goddess of revolution

Chapter 305 Epic-level full server mission and 40-meter long knife
The continuous vibration made everyone recall the situation when the Misty Swamp turned into the Godfall Plateau.

The impact did not come from the top of the cave, but from the wall on one side. It seemed that a giant punched it rapidly, and the leaders moved one after another to put protection on themselves.

The halfling warlock threw a summoning circle on the ground with a technique similar to quick casting. A pair of big hands covered in flames stretched out from the ground where the magic circle was, and pulled out half of his body with a disturbing howl. .

This is Naka Burn Demon, a very common mid-level demon in purgatory, but the upper body alone is two people tall, and halfling warlocks are not as big as its fist. It is obviously a powerful elite demon.

The halfling warlock screamed: "Madara! Didn't you say it's absolutely safe here!?"

The wall of the cave suddenly cracked like paper, and dust, sand and stones sprayed the entire cave into chaos.In the blurred field of vision, the thick flames shot at the head of Fen Mo who was climbing the magic circle and struggling to break free from the shackles of the plane. Fen Mo was forcibly pulled out of the magic circle and nailed to it like a fish forked from the stream. On the other side wall of the cave.

Fen Mo roared angrily, and the halfling yelled in disbelief: "What kind of flame attack is this! Fen Mo is not afraid of fire!"

The roar turned into a whine, and Fen Mo's bat-like fleshy wings fluttered crazily, appearing in extreme pain.Only then did he see clearly that a spear penetrated Fen Mo's head and hung it on the wall.Only a small half of the spear body was exposed, and the blue light was overflowing, which turned out to be made of magic steel.

Magic steel is tougher than pure gold, but much lighter. Even if the elemental power carried by it can be saved, its physical properties can still cause great damage.The complexity of smelting magic steel is far more than Mithril and fine gold. A magic steel sword with some magic steel added to the blade is considered a treasured blade. I didn't expect someone to make a whole spear.

As for who this person is, it is self-evident.

Burning Demon's wail turned into an unwilling howl, the flames rolling on his body gradually dimmed and even extinguished, and the exposed red and black skin faded rapidly, and then turned into pieces of ashes.The elite demon who had just been summoned and was about to show off his skills on the main plane was sent back to Purgatory. The halfling warlock shuddered incessantly when he shouted something before leaving.

Madara cried: "We have a traitor among us!"

At the beginning of the accident, the leaders were either self-confident or lucky, but they were not in a hurry to leave.

Now that an elite demon was instantly killed by a magic steel spear that was too extravagant for a magician to use, the leaders finally remembered what Duke Prell had said in the announcement.

Wealth, resources, and... When the three of them are together, someone will definitely summon a team to arrest them, and there are more than ten or 20 people at the scene!
Madara's words were meaningless, people understood when the shock first started, but so what?Do you want to stay and confront Duke Prior?

The leaders chanted spells, or took out magic tools, and there was only one thing they had to do: teleport.

Something rolled out from the corner, and exploded in the center of the cave, dotted with fluorescent lights, covering all corners of the cave.Black air spewed out rapidly from the fluorescent lights, casting a strange light on the dust that hadn't dissipated.

The necromancer who was the first to teleport was blasted into bone fragments, and the escaped soul was inhuman, tumbling and thrashing in the black mist, and transformed into a corrupt ghost at a speed visible to the naked eye, scaring the others to stop the teleportation.

This is... the dust of corruption!Scarier than worm magic dust that can block teleportation!
"Who! Who!"

"Whoever betrayed us dares to prevent us from retreating!"

"Madala, is it you! You organized the meeting!"

The leaders were in an uproar, and at this time, in the big hole broken in the wall, groups of white or cold white light burst out.

"My lord, I have successfully completed the task!"

Someone shouted happily and ran towards the team.

Actually, no, it really is abusing the high priest...

A pale bone spear condensed in the air, and shot towards the abusive high priest. Several figures teleported to her side, and the octagonal light shield stretched out, firmly blocking the bone spear.

"I have known for a long time that she is suspected of betrayal, and she has indeed successfully completed my task."

Madara's tone suddenly changed, appearing extremely calm. The scene in front of him was clearly his premeditation.

"Everyone, don't be nervous, this is indeed my plan." Madara looked extremely calm when she looked at the heavily protected figure in the center of the team in front of her.

"Everyone is like me, with a big family and a big business. There is no way to pat your butt and retreat to the depths of the Godfall Plateau like other people. We also can't raise our hands to surrender and swear allegiance like the war between human nobles. , you can still be a nobleman and lord. The conflict between us and the Duke of Prell is a conflict between life and death, and we have no choice but to fight."

"Instead of dragging on and being weakened by adventurers, it's better to invest all our strength now and make a decisive blow, so..."

Madara sighed contentedly: "I arranged this simple conspiracy. I know that some of us still have room for maneuver with the Duke of Prell, and will definitely take this opportunity to betray us."

"Originally, I wanted to use worm dust to stop the teleportation, but I didn't expect there to be more than one traitor." Madara's next words made the leaders gasp. Wasn't the corrupt gas just thrown by the high priest?

"It doesn't matter, it actually helped me. As long as he wins, the traitor will definitely repent."

After Madara finished the call, she laughed again and said to the team: "Your Excellency, you should be immersed in frustration and remorse right now? Think about it, this is just the beginning."

In the opposite team, a solemn but melodious voice sounded: "Villain, die from, talk a lot!"

