Ivar world.

The peace of the past was broken in one day, and pure white beacon beams rose one after another in the vast world. From Yongnan Island in the west to the Tanggu town on the east side of the Porcelain Dynasty, from the Ice Crystal Palace on the northern continent to the volcanic islands on the south side of the equator, many people had to temporarily walk out of all their lives and work, looking at the light beams that broke through the layers of atmosphere and rose into the sky.

Since the Third Age of Chaos, Sequence 9 of all races of the world and the sages have made a covenant. Once the disaster comes again, the beacon beam that runs through the heaven and earth will spread to every corner of the world like a beacon, summoning and arousing every warrior to resist this disaster that is steeped in the sky.

Today, such a beacon beam reappears on earth, and it also announces that the era of peaceful cultivation is over and the struggle and battle begins again.

"Set sail and set sail!"

As the flagship of the navigation raised the flag and sails, the sails in the rear also set sail one after another. The vast white long sails sailed on the sea. The sails filled with the south wind were boundless. They will fulfill the oath made a thousand years ago and carry the treasures of the seven seas, as promised.

Sighing in the middle of the mountain range, the poisonous canyon.

The once canyon has become an endless abyss that is unsightly, with its diameter expanding to nearly ten kilometers, and millions of twisted objects are swarming out of it.

Suddenly, a bright light rose from the darkness, followed by the second, third, fourth...

Nearly 20 pillars of light rose on the earth. They were like stars, with light and darkness, and the flames were shaking, illuminating the turbid and dark world. The extraordinary people standing on the top of the mountain calling for power and fire are the sages who vowed to protect the fire of civilization.

As they cast spells together, shining streams of light passed through layers of obstacles, connecting them to each other, and then began to build a grand and complex sealing array.

Clancia, Dark Abyss County.

On the fortress guarding the edge of the vortex, a white-robed priest was looking at the gradually expanding abyss in front of him. Countless shadows and white flames were fighting each other below, fighting fiercely.

"Master Zhuya." A powerful knight in full armor approached from behind.

"More than half of our guardians of the Dark Abyss have died in battle. Now the vortex is still expanding continuously, and there are more and more phantoms..." He bent down to salute.

"I know, but I won't leave." The priest turned around, revealing his long hair that looked like red glow, and there was a rare tranquility and peace on his beautiful face.

"I will stay here until the turn of time comes."

After saying that, the newly promoted priest held his hands together, closed his eyes, prayed devoutly, and a symbol that looked like the sun gradually appeared on his forehead.

She slowly floated up as if she had lost her weight and rose into the air, like the faint starlight in the chaotic dark night.

Then a pair of brand new wings pulled out from the back, slowly extended and stretched, and then the second pair of wings slowly spread out. The white wings had red rays similar to their hair color, flowing with shining light.

Its power and momentum are also rising gradually, from Angel Sequence 7 to Angel Sequence 8, and then to Angel Sequence 9, before gradually stabilizing.

Looking at the angel with flame wings burning in the sky, the paladin below murmured to himself.

“Angel Arrival Ceremony…”

With the arrival of this angel, a snake sword burning with immortal flames also emerged from the air and was held in the palm of his hand. The snake sword was swung, and the crimson flames swept across and pounced on the endless abyss vortex.

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Holy Mountain of Calendar, church headquarters.

The beam of light of the beacon rose from the central church, and the sound of bells echoed among the mountains and valleys. The peaceful and peaceful holy land in the past was noisy, with people running around the twelve palaces and members of the Knights gathering urgently.

At the headquarters of the Knights of the Holy Spear, the commander of the Grand Order, Odith was standing in front of everyone on a horse.

At this critical moment, the results of hard training on weekdays are revealed. Knights dressed in neatly held holy guns are gathering in the square. They are closely arranged, and their armors are engraved with sacred patterns reflecting a faint holy white halo in the sun.

"Holy gun, drive it!"

With a command, nearly 80,000 Saint Knights followed the commander and headed towards the south side of the mainland.

And as they set off, the priests standing on the side of the road also offered their final blessings.

"May the light and the wind protect you forever..." As the sound of tens of thousands of prayers sounded, hazy halos attached to these warriors, making them stronger, faster, and more dazzling. Armor, cloaks, and figures were like flowing golden wind.

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The capital of the bell tower, Mozwa.

