End of the Magic Era

The old beast's left hand covered his chest, which was constantly flowing with blood, and his right hand carried a huge silver battle axe about two meters old. There were four or five gaps in the axe's blade. I didn't know what had broken it. There was still a drop of purple blood on it.

Behind the old beast, however, seemed to be a battlefield, with countless meteorites dragging down long black smoke tails, deafening roar and shouting constantly coming out of the crystal ball.

The face of the old beast is full of exhaustion and the voice is full of exhaustion.

“Later, I'm Lexa, and you can see this image I left behind, so just remember what I'm going to say next.

The power of the Great Demon Lord is too great to resist, to sacrifice countless heroes and people, to kill the Great Demon Lord or even to repress him.

Now that we have reached the last moment, the wrath of the Lord of Satan will burn all the children of the face of wrath to ashes.

We have no choice, for the inheritance of the tribe, for the immortal Orc.

Now, I can only cut off space-time, cut off a small fraction of the space-time in the face of the flame, and use the broken time to suppress the Great Lord of the Flame.

But before the long river of time divides the tributary, the Lord of Wrath will surely escape, so we have no choice, for the inheritance of the tribe, for the face of wrath, for never giving in, for never being a slave to the Orc.

We can only renounce the faith of the Beast God and the inheritance of our ancestors. We can only use our souls to drag down the Lord of Wrath and prevent the Lord of Wrath from escaping.

Son of the Beast God, I hope you will forgive those brave warriors, who are the bravest heroes, who are not afraid of sacrifice, and I have come up with this idea.

As a Shaman, I gave up the teachings of Shaman, and my soul was doomed not to return to the embrace of the earth, so let my soul go to hell with the heroes of those beasts, dragging this goddamn Lord of Fire. ”

Lexa's voice became weaker and weaker, and his face grew pale as blood continued to pour through the huge wound on his chest.

Lexa turned around and flew halfway.

At this point, the whole battlefield appears in the crystal ball.

In the middle of the battlefield, a giant demon covered in black flames, the pitch-black flames black-smoked, torched and distorted the surrounding space, which was constantly burned out into a large hole, and the space was continually shattered.

Kenburn can't see what this giant demon really looks like, he can only see one pair of scarlet eyes.

The devil lord turned around and looked to Lexa, and that fierce look seemed to go straight through the crystal ball and shot out, even if it was just an image, making people feel like their souls were being repressed.

“What a horrible look! Is this the Lord of Wrath? ”

Morgan's pale face shouted in horror.

Lin Yun's magic has a slight disorder. The power of Lord Fury is so powerful that it is beyond imagination. Using only one of the eyes recorded in the image, it actually makes all his magic charms a little unworkable.

The next moment, the angle of the image in the crystal ball changes again, around the Lord of Fire, the earth is filled with dense and numb beasts.

At least millions of Orcs, the mighty ones floating in the middle of the air, have tens of thousands, but now almost all Orcs are wounded.

Strong people in the middle of the sky, most of them very badly injured, some missing an arm, some even missing two legs, and some half of their bodies burned into coke.

But all the beasts, their eyes seemed to burn with flames, and they looked at the great anger lord, and no beast had a hint of fear in his eyes, all hatred and courage.

Lexa drifted halfway through the air, lowering her hand over her chest, slowly raising the broken axe in her hand with both hands, looking at the great demon lord, Lexa's face suddenly turned red, then sighed and yelled.

“Warriors of the Orcs, from this day forward, our souls will no longer be able to integrate into the earth, we will turn away from our faith, we will never be able to face the Son of the Beast God and the Beast God.

We may not even have a chance to go to hell. We may all be rejected by the Orc people later, and we may never be able to face our children again.

From today onwards, in the eyes of the future Orc people, we have been burned to ashes by the evil Lord, we have sacrificed, and none of our achievements can be known or documented.

Even many years from now, we may be sinners, traitors among the beasts.

But do any of you regret it? ”

In an instant, all the beasts lifted their weapons, the flames of the bear burned, the enormous momentum rushed into the sky, the clouds of the sky torn apart.

Every beast roars with a hiss.

