Fifteen figures flashed in front of the temple gate, and they raised their staffs together, and the three pillars of light that burst into flames disintegrated.

The drifting points of light gradually dissipated into the wind, and the three gods looked up at the same time, and the three eyes shot at the fifteen Grand Arcanists as if in substance. The bodies of the two turned into ashes and scattered in an instant, and the remaining one was also seriously injured, countless blood vessels burst up and down their bodies, and blood sprayed out, staining their bodies red.

Not only the muscles and blood vessels, but also the internal organs have been violently shaken, and even if they are not dead now, they are not very far from 'death'.

This is the power of the 'gods', just a glance is enough to wipe out the mundane.

However, this ability cannot be used too much, and it can only be used about once or twice in a battle.

The battered Grand Arcanist had his knees to the ground, his limp arms clutching his staff, his body trembling, blood gushing out of his seven orifices.

But even so, he still stubbornly raised his head and stared at the three gods in front of him.

They killed two of their companions, and then destroyed their beloved empire, and although they were to blame for all this, they could not prevent them from resenting the three gods, and the two things must be separated!

The speaker had a sad face and stood silently in front of the hall, not counting a majestic figure blocking the sight of the three gods looking at the hall.

Once, he couldn't get used to seeing his teacher sacrifice himself in order to save him, but in fact he was resentful, and felt bitter and remorseful for killing his teacher because he didn't fight for it.

Now, he chose to stand up, just like his teacher had done in the first place, blocking the gods.

At this time, the speaker let out a long sigh: "Run, run as far away as possible, don't come back......"

This is their last chance, after that, the world of Assatom will develop much faster than they imagined, and it is impossible for the Arcane Empire to return to the world of Assatom and their descendants to avenge them.

The enlightened level of the gods in this world is much stronger than in other worlds, and the magic energy machine may not be able to develop in other worlds, but it will definitely be able to develop and grow in this world.

“...... I'm not going to let them escape. "The God of Radiance, the God of Justice, and the Orc Lord God raised their hands at the same time, but in a moment, this space was completely closed, and no teleportation spells could be used.

The god of radiance has a cold look in his eyes, and his kindness and kindness are never for enemies or evildoers.

If the Arcanist was allowed to flee, wouldn't it be his mistake if something happened in the future that put innocent civilians in danger?

Just because he was so merciful that he allowed those dangerous elements to escape, if they were really unwilling to come back to cause destruction and killing, how innocent would those affected be?

"Arcane Empire, those civilians you brought, I can also let them live, teach them, let them distinguish between right and wrong, and then let them integrate into the world of Assatom. The god of radiance gripped his sword and stepped forward, "But unlike the Arcanists who represent your lineage, they will continue to hold a grudge against the world of Assatom, just as you do. ”

The God of Justice and the Orc Lord God slowly approached the Grand Arcanist along with the God of Radiance, and at the same time said in a low voice: "Just like Jean said, we accidentally let you flee at the beginning, which eventually led to the outbreak of this war, and countless people were affected by this war, and their families were ruined. Wives have lost their husbands, parents have lost their sons, and children have lost their fathers...... It's all our fault, and we're not going to let history repeat itself!"

The Grand Arcanists were silent, savoring the bitterness in their mouths.

They have already lost this war, and they have lost it completely.

“...... Come on, then!" the Speaker sighed again, raising his staff and pointing it at the three gods, "If you want to destroy the Empire, step over our corpses first...... At least, I don't want to see the Empire destroyed before my eyes. ”

The God of Radiance and the God of Justice bowed slightly, and the face of the Orc Lord God was filled with excitement.

"You are true warriors!" the orc lord grinned at first, and then his ugly face covered with scars became extremely solemn, "then, we should kill you in the ritual of burying the 'warriors'!"

For orcs, the best destination for 'warriors' is to be killed by the latecomers at their peak, which means that there are successors, and the inheritors are stronger!

Cervantes and the others also came over, and the three of them were enough to kill all the Grand Arcanists present, but they also wanted to end this 'ridiculous' war sooner.

The three gods wouldn't mind, because they thought so too.

The early end of this war is the best relief for those who are unable to resist the status quo.

The Grand Arcanists sorted out their gauges, and even if they hadn't been scruffy or bad before, their deaths probably wouldn't look good after that.

