From the moment she was trapped by the [Labyrinth], Serena understood one thing - the Arcane Empire didn't know enough about her and Cervantes!

If the Arcanist had known of the connection between her and the black dragon, she would not have used the Labyrinth to temporarily banish her from the main material plane, and since then, she has developed a series of strategies for this.

The enemy's ignorance of one's own side is an advantage, and if you can take advantage of this advantage, you can produce unexpected results.

And now, she has successfully sent the Devil Grand Duke back to his hometown, and even more remembered the protective magic array of that temple, as long as she is given some time, she can analyze everything and make corresponding countermeasures.

Now, all she lacks is 'time'!

Sheltered by Cervantes' wings, Serena's eyes narrowed slightly, and her brain began to racing.

The black dragon also knew what was happening, and his mind was always connected to the maid, and even if he was shrouded in an anti-magic field, the link was still not severed.

The acid splashed on the black dragon's broad back and wings, and the acid flowed down the edges of the scales to the ground, corroding shallow pits in the ground, but the black scales were unscathed.

Standing in the anti-magic force field, everything in the outside world cannot affect them for the time being, but this is only temporary, and it will not last long.

Cervantes took a light breath, his wings stretched out, and with a sudden thud, he soared into the sky with the maid in his arms, out of the anti-magic force field.

The moment they left, the force field that had taken too much damage suddenly shattered—it was a 'legendary spell' that filled the area!

The woman must have her intentions in doing this, and she could not have done something meaningless to waste her time and energy, even if it was also used to deceive them and mislead them into guessing the direction.

But the Grand Arcanists had always believed that the woman named Serena Screaming Wind must have done something, but they hadn't guessed it yet.

Ever since she banished the Devil Grand Duke back to Hell and ruined their plans, they have raised her alert level to the level of 'god' in their hearts.

This woman is so troublesome, and now that they can't kill the gods, their first task is to kill that woman!

"No flying here!" At this time, the old-faced speaker issued a decree.

Even though the city was nearly completely destroyed except for the temple, it was still their territory, the home of their arcanists.

The loud voice poured the 'flight ban' into the dragon's mind, and the black dragon's wings stiffened, and it fell straight from the sky.

In the air, he stretched his wings as hard as he could, gliding forward for a short distance before landing lightly, but those extraordinary monsters slammed to the ground after losing the consciousness of flight.

Thunderbolt and psionic energy chased the figure of the black dragon, and he silently hugged Serena tighter, protecting her in his arms, and bearing the damage of the bombardment alone.

Exhaling a breath, Cervantes jerked and scurried forward, the sudden slash of thunder shattering the remnants of his remaining image, and in an instant, countless thunderbolts fell from the sky.

Echoing each other, the dazzling electric light shining before his eyes, Cervantes walked through the middle of the suddenly growing thunder forest, his feet stomped on the earth, and he twisted and turned and jumped back and forth among the countless falling thunderbolts.

At that moment, a flail slashed through the void and slammed into the ground, throwing dust and rubble into the air, and the divine power that lingered on the hammer swelled, enveloping the figures of Cervantes and Serena.

Latinia took a deep breath and raised her shield to charge, and when the shield slammed into the head of a transcendent monster that was immediately behind the black dragon, a huge eruption of great force, and the abrupt step forward, the arm holding the shield rose up, opening the enemy.

As she swung the flail again, Latinea's hand froze in mid-air, unable to move her feet, and her eyes widened as the lunging monster threw her to the ground, opening its bloody jaws and biting her head.

An ice spike flew through the monster's head and struck it to the side, and Latinia scrambled to her feet, staring at the otherworldly monsters that had already caught up.

At this time, a shadow suddenly cast on them, and Cervantes didn't even think about it, he immediately reached out and pulled Latinia's arm, and jumped away suddenly.

Brilliant and wonderful ice flowers suddenly bloomed from the feet of the transcendent monsters, freezing their hands and feet with the earth.

