Chapter 578

"Clerical war?"

In the messy laboratory, modrian looked up at Jana with a dignified look.

This roulette of fate made him realize that the great power that the system can give is somewhat beyond expectation, but when harvesting power, it is often accompanied by uncertain risks.

"The gods who hope to have the tempest clergy have not yet noticed the existence of Ghana." modrian shook his head gently. He knew that this idea was unrealistic, but now the Valoran collar in the abyss invasion was not ready to open the psychology of divine war.

The restless energy swept over the laboratory, the fate card had been completely dissolved, and the dark green data torrent gradually eliminated the air.

Cana opened her eyes. A few hurricanes and small lightning flashes in her blue pupil. She gently held the staff of thunder storm in front of her, turned into a green bird posture again and landed on modrian's shoulder.

"How's it going?" modrian asked softly, looking at Cana, who was lying quietly.

"It's still digesting, but it feels very good." the green bird blinked his eyes, and his gentle voice echoed in modrian's consciousness, with some pleasure and joy in his tone.

After hearing the speech, modrian remained unmoved and said with a smile, "well, digest it as soon as possible. The territory still needs your protection." he chose to hide some information until Jana digested the power of this harvest.

Put away his thoughts, modrian looked into the messy laboratory, with scattered metal debris piled up in the corner, and some falling magic crystal fragments, like a gravel yard, all over the ground.

Although he has some cleanliness habits, he thinks it's better to wait, because he can't predict what will happen next.

Buzz!

With the light movement of consciousness, a blue card engraved with frost runes floats at the fingertips and rotates slowly.

[fraichrod hero card]!

A special class of designated faction hero cards given by the hero alliance system.

If it were other forces in Valoran, modrian might not treat it as a card, but unlike freldrod, many powerful gods were born in this cruel and ruthless land.

[Ding... Host, do you use freldrod hero card * 1?]

The cold system prompt sounded again. Modrian took a deep breath and looked a little expectant.

[Ding... Congratulations to the host, get the hero card: wallibel!]

Hocha!

Blue lightning appeared out of thin air, and a dark purple thunder card was hidden in the lightning group, with a strong smell of savage blood and a rolling thunder storm that almost turned into an entity.

"Don't destroy crazy ray wallibel!"

Modrian murmured, his vision had been occupied by the thunder storm, and the surging system information was also transmitted to his mind.

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Among the tribes that still follow the old ways, wallibel is a roar of thunder, a rolling thunder storm, and warhale. He is full of strange power, wildness and stubborn perseverance.

But in other people's hearts, Wally bell is barren, a giant bear with thousands of knives and guns, a standing man, a storm of destruction, power and entity.

Wally bell had existed long before mortals walked on the frozen tundra of freldrod. He had unstoppable power and represented the anger of the cruel land itself.

After endless time, Wally bell and his fellow demigods shaped the land and called it voregaard.

In the legend, he fought with the magma Python Lund in an epic battle, forming countless canyons and gullies, and finally defeated the beast. Its blood became the first river on freldrod, and its huge bones formed the feilongbei mountains.

In the era of the ancestors' tribes, Wild Magic surged.

Wallibel is respected and worshipped by everyone, because people need his unruly strength to survive.

The protracted war started again and again. Wally bell would rush to the battlefield with his followers every time. They were wearing battle armor engraved with runes. The caster was his brother, the demigod of the furnace, Orn.

At that time, the brothers were in love with steel and often fought side by side, but ORN was never so eager to fight.

Wallibel was ecstatic in his victory after overcoming difficulties. Later, more and more blood sacrifices were offered to him, and his strength expanded more and more.

After a while, Wally bell gradually alienated himself from his compatriots and became obsessed with their different pursuits.

Even so, there was no real difference between them... Until later new ideas began to replace old beliefs.

The power of the three sisters rose. They wanted to control freldrod and bring order.

The demigods could not agree on how to deal with it.

Several, led by enivia, tend to cooperate with the three sisters, while wallibel and iron mountain pig want to destroy them.

The other demigods intend to ignore it, because these small creatures will die, no exception from generation to generation.

Wallibel's eyes turned to his followers, the extremely savage and cruel bear people. With them, he can beat the three sisters. During the war preparation, he found ORN and asked him to make magic weapons for his soldiers.

But ORN refused.

He disapproved of the ferocity of the bear people, so a battle broke out between the two demigods.

After the fierce battle, Wally bell cursed his brother's name and dropped his Rune armor.

From then on, he only wanted to use fangs, claws, brute force and thunder as weapons. He did not become vulnerable. On the contrary, wallibel found that he released all his strength.

With renewed anger, he challenged one of the three sisters. The woman wanted to steal the power of the demigod for her own use. In front of her whole army, he knocked the woman down and blinded her forever - but he couldn't stop the plot she had already promoted.

Hundreds of years later, although Wally bell fought hard, human tribes abandoned the old gods and began to worship and worship the three sisters.

Many old customs have been forgotten. He saw human tribes hiding behind stone walls rather than facing the harshness of nature. He saw farmers farming on the land and grazing on the pasture, rather than collecting and hunting. He saw that big rivers were blocked by dams and could not run freely.

So he issued a cry of anger. This was not his freldrod. These changes happen slowly - like the movement of glaciers.

