Chapter 1190 Sun God: Where Is My Legend? Where Is Such a Big Legend Like Me? (10,000 Rewards Plus 1 Update)

Bright light like never seen before.

Heat like never before.

Governor Martinez held the sword tightly in his hand, and every knuckle turned pale. He took a deep breath, letting the hot air rush into his lungs and burning his internal organs without hesitation;

Let the raging war energy flow around the body, igniting every bone, every muscle, every tiny part of the body... Oh, those damn pagans seem to call those things "cells"...

But that's not important. The important thing is that I would rather push myself to the limit, push myself to the limit, and burn myself out than to take advantage of that false god!

"It's just a false god!" He roared in his heart:

"Seize the power of light and heat, pretend to be the sun god, and seduce the people of the great Lord of Glory!"

"The devil who wants to kill his own people and enjoy the blood sacrifice!"

"The light and heat of the Lord of Glory are much stronger than those fabricated by you!!!"

He fought to the death at all costs. A legendary warrior fought with all his strength, and even channeled the Holy Power of the Lord of Glory with all his strength, letting it burn blazingly in his body. The power that burst out was so powerful——

Even if the sun was scorching, making him shed tears, burning his hair and beard with sparks, and even causing severe pain on his skin and the smell of barbecue...

But don't be afraid!

I am not even afraid of death anymore, who else should I be afraid of! ! !

He grasped the sword tightly and fell towards the sun, while swinging the sword with all his strength. The first sword, the second sword, the third sword...

Soar, dodge, attack. Delay time! Delay time! For Archbishop Bartolome, for the Viceroyalty, and for the Holy Lord of Glory, buy as much time as possible!

Then, he saw a bright spot rising in front of him, surpassing all the brilliance in the world.

"It's so bright...is this the sun...I have never seen such a bright light..."

The white light spot suddenly expanded. Swelling, swelling, a bright light that has never been seen before, covering all the colors in the world.

At the moment when he lost his sight and was about to lose consciousness, Governor Martinez thought blankly:

"Will the Lord of Glory... possess, or control, such a strong light..."

He had no time to think more. After the strong light, the fireball expanded rapidly, and the immeasurable heat accompanying the immeasurable brilliance engulfed him in an instant.

If it is a legendary magician who is full of energy, fully prepared, and distances himself, he may be able to resist for a while. However, for a legendary warrior who is extremely exhausted and the distance from the explosive heart is also extremely close. …

Hair, skin, muscles, internal organs, blood, bones, even souls. In an instant, it was shattered into pieces by the impact, and was reduced to nothing in the earth-shattering explosion.

“My food!!!”

Viracocha, the sun god, let out a miserable howl. His prisoner!

His food!

Such a big legendary warrior!

It’s already on your lips! There was such a booming sound, and suddenly, there was nothing!

Moreover, it hurts... it really hurts... it hurts, it hurts, it hurts... impact, burning, tearing... Why, the explosions ignited by these ores were completely different from the explosions he encountered in the elven secret realm. Not the same thing!

This is...the moment he gained consciousness and opened his eyes to the world, the round he saw was a fireball as bright as a thousand suns...

do not care!

If you didn’t get it in your mouth this time, you must get it in your mouth next time! When you finish eating, eat this fireball slowly to absorb all the huge light and heat!

The sun god Viracocha focused all his attention on the remaining legend. As luck would have it, the legendary priest hasn't been completely burned yet, with half of it still tumbling in the air——

Although it's a little burnt, a little broken, and a little wilted, and the legendary priest's body is not strong, it's not as delicious as the legendary warrior, but at least it can still be eaten!

The sun's disk rotates, and the head of the bag falls down.

He got a mess...a mess. There is no firm belief, no belief resonates with spiritual power, spiritual power resonates with blood, burning to the extreme abundance, and even no emotion strong enough to summon the gods...

Joy, sadness, gratitude, anger, fear, determination, sacrifice...

Nothing at all! The moment the sun erupted and enveloped the legendary priest, the sun god Viracocha only sensed a confused reverberation:

"O Lord of Glory!"

"Is there any brilliance more powerful than my lord in this world..."

Then, there was nothing. That little bit of power, like particles and dust, that has begun to disintegrate, can't make up for the loss of his attack this time, let alone the loss of him being blown up like this!

"What a loss!"

Viracocha turned around in the air, looking down, the mountains shook, rocks disintegrated, houses fell, and the ground cracked...

Trees, pastures, people, livestock, the nearest ones, have all been reduced to ashes in the huge explosion. The vitality of those further away has also been greatly weakened.

Some are already dead, and some are still breathing their last breath and are shouting blankly, praying to the Sun God for help...

