Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 369 Destiny
In the entire world, only Corea XIII, the last royal descendant of the kingdom, left the last brilliant echo.

"You want to destroy all order and create your own order. Then let me show you the power of order and see if you can bear the weight of this crown!"

"The fall of the Kingdom of Koria has become an irreversible outcome, but I hope that you survivors can abide by the agreement and let the descendants of my Koria blood rebuild the kingdom!"

As the voice of the last king of the Kingdom of Koria disappeared, the gigantic Seraph lying beneath the surface of the capital of Koria opened his eyes, spread out his six holy wings that covered the entire capital, and then closed them upwards.

The Kingdom Cathedral, which had been silent in the capital of Kolia, turned into the brain of this giant Seraph, with countless nearly transparent white holy lights emanating from its body.

In these holy lights, the souls of all the people who had been devout believers in this Seraphic Messenger for thousands of years in the Kingdom of Koria actually reappeared in the mortal world of Ekania.

The souls of the people of the Kingdom of Koria, who seem to be somewhat similar to those devout believers and prayers who believe in gods, cannot be seen by mortals, but the mighty hymns and hymns that come from their mouths spread throughout the entire capital of Koria.

This is not just a mere pomp and circumstance, using hymns and hymns to adorn the exterior of the Seraphim.

Rather, most mortal souls, even those who are devout believers, are unable to materialize their beliefs based on their own abilities, and condense their will into a distorting force that interferes with real matter.

But in the midst of the hymns and anthems, these originally ordinary souls followed the embodied will and spirit expressed in the hymns and anthems, triggering a resonance in their own weak soul will.

By relying on this method, those weak spiritual forces that are not enough to interfere with material reality can be connected and gathered together, from silk to satin, from feathers to fur coats, from streams to streams, and into the sea, thus gaining some incredible power.

The hymns and chants that fill the air are not only the source of power that guides the souls of these devout believers, but also the "path" that leads this converged power toward its intended efficiency goal.

It gives the souls of these devout believers an inherent goal and a definite pattern of behavior, so that the collective power of these souls can be fully exerted.

The power bursting out from the souls of these devout believers was completely released as the six wings of the huge Seraphim slowly embraced the entire King of Koria in its arms.

The whole process seemed slow and fast, so slow that every northern king, every surviving noble in the sky, every dragon, and every citizen of the Kingdom of Koria could see the huge angel wings of the Seraph closing in.

The people in the mortal world were so anxious that all kinds of emotions such as surprise, admiration, shock, and joy had just emerged in their minds and hearts, and the situation had already been completely determined before they even started to work.

Only the divine warrior Winona Corea received Corea XIII's final revelation at this moment. Her confrontation with the Frost Giant King Ragnar Hagrid was almost frozen at the moment she was knocked away again.

But the divine warrior suddenly raised her head and smiled. She smiled softly and said, "I do!"

The kings in the sky felt vaguely uneasy in their hearts. This uneasiness came from the unpredictable outcome. They were stronger than ordinary people in the mortal world and could resist this influence and make more responses.

The six open wings of the Seraph did not carry any harm, any offensive power, or any negative effects, but were instead a field of order that was pure to the extreme.

Because of its purity and extremeness, its effectiveness will be beyond the expectations of all living beings.

Even the kings in this purely extreme order field could only subconsciously launch their most powerful attacks.

boom!
Countless powerful auras shook the sky. They were the kings who released all their might in an instant and bombarded the six pure white wings that were closing in.

Rumble,
The multi-armed giant Moges slammed his huge fist across the sky, and his unparalleled will brought with it the power to crush everything in the entire space.

The multi-armed giant's powerful will tried to snatch the dominance of all world space from the Seraphim who had just awakened from his slumber, but the multi-armed giant found that the will of the Seraphim, who was completely formed of energy, seemed to be non-existent.

As a result, all dominance within the space where the multi-armed giant Moges was located was controlled by the giant, and his will to control power was invincible. The shock wave caused by the destruction of the air stretched across thousands of meters, blasting a vertical and horizontal gully in the land of the entire capital of Koria.

