indianbanksassociation Chapter 120 Isn’t it common sense that there are five of the Four Horsemen of Disaster?
Chapter 120 Isn’t it common sense that there are five of the Four Horsemen of Disaster?
Chapter 120: 120. Isn't it common knowledge that there are five Horsemen of the Apocalypse?
When the iron golem's iron fist landed on the mind flayers, they finally understood what a locomotive collision was.
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Just like the mind flayers who were dealt with by the iron golems on the Winged-folk battlefield.
They also easily bid farewell to their limbs.
One punch, and the head flew off.
One punch, and the body was gone.
One punch, and several mind flayers were skewered.
As the main demon army of the Domain of Pride, they seemed no different from the mind flayers of the past when facing the iron golems.
Even Lyal, who had now advanced to elite knight, wouldn't dare to withstand a punch from an iron golem head-on.
The demons were strong, but not to the extent that 300,000 troops were all elite knights or above, right?
If anything, it was probably that they were more thick-skinned.
One mind flayer above the level of elite knight attacked the iron golem, successfully causing a crack to appear on its body.
But then...
Half of his head was gone.
In Markov's opinion, this guy was quite resistant.
After all, many mind flayers weaker than him would have their heads directly blown off by this punch.
This mind flayer at least had half a head left.
Although...
This only made his death even more tragic.
Faced with the charge of the mind flayer army, the thousands of iron golems, accompanied by Markov and the others' pinpoint artillery bombardments,
Forcefully went against the tide and killed towards the rear of the army.
The situation was excellent, and there were no mind flayers near Markov and the others.
But Markov was not at ease, the iron golems were strong, but not invincible war gods.
After all, there were hundreds of thousands of troops on the other side.
In the final analysis, this was just delaying time.
In this battle situation, if they wanted to win, they would either need to create over ten thousand iron golems.
But right now, the resources were almost exhausted, and there was no way to go down and collect the iron ingot resources dropped by these iron golems.
Or...
Get rid of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and free up Liliaes and the others to deal with the mind flayers!
Markov made up his mind and said in a deep voice:
"Uriel, you and Fishley go help the Elf Queen and the others!"
"And those three dragons! We can't let them be controlled!"
"Take the last alchemical potions over there!"
Uriel and Fishley were not indecisive people.
With the TNT replicator and the iron golem army, Markov and the others' defense was still solid.
The top priority was to influence the high-level battlefield, otherwise if something happened to Liliaes and the others, who were the most capable fighters, and the dragons were also controlled,
The TNT and iron golems would be useless.
The two took all the resources and flew into the sky.
Markov took a deep breath, looked at Harlan and the others, and pretended to be relaxed:
"A contest?"
"What?"
Markov aimed at the most densely populated area of mind flayers and fired a shot, grinning.
"Let's see who kills the most mind flayers before His Holiness the Pope arrives!"
Flashes of TNT streaked across the sky.
The mind flayers looked at the TNT heading straight for them and were immediately terrified.
In this short period of time, TNT had become their most feared weapon.
But fear was useless.
As the TNT bloomed with holy and brilliant white light, hundreds more dirty mind flayers were purified by the dawn.
...
In the air.
Roc outside the Ring of Calamity was still trying his best to attack, but the Ring of Calamity, which was now deeply rooted and knotted, was not so easily broken.
Roc became more and more anxious, and the movements in his hands gradually became disordered.
Various powerful attack spells landed on the Ring of Calamity, but they didn't cause any ripples.
"Roc! Go save the dragons! We can't let them be controlled!"
Liliaes, who was struggling to resist within the Ring of Calamity, raised her head and shouted.
Roc bit his lip and said in a deep voice:
"No! The elves cannot lose their Queen!"
"Don't worry about me! Save the dragons! Take Fishley to the Church of the Aurora!"
Liliaes was distracted, and another wound was added to her body.
Roc was silent, but the movements in his hands became more and more fierce.