The Demon Lord's huge, heavy body slammed to the ground, the earth rumbled, the violent tremors spread, and the mountains shook again, and it was not known if the transcendent monsters that were crushed below were still alive.

Latinia, who jumped away with the black dragon, looked ahead with trepidation, and suddenly raised her left arm and held her shield above.

A shield bloomed in an instant, covering the top of their heads, and despite the roar of countless falling thunders, the shield remained unscathed.

Then she raised her hand and pointed again, and golden light burst out from her fingertips and landed on the polar witch, spreading a barrier around her.

At this moment, the polar witch comprehended, raised her staff, and struck the ice and snow stars, and a freezing ray flew out, shining on the ground, and the boundless frost and cold immediately spread rapidly.

The ice and snow petals that reflected brilliant brilliance under the thunder light bloomed under the Demon Lord, and countless petals and leaves rose abruptly, as if to envelop the demon inside, and gradually closed in front of the Demon Lord.

The orc lord god who stood on one leg grinned fiercely, and lifted the giant axe on his head with great force, but suddenly there was an angry eagle cry behind him, and the four-winged horned eagle suddenly smashed the leg crook of the orc lord god.

The corners of the Grand Arcanist's mouth twitched, even if he couldn't control this overlord-level monster, he could still affect its senses to a certain extent - these monsters were notoriously brainless, even the 'Overlord' was no exception!

The acid continued to corrode the flesh of the four-winged horned eagle, and the unbearable itching emanating from its body, and the slight but continuous, unignorable pain on the surface of its body caused it to lose the last shred of its sanity and destroy its spirit.

Standing in the Forest of Thunder and Lightning, the demigod lich quietly chanted a long, jerky incantation, a tide of magic rising and falling with its chanting.

Its target was the woman, the woman who was being held in the arms of the black dragon.

If it weren't for her, the situation wouldn't have changed so hastily and abruptly, almost destroying it and the Arcane Empire's arrangement.

She was too dangerous, even more dangerous than the gods of light and justice - they still had a bottom line, weaknesses to exploit, but the woman had few significant weaknesses.

Thunder continued to fall from the sky, raining down on every Arcane Empire's foe.

The psionic energy made several qualitative and invisible fists, mixed with countless giant fists of demonic energy that smashed down, and struck the gods and spirits.

Countless demonic giant fists covered the bodies of the gods, but when the orc lord god let out a battle cry, these demonic giant fists were all shattered.

"Roar!!

With the color of psionic energy reflected in his golden eyes, Cervantes threw Serena into Latinia's arms, took a step forward, and threw a punch.

The fist pierced through the barrier of air, and the shock wave of raging flames spread violently, blazing behind the black dragon like a hunting flag.

However, the Psionic Giant Fist suddenly collapsed in front of Cervantes, turning into countless particles and escaping.

The black dragon's eyes suddenly widened, but the surging fire and power on the fist could no longer be suppressed, and Huo Ran erupted.

Sensing the surging heat from the side, the orc god raised his elbow and struck the four-winged horned eagle on the shoulder, knocking it to the ground and lying on his side.

A dazzling pillar of fire slammed into the back of the four-winged horned eagle, and an endless stream of light and heat spread violently, and the deafening sound of the explosion spread in all directions.

The Grand Arcanists turned their fires and focused half of their energy on the Gods of Light and Justice.

Because they have been delaying the rescue of the God of Radiance by using extraordinary monsters that are not afraid of death, and the legends equipped with god-killing weapons are harassing on the sidelines.

However, the number of transcendents who have been transformed into monsters is not large, and some of them need to be divided to attack others, and under the successive slaughter of the God of Radiance, there are very few transcendent monsters left.

