Blood tax

Chapter 515 Burning of Canaan
There was a flash of light in the mouthpiece-like groove of the colossus, and the shields of Griffith and Galadia vibrated violently.Ash smoke ignited from the white stone steps under his feet, and the high temperature even caused ripples in the air.

Two golden-red thermal energy rays crossed.The tinnitus caused by the deafening hissing noise, and the glare of the fire made him temporarily blind.

In less than half a second, Griffith's layers of shields couldn't hold on, and the terrifying high temperature made his whole body boil.

However, the suffocating pain disappeared in a flash.Griffith felt that something suddenly blocked the crosscut of the heat beam, and the cool wind swept him up.

"Hold me tight!"

Galadia hugged Griffith tightly and fell towards the bottomless abyss.

There is the whistling wind in my ears.Griffith barely opened his eyes, seeing the bottomless darkness falling towards him, the feeling of falling made his heart stop.

He hurriedly looked up, and hugged Miss Elf tightly, feeling a little safer.

The piercing sound of metal cracking and cracking filled the surroundings, and the distorted and deformed loud noise seemed to be a magnitude [-] earthquake.

Dense dancing sparks flickered on the metal-covered torso of the colossus. Accompanied by the huge roar of activation, the physiologically uncomfortable giant swept around with a golden-red beam of light, while climbing up from the abyss crazily.

The soaring dome cracked like an eggshell, revealing the hazy starlight of the sky.Huge beyond the limits of vision is breaking free from its subterranean cage.

Tarkin seemed more concerned with getting out than chasing down the bug that had just escaped.His colossus resembles a giant insect with six long legs, and its amazing arms can easily span ravines, cliffs and mountain peaks.

Every move of this terrifying weapon is extremely majestic, making people subconsciously awed.It has been buried underground for thousands of years, and the powerful power it possesses, even after such a long distance and such a long time, can still make people tremble from the bottom of their hearts!
……

Haranduel, who was still in command of the battle, was suddenly shaken and couldn't stand still.

The half-elf and human rebel army he led were fighting the elves rushing out of the temple in several directions.A huge tentacle suddenly rushed out of the ground with a terrifying sound of wind, and smashed fiercely on the street from top to bottom.

Wind pressure swept over nearby houses.

There was a terrible sound of twisting and breaking, and a squadron of rebels was right under the tentacles, and they turned into flesh without crying out.

Hallanduil didn't understand what he saw for a moment.Filling the field of vision is a huge golden, white, and red pillar, shining with a faint blue light, resembling the arms and legs of insects.

There was a big hole in the ground, and countless people screamed and fell, and then there was no sound immediately.Dust and steam soared into the sky, covering it like a city wall.

Haranduil felt a tingling pain all over his body.He looked down and saw that his skin, which was not protected by armor, had been scalded by the blast.

The huge pillar stood there abruptly and frighteningly, and there was a moment of silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and even forgot the pain of being burned.Some people want to run, some people want to find out.Before they could move, there was another roar from the ground.

"Om-squeak-cheak!"

In the loud creaking noise, the ground shook like a piece of pudding, and everyone was unable to stand still, and fell to the ground one after another.

An elliptical, huge object shining with a faint blue light slowly rose from the ground, making a chirping roar.It keeps going up, never seen torso like there is no end.

It took a long time for the giant that was taller than the Nebula Temple to crawl out of the ground slowly.All men, half-elves, and elves stared at him, forgetting to run.

"Om-"

When the giant finally stood on the ground, it made another deep and long loud noise, wandering between the sky and the earth for a long time.The dragons and Behemoths in any stories and murals, those abyssal monsters that people dare not look directly at or describe, the fear and shock they leave in people's hearts are not enough to describe everything in front of them.

Haranduil couldn't even speak.Until he saw two golden and red lights flashing on the colossus.

"hidden!"

he yelled.There were crackling and crackling sounds around me, one after another like firecrackers during the festival.

Rows of humans and half-elves, no matter whether they were wearing shields or hiding behind bunkers, as long as they were swept by these two beams, they would all be blown into ashes.

The condescending high-temperature jet swept across the crowd, burning one after another.

Groups of people were burned to ashes in an instant, leaving only charred shadows on the ground.