But wallibel finally realized that the human tribe had been completely cut off from the wild soul of this land, and they had become cowardly, obedient and weak.

These weak people no longer follow the ancient path and worship the ancient gods.

Anger and determination rumbled in him. He vowed to tear up all traces of human civilization and let freldrod return to the ancient state and return to the real wild nature.

Man will become strong again. He will once again gain the awe of all.

Wallibel's call echoed in the mountains and wilderness in the north, and more and more freldrod people began to respond. Slowly, old habits and old ways are being remembered and followed by people. Whenever new followers join, his power is growing.

A bloody settlement is waiting!

And wallibel is running towards that moment.

......

"Feel the power from the wild!"

Darkness fell and thunder roared.

The calm laboratory was again surging, and endless lightning suddenly appeared, reflecting the curve of destruction in the air.

The doomsday picture gives modrian huge pressure, especially the figure of the terrible giant bear looming in the dark, which is like the return of the ancient gods, threatening barbarism and desolation and impacting people's hearts.

The six pointed star array shines violently, and the purple thunder breaks the air. The giant bear in the dark wants to step out of the darkness and reappear in the world.

Click! Click! Click!

The dilapidated laboratory suffered another devastating blow.

Lightning tore open the dome, the wild breath cracked the wall, and a few strands of alchemical liquid dripped down the outer pipe, burning the ground.

With wallibel's steps.

The solid laboratory was crumbling, and the outside was also affected. Hammerdinger, Giggs, Camille and britz appeared outside the laboratory in no order, looking surprised at the sudden thunder storm.

Even many hykes technology equipment were affected and sent out bursts of electromagnetic explosion.

"I have some regrets." modrian looked at the giant bear in the dark and looked helpless. There was such a big scene when this guy was born.

If it is not stopped, it may completely destroy the laboratory and affect the experimental area on the third floor.

"Jana, try to contact wallibel so that he can restrain a little."

Hearing modrian's words, the green bird on his shoulder opened his eyes. A green wind flickered, like a dancing spirit, quietly integrated into the thunder storm and approached the giant bear.

Perhaps the connection was successful, the sweeping thunder gradually quieted, and the savage and desolate atmosphere converged to the inside of the six pointed star array.

"Wuhu, Wuhu, Wuhu!"

"The smell of Cana? I didn't expect to see you here."

The rough and savage voice roared in the air, and the six pointed star array, which could not be supported for a long time, was directly broken, and Wally Bell's figure stepped out of the darkness in time.

As soon as it appeared, Wally Bell's huge body broke the laboratory dome. The thunder carried by gray hair destroyed all metal fragments. The extremely sharp claw waved and tore open the falling soft alchemy pipe.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Wallibel stepped and shook the ground, bound with gray hair Rune metal in front of him, shaking a few strands of purple lightning.

"Lord, walliber will clear all obstacles for you with the thunder storm!" walliber said dully, standing in front of modrian, and endless blood appeared in his lightning eyes.

Although the heroic alliance system suppresses wallibel's wild and destructive desire when calling him, it is only inhibition, not elimination.

This is the characteristic of immortal thunder walliber and the source of power possessed by the ancient god!

As the thunder storm approached, modrian looked up at wallibel's huge figure and said reluctantly, "shrink a little. I'm afraid you'll destroy the iron glass city when you go out..."

Before the words were finished, he immediately felt a wave of swept life energy emerging in his own body. Even with his legendary strength, he was amazed at the majestic life energy.

And not only is life energy so simple, but also terrible thunder baptizes the body.

Buzz!

Modrian stood up and didn't understand. The [Knight aura: Blood brilliance] roared under his feet, and the flowing blood breath was gradually mixed with wisps of subtle thunder.

With the passage of time, the thunder roared and evaporated a little black fog, making the surging blood power more crystal clear.

At the edge of the halo, the ears of wheat symbolizing victory turned into deep purple lightning. Together with the red pearls embellishing the crown of thorns, they were slowly wrapped by thunder, as if the Dragon beads were huff and puff, releasing the smell of destruction.

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Eilanfaro Empire, the king's capital, the holy city of Lasar.

The crimson evening glow spreads all over the sky, covering the magnificent city that has stood for thousands of years with a golden yarn like cicada wings. A touch of mysterious and ancient colors are matched against each other in the sky.

In the most prosperous central area of the city, a towering white building complex is located, and a quiet and majestic atmosphere envelops the sky.

This is the snow and ice temple, the only temple in the aranfalo empire.

When Jana gently held the staff of thunder storm, in the main hall of the snow and ice temple, the lifelike sculpture of the goddess of snow storm suddenly flashed a few strands of obscure breath, and the head of the hazy statue turned slightly to look at the territory of Valoran's collar.

"Storm priest!?"

"Does anyone want to take the opportunity of the abyss invasion to start a clerical war?"

There was a sudden wind and snow in the uninhabited luxury hall, which slowly covered the ground like goose feather. In a moment, the wind and snow melted again and disappeared.

Finally, only a scroll engraved with the breath of God fell in front of the statue.

Before long, an old man in a snow-white robe opened the door of the hall, crept into the hall, respectfully picked up the scroll with both hands and prayed in a low voice, as if in response to the Oracle left by the goddess of ice and snow storm.