“No regrets! Never regret it! ”

“The Orc will never yield! ”

“Kill this stupid demon bastard! ”

Lexahaha laughed, his chest was sprayed with blood, and he didn't care.

“This is our Orc, and this is our blood line.

No mistake, our souls can never rest, even our bodies can turn into filthy dead creatures.

But it doesn't matter, just pull this filthy demon, let this fucking demon stay with us, and suppress this son of a bitch forever, it doesn't matter.

We are not afraid of what the Orcs will think of us in the years to come, they can scold us, they can spit on us, they can disgrace us as Orcs, they can abandon Shamanism as traitors.

I am not afraid of these, but I am afraid that we have no children, no heirs, no children...

I'm not afraid to give up faith, I'm not afraid that my soul will never rest, I'm not afraid to become a filthy dead creature...

I'm just afraid there won't be any Orc people in the future...

So, for the inheritance, for the beast, this stupid, filthy devil, Lord of Fire, go to hell with us! ”

With a roar, Lexa suddenly went mad, and then once, for the second time in a row, Lexa went mad.

Secondary fanaticism, this is the ability that only a handful of legendary heroes of the Orcs can master.

But Lexa ignored it, his armor had crumbled, his body had more than doubled, and that huge wound had collapsed.

Lexa bit her teeth, yelled, a bloody light flashed across her body, and went mad three times...

In an instant, a spider web crack appeared on Lexa, and blood erupted from the cracks like a fountain.

Ho...

With a roar, Lexa unleashed the power of her body once and for all, and on that wrecked axe of war, a rune blossomed brilliantly.

The battle axe fell halfway into the sky. Between now, the whole world was distorted. The earth appeared to have phantoms. The mountains seemed to be shaking. A similar phantom of the mountains moved away...

It seems that the whole world has been split in half by this axe, not in half, but as if the whole world has been split into exactly the same phantom.

The two identical earth slowly separated and seemed to see the land where the army of the Orcs and the Lord of the Flames stood in the void, while the other world, without the army of the Orcs and the Lord of the Devils, was on a continuous journey.

Time seemed to have stopped, the wind stopped blowing, the current stopped flowing, the plants on the earth stopped growing and everything seemed to have stopped.

Time was cut off, the flame surface was long river, there was a turn-off, the body of the flame surface continued to drift along the long river, the axe of Lexa not only cut a small space from the flame surface, but also cut off the time of this small space.

Time stops flowing here, but the flame level is still moving forward. Slowly, the flame level is getting further away from here...

After one blow, Lexa's swollen body seemed to shrink, and suddenly shrunk to its normal size. His whole flesh seemed to disappear, lean bones, deep in the eye socket, and full of death. This was the last breath left, and that blow, not only depleted all his strength, but also all his vitality.

“The Orc never gives in! ”

Lexa fell to the ground and howled with that weak voice.

In an instant, all the animals were holding their weapons and their eyes screamed red.

Lord Fury, who didn't care much, saw that the time here had been cut off, and the flame was getting farther and farther away with the time, and suddenly he yelled.

The pitch-black flames surged, like a huge mass of fire thousands of meters high, and the surrounding space was torched and large holes of space were burned out.

The Lord of Wrath outstretches his claws and tries to tear this space apart in search of the flame that slowly drifts away over time.

But at this time, tens of thousands of powerful men floating in the sky, all armed, did not hesitate to stab themselves in the heart.

In an instant, the sky turned bloody, infinite blood spread, rapidly wrapped the entire world, and the blood of the powerful flew automatically to the sky, forming a vast alchemy matrix of blood.

A corpse fell from the sky and had not yet landed on the earth. The corpse had become a dry corpse. After the blood had passed away, a translucent soul flew out of the body with an unprecedented conviction and took the initiative towards the sky.

All the mighty ones killed themselves, and the millions of Orcs, all red-eyed, did the same thing.

The Orc Wind Knight in the sky stabbed the quenching spear hard into his heart, sprayed blood into the sky, and his soul flew out.

Those bipedal dragons, screaming constantly, watching their owners all commit suicide, tens of thousands of bipedal dragons together, then all rushed down to the ground, tens of thousands of bipedal dragons, like a black rain, one after the other hit the ground, one after the other crashed to death there to martyr...