"If it weren't for Ogma, maybe you would have been able to defeat us. The God of Radiance looked down at the three remaining Warrior Legends of the Arcane Empire on the ground, and said in a loud voice, "You have counted almost everything that can be calculated, even as an enemy, I have to admit that you have done a good job in this regard." ”

When the connection with the kingdom of God is severed, their own reserves of divine power may not be able to sustain this war, and if the other battlefields do not end the war sooner to support them, they may really lose......

If the God of Knowledge had destroyed the Tower Spirit when he found it, there would have been no return of the Arcane Empire!

But now that everything has happened, they can only follow the trajectory of things and use their power to reverse the future that is very likely.

The Grand Arcanists were silent, silently increasing their output to the God of Light and the God of Justice.

"But when countless coincidences come together, no matter how great your advantage is, no matter how subtle and accurate your calculations are, you still can't beat fate. The God of Radiance took a light breath, "Fate is on our side—even if it seems to you that we were able to escape from your control and calculations because of a series of coincidences, the source of these 'coincidences' lies in you!"

If the Arcanists had not intended to study the gods, and had not intended to capture the God of Knowledge, then the God of Knowledge would not have sought revenge.

- Even if the God of Knowledge saw the potential of this new thing, he would not pin his hopes on it until the magic machine really grew stronger.

All these coincidences are predestined, and all these accidents are inevitable.

Perhaps more than 800 years ago, the outcome of this war was decided!

At this point, the lich stopped chanting, for its spell had already begun to take effect.

It stretched out its left hand and grasped the void in front of it.

Even if its vision was blocked by demons, gods, and the monster, it could still 'see' the dazzling light emanating from the woman's soul.

There was an inseparable thread between her and the black dragon's soul, which meant that the two of them were in a 'co-living and dying' relationship, and the death of either of them could not be considered real death.

As for when they formed this relationship, the demigod lich wasn't very clear, at least until it had heard about the reputation of these two guys, and hadn't heard any other undead monarchs planning to invade the world of Assatom talk about it.

If you want to kill them completely, you must completely destroy the souls of both of them, otherwise once one survives, even if the other soul has become fragments, it can rely on time to slowly repair and finally recover to its original state.

This is also a difficult task for the Lich...... But it's just 'difficult'.

It is a master of manipulating souls, and I am afraid that even the 'Grim Reaper' is difficult to compare with it in terms of technical level.

"Two dazzling, sweet soul ......" hoarse soul voices reverberated in the air.

The demigod lich hides in the darkness, and the Arcanist manages to help it distract others from noticing its presence.

There was chaos on the battlefield, and even though it was one of the most difficult beings, as long as it didn't make any noise, it would soon be diverted from people's attention, and even if it didn't even notice its existence.

The finger bones flexed slightly, as if grasping something, and the demigod lich condensed his whole spirit, and the obscure soul voice echoed inside the bones.

"I've captured your souls......"

- Boom!

The deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the storm that enveloped the city opened up, and even the demigod lich couldn't help but look up in amazement.

Circles of various shapes and colors were suspended in the sky above the floating island, slowly rotating themselves.

The surging magic of the inland sea area suddenly surged, and the overlords of the deep sea couldn't help but float up from the deep sea and poke out to the surface of the sea to observe the situation.

Cervantes looked up at the sky in shock and muttered in a low voice, "[Spirit of the Magic Web] ......"

Only the [Spirit of the Demon Net] can mobilize a complete and complete Demon Net, and the bombardment just now is probably not just a temptation for him.

It was only now that he finally remembered that the [Spirits of the Web] and the Arcane Empire also had an irresolvable hatred - even if the [Spirits of the Web] might just want to no longer be held back by the Arcane Empire!

"All accidents are inevi......table," Serena twitched her eyelashes, woke up from the chaos, and whispered, "Everything the Arcane Empire has done has a price, and it's okay if they don't come back, since they choose to return, then they will have to bear the sins they committed in the first place." ”

A flash of light flashed in her eyes, and Serena pursed her lips and chuckled.

The end of the analysis!

Duke of Sorrowful Wind