He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 122 122. Listen to the echo of dawn, demons, leave no one alive!
Master-level light spells in witchcraft.

Holy light falls from the sky.

A master-level staff of witchcraft.

The staff that protects the holy realm.

In the MC world, the coverage and attack power of this spell are not outstanding.

But what if we leave the MC world and land on the Rodri continent?

What if we add the Holy Land Guardian Staff's ability to increase Ian's current Steve's physical condition by 60%?
This kind of thing can only be described by Liliaice.

"The wrath of the dawn has arrived!"

Liliaice was unable to support the defensive spell and fell to the ground.

But the next moment, he struggled to break free from Fishley's support, climbed up, and prayed to Ian in heaven with a look of reverence.

But under this pure light, everything between heaven and earth is pure white.

The light was not glaring, but rather soft, but it made it difficult to see Ian's figure.

It can only be seen vaguely in the distant sky.

A vague and soft figure appeared like a god.

A shrill roar sounded from the battlefield of the main film, mixed with thousands of other sounds.

For a moment, I couldn't guess who was wailing.

It was not until a long time later that the holy light gradually dissipated, and Liliais and others were horrified when they looked at the battlefield.

With this move, the endless army of mind-stealing demons turned into ashes.

In the center of the holy light, forty to fifty thousand mind flayers were wiped out, and the remaining ones that were closer were all burning with holy white flames.

The flames could not be extinguished, and the Mind Flayer could only watch himself being reduced to ashes inch by inch in endless pain and wailing.

And in the sky, Belial endured so many attacks, but in the end he was only slightly injured by the backlash of his own spell.

At this time, the pair of black wings had become completely bare and turned into hideous and ugly flesh wings, and the whole body was covered with terrible burn scars.

The four riders of disaster were lying on the ground not far away, dying.

With one strike, the entire demon army was almost wiped out.

Ian stood motionless on the top of the Ender Dragon, looking down at the world.

"What is that?!"

Roskoldron's face was full of trance, but his body unconsciously crawled on the ground.

Whether it was the majestic Ender Dragon or the sacred figure, they both made him submit from the bottom of his heart.

"Our Lord, the Merciful Father, His Holiness the Great Pope, and..."

Uriel knelt on one knee with a pious and fanatical look on his face, and pounded his chest with his right fist.

"Supreme Dawn, Perfect Father!"

“Your wisdom is as vast as the sea, unfathomable; your righteousness is as majestic as the mountains, unmovable.”

"The Lamb kneeling at the foot of your throne is glorified by your glory. You are our eternal hope!"

"A tribute to His Holiness the Pope!"

"The dawn will last forever!"

The news of Uriel's words spread far and wide.

Fishley, Lily Ess, Rock...

Even Markov, Dawn Knight and others in the distance knelt on one knee.

The single and fanatical cry brought new life to this land stained black by the blood of demons.

“The dawn will last forever!!!”

The three dragons of Roskoldo looked at each other in bewilderment, but feeling the divine light before them, they sensibly followed the others and prostrated themselves on the ground.

Ian silently took out another holy realm guarding staff.

"Children of Dawn, you have worked hard."

"Now, I grant you the right to be angry and the power to take revenge!"

"Unleash your wrath on the despicable demons! Put the blessings you received from the dawn into practice in your charge!"

"In the name of Dawn!"

The second holy realm guardian staff burst into brilliant holy light.

"I command you to return to peace, I command you to be invulnerable to all evil, I command you to brave the enemy and drink blood, I command you to be the bravest among all armies!"

Group therapy, glorious totem, magic enhancement, and encouraging heart!
After four spells were cast in succession, Liliais and the others felt that the world had become brand new.

All the injuries he had just suffered healed instantly, and even Roskoldo's horns grew back.

His body was filled with inexhaustible strength, and his magic power rose to an unfathomable level in an instant.

Not only that, with Ian as the center, all the troops of the Dawn Cult and Liliais and others felt like they were trapped in a warm embrace.

Every moment, strength is being restored.

On the contrary, the demons, under the cover of the glorious totem, once again ignited pure white flames on their bodies.