The height of this colossus is at least three kilometers. It is covered in dark gold and dark red heavy armor, and its spiritual shield is unimaginably thick.It is like a spider with terrifying long legs, with grace and death, it easily crosses houses, gardens and rivers, wanders in the city, and pours amazing firepower on the ground.

Some brave and crazy rebels turned their guns and cannons and began to attack, but their weapons had no effect on the shields.The death light from the giant thermal laser gun is really too powerful. Wherever the terrifying golden-red beam of light passes, it will almost burn everything up in an instant!
At the same time as the terrifying heat energy beam swept away, countless tentacles rushed out of the colossus like straws, grabbed the surrounding half-elves and humans, sucked them into the long pipe, kept sucking, making a purring sound, and then sprayed out. Rugs and debris all over the place.

After a while, there were two more beams of this terrifying light beam!
All attacks by the Rebels seemed insignificant.In the face of the astonishingly thick armor and shield, it is estimated that only a volley of transcendental beings who have formed a system and aim at one part at the same time can cause enough damage to break the shield and break the armor.However, in front of the sweeping heat beam, the intensive attack is like ripe rice facing a sickle, only to be cut down row by row.

Haranduil was still struggling.He took out a bomb that Griffith had obtained from Roland, made of Abyssal Devouring Iron as a material, and had a strong explosion and lethality.There will be some strange things near the target hit by this weapon called the Abyss Bullet, very strange things.

The breath of Maw Abyss is said to be able to reach the deepest darkness in the world.The half elves used this kind of thing to assassinate the demigods, um, that's not right, the Abyss Devouring Bullet didn't destroy the shields of the demigods, but caused other abnormal phenomena to hurt them.

Haranduil bravely smashed a Maw bomb at the colossus.The strange substance gushing out after the explosion actually had a strong damage to the shield, leaving at least half a meter of corrosion pits on the solid armor, which were as ugly as scars left by wounds.

"It works!" Haranduil yelled, "Hurry up and attack with the Abyss Bullet..."

Before he finished speaking, huge legs passed by him, and the shock wave of the landing knocked him out.

The air was filled with a cacophony of incoherent sounds—the creaking of colossal statues, the rumble of collapsing houses, the crackling of burning trees and fences.

The thick black smoke was mixed with the air waves of the river evaporating.As the hot light swept back and forth across the streets of Canaan, everything hit glowed white, and then billowed choking black smoke.

Pieces of houses, courtyards, beautiful vines and small bridges were all set ablaze, and the sky turned orange red in the light of the soaring fire.

Haranduil jumped up from the water.The scalding water almost boiled him.He ran away, through the flowers, and together with the panicked rebels, he scurried around in the grass like a frightened frog, running around without thinking.

Suddenly, a strong golden-red light swept towards him.A large piece of the roof along the way was immediately melted where the light beam touched, and then a magma-like fire flowed out; all the trees were burned to charcoal in an instant.

The beam swept up and down the path, incinerating the people one by one, and then swept to the water's edge, and swept across the river to the opposite bank, where the water boiled and steamed.

The boiling water blast covered Haranduel, who was fleeing for his life.His body was scalded and his eyes were almost blinded. He ignored the pain and just ran desperately.

……

"Galadia, we have to go back!" Griffith yelled, "They need our help."

He couldn't hear the wailing from the distant ground, but every cell and every inch of nerve felt great pain.It seemed to him that countless people were being burned senselessly, like ants burned to death by a child with a match.

"People think that the misfortune in front of them is the climax of the disaster, but they don't know that it is just the prelude to the storm."

Galadia whispered softly.She pressed the knight's hand and motioned him to look forward.

In the silent darkness, a green wall appeared.

"what is this?"

Griffith couldn't tell the direction, didn't know where he was, and couldn't understand the meaning of the wall.

It is like a light curtain composed of countless fireflies, suspended there.If you look closely, you will find that the wall seems to be composed of countless points of light.

Innumerable dots of light with numbers 0 and 1...

"I've never seen it before, but the moment I saw him, I seemed to understand," Galadia said, "Griffith, please allow me to introduce to you--

"Guardian of knowledge and order,
"Guided by prophecy and destiny,

"The owner of the ultimate mystery of Canaan, the God of Prophecy, His Majesty Iluvash."

(End of this chapter)