Chapter 300 Magic Covers the Sky

At the beginning, the magic around him made him extremely uncomfortable. With the increase of magic injection, he can fully integrate into this environment.

I don't know where this earth-shaking magic spirit came from. The army of demons in the world has returned to the demon world. Even if they kill to the world, they will not create such a terrible magic spirit.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

The painful moans came from every corner, and Ling Lan could only see 300 meters in front of him. The magic around him is so strong that his eyesight is very clear in comparison. He is located in a street, with the doors of shops on both sides still wide open, and scattered dead bodies lying on the ground. He hurried away in the direction of the sound.

The magic gas that invaded half of the continent has an extremely tragic impact on human beings. There are millions of people in this city alone, more than half of whom have been evacuated before, and the rest are at least hundreds of thousands. Ling Lan and Meng's demon team alone can't be saved at all.

Ling Lan turned around an alley and finally saw several people gathered together, leaning against the wall weakly, and his mouth kept moaning in pain. A little girl shouted to her mother sadly, and the crystal tears in her eyes couldn't help flowing to the ground and wet the ground.

"Are you all right?" Ling Lan hurried over. Except for the little girl, a woman in her forties was dying. The thin old man next to her was closed and her eyes were black, and she could not feel any signs of life.

"Mom, mom, wake up... Whoo..." The little girl with big watery eyes looked at Ling Lan, twisted her headache and cried and shook her mother's body.

Ling Lan put his hand on the mother's arm and slowly injected a trace of spiritual strength. The mother with a slightly open mouth suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Ling Lan with dim eyes. Her mouth moved with difficulty and said, "Help... save my daughter..."

After saying this, the mother suddenly hung her hands on the ground, her head was crooked, and there was no breath of life. Seeing this, the girl jumped on her body with a "wow" and hugged her tightly and cried.

Ling Lan can faintly hear other moans, and there will never be only the little girl alive intact. He warmed the girl's fragile heart with the power of light, and then put her into a deep sleep, picked her up and flew away.

Along the way, Ling Lan saw countless bodies lying on the street. He saved more than 20 people in less than two minutes. Those people were still conscious and had no great harm.

Ling Lan put these people in silver bracelets and continued to save other refugees without delay.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew from the sky behind Ling Lan, and the cyan wind was mixed with the strong magic spirit, looming. He suddenly turned around and saw that the wind recede, and thousands of human beings flying in mid-air dispersed and fell into the streets and alleys.

"Save people quickly! 10 gold for saving one person and 1,000 gold for saving 100 people! Warriors, go and save our compatriots!" A man's voice shook in the city and sounded clearly and loudly in Ling Lan's ear.

At this time, Ling Lan flew over curiously and saw the man's appearance.

"Uncle York!"

"Ling Lan! It's you!" York, dressed in a blue windbreaker, shouted excitedly that he didn't expect to meet Ling Lan here.

The same is true for Ling Lan, and couldn't help asking, "Uncle York, are you here to save the city people?"

"The magic invaded dozens of cities in the empire, and half of the country was almost finished. Alas, I just rushed back to Anqi City and came down with this helper to save people. Ling Lan, are you the only one here? You are a bishop. This magic spirit should be harmful to you, right? York said worriedly that he practiced wind magic, and his resistance to magic was much stronger than that of believers practicing light magic.

"I'm fine. Seeing that you have brought so many people, the people in the city have greater hope of being rescued. I've been worried that there are not enough rescuers, and I happened to see you come." Ling Lan exhaled gently and let go of her worried heart.

"Ha ha, it is worthy of being a bishop respected by thousands of people. You can enter this magical dead city alone, which is much better than those bishops who are self-prouted to be kind and love the people. Needless to say, the two of us should also save talents as soon as possible!" York patted Ling Lan on the shoulder with relief, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a strong wind and disappeared.

Ling Lan also quickly flew to the city at this time. He also went to get along with Menghui, so that York's men would immediately fight desperately when they met her team of demons.

There are exactly 50,000 mercenaries in York, and those just now are mercenaries stationed around Anch City, and there are also more than 10,000. With so many powerful mercenaries, they can save at least 10,000 city residents in a minute.

