The jet-black pillar of light passed through Minsk's body unhindered, and was not quickly neutralized by the laws of the world like other arcane arts, but pierced through the dark red sky for an unknown distance, leaving a fleeting black dot before disappearing completely.

Minsk was still standing motionless in mid-air, not angry, not even a little surprised, but this stimulus made him come to his senses somewhat, and he could tell that this was the nine-ring arcane 'arcane energy annihilation ray', the power generated by the mutual annihilation of the root laws with the magic net, and the destructive power even surpassed that of the iridescent arcane with the chaotic element as the source. That jet-black pillar of light was not actually light, but an absolute vacuum created after the annihilation of the law, which was the power that completely dissolved a part of the world.

"Why did you betray me?" Minsk asked in a low voice. His face was still joyless and sad, indifferent. Although there was a hole the size of a bowl in his chest, it didn't seem to affect him in the slightest. Even this most powerful and almost defenseless arcane is not a harm to a real secondary god, as long as this 'secondary god crown' arcane is still maintained, the essence of his existence is to connect with the entire universe of ten thousand stars, ** is just an accessory, this level of damage is equivalent to ordinary people cutting a small hole in a place that is not very important.

"I... I didn't know that the Duke would come in person...... My family is still in Inclave, my children my siblings... If the Duke dies here, they won't survive...... If I had known, I wouldn't have ......."

Diesel's face was a mixture of helplessness, despair, sadness, and regret, and I wondered whether he was regretting whether he should have betrayed Minsk, or regretting that he should not have followed Minsk in the first place. As he fell, his body crystallized rapidly under the invasion of the earth element, and this awkward expression completely froze on his face, and then fell to the ground with him and smashed into pieces.

And not far away, the duke, who had been pretending to dodge, had already stood still, and an arcane technique that had been prepared for a long time had also taken advantage of this rare opportunity created by Mage Diesel to carry out it quickly, and it had been completed at this moment.

Trickling raindrops fell from the sky on the land, which had probably never been touched by water, and then evaporated and disappeared in an instant. However, this raindrop did not really fall from the sky, the sky was still dark red, without the slightest cloud, and there was no such thing in this fragment realm, these raindrops were condensed directly from the void.

The raindrops grew heavier and denser at a rapid rate, and soon turned into a downpour, but all the water fell to the ground and disappeared again. When these raindrops are around the duke, they will automatically bypass, as if they are alive, and the water droplets that fall on Anthony's ** division will disappear directly. It's just that the crystallized remains of Mage Diesel on the ground quickly melted and disappeared when they touched these raindrops, like frost under boiling water.

These are not real water, but the liquid of the laws that leak out of the territory of the water element, which can dissolve and assimilate most objects at the level of the law, and can smooth out the fluctuations between the laws. This rain of laws can not only melt matter and dissolve living beings, but also arcane and spirit bodies.

Minsk frowned, this was the first time he had shown emotion since using the arcane technique of the Lesser God Crown, but it was not from his original reason and will, but from the instinct of the current secondary god. He could feel the tilt of the laws caused by this arcane on this plane, and the rain of laws caused the earth elemental laws that he had been like his fingers to gradually stagnate, and compared to the annihilation ray that blasted his body out of a transparent hole just now, this effect was much greater on him.

"I can't help myself. His voice rumbled. The whole world roared together, and the anger pulsated together, and countless raindrops condensed from the void quickly evaporated and disappeared, and the heavy rain created by this arcane was suddenly stopped.

The duke below snorted, blood from his nose and half-knelt on the ground. This eight-ring arcane 'dissolution realm' is indeed the arcane that can cause the biggest obstacle to Minsk at present, but compared to the power of the gods, it is not enough after all, and it was actually suspended from the law level, just like a golem that is made with precision cannot stop a mountain from smashing down after all, after all, the level of power is completely different.

But that's enough. With such power, this secondary god's affinity for the law has also been raised to a whole new level, and Minsk's eyes have turned into chaos, and only the last shred of rational light is still struggling to shine.

In the completely dark red sky above, a flash of starlight suddenly lit up. At first, the starlight was only faintly visible, seemingly far away, but once it appeared, it flew towards it at a very fast speed, and slammed into Minsk in the air in the blink of an eye as if it had crossed space.

