Chapter 1157

"Stupid! Do you think you can defeat me with that sad power alone after losing the support of your master? Resistance will only make you suffer more pain!"

While sneering, isorte raised the crystal staff flashing red light and released a powerful flame storm towards the cavalry waiting behind the tyrant.

Boom!

Accompanied by violent explosions and heat waves!

Hundreds of poor people who didn't even know what happened directly turned into black charred corpses, and even screamed.

Of course, to some extent, they are also lucky. At least, unlike those companions who still have half a breath, they fall to the ground and roll and howl desperately, trying to put out the magical flame emitting amazing heat.

Only a few guys with a keen sense of danger, such as Baron kellenster, the most loyal dog leg of the tyrant, directly turned over and dismounted at the moment of the formation of the flame storm, blocked the burning of the flame with his mount, and then took the opportunity to run away from a distance and narrowly escaped.

But even so, this spell still shocked and puzzled many onlookers around.

They couldn't understand why the queen had to arrange such a poor assassination plan with the help of such a powerful caster?

Is there something hidden in it?

But these guys don't know. At the moment, the young queen's heart is also very shocked.

After all, isorte almost never showed his real strength in front of outsiders. Most of the time, he solved problems with the situation of staff and consultants and with rich experience and wisdom.

As an old school caster, he has always believed that magic is the last means to use under compulsion, rather than venting as recklessly as young people, forcing everyone to be afraid of themselves.

In addition to exposing weaknesses, it can't really serve as a deterrent.

Magic should be mysterious!

Only by maintaining a sense of mystery can we win the fear and awe of ordinary people!

If it is necessary to use it, all witnesses must have the illusion that magic is invincible.

In short, it is to use the advantage of asymmetric information to give psychological hints to those who do not understand magic, and force their self-protection mechanism to start. When they see magic, they think of running away at the first time, rather than rushing up to kill dangerous spell casters.

Unfortunately, this little trick was obviously useless to Kelvin.

He glanced at the tragedy of his men with extreme indifference, pretended to be indifferent and said sarcastically: "this is your ability? Raise your feet and step on a group of mole ants who don't even have the ability to resist? Although I don't know what you want to express, it can't scare me."

"Scare you? No, no, no, please don't get me wrong, dear old friend. I killed them because they were in the way. I don't want to be distracted when dealing with you later."

Smelling the burning smell from the air, isorte seemed to have done a trivial thing instead of killing hundreds of living beings.

Because those who stand at a certain height and master this great power and power will never pay attention to the slogan of "life is above everything".

In fact, in their eyes, the bottom people are just a series of cold numbers, a renewable resource and consumable.

This will never change at any time.

"What about now? Why don't you do it now?" Kelvin tried to make the old man lose his mind through language provocation.

He knows better than anyone that isorte is a kind of caster who likes to avoid risks steadily. If he is not sure enough, he will not take the initiative to attack, but will act according to his opponent's reaction first.

Late strike, although it sounds like a loss, it means that there are few mistakes.

And a caster who can't make mistakes is often the most terrible.

"No! He doesn't need to do it! You're mine!"

Just as isorte was about to respond, a woman's voice suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the originally clear sky was covered with dark clouds, as if it had suddenly changed from day to night.

Next second

The goddess in black gauze fell from the sky and appeared in the sight of everyone present with endless dignity.

"Who... Are you?" Kelvin narrowed his eyes and tried carefully.

Because his image and temperament were so different from those of ordinary people, he didn't recognize the dangerous enemy who had this deep hatred with himself.

"Hum! Why, you just destroyed the church I founded. Did you forget it so soon?"

The goddess of darkness walked gracefully through the crowd. Where she passed, many people couldn't help falling on their knees with a plop, and their bodies twitched slightly.

"It's you! Why are you still alive?" Kelvin opened his mouth in surprise.

"Yes! That's the expression! Great! I feel incomparable satisfaction! Blasphemer, today you have to pay for your behavior, which is more terrible than death."

As she spoke, Musa used her supernatural power and began to tear and drag the tyrant's soul.

In just a few seconds, Kelvin felt a kind of heart splitting pain. At the same time, his body seemed to lose control. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move.

"Damn! What did you do to me?" he roared with a ferocious expression.

"Fool! Take a good look at her eyes! She is no longer a mortal, but a true goddess of darkness." isorte finally couldn't help but remind him.

"What? Goddess!"

Kelvin subconsciously looked up and saw a pair of eyes that could not be described in words.

dark!

Endless darkness!

No light at all!

But it was from such a pair of eyes that he actually saw the ugliness of his struggle and despair.

Musa undoubtedly keenly captured the psychological defense line that collapsed in an instant, slightly opened her mouth and read out a word that made everyone's heart beat violently.

"Divine punishment!"

Bang!

Kelvin's body strengthened by magic was torn to pieces by invisible forces on the spot, and didn't hold for a second.

At the same time, his soul kept changing its shape under the squeeze of terror, but only the expression of extreme pain on his face was completely preserved.

No mercy!

No forgiveness!

Some are just endless torture for a moment!

As the literal meaning, divine punishment is the special skill used by God to punish those who offend themselves, an extremely cruel punishment.