All the buildings on both sides of the ravine had their material appearances completely destroyed under the fist light of this multi-armed giant.

The dark lord Sharros, the orc king Boser Lion, the frost giant Ragnar Hagrid, the sun elf Cerith, the lord of the Hobbes Charal Caesar, and the king of the drow elves Anundal.

The powerful willpower of these northern monsters and kings almost razed half of the area of the capital of Koria to the ground. The dust, smoke, and flesh and blood of all living beings seemed so insignificant under such earth-shaking movements.

But the power of these northern kings seemed to hit the illusion. The six huge pure white wings of the Seraph were obviously real entities, but they were powerless. It seemed that they existed in the same world as the kings, but were separated by countless planes of space.

The pure white wings of Seraphim can influence the real world, but even if the power of the kings is blessed by will, it is difficult to pinpoint the space where the essence of Seraphim exists in this short moment.

The ancestral true dragon that was hovering in the sky, Kalon Gogmora, simply made an extremely simple move.

The gigantic dragon gently shook the scarlet blood scales on its body, and instantly all the dragon chicks fell off its mountain-like body.

Then he spread his flaming wings to the sky.

In Kalon Gogmora's memory, there was once a civilization that used the word "logos" to refer to the dual meanings of "speech" and "reason".

The legendary sage Heraclitus elevated "Logos" to the fundamental law of wisdom that governs the operation of all things, emphasizing its rational dialectical law of movement as the "eternal living fire."

The Stoics, on the other hand, regarded "Logos" as the "godhead" of universal rationality, and constructed a rationalist world schema at the cosmological level.

And the theology of Gautama Buddha transforms Logos into a symbol of divine wisdom through the gospel's "In the beginning was the Word", which comes from the fusion of belief and faith.

In some universes, practitioners who aim at the Tao of the universe exemplify the characteristics of "skills close to the Tao" in their own practice, emphasizing the rhythmic harmony between the subject and the rules of the universe.

Some people believe that divinity and "myth" should be regarded as the product of the unconscious stage of the spirit of all beings, which is a potential state representing indifference to their own existence.

Therefore, it is both nothing and everything.

Since the beginning of its evolution, Kalon Gogmora's brain has been exploring the path of divine wisdom with its own 'Logos' brain.

Now, the mere existence of the giant dragon, Kalon Gogmora, is enough to rival a country.

No matter which part of the physical tissue it is, it is constantly evolving in her research and becoming a rare treasure in the world of Ekania.

Especially the brain of Kalon Gogmora. If the head of this giant dragon was cut off by others, even those high-ranking legendary powerhouses would flock to it.

Because the brain of Kalon Gogmora is not just the skull of Logos, but the skull of Kalon Gogmora. With such a skull, those legendary masters can create an unimaginable magical treasure, especially if those legendary spellcasters get it, it will be extremely convenient to help them explore their future destiny laws.

Although Karon Gogmora did not find the space where the Seraphim was anchored at this moment, he discovered the effectiveness of this unprecedentedly huge magic circle itself.

Therefore, even though the ancestral dragon, Kalon Gogmora, was fast enough to cover countless distances in an instant, he did not try to fly out of the capital of Koria.

Because of the Seraph formed by this unprecedented magic circle, at this moment it anchored the essence of all the existence of the northern kings in the world of Ekania in the capital of Kolia.

Even if the kings of the north traveled thousands of miles in an instant, they would inevitably be affected by the power of the order field of this huge Seraph.

This result is like those legendary beings that have anchored themselves at their peak moments, unavoidable and unavoidable.

"A country with a top civilization that has been passed down for thousands of years, even though it has declined so much, still has such a foundation. This is the accumulation of wisdom!"

Karon bared his fangs and chuckled.

I don’t know where the road lies ahead, but it doesn’t matter, I just keep moving forward!
The next moment, in the entire capital of Koria, all the northern kings were wrapped by the six wings of the Seraph, and then disappeared into the world of Ekania.