After Ling Lan caught up with the dream team, they flew to another town, and the dead people they met on the way were saved by them. Dreams can not only create spiritual dreams, but also bring people into a dreamlike real world. That world is enough to accommodate tens of millions of people. Ling Lan once went into a dream about her hometown.

With the strange space of dreams, her demons will not have nowhere to settle when they save people, and their speed is also very fast, and they can save more than a dozen people in a few seconds.

The city was full of moaning city people. The magic gas that invaded the mainland continued to advance towards the west. It was not until the vision of the west that it was stopped that the magic gas invaded. In the westernmost part of the continent, the sky there is brighter than before, and the air is filled with a strong and comfortable breath. People can detect it, but they can't see and touch it.

In the end, it was the angels who came down from the divine world to tell the truth to let them know. The battle between the demon god and the god of light was almost defeated by both sides. The two of them fought extremely fiercely and affected the divine world. Their duel lasted for more than a month, and both of them decided to die with the power of their last lives because they were unable to fight again.

At that moment, the heaven and earth changed color, and the two opposing lights of black and white poured into the whole divine world from the beginning of them like a tsunami. The destructive force even tore the space and flowed into the whirlpool of time and space. That kind of powerful power is not what the gods can imagine. The power of darkness and light shot in from the passage to the world, and even the world is facing a devastating disaster. This is the reason why there is a change in the world at this moment. The impact of those demons on the Protos is huge. They naturally hate this dark power. All the Protos immediately organize to rush to the magic of the Protoss*, forcing it out of the divine world and flow into different time and space.

Those demons hidden in the human world saw the change of heaven and earth. They wanted to take the opportunity to attack the world, but unexpectedly, the passage between the demon world and the human world were suppressed by the power of light, and there were even signs of flowing into the demon world. They can't withstand the powerful power of light and dare not go back to the demon world to find reinforcements. However, for the demons hidden in the east of the mainland, it is no different from a great gift. The magic gas flowing from the divine world is a sufficient nutrient for them. Their cultivation in the magic spirit will greatly improve the speed of their progress.

Time passed unconsciously, and the people Ling Lan and others saved were countless. The dark magic is shrouded in half of the continent and will never dissipate. The light of the sun and moon can't shine in at all, and they can't see it. They can only look at the endless darkness to search for people who are still alive.

In other towns, the royal city of the Hill Empire was also eroded by magic, and the whole city was evacuated. However, the city people who rely on the east are not so lucky. Except for some strong people who escaped with their relatives and friends, those ordinary city people can't run the speed of magic floating, and all of them are submerged into the magic.

The believers of the church practiced the power of light and were extremely disgusted and disgusted with the magic spirit. Some bishops fled quickly with the church's followers. Even if someone proposed to enter the magic gas area to save people, those bishops continued to flee as if they didn't hear it. Only a few capable people go to save people regardless of their lives.

The city owners of some towns also ignored their own safety and took the city guards and the city people to leave until the last person was evacuated.

Everywhere on the mainland is staged a sad story. Ling Lan's city is an abandoned town that no one can save. They tirelessly went to save the people who had not yet died, from one city to another without interruption.

A day passed, and half of the Hill Empire was covered with darkness and boundless magic. Almost three-quarters of the people were notified in time and fled. The remaining people, who account for a quarter of the country, are submerged in the dark and evil spirits.

Those believers in the church saw some strong people flying out of the magic with their relatives one by one, and they also wanted to save their relatives. However, the church does not allow them to leave without permission and must follow the arrangement of the church.

Those believers spent the middle of the night in grief. They organized to ask the top of the church to find their families in the area submerged by magic. Some senior officials agreed to their actions, but they usually went back.

In the magic-covered town, some people kept escaping, some were rescued by those who rushed in, and some ran out by themselves with perseverance.

Outside the royal city, more than a dozen tired and haggard men, carrying a dying man on their back, have just come out of the royal city swallowed by magic. Tens of thousands of meters ahead of them was the place where the church and the army were stationed, and they ran hard behind the rescued people. It was not until half an hour later that they came to the gathering place of the fleeing crowd.