Chapter 370

All on the battlefield heard the announcement like a decaying bell.

A new realm is forming, and the rules belonging to the class of newborn gods have been established.

With the sound of Wilde's voice, everyone can clearly feel that the invisible ether is sweeping like a wave, and the whole world seems to be deconstructed again, completely becoming the embodiment of someone's will.

The extraordinary people in it can feel uncontrollable fear and trembling in an instant, surpassing their own thoughts and will, and the irresistible, instinctive desire to survive makes them run away.

Whether it was the knights of the Secret Ritual Tower or the believers of the Corpse Eater, they were all fleeing.

But how could they catch up with the speed of the god-level domain? The next moment, invisible ripples followed closely. Everything that was swept was solidified first, and then turned into black debris and returned to nothingness, crushed by the rules, completely Disappeared in this world.

Nothing lasts forever.

The end of all things is death and disappearance.

This is - the end.

The twisted giant that Wilde turned into covered the sky and covered the sun, let out an inhuman roar in the blizzard, and crushed Joseph in front with unstoppable rules.

"Do not--"

Melissa, who was shocked by the sudden change in the mystery of the real birth moment of the god class, knelt on the ground, dragged her blood-soaked body, opened her eyes wide and let out a desperate cry.

Her pale little face was stained with blood, the thick gunpowder smoke blew the red hair on her forehead, and her blue eyes watched her father being swallowed by darkness, trying to stand up with a sword, But slipped and fell to the ground helplessly.

The surviving knights all around were equally dazed and desperate.

Suddenly, a corpse eater who had escaped the influence noticed Melissa, and rushed towards her staggeringly.

Melissa just sat there blankly.

"Melissa, what are you doing, get out of the way!"

Winston's furious roar rang in his ears. He pulled Melissa aside and threw the believer's head off with his sword.

The dead bodies dissolved on the ground and became Wilde's nourishment again.

Looking at the scene, Winston suddenly lost his strength.

But when he saw Melissa next to him, he immediately pulled himself together, walked over to help the fainted girl, and quickly evacuated further back.

The area covered by the final domain is dead silent, there is no longer the flames of previous confrontation, and even the flow of air is stagnant to lifeless, and the dream enchantment formed by the second batch of dream machines is being strengthened at the rear, but everyone knows... This is already futile.

When Wilde killed Joseph completely, the expanded domain would swallow them all.

The snow is getting heavier.

The snow that fluttered like goose feathers was blown up by the wind, and the cold and desperate breath was sucked into Winston's lungs. Such a law was almost impossible to break, and Winston couldn't think of any way to support Joseph.

Wilde regards himself as the law. Wherever his eyes go, all things are reduced to chaotic and inanimate matter that cannot be touched and felt.

Unable to be heard, seen, or felt, the end of everything, the end of everything is the final entropy!

Wilde's ability is complete, no other sacrificial ceremonies are needed, and the believers of the Corpse Eater actually don't need to go on and on to die, but the remaining believers are inspired by the birth of the god-level priests and become stronger. The few remaining defensive lines are almost unable to support.

Winston gritted his teeth, and kept pressing the communicator with trembling hands...

Up to now, the only thing he can believe is that extremely vague sentence.

Greg said, he said that Mr. Lin would not watch Joseph fail, he said that the final victory belonged to Joseph!

Winston's hand that even pressed the communicator began to slip. Only then did he realize that his hand was already sweating from tension, and he even pressed the wrong button several times in succession.

"Beep—"

The communicator finally connected.

...

"Ok?"

Greg, who was absent-minded at the banquet, felt the vibration of the communicator in his arms, and his heart skipped a beat. It was agreed that he would provide the information. How long has it been since the last call? Why did Winston take the initiative to call?

Did something happen?

He stood up, ready to find a corner away from Charlotte and Fitch to talk again.

At the same time, Charlotte shook her body slightly, and then looked at Greg's back meaningfully: "It seems that this chess game is finally coming to a conclusion."

Greg turned to the corner of the banquet and pulled out the communicator.

"Section Chief Winston, what's the matter? Is there any question you want to ask me?"

Greg asked quietly.

This time, Winston's side was no longer noisy and killing, but so quiet that it was unbelievable, so quiet that it was like dead silence...

An ominous premonition suddenly emerged, and Greg's heart sank.

"Greg."

Winston's hoarse and sluggish voice came from the communicator, and he said with difficulty: "Wilde... is one step ahead, and has mastered the law called 'Final Yan'..."

Greg almost crushed the communicator, and there was a buzzing in his head, but he didn't hear anything from behind.

...

Winston held the communicator and watched the battle in the distance. Joseph, who had been firmly in the upper hand, was now on the battlefield. The situation on the battlefield has plummeted.

