Chapter 1527 In the Name of Perun’s Shield!

"Mom, look!"

“The Mosca Palace is glowing!”

In the residential area far away from the Mosca Palace, a child curiously opened the curtains and looked at the Mosca Palace that was struck by lightning through the window glass.

And for the first time, I saw the soft light emitting from this majestic and charming palace.

This light is still extremely conspicuous in the dark night and reflected by thunder and lightning.

And those who gazed at this light invariably felt a warmth surrounding their hearts.

People don't know that this is the result of Xiao Yu's witchcraft.

They only knew that the descendants of Perun, the patron saint of the Slavic clan, lived in the Mosca Palace. They were the brave men of their clan and the guardians of the future.

With this hint of warmth appeared.

These people all believed that this was a resonance between themselves and others as residents of this land and the ancient gods.

Otherwise, how could they feel that that light brought them so close?

"That Lord Roskimir, how can you say that on TV?"

"The bloodline successor of the god Perun."

"Our Slavic God!"

After hearing their parents’ inquiries, some children recounted the online messages they had seen and emphasized the key points:

This is their local extraordinary!

boom!

The light from Mosca Palace appeared, but the frequency of thunder also became more frequent.

Under the lightning, the soft light appears more tenacious and unique.

And in Mosca Palace.

The people surrounding Roskimir saw black air appearing around Roskimir, which was illuminated by the light and became extremely dazzling, circling around him rapidly.

Under the swish, swish, and swish, there were even more penetrating whispers wandering around the palace:

"There has never been a Slavic patron saint, and that stupid Perun has been wiped out in ashes long ago!"

"The descendants of Perun!"

"Give up, you are just a mortal who has inherited a little bit of bloodline power!"

"It's just your bloodline power!"

"Hehehe, you who awakened Perun's Shield will also be annihilated in ashes at the same time!"

Hearing these sinister words, everyone around him got goosebumps.

Roskimir's eldest son even opened his mouth and eyes wide, looking at his father with great worry:

"My father will die? No, no, how could it be possible? To awaken the Shield of Perun...how could it be necessary to sacrifice my father!"

The eldest son, Varokimir, had just shouted this when he suddenly stopped and his voice became mute.

A seemingly forgotten fragment from his dream suddenly appeared in his mind.

That was the whisper of the ancestor who successfully slayed the dragon, looking back at them:

The greatest power possessed by the human soul is called:

Self-sacrifice!

"No, no, how could this happen?"

Varokimir's gaffe fell into the eyes of those around him.

Suddenly, they all guessed that the possibility that Roskimir would die if he awakened the Shield of Perun was probably true!

They looked at Roskimir with complicated eyes.

"Self-sacrifice?"

Through the remote monitor, in the conference room of the investigation departments of the major forces who were witnessing this process, Mosca's investigation officer whispered softly.

Next to them, several religious professionals looked at each other and nodded in unison:

"Self-sacrifice, so that the soul can ascend to meet certain ritual requirements, is indeed a point that is emphasized in many mythological systems."

"If the Shield of Perun is really that... important as shown by the data, it would be reasonable to rely on self-sacrifice to awaken it."

"That Roskimir can choose to sacrifice himself so calmly. It seems that we have all misunderstood him."

"Yes, it seems that the results produced by those mental and psychological research experts can be burned as waste paper."

"You can't blame them. After all, the spiritual psychology of extraordinary people has just begun. Not even a primitive model has been established."

When these people were deeply moved by Roskimir's self-sacrifice.

No idea.

Roskimir glowing in the Mosca Palace Assembly Hall.

At this moment, I was actually panicking in my heart.

Like his eldest son, he was also mentioned by evil words, and then he suddenly remembered the forgotten information in the dream, and knew that he had to sacrifice himself.

Roskimir did not want to die.

He is just a psychopath who wants to be in the limelight, not a great hero who is remembered!

Wuwuwu, Ancestor Perun, I suddenly have an urgent need to urinate. Can you interrupt the ceremony?

Unfortunately, Roskimir had lost the ability to speak and move at this time. His eyes were closed tightly, and his arms were open and shining with a holy look.

No matter how broken his heart is, he can't show it to attract the attention of people around him, causing his personality to collapse.

He could only shed tears in his heart, bear the admiration and admiration of everyone, and keep struggling.

suddenly.

The evil words were emphasized:

"If you want to become extraordinary, there is no need to sacrifice yourself!"

"Don't be deceived. Once you lose your soul, you have nothing!"

"Think about it, your ancestor, that ridiculous Perun, after his death, his descendants were so miserable that only you were left!"

"What's the point of self-sacrifice to save the people!"

"Why don't you join us? Motian is ruthless and selfless, and whatever you give will be rewarded."

"With your bloodline, obey the devil and you will instantly become extraordinary!"

The temptation to speak evil continues to increase.

So much so that those who don't have enough concentration around them almost want to ask if they can also take refuge in that demonic heaven and become extraordinary.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!"

The black gas accelerated its movement around Roskimir.

Just let them seduce you.

Roskimir seemed to be determined to imitate the self-sacrifice of his ancestors to awaken the artifact.

The evil voice in the black air became uneasy and began to roar.

Several doors of the Mosca Palace seemed to have been hit by heavy objects, making a banging sound.

In the palace, the temperature dropped so sharply that the heating equipment had to be turned on on this cool day.

Ouch!

Above the Mosca Palace.

Two incredibly large black dragon heads emerged from the thick clouds in the lightning.

Although the body is still hidden in the dark clouds, it cannot be seen clearly.

It was just the translucent light and shadow of the two dragon heads that popped up in the lightning.

Already at that moment, the children who were looking around at the Mosca Palace curiously cried.

The adults were also inexplicably panicked, so they quickly closed the curtains, curled up on the bed with their children in their arms, and silently prayed to the god Perun.

After Xiao Yu magnified the double-headed black dragon illusion hundreds of times, he added several frightening spells to it. With the help of special sound and light effects such as thunder and light, he frightened many people as soon as he appeared.

Xiao Yu felt that time was almost up.

Something moved in my heart.

Roskimir suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the sky, and the flames on his body flashed!

boom!

The light of Mosca Palace suddenly rose into the sky against thousands of thunders!

A voice, centered around this, spread out towards the entire Mosca city.

"In the name of Perun's Shield!"

"Protect this world!"