The originally suppressed underground abyss mouth suddenly cracked and broke through the blockade barrier on the ground. At its edge, many twisted shadows began to surge out, like a blowout.

The angels in the sky are still suppressing and fighting, but among the several chaotic vortexes that have been revealed, this place is the latest, the largest and most difficult existence.

Hundreds of thousands of phantoms wandered in the earth and the city, devouring and eroding every living creature I saw. Wherever they walked, plants and trees died, living beings went crazy, and struggled and twisted to die.

What is even more worrying is that Mozwa leans against the ocean, and many phantoms enter the sea and float to the unknown distance, and they don’t know how much legacy and pollution it will bring to the world.

The soldiers in the city had been awakened by the urgent bells. Under the instructions of the officers running and shouting, they led the original residents of the city to quickly evacuate outside the city. At the same time, a group of elite knights also stayed to help cut off the rear and clear out the phantoms that hindered the evacuation.

"Knights of the Holocaust, get out of the line!"

When this resolute order was issued, knights dressed in scarlet gold armor walked out of the array, picked up the weapons in their hands, and stood at the forefront of the abyss with their companions.

"This is the most harshest war, and there may not be an end. So, give up hope and let us move forward side by side."

"This is our glory and our mission, because we are soldiers fighting for the people."

"Go forward, Clancia!"

With the shouts from the heart and lungs, firm soldiers were still stationed on the front line of the abyss, like the most solid dam, blocking the rising black tide.

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Extraterrestrial river

Loran Hill and Kti were walking quickly in the sky, constantly getting rid of the countless tide-like phantoms behind. Fortunately, as the fourth of the wind and atmosphere, there were few people flying at the speed, and finally they could find a little vitality in this dark tide that drowns everything.

Lorran Hill felt this thin and dry atmosphere, and under its blow, all life seemed to wither.

"Keti, look over there..." A area suddenly passed through her eyes and saw the two familiar figures.

Two witches, one black and one white, were lying around each other on the cold metal ground. They had no breathing or signs of life at this moment. They were just a few minutes apart, but they seemed to have been hundreds of days apart, and their bodies were dry and on the verge of breaking.

A huge wave of fire exploded in the air, briefly separating the dark tide behind, and Loran Hill and Kti fell in front of the two witches.

At this time, the two of them could no longer sense any power, as if the two in front of them were just ordinary girls' corpses.

What did they do with their only remaining power? Even their souls did not survive. Due to the rush of time, the phantoms behind them were still covered layer by layer, making Lorran Hill unable to stay for a long time. She could only take away the seemingly scrapped scarlet gold pocket watch, and then got up again with Keti and flew to the gap that had not yet closed in the air.

In countless phantom pursuits, Loran Hill led Kti to a long detour in this maze of metal and machinery, heading towards the vortex where they came.

Even Loran Hill felt a little overwhelmed after flying in the thin air for a long time. There was not enough oxygen here, and there seemed to be some kind of toxic substance in the atmosphere, but she was good in physique and could resist it for the time being.

But even so, the silver-haired girl is only in sequence 6 now, and she has not reached the level of sequence 9 yet, not to mention that she transforms herself into a flowing wind like Keti turns into a flame. So when she approaches the entrance of the vortex, her consciousness finally becomes tired, and the millions of noisy phantoms around her constantly interfere with her, making her consciousness more and more drowsy.

"Loran..." Kti looked at the girl in front of him with some concern. An orange-red flame cover enveloped the two, making Loran Hill feel a little better.

"Thank you, Keti..." Lolan Hill waved his head to make himself clear. He couldn't rest now, and he had to take the stupid Keti home.

When the black vortex submerged the two of them again, a heavy shackle seemed to be covering their bodies, which was something they had not felt before.

The space-time tunnel is like a river, easy to flow downstream, but when it goes upstream, it will face layers of resistance.

"Uh..." Lorran Hill felt as if he was trapped in the heavy mud.

When the two of them slowed down, the Chaos Phantom behind would not miss this good opportunity. They kept getting closer and gathering like sharks smelling blood. Although the speed was not fast, under the layers of squeeze from their companions behind, they were finally approaching the two witches step by step.

In order to move forward and avoid the phantoms behind, the two of them struggled to pass through the stormy space-time tunnel. Bright flames bloomed, temporarily blocking the twisted figures approaching. Then these phantoms pressed up one after another, endlessly.