"No, Catherine, this is a necessary foreshadowing. If the villain is not allowed to tell the conspiracy and show off his pride, it will not be able to set off the bravery, wit, or strength of the decent."

Then there's the voice everyone's heard in the announcements, Richie Player!
"Madara, are you right? Shut up, now is not the time for you to catch up with people!"

The second half of the sentence was said to another person, but because no one was seen, no one understood what it meant.

Madara sneered fiercely: "Duke Purell, you are very good at instigating and covering up. But the power of words is weak, and power determines everything... Wake up, my warrior!"

As he shouted, the cave shook again, cracks appeared on the ground, rapidly extending and expanding, and the cold death breath gushed out from the cracks.

"You should know that it is the nature of liches to make second-hand or even third-hand preparations!"

The hood of the robe that wrapped Madara's body was burned off by the dark green fire, revealing the original body of the Bone Mage.Countless black skeleton hands stretched out from the cracks, as if an army of undead was crawling out of the dead bone area.

"Duke Prell, you are committing suicide! Don't pin your hopes on your legion and adventurers. It has only been half a day since I informed everyone to come to this lair for a meeting. Your legion must be too late Come here, and I have already calculated the gathering speed of adventurers. Before the gathering is large enough to compete with my little ones, Duke, your skull has been made into an ornament on the staff by me."

Madara's staff paused, and she was full of pride: "Now, let me show you how powerful a lich will be after accumulating hundreds of years of power!"

A huge skeleton with the height of two or three people climbed out of the crack, holding a terrifying machete and axe, making a chilling cry, and rushed towards the team.

Bitter bone warrior, the advanced high-level undead in the bone warrior, is a more terrifying existence than elite zombie lords and death knights.Just one is enough to wipe out a team of adventurers, but now they are crawling out of the ground continuously.

"Just watch from the sidelines," Madara said to the other leaders.

"Leave the brain to me," the illithid said to everyone from the bottom of his heart: "The price is easy to say."

The halfling warlock was dissatisfied: "Don't underestimate you, Mr. Monk!"

With one stroke of his staff, his small body leaped up vigorously, turning into a ball of fireworks, condensing into a four-winged demon taller than a bitter bone warrior, stepping on anti-knuckle hooves, swinging a huge sickle, rushing towards that place team.

"Since when have we been underestimated to such an extent?"

In the team, Li Qi felt a little unbelievable when he saw a mere sixth-level demon warlock rushing up alone.

"Except for Xia An, no one outside knows about your battle with Legend."

A chubby thing behind said in an electronic voice: "Of course no one knows me..."

"I said it's not time for you to appear on stage." Li Qi asked, "Has the anti-crime office forwarded the news?"

The robot beeped: "Of course, the epic full server mission, the decisive battle on the top of the black and evil, the coordinates are 7144.9/8842.2, it's that simple. According to the coverage of the mobile base station, at least tens of thousands of adventurers have received it. With mutual communication and the help of the teleportation mage group, more than [-] adventurers should be able to arrive within an hour."

Li Qi patted Catherine on the shoulder again: "Let's go together, we have to hurry up, the points for the full server mission are so high, let's recycle a little bit, and we can't let the inflation be too serious."

Catherine let out a cry, her light wings stretched out, her body swelled, and a transformation began.

The two-story light-winged giant swung a big sword and collided with the four-winged demon's sickle.

The sickle shattered, and the demon flew upside down, turning into a little bit of fireworks in mid-air, accompanied by a sharp and mournful cry: "This is impossible——! I, Uncle Monk..."

Before he finished shouting, he hit the wall and turned into a ball of tomato sauce.
The light-winged giant shouted again, and his figure continued to swell, completing the second stage of transformation. The bitter bone warrior only reached his knees, as small as a toy.

Li Qi jumped up, turned into a ball of blazing light, and plunged into the light-winged giant.

The cave was originally tens of meters high and seemed extremely wide, but the light-winged giant transformed again, unable to fully stretch its body in the cave.

The giant stepped on it with its foot, crushing a piece of bitter bone warrior into powder, and also stepped on the ground to create a big hole.

Madara subconsciously shouted: "This is impossible——!"

The giant opened his palm, and something flew up and turned into tiny light spots and fell into the palm.

I vaguely heard a strange mechanical voice shouting: "Why do you want me to change again—!?"

Much like Prior, because it's blended with another voice that's all the more ethereal and says, "You're one of the suits."

"Really? Then I must have a nice name."

"The name is... 40 meters long knife."

"No—! This is simply sketching, not retouching!"

"The goddess is named, you have to accept your fate."

Light and shadow flickered, and there was an extra knife in the giant's hand.

It was a 40-meter-long knife in the literal sense, and it slashed down with a majestic force that was almost equivalent to a legend.

A skeletal dragon head shrouded in gray and black aura, with green eyes gleaming, protruded from the gap in the ground, and the surrounding bitter bone warriors were not as tall as this dragon head.

The newly awakened bone dragon looked around with an angry mania similar to getting up, trying to find a suitable object to vent, and the bitter bone warrior fled in panic.

Seeing the weak and terrified because of his appearance, even though the bone dragon only had a chaotic and ignorant mind, he shook his jaw proudly and let out a low chuckle.

Then it felt something, looked up.

Compared with the 40-meter-long knife, the bone dragon's head is about the same as the head of a small milk dog.

It made a shrill neigh like a puppy, and its head was broken into pieces of bone chips under the long knife.

(End of this chapter)