"Ahh It's really hateful, when this guy uses this technique, the body will inevitably be a weakness, so he just hides and uses this almost endless wave to both attack and use it as a defense! ”

Anzi Ulgong immediately understood the enemy's thinking, and I have to say that such a tactic with this skill is indeed very suitable.

These white waves, which were enough to resist even tenth-order magic, were indeed very difficult to deal with, and they had almost no weaknesses.

Although Ainz understands that energy must be conserved, the opponent's use of this seemingly extremely powerful ability must have limitations or flaws or costs that he does not know, otherwise the enemy must have used it long ago.

But at this time, he didn't have enough time to understand what the weakness of this technique was and how to solve it.

"I can't help it, but I've always wanted to save this trick for when something unexpected might happen in battle; But if I don't use it now, then I really don't have much to do! ”

Anziul muttered to himself, and as soon as his bone palm was released, the artifact-level staff floated in mid-air.

Then he stretched out his arms and spread them out naturally, and a large number of light blue magic rings immediately appeared near his body, and round magic rings of different sizes were rotating under his feet, shoulders, and on the top of his head.

The rings are embedded with runes and hieroglyphs that contain mysterious powers, and these magic rings are constantly being charged as they rotate.

"Transcendent magic!"

As Ainz Urgon officially cast it, the magic ring under his feet flew straight up, and the circle expanded, and layers of larger and larger magic rings appeared above Ainzi's head.

The power is constantly transmitted in these magic rings, reaching the sky.

Then, white light fell from the sky with a huge amount of thermal energy, covering the center of the arena duel with a huge circle, destroying everything within its reach, as if the sky had fallen.

The creatures in it will be inflicting blazing damage every second, which is terrifyingly heat.

Those originally endless waves of white silk dissolved in an instant under this white light.

The unwilling scorpion urged the line of the ocean on the ground to rush upwards with all its might, but it was brutally suppressed, and everything disappeared wherever the white light passed.

Seeing that the hole card skill that he had paid for was cracked like this, the scorpion didn't even flash anger in his mind, because he knew that with the speed at which the white light fell, it was too late for him to dodge.

After immediately giving up the meaningless seal, the scorpion rushed towards Kaido, the puppet who was still hammering his head.

Using the characteristics of his slender body, he hid directly under Kaido's body, and used Kaido's body to help him withstand the first wave and the most violent impact of white light.

The impact of white light was followed by a continuous high temperature.

By the time the magic attack was over, the duel area in the center of the arena had become a pit, and one side of the arena building was in ruins.

Originally, it was an oval-shaped arena, but the remaining buildings became 'C' shaped, and the remaining parts of the buildings were also shaking, and it seemed that they were a little unstable.

This is still because Ainz, who casts magic, happens to be standing on one side, and the superposition magic centered on him only covers part of the main building of the arena.

"That, Your Majesty, we, shouldn't we withdraw!" The team of steel-grade adventurers hired by the Blood Emperor, the captain of the Silver Silk Bird, stammered.

The Blood Emperor looked at the collapsed building opposite, his eyes were a little stunned, and he didn't react for a moment to what someone had said just now.

The battle in front of us has reached this point, those who should have been shocked have been shocked, those who should have been afraid and frightened have been afraid and feared, to be honest, the human beings who are still watching now have become a little numb.

No matter how many bells and whistles the magic turrets or the endless waves of white silk could not make these people fluctuate much.

Anyway, these are all abilities that can easily kill themselves, and among them, except for the Blood Emperor and the people of the Slian Sect, the others have already considered themselves dead, and almost all of them are holding the posture of an undead, watching this battle.

Until the arena building evaporated a quarter, and then collapsed a quarter, and now only this half of the building is shaking, and I don't know when it will collapse.

On the contrary, he woke up the person of the silver silk bird, and the desire to survive in his heart recovered, and he began to take the initiative to think about escaping from here and living.

However, the two bigwigs below have already begun to launch indiscriminate range attacks, and they don't know if it is more dangerous to escape now, and they will die silently when they flee from here.

After all, there is still a Blood Emperor here, and there is also a Celestial Priest of the Silian Sect who does not know the depths and seems to be unpredictable.

Maybe it's safer to stay here!

If the Demon King comes again, the magic that was used on the battlefield of the kingdom and the empire before, then the entire imperial capital will have to die, and maybe it will be safer to stay by the side of the Blood Emperor.

The so-called dedication to duty is just a ridiculous interface in this case.

But after all, they still want to stay away, so they will open their mouths to suggest that the Blood Emperor retreat, so that they can retreat and stay with the Blood Emperor and the Divine Commander all the time.

"Lord Priest, are we still necessary to continue watching?"

It took several seconds for the Blood Emperor to come back to his senses, and he turned his gaze to the Fire God official beside him, and his mouth was difficult to spit out a question.

Even though the previous plan was to see Aziulgon's hole cards, in the current situation, he could really die at any time from the unknown range magic.

This reality has made the Blood Emperor get rid of the tip of the bull's horns to a certain extent.

What's the point of rebelling against the Great Tomb of Nasalik if it still ends up dying?

That puppeteer is already so powerful, but he still fell under the magic of the Demon King, can the Slian Sect really show more combat power to deal with the Great Tomb of Nassalik?

One question after another, like an awl, pierced into the Blood Emperor's heart, making him begin to have self-doubt.

At this moment, the Blood Emperor Gil asked himself, he was indeed afraid.

The one-sided torture of soldiers on the battlefield did not make him so frightened that he gave up struggling.

But now, after seeing Anzi Urgon fighting against a strong man of the same level, he suddenly came to his senses; Knowing these gods and demons, it is impossible for human beings to resist.

But at this moment, the Fire God Commander responded.

"It's necessary, of course it's necessary, you don't think this battle is over, do you? That puppeteer isn't dead yet! ”

"Moreover, things seem to have taken some wonderful turns, and the last magic of that Demon King seems to be a bit self-defeating, disrupting one of his own previous tactical arrangements!"

The white absolute who was controlled from a distance by the black absolute did not know how to turn his head, and answered the question of the Blood Emperor by himself.

His eyes turned to the center of the arena, which had become a deep pit, and the puppet Kaido, who had stopped knocking on his head despite being badly injured.

Because, the head of the puppet Kaido is completely gone, and the injuries to his limbs and torso are healing themselves at a high speed.

Kaido, who has lost his head, is back in the control of the scorpion; And the scorpion, which was hiding under Kaido, also survived this wave of attacks alive.

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