"Roc! Hurry!"
Liliaes gasped for breath, dodging the War Knight's trampling.
"In the name of the Queen! I order you! Take Fishley and the others away!"
Roc's movements paused, and his face showed a struggle.
Before he could respond, Fishley's voice rang out.
"Your Majesty the Queen! Grandpa Roc! I'm here to help you!"
"Fishley?!"
Roc was shocked and said anxiously:
"The Church of the Aurora's army..."
"Don't worry! The Aurora has descended a miracle! Now is our time to counterattack!"
Hearing this, Roc hurriedly looked back, the continuous explosions, the charge of the iron golems.
The scene of Markov and the others standing still on the high platform but forcibly pressing hundreds of thousands of mind flayers to slaughter them came into view.
Was this the miracle of the Aurora?
Letting more than a thousand people slaughter hundreds of thousands of powerful mind flayers?
Roc didn't have time to think, but there was a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"Fishley! Hurry! Ask the Aurora to break the Ring of Calamity!"
Fishley's brain worked rapidly.
The Ring of Calamity had only been broken once in history, and that was when the Dwarf Clan Chief was trapped, and it was Liliaes and the Dragon Clan Elder who jointly resolved it.
Strictly speaking, the barrier of this thing was not magic at all, but a curse.
It fused the four curse powers of disaster, war, plague, and death.
And right now, Liliaes, who was the best at breaking curses, was trapped inside.
How could she...
"Wait! Curse! It's a curse!"
Fishley was overjoyed and hurriedly turned to look at Uriel.
"Captain Uriel, do you have milk?"
Uriel didn't say a word, but took out the splash regeneration potion and milk.
Fishley took it and threw it to Roc, shouting.
"Grandpa Roc, throw it!"
Hearing this, Roc was stunned, but he didn't have time to react, and quickly smashed these things onto the Ring of Calamity.
At this moment, the Ring of Calamity, which neither he nor Liliaes had been able to shake no matter how hard they tried, actually began to collapse like ice and snow melting.
The Ring of Calamity was a condensation of the power of the curse, and once it was established, it was indestructible.
The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse were also undead creatures refined by the King of Pride to carry power.
Wasn't this a coincidence?
MC milk's ability to remove negative effects was at the conceptual level.
And splash recovery potions were a special attack against undead creatures!
It just so happened that these two things were also blessed with MC's unreasonable concept of forcibly acting regardless of the difference in levels...
The ancient tree of life could recover by drinking a bucket of milk.
Ian's powerful Steve physique would still have a significant improvement when taking alchemical potions in the Roderick Continent.
A mere Ring of Calamity and Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse...
When the splash potion fell like rain, Liliaes's almost exhausted magic power instantly recovered a bit, and even the injuries were visibly restored.
But for the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, it was a complete poison.
The indestructible magic armor was instantly eroded with several large holes the moment it touched the recovery potion, revealing the dark and dry bodies of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
The charging momentum of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse paused, and they couldn't help but roar in pain.
The Ring of Calamity was crumbling.
Seeing this, Roc was overjoyed, and the movements in his hands became faster and faster.
"Aurora bless! Aurora bless!"
While throwing potions and milk, Roc shouted repeatedly in his heart.
Seeing that the Ring of Calamity was about to be broken, Uriel said in a deep voice:
"I'm going to save the dragons, they can't have an accident here!"
"Fishley, remember, what you have in your hands is the Undying Totem given by the Aurora, as long as you hold it in your hand, you can be immune to death once!"
"Be sure to hold it tight!"
Hearing this, Roc and Fishley's hearts were shocked, they didn't have time to think, they could only nod heavily.
Uriel pulled out a sonic boom and flew towards the struggling and weakening dragons on the ground.
Splash recovery potion in hand.
Looking at the scarlet magic circle on the ground, Uriel's mind seemed to return to the days of the Fallen Wings in the Winged-folk Clan.
