god of tomorrow

Two skeleton knights, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, unleashed their deathly aura, not only completing a complete blockade of Red River Town but also encroaching on and expanding the space. They are now rapidly encroaching on the mine.

The crystal is in danger! This is unacceptable!

Haze turned pale with fright and, no longer wasting time with Lindsay, teleported himself to the magic tower and activated the final layer of defense.

In an instant, crimson light flowed across the sky, and streams of blood, shocking and vivid, surged forth like a sea of ​​blood from the depths of hell, carrying with them a thick, lingering stench of blood and despair.

Against the backdrop of this flowing river of blood, everything around it turned red, and even the extended spaces were not spared, all covered in a layer of blood.

Now it really is Honghe Town.

The final layer of defense was not designed to counter the aura of death, something the Dark Church would never have imagined, but because the two cannot coexist, it did indeed provide a defensive effect.

The deathly aura touched the blood-red 'glass,' and its hissing sound slowed down the rate of erosion.

Haze raised his hand and a figure appeared beside him: Bishop Falco of the local gang, who was carrying the prisoner of war, Green.

"Why are you all alone? Where are Eli and Moron?"

Haze had probably guessed the answer when he asked the question. His eyes narrowed, and he grabbed Green's collar, baring his fangs as he bit down on his neck.

Memory access!

In Green's memory, Haze saw the scene he least wanted to see.

Dawn, Gold, Nature, and the Thousand Mountains Fortress Lord's Mansion form an alliance...

The plan to destroy the Dark Church was devised by Lindsay…

In order to eliminate the Dark Church in one fell swoop and prevent it from becoming the next Twilight Church, the Golden Church joined forces with the Dawn Church, orchestrating a smear campaign to forcibly link the Dark Church with Hell...

"This is outrageous! This is slander!"

The methods used were so despicable that even Haze, the villain, couldn't stand it.

Admittedly, the Dark Church and Hell are somewhat related, and vampires also originated from Hell. The Golden Church and the Church of Dawn did not frame the Dark Church wrongly; they were just lucky to get it right. However, their act of framing the Dark Church is still shameless and baseless. On what basis can they say that the Dark Church is the Church of Hell?

Isn't this bullying an honest church?

Haze threw the blood-drained Green aside, his scarlet eyes flickering slowly in the dim room. Without a second thought, he raised his hand and waved it again.

Three figures suddenly appeared and were teleported to the magic tower.

Alina, dressed in a dark gothic style, and her two younger sisters, Mullin and Salome.

Where did Edith go?

Haze noticed that Alina was missing one of her younger sisters and guessed the reason. He was quite pleased, but since he had lost two of his own brothers and was in a worse situation than the other side, his joy was somewhat diminished.

"Hatz, why did you pull me back?" Alina asked coldly.

Just as he was about to face a powerful opponent and drink his fill of blood, he was interrupted by Haze and returned to the starting point. His bloodlust overwhelmed him, and his eyes turned red.

She wasn't Haze's lackey. As her father's most beloved daughter, even on Haze's turf, the latter had no right to boss her around.

"On my turf, you have to listen to me!"

Haze made a harsh statement and, without waiting for Alina's rebuttal, activated the projection with the highest privileges to show the situation that was gradually spiraling out of control.

Upon seeing that the powerful figures were two skeleton knights and they carried no blood bags, Elina calmed down: "What's going on? I've never seen such powerful skeletons... soldiers..."

This can be considered necromancy?

Haze was equally clueless. He kicked Green to Alina and said, "It's all Lindsay's doing. The Dark Church has been targeted by the Dawn Church. This information must be passed on."

To transmit the intelligence, they had to break through the deadly blockade. Haze demanded that Alina cover him, no matter the consequences.

Alina looked at the blood bag that Haze had bitten with disgust and refused to eat the leftovers. Before she could say anything, Mullin stepped forward and bit Green's other, still clean side of his neck.

Tons tons tons —

Green collapsed to the ground, having successfully defeated all the vampires present, becoming the one with the whitest face.

After Mulin finished reading the memories, Alina bit her own bloodline to obtain secondhand information. Her expression became serious, and she cursed the Dawn Church in her heart for being despicable and shameless, framing them without any evidence.

The enemy has already reached our doorstep, and they're after our clan's nemesis. To start fighting amongst ourselves now would be tantamount to courting death.

Alina expressed her willingness to cooperate and inquired about the extent of assistance the magic tower could provide, and more precisely, how long it could sustain itself.

“Elina, I know that you acquired a chaotic magic in your early years, which can devour light and create a battlefield most suitable for our vampire race…”

Haze squinted and said, "Lindsay definitely knows more than Green. He has important information. I will deal with him in the next battle. Your task is to hold off the two skeleton knights. I will share the highest level of the magic tower with you to ensure that you will not be corrupted by death energy in the battle."

Alina only listened to the "highest authority" thing without taking it seriously, and frowned, saying, "You want to merge the battlefields into one place?"

"This is the only way."

Haze didn't want to do it this way either, but Lindsay's solar magic was so powerful that it was too much of a counter. Without Alina's help, he would just be scorched to death by Lindsay.

"Remember, everything needs to be done quickly," Haze reminded him.

The continent of Universal has never seen such powerful undead. The magic tower was not built with any corresponding countermeasures. Its final defense mechanism can only delay the invasion of death energy, rather than suppress or counter it. If Alina wants to leave Red River Town alive, she must do her best to support him in the upcoming battle.

“That sounds good, but since my chaos magic can suppress light, why don’t I go find Lindsay myself?” Alina chuckled.

“Because you came to my territory without cause, and then I died, you can’t explain it to your father!” Haze replied coldly.