Clenching her fists, Liliaise felt the blessing that was even more terrifying than the previous alchemical potion.

An uncontrollable blush appeared on her pretty face.

"Dawn is above! Your Holiness the Pope is above!"

Suddenly, Layal's passionate shout was heard and everyone turned to look.

"Listen to the oracle! Leave no demon alive! Kill them!!!"

At the end of the earth, countless wolves and iron golems formed waves, rushing towards the battlefield with a shock like a dragon turning over.

A rough count reveals that there are probably tens of thousands of iron golems alone.

On the other side, Layar rode ahead, holding high the banner of the Church of Dawn, but a cloud of dust was raised behind him.

Looking closely, they saw that it was a group of 20,000 Dawn Heavy Cavalry.

The demons who were so aggressive just now have become weak victims at this moment.

And when the wolves and iron golems collided with them, the demons realized that true despair had arrived.

With the help of these wolves, two or three of them can easily tear apart the mind flayer warriors.

The Iron Golems were even more terrifying. They had just proven their strength, and there were a thousand Iron Golems chasing after tens of thousands of Mind Flayers.

Now there are tens of thousands...

Endless despair swept over the mind flayer.

They dropped their weapons and fled madly in all directions.

But the heavy cavalry had already arrived at dawn.

The beacon, alchemical potion and Ian's large-scale blessing spell worked at the same time.

There is no difference between riding again at dawn and taking stimulants.

With one blow, the powerful Mind Flayer warrior had no power to resist at all.

The 20,000 Dawn Heavy Cavalry forced the remaining hundreds of thousands of Mind Flayers to play Mount and Blade.

Like cutting wheat, the heads of the mind flayers flew everywhere he passed.

"Repeat the order! Leave no one alive! All demons! Leave no one alive!"

With Layar's roar, the charge of the Dawn Heavy Cavalry became more brutal.

"Devil! It's the devil!"

Finally, the mind flayers broke through their defenses, wailing in fear and fleeing towards the abyss.

But as soon as they approached, colorful spells descended from the sky.

Fire, Thunder, Nature, Frost...

Like a tide, it sealed the gate to the abyss in an instant.

At the top of ten pillars that appeared at noon, Lacia and others held their staffs and looked down indifferently at the fleeing demons below.

"By order of His Holiness the Pope! All demons, leave no one alive!"

"Electric Chain!"

The lightning that fell from the sky formed a chain, instantly devouring hundreds of mind flayers.

"Kill the mage first!"

A Mind Flayer warrior reacted and ordered the Mind Flayer warriors to fly towards the stone pillar.

"Bold heresy! Death!"

Another angry shout came from the distant sky.

Immediately, dense arrows flew across the space and accurately killed all demons who dared to fly.

Uriel and the others looked back and were surprised to find that it was Haniya with a number of Night Watchmen, carrying Kalifa and other elves across the battlefield like fighter jets.

Haniya kept rushing past, accurately dropping dense TNT bombs on the demons.

The so-called elite main force of the Realm of Pride was instantly reversed the moment Ian arrived.

The demons that were so aggressive just now suddenly became weeds to be harvested, and their numbers suddenly decreased sharply.

Even under Haniya and her team's precise airstrikes, no matter how the Mind Flayer commanders shouted, they still could not mount an effective resistance or counterattack.

"Dawn is above!"

Lilias was overjoyed, and her beautiful eyes glared at Belial and the Four Knights of Disaster.

"Your death has come!"

Beryl ignored Liliais and just stared at Ian with a gloomy look.

He gritted his teeth and angrily blurted out each character.

"Dawn! Light! Religion! Emperor!"

Ian lowered his head slightly, and the Ender Dragon's scarlet eyes also looked at Belial playfully.

"The Four Knights of Disaster? And... a bald chicken?"

He glanced at the fear that flashed in Belial's eyes when he looked at the Ender Dragon and the burn marks on his body.

Ian suddenly realized.

"So it's you... We meet again."

"Thank you for this great gift to the Dawn Cult's holy war. Nothing is more suitable as a sacrifice for victory in the holy war than the heads of the Four Cavaliers of Disaster."