However, this is an attitude - even if you know that you will die soon, you will never beg for mercy from the enemy and try to survive.

Not to mention whether the gods will forgive their sins, even if they themselves will not allow themselves to do so!

It's a pride, a pride in the identity of the Arcanist—a pride that has been deeply engraved in their bones throughout nearly 20,000 years of human history.

After a moment, the Grand Arcanists looked up at the front and nodded heavily, "Let's go!"

The strong and firm will seems to have turned into substance, extending into the surrounding void, even if the magic power has been imprisoned and restricted by the [Demon Net Spirit], it cannot stop them from pushing the magic power and making it fit with the magic model in the brain.

The will of the 'Legend' leveraged the near-solidified magic, and as the magic was driven, the boundless storm suddenly blew up.

The sand and gravel in the ruins were all pulled up, and when they landed, the sand and rocks flew away, and the surging sand and dust covered the sky, directly obscuring all vision.

Heaven and earth fell into darkness, but the eyes of both sides could still pierce the wind and dust and fall on each other.

In an instant, lightning and thunder roared again, water vapor was rapidly transformed, and psionic energy and sound waves filled the heavens and the earth again.

The bodies of the Grand Arcanists began to disintegrate, but the soul fire reflected through their eyes grew stronger.

Burn your body, ignite your soul!

Behind the Radiant Gods, Cervantes also charged.

His feet stomped on the ground, his wings vibrated violently, and his body suddenly slammed through the air barrier, and the flames that swirled around his body were dragged behind him, like a fiery snake with a straight body.

Barriers and shields were erected abruptly in front of them, and behind them, a rock wall rose from the ground, blocking their path.

The orc lord lifted the stone axe, took a deep breath, and slammed it, shattering the barrier and shield, and even the rock wall was full of cracks.

Cervantes' right arm swelled rapidly in the flames, and scales appeared on it one after another, and he slammed his fist into the cracked rock wall, and the flames suddenly exploded, and the rock wall fell apart in an instant, and the dust and mist erupted.

The fire broke through the fog and appeared before the eyes of the Grand Arcanists, but when it burned to their bodies, they seemed to melt into the fire, not even the clothes on their bodies.

The two figures were the first to step out of the haze, also dragging a long sword backwards, and wisps of smoke dragged behind them.

As soon as they broke through the mist, they gripped the hilts of their swords and slashed down at the Grand Arcanists.

Brilliant colors pierced the dust and mist and storms, illuminating the dim sky.

The staff in the speaker's hand paused, and a magic circle lit up under his feet, and four light clusters representing the four elements rose from the four corners of the magic circle and rotated beside the speaker.

With a clench of his palm, the four-colored light cluster spun around at an accelerated pace, and the elemental tide was attracted from the inner realm, slamming towards the two gods like waves.

An icy aura spread through the air, a frost that represented 'solidification' covered the elemental tides, freezing them.

The 'Sword of Judgment' slashed down in front of him, and in that dazzling, even mind-shattering sword light, the Grand Arcanist saw the experiments he had done in the past, the orders he had given......

It was a sin he had committed, even though he knew that what he had done was undoubtedly evil, and he had no remorse for it.

Even now, he has not been able to show the slightest remorse!

"Exploring the unknown is the foundation of the Arcanist's existence, and for the sake of the Empire, I can bear all the evils!"

Before he died, the Grand Arcanist screamed, "This is my last power, take it, God of Justice!"

Watered by enlightenment and using death as the soil, at the moment of death, the soul of the Grand Arcanist grew a brilliant and beautiful 'Flower of Death'!

The Grand Arcanist burns his body, ignites his soul, and transforms everything he has into the power of death, pouring it out on the god of justice.

The rich and pure breath of death poured out on the body of the God of Justice, corrupting the Holy Light, dimming the Light and defiling the Divine.

The face of the god of justice darkened as a result, and the intense pain stimulated the epidermis, touching the muscles and blood veins, and even the body of the god could not resist.

The blade of the God of Radiance severed the arm of the other Grand Arcanist, and the rest remained indifferent, manipulating spells to blast the gods into the back.

Perhaps, they won't be able to kill these gods, but they will definitely be able to kill those two legendary mages!