"..."

With reason and evidence, Alina brought this upon herself and could only accept her bad luck.

……

Rumble—

The extended spaces are interwoven and merged, peeling away layer by layer, overlapping one another, abandoning the areas with the most severe pollution, and undergoing a reshuffling and reorganization.

This is the final ripple of the magic tower!

The magic tower was operating beyond its capacity, forcibly piecing together an enormous space. The air was filled with a persistent, blood-red mist, so thick it was nauseating.

Gawain felt the world before him sway slightly, and then he found himself standing in a thick red mist. He held his breath, and in the vision of the 'Dark Vision', the outline of the world was redrawn.

Although his left and right arms were still by his side, the death aura constantly emanating from their bodies was filtered by the red mist, greatly weakening their power and preventing them from acting as recklessly as before.

The enemy has activated the capital defense mode!

Whether the firepower of the Ox-Head and Horse-Face is more intense, or the magic tower's energy reserves are more enduring, Gawain personally leans towards the former. The Ox-Head and Horse-Face are not the creators of death energy, but rather its transporters. Backed by the entire Underworld, they are least afraid of wars of attrition.

"Gauss! Here, here!"

Upon seeing her teammate, Lindsay eagerly approached him, exclaiming in surprise, "The undead you summoned are so unique! Did you assemble them yourself?"

Gawain decisively distanced himself: "Don't talk nonsense. These two are messengers of the Lord of Death on earth. Because the Church of Death was destroyed and the statues were smashed, they personally led an expedition to punish the rebels."

"???"

What nonsense are you spouting? The Death Sovereign is such a cold and aloof goddess, when has she ever acted so ostentatiously?

High in the sky, Alina, holding a red umbrella, floated slowly with her light body. A flash of red light appeared in her eyes as she released her chaotic magic.

Shadow Magic: Eternal Night Sky.

Chapter 224 They were from a wealthy family.

Before transforming into a vampire, Alina had already mastered the magic 'Eternal Night Canopy'.

Unlike her brothers and sisters who actively embraced darkness, she was initially not enthusiastic about the dark messenger Richiod's persuasion. It was only after being forcibly transformed and given the benefit of immortality that she gradually accepted her new species identity.

Although there's nothing wrong with being human, the path of the vampires offers her far greater possibilities, and she intends to bring her talents to the Dark Church.

I swear to follow my divine messenger father to the death!

As a support spell, Eternal Night Canopy itself does not have direct offensive power, but the absolute darkness it creates has a strategic value comparable to any powerful field card.

Absolute darkness not only devours light and severely impairs vision, but it also swallows sound, plunging hearing into a deathly silence. Even more deadly, it can greatly suppress a mage's sensory abilities, plunging them completely into darkness.

For vampires who fear sunlight, this sunlight-resistant magic is a divine skill, far more practical than any ground-enhancing spell.

This is also the real reason why Richiord forcibly transformed Alina and called her his 'favorite daughter'.

As for why the Eternal Night Curtain was defined as shadow magic rather than dark magic, Alina didn't quite understand. She only knew that when she obtained this chaos magic, its attributes had already been determined.

Alina had no clue as to who exactly defined this magic—chaos, or some other powerful beings who had explored this path earlier through chaos sacrifices—and specifically asked Richiord about it.

Richiord said a lot, such as the effects of the Eternal Night Canopy, which had little to do with the moon goddess revered by the Church of Eternal Night; the definition of non-darkness was actually a good thing, as those who possessed chaos magic of the same attribute would attract each other, which would be bad if it attracted the attention of the Dark God.

In short, Richiord didn't understand the intricacies either; shadow and darkness, without getting bogged down in the details, basically meant the same thing.

Getting back to the point, Lindsay encountered Gawain a second ago and was wondering where the two skeleton knights came from when everything went black and she completely lost sight of Gawain.

The sky was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and your senses were completely weakened.

Lindsay was enveloped in golden light, illuminating an area of ​​two meters. Only then could he see Gawain again. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he noticed that the golden light was being constantly swallowed by darkness and required a continuous supply of magic. Only then did he realize the seriousness of the situation.

Lindsay tried to increase the magic output, but the brighter the golden light became, the smaller the area it illuminated, and the dimmer the golden light became.

This is no longer a matter of wasting magic power; it's a case of solar magic's output being severely weakened, resulting in an epic nerf.

"Gauss, there's something wrong with this spell; it counters solar magic!"

"See, I can see it..."

Gawain blinked and looked up at the sky. The Gothic Lolita had used some kind of magic; his psychic vision had never been so clear!

Previously, all that could be seen was a gray-white expanse and the red and blue outlines of humanoid creatures. Today, from two miles away, the lace under the enemy's skirt was clearly visible in every detail.

It's so precise that you can see even the shadow of the card slot clearly.

You look petite and delicate, but I never imagined you came from a wealthy family.

"Hehehehehe————"

Unaffected by the eternal night sky, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, Ma Long sensed the caster, let out a hearty laugh, and drove the ox-cart into the sky.

Tie Niu remained relatively calm and composed. According to the contract, he informed Gawain that the other party had used the magic of the Death Lord that had been left out of the world. It was used without the permission of the gods and must be retrieved and severely punished.

So that's it, shadow magic!

Gao Wen's eyes lit up. He was grateful for nature's gift; the lost skill book would be returned to its rightful owner today.

Without further thought, he immediately ordered Ox-Head and Horse-Face to keep a close watch on Gothic Lolita. Everyone else could escape today, but she alone had to go to the Underworld as a guest.

I casually unleashed an Appraisal spell, which landed squarely on the card slot.

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