The sky was moving, the earth was shaking, as if the whole world had been struck by this starlight. At this moment, countless flickering starlight faintly appeared in the dark red sky, as if they were borrowing from the resonance of this starlight, and the ground shook and cracked everywhere, and it seemed that it was also shattered by this starlight.

Minsk didn't look out of the ordinary, and he turned to face the sneak attacker. It turned out to be a Western man who looked to be in his early thirties, with a wide robe and big sleeves, black hair and black eyes, and he had just withdrawn the palm that had struck Minsk, and the starlight swirling around his body was gradually dissipating.

"You ......" Minsk recognized this man, this was the mage leader of the Western 'Qian' Empire's legations, with whom he had fought before, and this strange power that could bring resonance to the astral realm was his characteristic. It's just that he doesn't understand why this person is here at this time.

I don't have time to think about anything more. Minsk could feel that the affinity of the law was declining, which was the evidence that he was really 'injured' The shock of the law brought by the astral realm was so deep that it even directly shook the foundation of this fragment realm, which was originally a dust-like existence in the universe of ten thousand stars, far less stable than the main material realm, which caused him to be damaged by his close connection with this realm. What's even more terrifying is that his true root, the ten-ring arcane 'Oro Green's secondary god crown' seems to have been inexplicably affected, and the originally perfectly functioning arcane equation has stagnated.

The decline in the affinity of the law had restored his rationality, which was about to be completely extinguished, but Minsk knew that this was not a good thing, because with it came the pain from the edge of the huge hollow in his chest, and he had not had time to change the properties of this body in an elementalized way, and this broken shell could no longer bear the essence of his life. This is an innocuous problem in the state of the secondary god, once it slides down, it becomes a step that is difficult to cross, and even after crossing, he doesn't know if he can still keep the reason that he has now returned to the light in the face of the law perception in the state of the god again.

Minsk took one last look at Duke Inclave below. This man, whom he had watched grow up with his own eyes since he was a baby, turned out to be beyond his imagination after all, like the most cruel and sophisticated revenant, even if the layers of traps carefully arranged, he still had to prepare a deadly killer that no one could have imagined.

"Well done. He finally whispered, then turned to look at the Westerner who had attacked him, and used one last magic spell. His body instantly turned into pure metal, from flesh to hair, as if suddenly it had turned into a vivid metal statue.

In contrast, the Westerner he was watching who had attacked him turned completely into metal, and they all fell from the air together, smashing on the ground with two muffled sounds.

“...... This one... That's it?"

After about half a minute of silence, Master Anthony asked tentatively. From the fall of these two statues, the fragmented realm completely returned to a deathly silence, except for the breathing of him and the duke.

"Well, it's over. The Duke had been quietly looking at the metal statue that had been transformed into Minsk, and only then did he speak, his voice equally calm. Like most arcanists who try to experience the power of a secondary god, he ended up opting for his own radical elementalization, from ** to soul. ”

"Ah...... That's really ...... An unexpected and unsurprising ending...... "Anthony shook his head, the expression on his face was very strange, there was the sad feeling of the rabbit dying and the fox, the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and a little sad. "Fortunately, his last magic technique is this, and he didn't open up the Earth Elemental Territory to pull us in together. ”

"Maybe he forgot. The Duke pouted. There was a hint of surprise in his voice.

“... It's all right, it's been a terrifying day..."

Anthony breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the ground with his ass, the ups and downs in just a few minutes were really the experience he had never had in his life. This feeling of life and death in the hands of others, and relying on some luck to survive in a desperate situation, is much more exciting than the politics of a secret room playing with some kind of conspiracy. He prides himself on being well-maintained and energetic, but at this time, he only feels that his whole person has softened like an empty balloon.

However, as a noble imperial nobleman, this kind of unruly appearance is unacceptable even from the instinct of self, Anthony ** Shi struggled to stand up after taking two breaths, clapped his hands and used an arcane technique specially for grooming, the embarrassed sweat on his face, the stains were immediately swept away, and the hair like seaweed was fluffy and stretched again, and it was full of the smell of sunshine again. This kind of arcane art is what the nobles of Oroyosta are most used and good at.

"I can't imagine that in the end, I still have to rely on these two reinforcements in ambush to win narrowly......" After sorting out his demeanor and mood, Anthony's ** division was in the mood to reflect on the previous battle. "I'm really worried that guy named Diesel is going to betray us. It was a despicable speculator, and it was surprising to me that he was able to sneak up on his original master according to the agreed plan in the face of an overwhelming advantage in strength......"