"What a loss! What a huge loss this time!"

Let's slowly absorb the light and heat... If you can absorb a little, just absorb a little... Next time, if you want to use this trick again, be sure not to get close to the people!

Viracocha, the sun god, turned into a ball of light and hung over the valley, intending to try to make up for some of the losses. Hundreds of miles away, in the distant holy lake, Gretel was busy arguing with Archmage Baierbo:

"Let me go over and have a look!"

"Don't go!"

"I'll just take a look from a distance! Don't get close!"

"Don't go! The fight isn't over yet! If there's an accident, I won't be able to escape!"

Of course the one struggling to rush over couldn't be Gretel himself. In fact, when there are a large number of injuries that need treatment, Grete would not want to go anywhere else——

Has the bleeding stopped?

Life was saved?

The fractures haven’t healed yet!

There are some broken limbs. Let’s see if they can be rejoined while they are freshly cut off!

Ah, there are people lying on the ground over there, with a pair of wings suddenly growing out of their backs, or hair suddenly growing out of their faces! Hurry up and see what's going on!

Gretel was so busy that he wished that three heads and six arms could grow on the spot, and he wished that he had the ability to clone himself. In this case, every one of you should try to stay close to you, especially high-level mages like Senior Brother Baierbo:

If you don’t know how to heal, you can at least use various magics! Explore! Shoot! Record!

Those with wings on their backs, fur on their faces, fangs in their mouths...

One by one, at least use magic to record their situation so that I can analyze them later!

"Don't go! Help me a little longer! - Don't get close until it gets quiet over there! What if a seriously injured legend rushes out! What if it's that legendary warrior who just gives you a sword!"

Gretel firmly stopped his senior brother by his side. As for Udian, he wouldn’t rush over without him stopping him——

Although elves do not regard humans as the same kind, especially the indigenous people, they will never ignore death. After consuming two-thirds of his healing skills, Idian had already rolled up his sleeves and participated in the on-site disaster relief:

Move rocks!

Digging through the ruins!

Carry the wounded!

If you can save someone, you are one, if you can help someone, you are one. So many people were pressed under the pile of stones in the temple, waiting for his help to dig them out!

Archmage Baierbo was uneasy. Examine a patient and look back; explore another patient and look back again. On the top of the distant snow peak, the mushroom cloud stood high and did not disperse for a long time.

And a bright ball of light hung in the center of the mushroom cloud, shining in all directions, competing with the scorching sun in the sky. What on earth is this explosion and this ball of light?

How did you get it?

In my impression, the Glory Holy See does not have such magic... is it the magic of the Sun God? Such a big explosion just now, the waves have been transmitted all the way here... What is the source of the explosion?

What is the mechanism of explosion?

Is this ball of light a condensation of divine magic from the explosion that has not dissipated yet, or is it the incarnation of the Sun God?

It's a pity that I didn't go to the site in person just now... I really want to go and check it out!

If the Sun God himself appears, the two legends on the opposite side...are they dead? Or got caught?

"Forget it, let me ask you a question." Gretel sighed when he saw him turning back every step and every three steps.

The mushroom clouds have stood up, and everything that should be fried should have been blown up. After receiving such a shot at close range, according to the equivalent exchange of equivalent and legendary spell energy, the two legends were either dead or disabled——

And the sun god Viracocha was hanging there clearly, so he was probably fine. Senior brother is going over now. As long as you take good precautions, there should be no problem with safety...

"Your Majesty the High Priest!" He put down his work and rushed over:

"Your Majesty the High Priest! Could you please ask the oracle for help? How is the situation over there with the great Sun God? Can we go over and have a look?"

High Priest: "..."

It's so busy here. There are a bunch of people lying on the ground waiting for rescue. You asked me to ask the oracle just to go and have a look!

What do you think I am?

Human power station, whenever you think of it, send a message to the sun god?

What do you think the sun god is?

Forget it, I was of great help this time. Having just escaped death, the high priest, who had been saved by someone else, calmed down and summoned a few disciples to start preparing for the divine descending ceremony.

There are a lot of things to do here, and someone needs to take charge of the overall situation——

Apart from anything else, His Majesty the King seems to have died, and a new king still needs to be elected and approved by the Sun God's Oracle!

They played panpipes and recorders. The wooden drum was broken and they could only beat the golden plate used for sacrifice. Burning incense by the holy lake and starting the ceremony, the high priest was just about to pray when a head suddenly stretched out from beside him:

"Hey," Cerela's long silver hair was flying in the wind, and her silver-blue eyes narrowed into two crescent moons when she smiled:

"Your king, do you want me to help you fish it out? By the way, could you please help me fish out some of the gold in the lake?"

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