The huge Seraph messenger, with countless energy chains flowing through it, also dimmed at this moment and fell silent, as if dead.

All living beings looked up at the light at the other end of the sky. That was the final chapter of the War of Kings. The war between kings could only end with their complete demise.

The War of Kings has leaped over the dome and stepped into the starry sky.

But only the kings in the wings of the Seraph know that the effectiveness of this order field goes far beyond the starry sky of the universe and beyond the barriers of the Ekania world.

But it is in the starry realm infinitely high above the universe.

Above the countless dimensional worlds in the universe, one is not directly facing the astral realm.

Beyond the barriers of countless dimensional worlds is the vast and boundless universe that exists like a vacuum.

Above the starry sky is the complex and indescribable etheric plane mixed with endless starry realms.

At the final place pointed by the wings of the Seraph God, at the end of the starry sky and at the edge of the star realm, stood a plump and beautiful figure.

That was the dim figure of the divine warrior Winona Corea, who was waiting with her back to the kings.

For example, the magical effect of the time-space channel was resisted by the will of the kings, so it could not be as fast as the divine warrior Winona Corea. However, Winona Corea had the pure blood of the Seraph, and under the influence of the Seraph, she had already reached the other end.

Karon Gogmora let go of all restrictions on his brain in these wings that were like a space-time channel. Every bit of power that was squeezed and extracted from the heart of the ancient dragon king was provided to his brain for analysis and calculation.

As time passed, he began to grasp the key and weak points of the effectiveness of this magic circle.

Having power alone is not enough to keep you in control of the world forever. Even if the sun is nearly immortal and bigger than countless Ekania worlds, its light and heat will decay with distance.

Under such magic, the effects cannot be broken by sheer force.

But at this most critical moment, Winona Corea, a divine warrior from the other side of the edge of the star realm, suddenly turned around.

That was no longer the divine warrior Winona Corea, but a true Seraph!

The stars are high and huge.

The figure of the Seraph God was equally majestic and tall, standing at the edge of the star realm, with countless holy lights hanging down like streams of air.

In the rules of the world, anything with great and immeasurable power will have an infinitely huge inner essence.

No matter how small its external manifestation may be, the inner essence that determines a living being's power must be beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even if it is an existence that goes against the rules, in order to bear the power that is enough to go against the rules, it must have an inner essence that is so huge that it is unimaginable.

So even though this Seraph Messenger is only nine feet tall, it looks as majestic and oppressive as a star.

The power there was fluctuating like the sea, and the majestic figure was surrounded by a divine light. The oppressive aura actually pressed on the bodies of the kings through an infinitely long distance.

The topaz eyes of the Seraphic Envoy who revealed his true form were filled with indifference. He stared at the Ancestral True Dragon Emperor among the kings and said coldly, "Here I come!"

The oppressive power of this Seraphic Messenger is extremely terrifying. The language he speaks is like that of an ancestral dragon, an ancient spell of magic that is like a command.

The sword that guards the country was suspended in front of this Seraphic Envoy, emitting unparalleled light.

The huge divine bow is carried on the back of this Seraphic Messenger, exuding an endless aura of murderous intent.

"Fate is the reaction and behavior you can make based on your past personality and logic when you face something. This is fate,"

"The behavior after the incident did not conform to my original character and logic, and there was a big deviation. This is luck,"

The majestic Seraphim said in an extremely cold voice: "Kolya XIII, the blood of the descendant who wanted to resist my will, but did not understand that fate is fixed, but luck can change."

"It is not fate that changes one's destiny, but one's own instinct. He did not realize this, so he can never escape my control. Even if he can escape my influence at a small moment in normal times, he still embarks on his predetermined destiny at the most critical moment."

The Seraphic Envoy looked at the Ancestral True Dragon with a cold and indifferent gaze, and said coldly: "And your fate is decided by me, evil dragon, your death will come today!"

(End of this chapter)