The duke shrugged and said, "Nothing strange. If it weren't me, but someone else, he would definitely fall back to Minsk. But when he saw that I had come in person, he knew that there was no way back. Once I am killed, the people of Incre will know immediately that his family will suffer the most brutal reprisals. In the end, he is just a short-sighted guy, whether he follows Minsk or turns around and wants to join us, he is just temporarily using the wind to seek some petty profits, but he does not have the courage and long-term planning to really do big things. ”

"Oh, that's pathetic. Anthony made a look of disdain. "But... With all due respect, this Lord Minsk does not look like a very far-sighted and scheming conspirator, and what he has done before can be concealed from you...... When he arranges a way back for his family, or maybe there are always some traces of his family, right?"

"He has no family, no family. The Duke replied with a blank face.

"Oh, that's rare......" Anthony was stunned. With the thinking of the imperial aristocracy, the ** teacher without the support of the family is as incredible as a child jumping out of a stone. Even if Clay's situation is more special, this ** master is not from a family with an arcane inheritance, or is simply an orphan, but it should be logical for him to breed a family after becoming famous.

"His family was the first tribe to attach to my father in the Inclave Highlands, and helped my father create the Highlands, which angered several other indigenous tribes, and took the opportunity of a beast tide to exterminate them, and used all his people as sacrifices to the abyss to cast a bloodline curse, cutting him off the ability to continue the bloodline. In fact, if I had sought the help of the Elven Sacred Tree, or had come to Oroyosta to find the Royal Arcane Academy, there might have been a chance to lift this curse, but that would have required considerable resources and opportunities, and he had always followed my father and did not go. So he's always been outnumbered. ”

"So maybe it's fair to say that he really didn't betray Inclave. Inclave was already the whole of his life. It's just that this era is no longer what he thought it was. I'll bring him back to Inclave so he can look at that land forever. The duke kept looking at the statue in Minsk, and his expression didn't seem to fluctuate, but the gloom in his voice was inevitable.

"Ah, let's take a look at our Western friends. He endured it until the last minute, which really scared me. Anthony didn't want to face this kind of topic, turned to look at the Westerner who was also completely metalized, and said in a loud voice: "I heard from the little guys in Oss City that they are making a lot of trouble on the West Coast, I still don't believe it, now it seems that these Westerners are indeed very powerful." This Westerner can actually cause the shock of the astral realm and directly suppress the power of the gods, and his previous hidden skills are also very wonderful, and it seems that he also uses the synchronization and coordination with the astral plane...... Well, but now that he's like this, how are we going to explain it to those Westerners? Doesn't it affect your relationship with those Westerners?"

"Ah, this can only be said to be a bit of a pity......"

Retract your gaze from the metal statue in Minsk and re-place it on the statue of the Westerner. The Duke could only shake his head regretfully and said, "I heard that this Liu is the most powerful warrior in the envoy corps, and now it seems that this is indeed the case. It's definitely right to find a way to pull him over as a thug. I'm also very curious about that amazing Western skill...... It's a pity that I don't seem to have a chance to ask him to do the experimental analysis slowly. But it doesn't matter, those Westerners have sent me the supplies I need, and the biggest effect for me has been done......"

"Ah..... in that case, it might as well be like this. Anthony's eyes lit up. "Just dissolve this statue that the Westerner turned into and use it for research, as well as those very expensive alloys that were summoned by Lord Minsk before, just to make up for the losses we suffered this time, I think you won't care about the Duke..."

"Whatever you want. The Duke turned away indifferently. "Hurry up and pack up and go back. ”

At this moment, there was a slight cracking sound on the statue, and the two were stunned for a moment, and the statue cracked, it turned out that the metal was only a very thin layer on the outside, but the inside was still the living Westerner who attacked Minsk.

With a cough, the Westerner coughed up a large mouthful of metallic liquid, and it fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and even the ground shook slightly. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it was really hard to imagine that people would spit out such a thing, and what was even more strange was that they could still survive the magic of a secondary god.

"Ah...... My dear Liu, it's great that you're okay! We're worried about you!" After a moment's pause, that kind and peaceful smile immediately appeared on Anthony's face, and he opened his hands and said loudly in a somewhat strangely pronounced Western dialect.