Uriel bellowed loudly below:

"Your Holiness! This bastard betrayed the Winged Clan for power!"

Ian nodded slightly, still maintaining a gentle smile on his face.

"In that case, I have a spell that would be perfect for you."

Slowly raising his staff, Belial suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Beryl roared as he quickly gathered his magic power.

"Don't be so arrogant! Bastard!" A torrent of magic surged, but Ian pointed at Belial calmly.

"Arcane disruption."

A thin streak of light easily penetrated the torrent of magic power and struck Belial.

The latter's face turned pale instantly, and he fell to his knees weakly on the ground. The torrent of magic power dissipated in an instant, only blowing a relatively gentle breeze for Ian.

"My...power!"

For the first time, Beryl clearly showed fear on his face.

"why why!"

"My strength! Where did my strength go! Damn it, what have you done!"

Ian's expression was calm.

"I'm sorry, but you're not allowed to cast spells."

After saying that, he turned to look at Lily Ace and the others.

The latter understood, sneered, and rushed towards Belial in an instant.

Roscoeldo was carrying a terrifying power that was so strong that it was explosive, and his face was full of excited ecstasy.

"Damn you bastard! Come on! Use the power you're so proud of to try out the supreme blessing of the dawn!"

"Die for me! You beast from the demon clan!"

Roscoeldo passed Liliais and the others at the fastest speed. He didn't use dragon breath, but just used the horns that grew back to ram them hard.

Beryl's ferocious resistance was easily penetrated by Roscoldo.

"Ow!!!"

Roscoe roared to the sky excitedly. At this moment, all the grievances he had just suffered were swept away.

He looked up at Ian and the Ender Dragon, his eyes full of excitement.

He turned to look at Beryl, who was coughing up blood, and grinned.

"Bastard! Aren't you very powerful? Stand up!"

"Damn it!"

Belial roared, vibrating his flesh wings and flying with difficulty.

The next moment, Roscoldo knew what was happening and pinned Belial to the ground with one claw.

"I asked you to fight and you still stood up!"

Roscoeldo's eyes flashed with the pleasure of revenge, and he lowered his head to bite.

With a wail from Belial, his left wing was violently torn off.

Roscoeldo used dragon language magic to transform the wing into a sharp blade and cut off Belial's other wing with one blow.

"You useless thing! I know how to use your wings better than you do!"

Listening to Beryl's wailing, Roscoe felt that this moment was the most satisfying moment in his life.

But that’s not enough…

Roscoe is not the only dragon who is filled with anger.

Lily Ace and the others are still waiting to kill Belial for revenge.

The following time became a time of torturing Belial in various ways.

With the blessing of Ian's spell, the crowd whipped Belial with unmatched force.

Every time Belial recovered, another arcane interference from Ian would hit him in the face.

From beginning to end, Belial couldn't even release his magic power.

You can only rely on your strong physique to carry it.

Obviously, Belial's physique is not as strong as his magic power, but it is not weak after all.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to withstand Lilias and the others fighting over and beating him.

Perhaps at this moment, Belial must be regretting not practicing chivalry well.

but……

It's useless.

Arcane Disruption disables all his spellcasting abilities.

Describe it as a game.

Now Belial is just a PVP player who has a max-level character but cannot control the mouse and skill buttons, cannot cast spells, and can only use WASD to move and escape.

But the opponent can still control his escape route.

Somewhat pitiful...

But there are many people who are more pitiful than him.

In such a short time, they were surrounded by the reinforcements of the Dawn Heavy Cavalry, Iron Golems, Wolves and Lecia.

There were hundreds of thousands of demons just now, but now there are only a few hundred left.

Markov and his friends are playing a cat-and-mouse game of revenge on me.

This battle can already be declared a victory.

Roscoeldo seized the opportunity again, rushed over and gave Belial a barbecue with a breath of dragon's breath.

He glanced at the battlefield that had already begun to be cleaned, and then looked at Ian in the sky with awe.

Now, he no longer cared why he came here in the first place.

