Black Forest Strike, my light speed ship was exposed

The voice of the Dreadlord was a little crazy.

The scene in front of him was a huge blow to him.

The area within a radius of dozens of miles was turned into scorched earth.

The huge undead scourge and the forest that was distorted by the breath of the undead were turned into ashes at this time.

Endless smoke and dust were flying in the air.

Some stones were melted and became lava emitting scarlet light.

The earth also turned dark red, with steam rising and a vast expanse of white.

The Dreadlord was chilling in his heart. What kind of concept is this! !

Without charging or chanting, a casual blow turned an area into ashes.

"You know nothing about the power of humans." Dorn's tone was steady and calm. He looked at the demon under his feet and shook his head slightly.

"I can easily kill you, wipe out your soul, and make you unable to resurrect in the chaotic time and space. But you will not get such an honor. You will suffer all kinds of torture. Only in this way can you pay for your sins."

Dorn picked it up, and a diode component with a faint light appeared in his hand, and stabbed it into the opponent's skull.

Accompanied by wailing and screaming.

The diode extended countless silver threads and pierced into the head of the Dreadlord.

The Dreadlord could deeply feel that his memory was turned out from the corner.

The opponent was obviously working on his memory.

The Dreadlord tried to struggle, but no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

[The Imperial Memory Survey Device has been activated. ]

[Reading the target's memory. 】

[Detect that the other party is resisting, start the induction program]

[Start the logic dead loop, suppress the other party's thinking]

Accompanied by a series of prompts.

A progress bar appeared on the Empire system interface.

[Defense cracking progress 1%, 2%, 3%, 4%, .... 90%, 91, 92%, 93%, 94%..... 】

The pupils of the Dread Lord began to sag, and the scenery in front of him changed drastically. The crazy war was away from him in an instant.

The ashes formed by the fierce flames of the undead turned into snowflakes in his eyes, and the land emitting rolling hot air turned into a shadow land emitting black fog.

The Shadow Kingdom is one of the foundations of this universe.

It is the resting place of the souls of all the dead.

No matter good or evil, they must go to that mysterious country after death.

All living beings must be judged in this kingdom, and decide whether to be reborn or go to eternity.

The Dreadlords come from a race called Nathrezim, which originally belonged to the Shadow Realm.

Because they lost the war with the Holy Light race, they were expelled by their creators.

Finally fell into the Twisting Nether.

Under the dual invasion of fel energy and shadow power, they became Dreadlords..

They succumbed to their endless desires, wandered around the worlds, and used their cunning to provoke chaos and war in those worlds.

Let more creatures succumb and become new demons.

"So, there is such a past."

Dorn chewed on the other party's memory, searching for what he wanted from it.

These demons were released by a Titan creature, succumbed to the other party's unparalleled power, and became driven slaves.

"Void Lord!" Dorn got what he wanted from the other party's memory of hundreds of thousands of years.

If I guessed correctly, this Void Lord must be a member of the Void Civilization.

The Dread Lord had all his memories squeezed out.

It is impossible for him to keep any secrets in front of the Empire's technology.

After confirming that there was nothing missing, Dorn grabbed the Dread Lord's head and pulled it up alive.

The headless corpse was torn apart, leaving only a demon head with confused eyes.

The soul of the Dreadlord was wiped out by the Negative Universe Erasure Technology.

This poor unlucky guy will never have a chance to resurrect from the Twisting Nether. 1

"Hang it at the intersection to warn those damned human enemies that if they dare to attack again, they will pay the price."

Dorn said.

Sk stared blankly at the demon head that rolled in front of him.

Cheers came from behind him.

The people who were ready for a desperate battle did not expect things to turn out like this.

With the help of these mysterious strangers, they easily crushed the terrifying undead scourge.

Countless people rushed to Reina, shouting for God.

That powerful blow that was enough to destroy everything made them feel in awe of this beautiful woman.

Isn't such power worthy of being called a god?

"Thank you for your help." It took a long time for Sk to come back to his senses after this overwhelming victory.

He expressed his most sincere gratitude to Dorn.

Dorn looked at the wounded Sk and smiled, "It's not worth mentioning. These enemies are very fragile."

· ······Please give me flowers··· ·······

Hearing this, Sk smiled bitterly.

The Dreadlord is really an invincible enemy for him.

The gap between the strength of the strangers in front of them and theirs is too big.

He remembered his previous vigilance and suspicion against these people, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

With the opponent's power, the entire town can be easily destroyed.

Let everyone surrender.

But the opponent chose to endure the suspicion of these survivors.

Talk to them in a negotiating and friendly tone.

From this incident, we can see that the other party's mind is definitely not what we can imagine.

Perhaps these people are the salvation that fate has given to mankind.

"Can you continue to help us?" Sk asked, "We still have many people trapped in the occupied area. They have lost the protection of the army, and the undead are threatening their lives."

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"Continue to help you?" Dorn looked up and down at Sk, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he looked like he was thinking.

"Yes, for the refugees in the occupied area who are in danger of losing their lives, I ask you to help us. I will offer my loyalty to you, and I will never betray you in the name of the Holy Light."

Sk said this, knelt on one knee, and performed the most honorable etiquette of the Paladin.

He presented his war hammer with both hands.

The other two Paladins were stunned for a moment, looking at each other, with shock and disbelief in their eyes.

This means that the Paladin will serve the surrendered person and absolutely loyally carry out all the orders of the other party.

This is a courtesy that is only used for the king and the Holy Light.

Seeing that Sk was so determined.

The remaining two paladins also performed the same courtesy.

They had sworn to the Holy Light to always protect those innocent civilians and uphold the fairness and justice in their hearts.

In order to save those innocent people, they can sacrifice their freedom and lives.

Now, only these foreigners can save those people who failed to escape.

The other party's strength and previous humble performance made the three Holy Light Knights recognize this foreigner named Dorne.

Only true warriors have such character to have power without being arrogant.

"Okay, I can provide you with some help, but you have to stand up first. I don't need anyone's loyalty." Dorne whispered, "By the glory of the leader, if you keep kneeling, I will get into some trouble." Upper.