The Grand Arcanists silently looked up, although they had been on guard against the appearance of the [Spirits of the Net], but as the war intensified, they had to devote all their energy to this war, and they had no extra energy to watch out for the [Spirits of the Net].

Therefore, when the [Demon Net Spirit] launched an attack, they had just noticed it, and it was too late to stop it.

"It's not this fate that chooses us, but we choose this fate......" The old speaker frowned, quietly clenched the staff in his hand, and something seemed to be burning quietly in his bright eyes.

That's 'anger', that's hatred, that's 'fear' that's hard to put into words.

It seems that as the God of Radiance said, the choices they made before have created the current situation, and fate has never done anything to them, but they have chosen this fate themselves.

If they hadn't done that in the beginning, maybe nothing would have happened today – but if they didn't do anything, would they still be 'them'?

At the beginning of their birth, they Arcanists existed to understand the world and make the race stronger, but as time passed, their purpose gradually changed, although it was still to understand the world better, but the starting point was no longer to make the race stronger.

The 'means' became the 'starting point', and the original starting point has long since been lost......

But they don't regret it, and after years of inheritance, they have managed to get to know themselves and clarify their identity.

They are 'Arcanists', Arcanists who study the mysteries of the world, and even if they are crushed to pieces, they are ready for it, and they will not be afraid at all.

It's just that...... Regardless, even if they knew that they had done something wrong in the first place, that they were about to suffer a crushing defeat, and that it might even lead to the severance of the Arcanist's lineage, they were still not reconciled.

Time wasn't on their side, and fate wasn't on their side—the God of Light was right, but if it weren't for the sudden appearance of that woman, they wouldn't have chosen to return in such a hurry.

She has brought many new things and injected new power into the world, and if they don't come back, maybe in a few decades, they won't even need the gods to worry about the things on the mundane battlefield.

Unwilling to succumb to fate, the original Arcanists chose to rebel, and together with the original Warfighters, they formed the two pillars that supported the entire human race.

What the original arcanists were able to do, why couldn't they?

"Even though the likelihood of our defeat is already very high......" the Speaker whispered as he raised his staff.

The Grand Arcanist who manipulated the thunder followed with his staff held aloft with a calm expression, "But the Arcanist will never succumb to 'fate'!"

"Even 'death' can't change our minds. Another Grand Arcanist clenched his staff and whispered.

"Stubborn!"

"Arrogance!"

"Incorrigible!" the voices rang out at the same time, and the Grand Arcanists raised their staffs, aiming them at the sky, at the earth, and at this time, everything in the world became their enemy.

Behind the layers of magic circles, the sky slowly cracked, and a crack leading to the [Spirit of the Demon Net] Divine Kingdom was opening up.

Many mages who believed in the Spirit of the Demon Net ascended to the kingdom of God at the moment of death and became invokers.

The archmages and legendary mages who have been buried in history have become the emissaries of the Spirits of the Magic Web, standing on the edge of the rift and looking down on the ground.

They all have fanatical beliefs, and while they are alive, even if the gods of faith rarely respond to them, they will still give their whole hearts to do anything for their faith—even 'death'!

The legendary mage once named 'Alphonse' stood silently beside the [Spirit of the Magic Web] with a gentle smile on his face, and the six black wings full of mysteries behind him were dotted with stars, making people feel like they were seeing the 'starry sky' when they looked at it.

He did not die in that explosion, and as a relegation of the gods, no one could take the soul of a deity from a deity unless the gods themselves wanted to.

The Spirit of the Web is trying to crush the Arcane Empire, to get out of the Arcane Empire's control once and for all, even if the Arcane Empire is no longer able to control him, and he has to do it for the sake of insurance.

Looking at the expressionless face, which always seemed to be full of plainness, the Speaker exhaled, they did it in the first place, transforming a god into the way they wanted it to be.

Calm, sensible, and free from all emotional distractions, only the trade-off between interests remains, which is in their eyes the most 'perfect' deity, and only such a deity will not be presumptuous and prevent them from studying the world for emotional reasons......

But unfortunately, they both succeeded and failed, because the gods are 'gods' after all, and even if the [Spirit of the Demon's Web] was forcibly changed by them, for the sake of 'faith', he still chose to be hostile to them.

- Now they have completely failed, not to others, but at their own hands.

Fate played a joke on them that was not funny, at least not for themselves.

It was as if they were mocking all the efforts they had made before, but it was the choices they made that led to their own failures.

But...... Even if 'defeat' is almost a foregone conclusion, will they be caught because of this?

No, they won't!

Arcanists are not afraid of failure at any time, they just rose from failure after failure, and finally grew to the scale they are today!

But perhaps the biggest difference between this time and the usual one is that after this failure, they no longer have the ability to learn their lessons and get back on their feet.

"Even if everything we do is 'evil' and 'wrong' to you, and even to everyone, we are worthy of our hearts!"

For the first time after the start of the war, the Speaker showed obvious emotion, his face was full of indignation that he would not admit defeat, "As 'Arcanists', we don't think that we have done anything wrong, everything we do is to explore the mysteries of the world, the mysteries of life!"

"No matter what you say, we will continue to do it, even if you crush us to ashes, we will never admit defeat!"

The God of Radiance smashed down with a single sword, shattering the last transcendent monster that stood in his way, leaving only a few legends left.

And they, apparently, are powerless to continue to stop him from moving forward!

"Carl and I have never objected to this, and we have never stopped you from studying this, otherwise you would not have been able to grow and develop. The God of Radiance looked down at the three remaining legends, looked at their slightly trembling bodies, and whispered, "But since the time you went out to hurt others in order to study these things, you have gone astray. ”

The God of Justice clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, faced the giant golem, and said in a solemn voice: "I regret that I couldn't bring you back, if those 'evil' are judged at the beginning, maybe you can repent, and create a better world with us......

