Chapter 785

Destruction is often easier than construction, especially when some "disaster" exists, people may realize that the brick and stone houses, relatives and friends, and even the "superheroes" they worship are so fragile, and the environment they think they can sleep in is never "safe".

At this moment, the city of Whitestone has been tottering in front of the first wave of "disaster of extermination", and the law energy leaked from the broken magic chain has swept every inch of space in the "cage" with an unimaginable speed.

Due to the rupture of the basic law of force, the continental shelf, which was still stable in the last second, set off a terrible earthquake of at least 20 magnitude in the next moment. The whole city of Whiterock was thrown down on the ground without any sign. The twisted law energy seemed to become a huge broom, sweeping the whole interior of the mystery to one side, so it was accompanied by the earthquake The deafening roar came at almost the same time as the supernatural disasters that happened all over the city.

Big rocks were turned into ice and exploded out of thin air. Light began to twist and reflect like a flying snake, and even the atomic structure of matter began to collapse.

Even if it's just a slight law distortion for any legendary professional, it's still a terrible disaster at the legendary level. In the face of such a disaster, even a master professional is no different from a baby shivering in a package, because without the means at the legendary level, it's impossible to resist the disaster at the legendary level, the city of Whitestone Not directly falling apart in the first wave of law spills, it's all because of the rune pillars made by a legendary mage himself.

Otherwise, just such a aftershock will be enough to turn the city like a fine art into a powder.

However, even if the overall structure is barely maintained, the bad situation of Baishi city may not get much relief.

Only after a wave swept away, the whole city's population instantly died of more than 99%. Only a very few lucky people survived because they were not directly touched by the law and were not affected by the disaster caused by the distortion of the law. At this time, most of these survivors were still in the same place, and did not know what happened. After all, the law is the most important It's too fast for the fluctuation of the light speed to disperse. The super high speed movement of double the speed of light can't be reflected by the "mole ant" thinking.

Of course, what they see must be more terrifying than what the dead see in the world.

Maybe these people are still working hard to support their families in the last second, maybe the lovers are still holding hands and making love, maybe the children are having lunch with their parents happily, but just in the blink of an eye, the peaceful world before them is collapsing.

The rubble smashed the warm house, the explosion tore the lover's body, the blood on the ground and mud mixed into dirty lumps, the dust mixed with a trace of blood, like a billow of smoke

Such a scene is a terrible hell, and the sudden disaster caught everyone off guard except the three initiators.

And the most terrible, the most sad is more than that, because These survivors will have plenty of time to understand all the tragedies in front of them, because in the second wave, the third wave Before the wave of law came, a shield almost completely made of magic covered the whole city of white stone with a tragic atmosphere close to despair.

Obviously, at the last moment, aztland made a quick move.

In order to catch up with the second "wave" of the first wave of law wave before sweeping Whiterock, the red eyed white robed mage directly used magic to rigidly arrange such a rough protective cover. This absurd way of magic consumption wasted a full third of aztran's magic in one breath, but even so, he still had a good time There is no way to save the beautiful "city of white stone".

At this time, the city is shrouded in the magic shield It's just a ruin about to burst out of despair

"The bleak elegy echoed in the desert,

the dead wind and sand tore the dark eyes,

the haze of shading the sun blew out the bonfire.

The clouds over the night hide the stars

The burning fire from the sky ignites the pain of the soul,

the thorns growing in the bone marrow pierce the despair of the soul,

the flame of anger dances with sadness,

the broken dream finally drives the reason to madness.... "

This is an excerpt from an epic about a king who has lost his country. It describes the feelings of a king who watched his people die one after another in the plague.

At this moment, it is appropriate to use this poem to describe aztland's mood, because his situation is no different from that of the king who lost all his subjects.

Punk's guess is right. Aztland has regarded his "toys" as his family long ago, and this "paradise" constructed by a cage as his "home".For a good camp recluse legend strong man who yearns for emotional comfort, the meaning of "home" and "family" can never be measured by strength or wealth, because from the moment they choose to give up their ambition and keep themselves out of the world, their beautiful feelings are the only thing that can fill their spiritual vacancy.

For example, aztland, who lives in the city of Whiterock No matter whether he deceives himself or degenerates himself, those "family members" created by him have become the indispensable "home" and life in the heart of master Bai Pao. As a legendary professional who hides himself, gives up pursuing progress, or even never plans to leave his small world, aztland does not desire powerful legendary magic or fierce power The only thing he longed for was the sincere emotion that could fill his "empty heart" for a long time.

But now The poor "pale ghost" lost his empty "family" in just one second, and even lost his "perfect home" in his mind

At this moment, every muscle, every blood vessel, even every cell in his body was shaking. Aztland could not even speak. The storm formed by magic stirred the sleeves of the white robed Dharma mage crazily, and the whole sky became turbulent because of his grief and indignation.

Aztland has a good temper. It's not too much to describe him as an "old man", but even as an "old man", he has his own bottom line and "treasures" to stick to.

But sadly, punk and others who intruded into the hermit life of white robed mage for no reason tore all his treasures to pieces How can aztland continue to endure such heartbreaking pain?

So at this moment, the mage who experienced "grief" and "fury" for the first time in his life finally grasped the gray staff in his hand without hesitation, and then flew to the sky with a twisted expression of pain.

So far, a battle between the legendary strong It's going to start after all!

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