Joseph condensed a huge wall of radiant ether to block those strange and dead substances like black mist with the law of finality.

But the moment Joseph's ether came into contact with the law, it vanished into nothingness.

Even the ether has an end.

The etheric energy in Joseph's body is limited, and once the ether is exhausted, it will be Joseph at the end of the contact.

The great glorious knight retreated steadily, but when he looked back at himself, at Nuo Jin behind him, and... and his daughter, he once again condensed a powerful wall of etheric light.

This time, what he consumes is no longer the external ether, but the burning of his own vitality.

Only the vitality of the gods can resist the laws of the gods.

"Joseph..." Winston meditated on the name of his old friend, clenched his fists, and said to Greg on the other end of the address book in a calm voice: "The situation has suddenly changed, and my personal identity is not the Tower of Secret Rites. , but me personally, please help me to seek help from Mr. Lin immediately, what temptations, what observations... all go to death."

He suddenly felt his eyes a little sore: "Anything is fine... no matter what price I have to pay, I just hope that he can pay a little attention here... to my comrade-in-arms Joseph."

Greg heard Winston's calm and desperate voice, and the communicator fell to the ground in a daze——

The clatter of the communicator on the ground awakened Greg instantly.

Boss Lin, yes, Boss Lin!

He must be able to save the teacher! He said so!

"Boss Lin, Boss Lin! I'm going right away! You wait!" Greg rushed out from the corner regardless of etiquette, caught a waiter with red eyes and asked where the side hall was.

The nobles at the banquet cast strange glances at the noble boy who suddenly lost his composure.

Charlotte looked at Greg's anxious look and smiled happily.

Although she had no way of knowing the situation of the battle, as a believer who witnessed the teachings, she was naturally connected with Wilde as a priest, and becoming a god-level priest gave her some inspiration.

But now, just looking at Greg's appearance, she knew that Wilde was one step ahead of Joseph.

"Get out of the way!" Greg pushed away the servant who came over to ask, "Get out of the way, I want to see Boss Lin!"

Greg asked around like a chicken without a head, but these servants either didn't know anything, or told him that he couldn't go to the side hall unless he was invited, or persuaded him to calm down.

How can I calm down!

Greg shouted frantically in his heart, and finally saw the butler in the corridor who came to invite Lin Jie to the side hall. He rushed to grab the butler, and shouted:

"Where's Boss Lin?! I have something important to ask him! Where did you take him?!"

The butler looked confused, but remained calm, and said as patiently as possible: "I'm sorry, Mr. Greg, Mr. Lin will have dinner with our master and lady again, please..."

Greg instantly chanted a spell, summoned his sacrificial knife, put it on the butler's neck, gritted his teeth and whispered in a hysterical voice: "Tell me, where is the side hall, take me there!"

"Yes Yes……"

Cold sweat broke out on the butler's forehead, and he said, "I'll take you there right away, the side hall is here..."

But in fact, his hand behind his back was ready to take out the siren...

But before he finished speaking, Greg chanted the mantra for the second time, his eyes burst into a psychedelic brilliance, which directly caused the butler to lose consciousness, put his hands down in a daze, and said, "Please follow me."

Greg led the butler all the way to the door of the side hall, and the latter said, "It's right here..."

Before the butler could finish speaking, Greg pushed him away and rushed directly into the side hall—the sturdy door was knocked open by the young apprentice knight.

Behind him came the chaotic voices of the guards and attendants of the manor who noticed something strange and rushed over.

——Lin Jie, who was reaching out to fiddle with the clock, came into Greg's eyes.

...

Winston hung up the phone, looked at Joseph who was constantly consuming his own life, and the few remaining knights, defied the instructions of the Secret Ritual Tower to continue to stand firm, and issued the last instruction——

"Everyone—evacuate! Save your life!"

By now, he was no longer able to inspire anyone.

Wilde's abilities are unsolvable.

He, or as he is called, can cause all things to be accelerated in an instant to the end—that is, to utter oblivion.

In this case, unless it is a god-level shot, these people are just dying.

Hearing the knight commander's order, the desperate knights looked at each other, and although they hesitated to speak, they finally chose to leave.

In fact, they have already understood that Joseph, who has not obtained the power of rules, is no longer able to resist Wilde's offensive. At this time, he is only burning his life to protect the remaining combat power of the Secret Ritual Tower.

They supported each other and quickly left the battlefield.

Winston was in a daze with a communicator among the retrograde crowd.

After a long time, he turned around and looked at Nuo Jin shrouded in the harsh winter, stepped on the snow, walked slowly towards the awakened girl, knelt down and said softly: "Melissa, your father... is a true hero .”