At this moment, the giant golem suddenly moved again, and its right-fist, which seemed to be a little bulky, slammed into the face of the god of justice.

The lightning stopped, the psionic energy dissipated, and the uncontrolled acid slammed to the ground, corroding the earth and evaporating wisps of foul-smelling smoke.

A ray of light pierced through the overlapping circles above the floating island, and all the free magic in the air came to a standstill, and the eight elemental furnaces erupted at the same time, and the surface of the overloaded furnace actually bloomed with a faint light.

"It's useless. The Speaker shook his head and sighed, "After all, we don't repent. ”

The pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth was violently revealed, and the vast divine power formed a model of a spell, and the shock wave fell from the sky and landed above the city on the top of the mountain, and then, the momentum was choked by a shield.

All the magic power output by the eight elemental furnaces at the same time was condensed into one, and under such a large amount of accumulation, even divine power could not easily destroy it.

Due to the stagnation of free mana, the movements of the giant golem became extremely jerky, and without the supply of huge mana, even if it had a magic energy furnace, it could only barely maintain its own operation.

Even so, it still remembers the most fundamental order given to it by its maker!

- Protect the Supreme Hall behind you, and protect the Grand Arcanist!

Click!

Countless numbers flowed through the golem's soul, and the output manipulated its body, blocking every attack that could destroy it, and it was powerless than that.

The giant golem ceased all functions except movement and defense, and as it lost its ability to repair itself, it was scarred more and more.

Without the supply of mana, there is no way to talk about the 'god-killing arm', and the legends are trying to completely liberate their own power, trying to stop the progress of the god of light with their own death.

Even though all of this may be 'futile', and even the emotions that lead them to fight to the death for the Arcane Empire may be 'fake', there is no doubt that they are 'desperate'.

If they are not even afraid of death, what else will they be afraid of?

Irreparable injuries were on their bodies, their bodies were on the verge of shattering, their souls were dying, and even if they were lucky enough to survive until the end of the battle, they would surely die.

Don't think! Don't hesitate! Don't look!

Keep your eyes on the present moment and focus your eyes on the present!

"Ah!!h

The legends roared in unison, and flames were already flying behind them, until this point, the monsters transformed by the transcendents were slaughtered.

The demigod lich raised his hand and grabbed it, and suddenly pulled it hard, and it could feel that two souls were pulled out of its body!

As long as it can get these two souls, it will be earned this time, and it can retreat, anyway, the defeat of the Arcane Empire is decided, and whether it stays or not cannot change the situation of the battle, it is better to flee earlier, so as not to delay for a long time and the situation will change.

Those two souls—

"If only it were that easy!" Serena shook her head and chuckled, her eyes reflecting the emblem of the goddess of wealth.

No one can take the soul of His Loved One from a single god!

The demigod lich's movements came to an abrupt halt, and it was shocked to discover that the two souls in its hands were nothing more than two bubbles, two 'illusions'!

"Why do you always ignore me?" the Polar Witch whispered, snickering, "There are two legendary mages on this battlefield, aren't they?"

The next moment, the bubble exploded, the shackles of space shattered, and the figure of Cervantes suddenly flashed in front of the demigod lich.

The lich couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and before his fist could reach his body, the skeleton supporting the skull burst open, and the bones suddenly flew out, hitting the black dragon one after another.

The skull, encrusted with gems of various colors, flew into the sky, and at the same time, the mouth opened, and a powerful suction force suddenly came, and the equipment marked by the lich suddenly flew up, and disappeared into the void with it.

The Polar Witch and Serena flicked their staffs at the same time, pointed at the huge demon, and shouted in unison, "Expulsion!!"

Hearing this, the orc lord god looked up to the sky and roared, pressed the head of the four-winged horned eagle to the ground, then let go of the stone axe, reached out to lift the heavy body of the demon lord, and released the feathers with the other hand, and slammed it into a fist and slammed into the demon lord's head.

The Demon Lord was beaten and his head was thrown back, and the Orc Lord God took the opportunity to grasp his calf inserted in the demon's abdomen and pulled it out violently.

The power of the world has fallen from the sky, and the Demon Lords have become more and more disconnected from their surroundings, but the Grand Arcanists have no time to care about this!

Eventually, the Demon Lord's massive body disappeared into the main material plane and returned to the bottomless abyss.

At this point, the Arcane Empire has no helpers, and the situation has completely collapsed!

- This is the fatal blow that the [Spirit of the Magic Net] gave them!

The sound and light gradually subsided, and the divine power bombardment ended here, and the eight overloaded elemental furnaces were already close to exploding.

The God of Justice slashed down with a sword, and all the limbs of the giant golem were detached from its body, and even the head of the control center was thrown aside.

Seeing the three fearless lives disappear before his eyes, the God of Radiance sighed, and immediately regrouped his momentum, turning to stand side by side with the God of Justice, facing the supreme hall of the Arcane Empire.

The orc main god walked slowly with a stone axe, and the three powerful divine powers returned to their original body shape at this moment.

The war is finally coming to an end!

The God of Radiance was extremely emotional, but he did not delay because of this, and after resting for about half a minute, he took a new step and walked towards the hall.

The sooner he ends this battle, the sooner he can rush back, the sooner he can end this war once and for all, and let innocent civilians suffer less.

Three surging momentum soared into the sky, and the three gods raised their weapons at the same time, took a deep breath, and wrapped in the demands and expectations of the wind and countless civilians, the three pillars of light fell with a bang!