His eyes instantly filled with blood and scarlet, and he roared out with unimaginable hatred.
"Damn mind flayers!"
"Die!!!"
...
Above the sky, the Ring of Calamity was already covered with broken cracks.
The charge of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse had also come to a halt. At this moment, they were barely maintaining their formation, dodging the raindrops of alchemical potions.
But contrary to them, Liliais was constantly devouring the milk and alchemical potions falling from the sky, and her momentum gradually became more and more condensed.
Fishley glanced at Liliais, then took out another bottle of potion.
"Grandpa Rock, splash-type strength potion!"
Rock instantly understood and, taking the potion, shouted loudly.
"Your Majesty, catch!"
The strength potion cut through the void and collided with the Ring of Calamity.
Liliais leaped up and received all the potion.
In the next moment, a hint of astonishment flashed across her delicate face.
This was not the recovery potion she had imagined, but…
Feeling the power and magic within her suddenly surging and boiling at this moment, Liliais felt that she could slap the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse to death.
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"This is the power of the Dawn!"
Liliais grabbed her staff in surprise and nodded to Rock and Fishley outside the Ring of Calamity.
In the next moment, she raised her staff high with both hands, pouring into it the strongest power and magic of her life.
The space was faintly distorted.
For a powerhouse of Liliais's level, the strength potion was not just icing on the cake.
At this moment, she had crossed the barrier and reached a new height.
A flash of inspiration flashed through her mind.
Liliais bit her silver teeth, and the power of nature turned into flames, enveloping her.
"This is… the blessing of the Holy Dawn!"
"Offer praise to the God of Dawn!"
The staff slammed down, its tip landing on the core of the Ring of Calamity.
The world became extremely quiet at this instant.
The next second, the Ring of Calamity burst and shattered without warning, and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse were also blasted away by the surging and mighty power of nature.
Before they could stabilize themselves, Fishley threw a speed potion at Liliais.
Her figure flickered like lightning before the Scourge Knight.
The staff condensed with an almost materialized magic bond, and Liliais seemed to have transformed into a Valkyrie.
"Repent to the Dawn! Filthy vermin!"
The boiling power ignited Liliais, the usually calm and composed Elf Queen.
With one blow, the atmosphere was instantly evacuated.
The Scourge Knight was blasted away without any resistance, along with the Plague Knight, who was also knocked into the depths of the earth.
Liliais did not stop, flashing to the middle of the War Knight and the Death Knight like a teleport.
The green tendrils emanating from the staff tightly entangled the two knights.
The indestructible magical armor also emitted a harsh cracking sound.
Shrinking violently, the two Horsemen of the Apocalypse crashed into each other and were thrown by Liliais into the depths of the earth.
The earth-shattering explosion also buried countless Mind Flayers.
In the distance, the walls of Bilka Royal City also collapsed in the aftermath.
"Your Majesty! How are you?"
Rock and Fishley hurried forward.
Liliais took several deep breaths, trying to calm down the excitement brought about by this sudden surge of power.
After a long time, Liliais raised her staff and aimed it at the earth.
"Dawn is above…"
Squinting slightly, Liliais's lips curled into a moving smile.
"I am now… terrifyingly strong!"
The surging pillar of natural light plunged into the earth like divine punishment, as if the earth dragon had turned over, and the entire battlefield was overturned by her.
But immediately afterward, three unparalleled angry roars rang out again.
"Demonic scum! Die!!!"
The three giant dragons, who had almost been controlled, flapped their wings and flew high with angry flames.
Dragon breath and dragon language magic bombarded with all their might, and the Mind Flayer army on the ground, which had already been reduced to only a hundred thousand, was under this terrifying attack.
The number sharply decreased.
But this was not over yet!
A dazzling pillar of light soared into the sky from the platform where Markov and others were.
Invisible ripples swept across Fishley and others.
