyes on the top of Mr. Cou's head had disappeared, and he did not know where he was going.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Mr. Xiang looked up at the sky, and finally laughed frantically.

Then he turned his head to look at the blood slave controlled by Colin, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but the spell in his mouth did not stop at all.

boom!

Colin only felt a flash of fire in front of him, and then the heavy darkness completely enveloped him.

"Colin, Colin, what's the matter with you?"

After recovering, I saw Vera looking at her worriedly.

"I'm fine." Colin smiled and patted his beloved wife's hand, and then tried to contact the blood slave in Fallen Eagle City, but found that there was no response.

It seems that he was killed by Mr. Coquettish.

However, he did not regret it, but immediately looked for the figure of the Duke of St. Hild in the banquet hall.

Almost at the same time, the Duke of St. Hilde also looked at Colin and smiled: "It's getting late. Shouldn't it be time to announce the end of the banquet so that the two newcomers can spend the night together?"

Everyone in the hall suddenly laughed, nodding their heads and saying yes.

Colin also followed with a smile and said, "My lord, please announce it."

"Okay." The Duke of St. Hilde nodded unwillingly, "Thank you all the guests..."

Suddenly, the sound in the banquet hall disappeared.

Everyone saw the Duke of St. Hild's mouth opened and closed, but they could not hear any sound in their ears.

It seems that he has been dragged into another time and space by some mysterious force, leaving only an illusory projection in place.

Colin was shocked and immediately squeezed Vera's small hand.

Then, he noticed the gaze above his head.

It was a gaze projected from a higher level of life, with a terrifying force.

Colin looked up at the sky unconsciously.

Although there are layers of obstacles, he can still see the familiar huge blue eyes, which is floating above the Red Fort at this time.

At the next moment, my blue eyes opened.

Colin's vision was once again blank, and nothing could be seen.

At this moment, all his senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch disappeared, as if he was also exiled into a pale and empty space and time, completely disconnected from the world.

As if only a moment later, and as if thousands of years had passed, Colin finally felt the temperature coming from Vera next to him again, and also smelled the familiar fragrance between his nose.

He took a deep breath greedily and then looked at the position of the Duke of St. Hild with lingering fear.

"Colin, Colin, what happened just now?" Vera hugged Colin's arm tightly, in a panic tone.

Colin did not reply, but pointed his finger in the direction of the Duke of St. Hild.

Vera turned her head suspiciously, and then saw the horrifying scene--

Under the cyan light falling from the sky, the Duke of St. Hild seemed to be frozen in that moment, and then he straightened his head and fell down.

boom!

The blue light dissipated, and the former Lord of the North actually shattered like a stone sculpture.

There is no cross-flowing blood, no splashing flesh and bones, only rubble all over the floor.

"what!!!!"

A sharp scream immediately resounded through the banquet hall.