In the sky above the palace square, colorful lights fell, rippling on everyone from time to time.

Strange halos of light flickered in the sky, and there was a faint thunder and lightning swirling in them.

When Mistrio held up a sculpture of the dead bones in his left hand and touched the Bell of Peace with his right hand, a strange connection was born.

At the same time, he ended up silently chanting the mantra.

Countless magical elements converge wildly, constantly instilling into the Peace Bell.

"How dare you snatch control from me!"

Gwen Magnus roared.

At this time, he could feel some kind of malice, and even the controlled crowd in the city had fallen into a certain point of losing control.

Disturbed by Imelia's seductive powers, and interrupted by Mystrio to manipulate the Peace Bell, these controlled people seem to show signs of rebellion.

"A bunch of dirt chickens and dogs, even if I am distracted, I can drive away these little tricks of yours!"

Holding the sword of the gods with a little thought, he unloaded Xu Zhi's combat power.

At the same time, Gwen Magnus also distracted himself and competed with Mistrio for the Peace Bell.

This artifact doesn't seem to have the concept of an owner.

As long as you are familiar with the way of control, in whose hands you are in will be able to play a role.

As Gwen Magnus fought, Mistrio froze and froze in place.

"They're in a clash of souls!" Somla shouted.

He has participated in several soul encounters, and his long life has not lacked insight.

Gwen Magnus apparently separated part of his consciousness and was locked in a battle with Mistrio.

The clash of souls is dangerous, and the length of time it lasts is indescribable.

With the great method of anti-magic, Gwen Magnus is difficult to be affected by magic, which makes Mistrio, who is good at magic, almost a waste.

At this time, he also began to play to his strengths.

The immense power possessed by the thousand-year-old soul.

Fight Gwen Magnus for control of the Peace Bell.

At this time, he even used this magic weapon that no one could bind to impact the demigods.

"Go!"

Xu Zhi slashed an axe at the top of Gwen Magnus's head.

With a bull tomahawk stuck across his head, Gwen Magnus just sneered gloomily, not caring about the blow Xu Zhi brings.

At this point, he was more aware of the battle with Mistrio.

The strength of Mystrio's soul obviously made him constantly invest more and more of his mind, and it was difficult to take into account the opposition in reality for a while.

"Split!"

Many blows were ineffective, and Xu Zhi also began to pull the divine arts.

This was probably the best time for him to unleash his magic spell.

Close enough, Gwen Magnus didn't have time to care about him, which allowed him to be safe enough when he unleashed his magic.

When the body stiffened, the rules of the void were suddenly pulled out.

Compared to Somla's thunder and lightning rule power, Xu Zhi blended the two rule powers.

A regular force is condensed in the left hand, a regular force is condensed in the right hand, and when the hands are pulled, it begins to rotate like a yin and yang fish.

"This time it must work, Gwen Magnus will not suffer, it will be my turn to suffer."

The Split Divine Technique was useless in the face of the Dragon God, and Xu Zhi also released the Divine Technique for the second time.

At that time, there was only a fourth-level divine art, and now it is a ninth-level splitting divine art.

Cleave (Level 9 864795010000000): Causes the target to suffer the effect of splitting, 30% chance to cause soul splitting, 30% chance to cause body splitting, duration: unknown, cooldown: 30 days.

Gwen Magnus, who was at a stalemate, looked stunned, and then turned pale.

"You, you, you ......"

His face changed, and the Peace Bell shook violently, as if it let out countless angry roars.

"What did you do to me?"

Gwen Magnus pulled the bull battle axe out of his head, carried the sword of the gods, and stabbed Xu Zhi.

His steps were vain, and his sword was out of sight.

In terms of speed, it was not as good as the original Windranger Sword, Xu Zhi flashed lightly, and he had already retreated.

A space-tearing force came, and Xu Zhi turned his head suddenly.

On the other side, Mystrio's seven orifices began to bleed.

He stretched out his hand and looked at the scene around him in a daze.

It was a world he was familiar with, and it was a world he had neglected before.

In his quest for immortality, he missed too much.

The Bell of Peace evolved into the elements of wind, water, fire, and earth and slowly stopped.

Thunder shook in the sky, but lightning did not strike for a long time.

In the dreary sky, various halos of light flickered and gradually subsided.

In the battle against Gwen Magnus Soul.

Mistrio lost.

The scramble for the rainbow crystal failed.

His hands began to fall, and his body gradually scattered into dry bones.

An immortal light escaped from his body in confusion, fluttering in the air for several seconds before finally disappearing.

At the same time, an infinite pull in the void came.

Xu Zhi roared unwillingly.

The contract is invalid.

It was the first time his main contractor died in a fierce battle.

It was also his most important contractor who died.

Throw your soul into the Peace Bell, and in the face of Gwen Magnus's blow, this part of the soul is likely to be wiped out directly.

The battle for the soul, the end of defeat is far from physical death.

This is a wound that the rules of immortality are difficult to heal.

Even if he survived through immortal means, it was likely that Mistrio would not be able to speak of a sober mind.

It's not much different from Aurang Marasa's end.

"Somla!"

Xu Zhi shouted, and his body slowly turned into light and shadow.

As he traveled back to the Elemental Realm, he saw Somra's condensed lightning ball turn into a long chain, rapidly spreading towards the Bell of Peace.

He also saw Imelia leap high and hold Somra in front of him with outstretched arms, blocking Gwen Magnus' sword.

The space trembled, and Xu Zhi had already returned to the elemental realm.

"Damn it!"

Magic is completely useless, physical blows are ineffective, and Xu Zhi is extremely mentally prepared for the battle with Gwen-Magnus.

But he didn't expect Mistrio to be the first to die.

This forced him to return to the Elemental Realm.

There are only four people in total, and two at a time.

This can trigger a chain rout.

When Xu Zhi's brows furrowed, he saw countless halos flickering in the sky above the Elemental Realm.

"Oh my God, are the elemental tides coming back again?"

"There's nothing unusual in the Sage's Window."

……

A familiar sight came into view, and a bunch of green skins began to scream.

"Elemental tides?"

Xu Zhi looked at the sky, only to feel that there were faint wailing sounds in the sky, which was not the abnormal movement of the elemental tides.

A heavy rain inexplicably began to fall.

When Xu Zhi stretched out his hand to touch it, he felt sadness in his heart, and tears flowed down uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

There are even a bunch of heartless little green skins who don't know the reason, sitting on the ground and crying.

"Is this Gwen Magnus dead?"

If it weren't for the difficulty of returning to the scene, Xu Zhi would really want to travel through the Nether to see the truth.

As his mind turned, he felt that he was being watched by some powerful being.

This made him feel a stronger sadness, but also a trace of astonishment, a trace of disappointment.

Xu Zhi looked at it, only to feel that his gaze had shuttled through the void and saw through the truth.

At the center of that world, there is a myriad of fogs.

In the mist, a silver-white dragon loomed.

When he was noticed by this dragon, Xu Zhi felt this attention, and the other party also gave back the image.

The two sides are separated by infinite space and have infinite distance, but Xu Zhi feels that the other party seems to be right in front of him.

There are only three figures left between heaven and earth.

Dragon.

He.

and Gwen Magnus, who knelt on the ground with his head in his hands and wailed.