Volume 11: The Cursed Hammer Witch Chapter 32: Deep Surge
As a standard planet suitable for human habitation, the world's oceans occupy 70% of the planet's total surface area.
Compared to those planetary consciousnesses that like to toss around, such as those worlds that directly become flat, or those worlds with countless celestial spheres hanging around and intersecting with each other, or those worlds that have no entity at all, only the atmosphere and the center of the earth, the planet created by this planetary consciousness is undoubtedly very standard.
It has a standard lithosphere, an ocean structure, a continental shelf, normal crustal movement, and a normal ecological circulation system. In addition to the magic suppression system wrapped inside and outside, the entire planet can be said to be a very standard template planet. It will not be too crazy, nor will it be lifeless. This makes him very easy to fool, just like now, he can be easily sent away by some messy means.
But the fact that the planet itself is easy to fool does not mean that the creatures on the planet are easy to fool.
However, just because the creatures on the planet are not easy to fool does not mean that they are difficult to kill. This is not an interconnected logical chain.
As the sky became increasingly white, fiery meteors continued to fall from the sky and hit the ground. Angular and shining buildings stood on the earth along with the broken fragments and shells, making bursts of buzzing sounds and rippling white light as if in resonance around them. No matter whether it was the humans who were stubbornly resisting the plague or the elves who were being burned by the flames, they all felt an uncontrollable fear and trembling.
With the fall of the border province and the inexplicable light brought by the big star that fell from the sky, the entire plague rolled and grew in a geometric manner on the plain. The army had no way to contain it, and the people didn't even know what was happening. Even the top bureaucrats were completely in the dark about this situation. After all, the whole situation had not lasted more than 48 hours, and some city-states were destroyed before they could even establish basic resistance. The holy city, which advocated the so-called truth and opened the door to the holy light, was also surrounded by a group of heavily armored soldiers.
The pope, who claimed to be the successor of holy light, said he submitted to these stars that fell from the sky, but what he received was only a handful of blazing holy light. The light that could discern people's hearts quickly burned the old monster pope who had awakened the second stage of magic power and was hidden deep in this planet into charcoal, and then flew towards the bishops like radiation.
The forty-two bishops who claimed to be the glory were burned to carbon powder almost at the same time. Only two bishops who had always been opposed to blood sacrifice survived with confused looks on their faces, and then looked in astonishment at the group of warriors who began to drop holy light bombs and holy flames into the city.
The fire that tortured people's hearts gradually rose in the pure white holy city, dragging everything into the torture of the dualism of good and evil. People with good intentions were at a loss in the light, while those who were full of malice and deception would be corroded and burned by the holy flame. The entire battle lasted less than 30 minutes, and the holy light burned one-third of the population in the city into charcoal. Although the remaining people were angry, they were powerless to stop the Holy Light Army from moving in.
Also undergoing the test is the kingdom underground.
The underground kingdom was gradually burning as the air was sanctified. The eyeless underground people wailed as they looked at the world full of white light. These monsters, which were more like reptiles than humans, followed the ancient and cruel system, but now they paid the price for their cold-bloodedness. Only a few civilians could survive in the sanctified air. These clever underground people soon raised the banner of rebellion against the slave owners who used to show off their power. One after another, small and unstructured resistance organizations emerged from the underground, and then quickly occupied every corner of the underground city like a wildfire.
Those seemingly magnificent and tall underground blood pools were destroyed, and the demons still soaked in blood were dragged out and killed. The sanctified air ignited every rotten corner. The priests who controlled the plague and disaster tried in vain to defeat the rebellious fry, but because the air had been sanctified, they could not even use their magic power. They could only use the power in their hands and the little magic power left to resist the sanctification in vain, so as not to let themselves be ignited into a ball of ashes by the holy air. However, their efforts were only the difference between a villain turning into a villain who was killed, or a villain who was burned to death. There was no other possibility. Once the rebellion was set off, the consequences would always be catastrophic.
All the relevant air circulation places have been occupied by the Holy Light Warriors. One by one, air converters and holy water were put in, and then turned into clouds emitting golden light and began to baptize indiscriminately along the underground air circulation track. As long as it exists, the sanctified air cannot be removed.
With continuous injection and blowing, the sanctified air gradually filled every corner of the underground, completely destroying the original order.
"What happened? What happened?!"
The hibernator hurriedly ran out of the palace. The great emperor of the underground people looked blankly at the capital city that was in chaos.
The capital city he was so proud of was engulfed in flames in the short time he was asleep. Slaves roared in the white-gold mist, angrily killing the priests who had killed their relatives and children, and then threw them into the mist and burned them into charcoal. All the sacrificial sites were engulfed in flames.
The emperor who had just woken up from hibernation roared angrily at this scene, intending to use his magic to tear all the rebels to pieces. However, as soon as he activated his magic, the white-gold mist rushed up like a hound seeing its prey, and fiercely crashed into the body of the underground emperor. Then, with the flow of his magic, it rotated in every corner of his body. He let out a wail within a few minutes, and was discovered by the leader of the rebels, and a spear pierced his heart.
"We knew this day would come..."
And when this scene happened, a creature that had been existing in the deep ocean slowly opened its eyes.