As we traveled for a long time, even the flames on Keti's body gradually became dim, swaying like a candle in the wind, with light and darkness uncertain.

Looking at the darkness that was still lightless ahead, Loran Hill's heart began to sink step by step, because she and Kti couldn't hold on for long.

Just as she was gradually exhausted and despair slowly rose in her heart, several red-hot hairs flashed across her face, making her feel a warmth and itchyness. Kerti's red eyes looked at Lolan Hill, and there seemed to be countless words to express, but no sound was made at this moment.

I saw a bright red flower of flame blooming in the dark tide, sweeping countless twisted phantoms, and then a tiny figure shook out from the darkness and rushed towards the door behind the darkness.

Lorran Hill's tight hand was empty, and the girl like flames disappeared, leaving only a little warmth left behind, and a feeling of sadness suddenly surged into her heart.

Anxiety and sadness filled her heart, and then her eyes suddenly lit up, and she finally appeared underground in Mozwa again.

There was still a little dark red light and heat left on the rocks and earth that were baked by Keti before, but at this moment, the flame-like girl was no longer seen by her side.

Her fair fingers pressed against the damp and dirty ground, and the rough gravel rubbed against her palms. Loran Hill gasped violently, breathing the rare air. Even though the phantoms around her kept moving closer and impacting, she had no intention of opening her shield to resist, and the scene just now remained in her mind.

The silver-haired girl looked up and saw layers of phantoms wandering above her head. The exit of the abyss was like a narrow wellhead, with only extremely faint light shining in the gap, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

[This beautiful and cruel world.]

Warm tears passed through his face, taking away some dust and falling into the turbid soil below. As he reached the end of his sadness, Lorran Hill felt an unprecedented calm, calm enough to face and sacrifice everything.

A narrow light curtain was temporarily separated from the phantoms of the outside world. The silver-haired girl knelt on the dirty and dark earth, holding her hands together, and making devout prayers that she had never seen in this life.

A virtual spherical image appeared in front of her. The light golden sphere was like the sun, surrounded by feathers that looked like lotus petals, and the wings were lined with patterns that looked like circuits. The perfect combination of technology and natural style symbolized a certain harmony.

She once again held the fragments obtained from the angel statue in her palm, the fragments of the sun crown.

If everything recorded in the dusk era is true, the Sun Crown, which suppressed the entire Sea of ​​Aegka in the past, may be her last hope.

Even if she cannot awaken the Sun Crown at her heyday, even the remaining one-ten thousand power is enough to make her change everything, reverse the fate of this planet, and save her friend who is in chaos.

The prayer has begun.

The potion that shines with rainbow stars dripped down her palms. This was her past accumulation and the only star power that she could still contact with.

She began to do everything she could to explore possible paths, and the virtual sun in front of her also flowed a high-speed information flow, constantly analyzing the fragment in front of her.

The complex and endless information passes through consciousness, and the shattered magic flashes continue to emerge in the virtual sun, experimenting with ideas.

If the four original soul bodies built the network and formation elements of the Sun Crown with the assistance of the throne, could she reproduce the miracle that was once again?

If there were no four original souls with different shapes and different shapes, then as a changing pure wind, could she split herself into several, and simulate the existence of the other three at that time?

If the road to God's greatness can we repair the network of the past again and connect the silent sun crown?

Many ideas and ideas surged rapidly in the girl's heart, and she began to try it out without hesitation.

....

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In the past, the sky where only white clouds floated gradually dimmed. The illusion that flowed everywhere blocked the light of the sky and spread the shadows everywhere. Countless people ran on the earth in horror and fled to the area that had not yet been eroded.

Layers of dead bodies floated in the sea water, and thousands of snow-white fish belly turned over and over the waves, gradually emitting a rotten odor.

The forests in the mountains dimly withered in the spread of phantoms, and unknown twisted patterns appeared on the withered leaves, and then sprinkled on the gray, black and silent world below.

The crazy monster's eyes were blood red, biting all creatures in front of him. Even if the other party was his own child or his parents, his incomplete body could not allow him to rest in peace. The twisted limbs emitted a strange aura.

It was like a beautiful colorful scroll that was dumped with sewage, and then picked up a rag to smear it randomly. Everything began to become disordered in an orderly manner, and the entire planet began to enter a dark era of entropy increase.
Chapter completed!