Latinia smashed the diamond-shaped shield to the ground, her body rendered with golden light, and a shield that radiated brilliant brilliance spread out in front of her, enveloping the three of them, including her.

There was a light in Serena's eyes, and she suddenly raised her hand and pointed at it, and the invisible psionic spike reversed direction and shot back in the direction where the Grand Arcanists were.

The tail of the staff was inserted into the ground, and the magic circle belonging to the Arcane Empire was quickly dismantled, and Serena took control of more and more magic circles that were still in use.

The will of the legendary mage shook the limits of the [Spirit of the Magic Net], and the vast magic power was drawn from the air, guiding it to condense around him.

The Grand Arcanist named 'William' is evaporating, his body is evaporating!

He manipulated the vapor to try to clog the pores of the two legendary mages, and with the impetus of self-combustion, his will and spirit climbed to an unimagined height.

At this point, he seemed to have become an omnipotent deity, able to control all the moisture in the air.

Reason told him that this was nothing more than an illusion and that he was still just a 'mortal'...... But he's going to die, so what's the point of immersing himself for a while?

In front of him, the flames suddenly gushed, and there was no need to guess, it was the black dragon!

The meeting of fire and water, the collision of two elements that would never be compatible, set off a tiny storm of magic that filled between Cervantes and the Grand Arcanist.

The black dragon took a deep breath, and his dark golden pupils reflected a slowly shrinking palm, and countless water vapors gathered around him, and in just an instant, this place became an 'ocean'.

William pushed with his palm, pouring the condensed 'super heavy water' into the black dragon's throat.

The vapor gathered around Cervantes into a mass of water, enveloping him completely, and the water poured into his throat, extinguishing the fire that had just been kindled.

The black dragon glanced faintly at the Grand Arcanist in front of him, and the thunder suddenly shone brightly, splitting into the water and letting the electricity wander through it.

The wings stretched suddenly, pushing Cervantes out of the water mass, and the overweight water wrapped around the black dragon's body burst open, and William's pupils dilated suddenly, and before he could do anything, a tall shadow had already covered his body.

Countless shields and barriers popped out, and many powers bombarded the black dragon in layers, but he only saw that the black dragon's feet were sunk into the ground, and his right fist shattered those shields and barriers, and finally shattered his body.

A swirling twist appeared in William's chest, not only the clothes, muscles, and ribs, but also the internal organs were completely distorted.

Life faded quickly from his body, but before that, William's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up on his stiff face, decisively detonating the only thing left in his body.

- Boom!

The Grand Arcanist's body exploded, and the shockwave sent Cervantes flying, crashing into the wreckage of the rock wall, causing another round of collapse.

The stone axe slashed down, shattering a body, and the shattered body was not yet dead, and the Grand Arcanist used his last breath to successfully summon the extraterrestrial meteor.

I saw a pillar of light rise into the sky, and the god of light smashed the meteorite to pieces, but then, countless spells and bodies flooded the body of the god.

The doors of the temple opened, and the arcanists stepped out of the temple with unwavering steps, raising their staffs and pointing at the gods and legends, at their enemies.

They burst into tears, their blood boiled, they gritted their teeth, they were full of grief and indignation!

But they ...... It's all enemies!

Serena grimaced, her left hand suddenly clenched, and under the impetus of the magic circle, the magic power under the hall erupted, and the torrent of magic energy washed over the entire hall.

The building collapsed, and the Arcanists looked back in horror, and before they could even take a look, they were swallowed up by the Mighty Stream and wiped out.

Only a dozen or so stood on the edge, unaware of what was happening.

The circle was shattered and could no longer be used, but it didn't matter, this was the Arcanist's home turf, and as long as their home advantage was destroyed, this war would be their victory!

Serena coldly calculated the pros and cons, her gaze meeting the Speaker's mournful gaze through the dust that had been lifted again.

He frowned painfully, even though he had already expected this ending, but when he really had to face it, it was still extremely painful.

It's not that he's bitter about the 'war', it's just that the destruction of the Arcane Empire due to the 'defeat' has burned his heart.

He knew he had done wrong, but he would not regret it, because they were the kind of people who died unrepentantly and hopelessly!

"The Arcane Empire will be 'eternal' - your presence will be entered into our history textbooks as a glorious page of our history. ”

Serena pursed her lips and whispered, "This is the end you deserve!"