The denunciation letter says that someone is controlling the dragon clan?

So what?
Is Roscoe still thinking that it is an honor to be controlled by His Holiness the Pope?

Besides, this black dragon, which appeared out of nowhere, gave him a powerful aura that demanded his immediate submission...

The dragon clan!
The strong are respected!
Considering the miracles that have been witnessed since just now.

Undead totems, alchemy potions, iron golem armies...

A spell that instantly heals injuries and massively increases strength can even disable the ability of a powerful being like Belial to cast spells...

Roscoeldo felt that the reason why this Ender Dragon was so powerful was probably because it served as the mount of His Holiness the Pope.

Thinking of this, Roscoe had some sudden realization.

Isn't it just a mount?
He can talk too!
He can also join the church!
Roscoe was thinking about how he could have a good chat with His Holiness the Pope after the war...

No, it should be a greeting.

Suddenly, a strong wind came from the side and knocked Roskoldo away.

The four Knights of Disaster, who had barely recovered their fighting ability, dragged the dying Belial and ran towards the abyss without looking back.

"Damn it! Forget about those four guys!"

Roskoldo was not seriously injured, after all, the Four Knights of Disaster were already seriously injured.

He also has a glorious totem that continuously recovers from injuries.

All in all, the damage from this is not as great as falling down.

But no matter what, the Four Knights of Disaster had already escaped with Belial in tow.

Beryl, who was being carried, raised his head with difficulty, his scarlet eyes fixed on Ian in the sky.

"Damn Pope Dawn! When I return to the Realm of Pride, I will ask the great king to tear you into pieces!"

Ian said nothing, but swung his staff and a beam of light fell beside Belial and the Four Knights of Disaster.

A transparent barrier blocked its retreat.

Advanced Secret Technique: Containment Barrier.

"Since you're here, leave your life behind before you go."

Ian waved his hand listlessly and looked at Lesia in the distance.

The latter excitedly clenched the staff surrounded by thunder.

"You are the first experimental subjects for this spell bestowed upon me by His Holiness the Pope... You must be very grateful!"

Raising her staff high, Lecia spoke in a sacred tone.

"In the name of Dawn, I will judge you!"

"Thunder Holy Hammer!"

The exploding lightning gathered in the air and formed a huge hammer.

With a power that terrified Lilias and the others, he hammered down on Belial and the Four Knights of Disaster as if the world was being created.

At this moment, Belial's pupils dilated.

Every cell in his body was telling him...

Can't stop!
will die!

Obviously, Magic Power is just a weak noob, why...

Why can it release such a terrifying spell!
Belial gritted his teeth and suddenly thrust his hand into the chests of the Four Knights of Disaster, pulling out four black, withered hearts.

"Your Majesty, save me!!!"

Four hearts were crushed at the same time.

Time seemed to stand still.

boom!
It seemed as if a piece of glass was shattered in an instant.

The deep and dark light polluted the entire world into pure darkness.

Immediately afterwards, a ferocious devil's claw that covered the sky and the sun slowly reached out from another space.

The Thunder Hammer fell on the devil's claws, but it was like a drop of water flowing into the sea, without even a trace of smoke spreading.

The next second, a magnificent and grand aura spread out from that hand, polluting the world.

The continent of Rodri seemed to begin to tremble, emitting a shaky whine.

But at the same time, one can also see an inexplicable force constantly pressing down on that hand from above the world.

It seems that this hand is not coming here as easily as entering a no-man's land.

At this moment, the battlefield seemed to be elevated to a higher level, turning into a war between the world and the other side.

But even so, Liliais and others, who were in high spirits just now, were defeated after this hand appeared.

Even though he was not being targeted, his face suddenly turned pale, as if he had lost all his strength, and fell uncontrollably to the ground like raindrops.

Even Layal and others were pinned to the ground by this powerful aura and unable to move.

In the world, there was only this magic claw surrounded by magic rings and Ian standing on the back of the Ender Dragon.

After a long time, Liliais's trembling cry reached Ian's ears.

"Your Holiness...that is..."

"That's the King of Pride!!!"

(End of this chapter)