Liliais's power, which was already on another level, soared again.
"It's the Dawn's Gaze! A Dawn miracle that can greatly amplify the strength of all friendly forces!"
Fishley was overjoyed and quickly handed Liliais an Undying Totem.
"Your Majesty! Quick! This is the Undying Totem bestowed by the Dawn, which can grant immunity from death once!"
"Combined with the miracle of the Dawn's Gaze! We will definitely be able to wipe out these damned Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse today!"
Liliais's eyes trembled, and she took the Undying Totem and clenched it in her palm.
"Dawn be with us!"
The staff was raised high again.
The three dragons, who had vented their anger, also took advantage of the amplification to aim their spears at the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, who had emerged from the ground and were already seriously injured.
Liliais, the three dragons, Rock, and Fishley.
Six dazzling pillars of light converged into one, and gradually, the color unified into the pure white symbolizing the sacredness of the Dawn.
"You have wreaked havoc for so many years, and it is time to pay the price!"
Liliais took a deep breath and thrust out her staff.
"This is…"
"The Dawn's judgment on you!"
The pillar of light sank like a meteor, and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse were completely unable to move their bodies.
Just as the light of judgment was about to devour them.
An abyss tore through space under Liliais's and the others' noses.
Accompanied by a pair of pure black and massive wings.
The light of judgment was received by the newcomer.
The wings shook vigorously, and a violent shout reverberated in all directions.
The light of judgment was forcibly turned to the sky.
This blow had probably already broken through the world.
The Black-Winged Man staggered back a few steps and finally stood still.
Only his hands were scalding hot and trembling slightly.
It seemed that he was not easy to take this move.
Liliais and the others were stunned. The Black-Winged Man in front of them had an arrogant expression and looked quite handsome, not at all like a demon.
On the contrary…
Liliais and the others glanced at Uriel, who had a shocked expression on his face.
This person looked more like a Winged Human!
The battlefield fell silent, but this silence was broken by the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse kneeling on one knee and bowing their heads to the Black-Winged Man.
"Greetings, Fallen Knight!"
Fishley's body swayed.
"Fallen Knight… The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, there are actually five?!"
Liliais stepped forward, protecting Fishley behind her, and looked at the Black-Winged Man with a solemn expression.
This guy was not ordinary.
Not to mention being able to withstand the outrageous blow just now, his aura was condensed to the extreme.
Faintly, Liliais had a feeling of facing the King of Pride.
The Domain of Pride, when did such a terrifying guy appear?
The Black-Winged Man stood with his hands behind his back, staring straight at Liliais.
After a long time, he said in a strange tone:
"God-level? When can the Rodri Continent give birth to a God-level?"
Markov in the distance was moved and remembered the word "God-level" in his heart.
The magic and knight system of the demons is indeed more complete than the Rodri Continent!
Liliais looked at the Black-Winged Man with a solemn expression.
After a moment, a look of understanding appeared in the Black-Winged Man's eyes.
"So that's how it is… A pseudo-god whose power and law are not solidified…"
Finally, Liliais spoke.
Clenching the Undying Totem, she asked Rock to replenish a few bottles of potions.
"Who are you!"
The Black-Winged Man did not answer, but put his eyes on Uriel.
A trace of memory flashed in his eyes, and after a long time, he raised his hand and slowly pointed to Uriel.
"You should call me Great-Grandfather…"
"Bullshit! I don't have any demon ancestors!"
Uriel seemed to understand something and gritted his teeth:
"You are the bastard who wronged the Winged Humans! The demon encirclement of the Winged Humans not long ago was also done by you!"
The Black-Winged Man did not refute and still looked at Uriel with a calm expression.
"You are as stubborn as your great-grandfather…"
"Stubborn people are destined to have no connection with power and life."
After saying that, the Black-Winged Man ignored Uriel and turned to look at Liliais.
"Fallen Knight under the King of Pride."
"Belial · Betareo."