Suddenly, the collapsed pile of rubble exploded, and the red flames and strong winds erupted from it, instantly sweeping away the dust and mist that obscured the vision, and a tall figure emerged in the flames, stepping on the stones to walk out of the blazing fire of burning earth and dust.

The flames in front of him automatically split to the sides, revealing Cervantes's dark golden vertical pupils full of anger, and through those eyes, it seemed that a vicious soul entwined with infinite malice could be seen.

The air exploded, and the figure of the black dragon flickered in the air, marking a series of afterimages and appearing in front of a great arcanist.

He paused in front of the Grand Arcanist, bent his arms sideways, his fists clenched, flames erupting from the gaps between the scales, and his breath twisted into two strands of rope that spiraled around Cervantes' right arm.

The Grand Arcanist confronted the black dragon without changing his face, even if the black dragon that suddenly appeared in front of him had just killed one of his companions, but their end was already doomed, and the left and right were only 'death', in that case, what was there to fear?

The Grand Arcanist raised one of his arms, his palm raised in a blocking gesture, and a shield unfurled.

The fist swirling with flames and misty qi pushed and squeezed the air in front of him, and Huo Ran struck at the shield, which shattered with a bang.

Magic power gushed out from the palm of his hand, and in the air configuration, in an instant, countless [Arcane Missiles] were generated, blasting towards Cervantes.

The black dragon's eyes widened, and these force field waves exploded in front of him, unable to do any damage to him, but pushing his body into the distance.

Cervantes was about to move on, driven by the Grand Arcanist, and the stones on the ground flew one after another, condensing into a lava giant behind him, and flames erupted from the inside of the rock shell.

At that moment, a pillar of light swept by, splitting the lava giant's body in two, and the broken arms fell with a bang, and when they fell to the ground, the fire was almost extinguished.

However, the flames burned in the crack of the lava giant's torso, the scar gradually healed, and the two forearms that fell to the ground flew back like a time lapse, docking with the upper arms.

The earth shook violently, countless dust, sand and rubble were shaken, and Cervantes heard a roar from the orc god, and then, as if the whole ground had been pried, the land let out a wail and exploded.

Countless pieces of earth and stones were thrown out, and it seemed that even the earth had sunk, and the mountains were a little shorter.

Wet dirt flew over Cervantes as he grinned as flames erupted from between his scales, his wings vibrating, and the air exploded, bursting in shockwaves.

His figure flashed in front of the Grand Arcanist once more, his raised arm like an iron whip, shattering the air barrier once more, and the explosion was deafening.

The sound waves suddenly swung into Cervantes' ears, shaking his internal organs and bones.

At this moment, the black dragon tightened his muscles, his eyes were suddenly bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and slashed his arm down.

Winds of magic swirled around the Grand Arcanist's body, and beside him, another Grand Arcanist, a legend named 'Amos', snapped his fingers.

The sound waves vibrated back and forth around the Grand Arcanist, forming an invisible but qualitative sonic barrier that blocked Cervantes in front of him.

The arm shattered the two barriers, but it was too late to continue to fall - the lava giant waved his left arm and punched the black dragon, and an unimaginable force was transmitted into the black dragon's body, and the anger froze on his face, and he was blown away in an instant.

The Lava Giant's arm lay in front of the Grand Arcanist, like a clone of the Grand Arcanist, his eyes condensed from the flames shifting his gaze towards the ravine, which had suddenly appeared on the ground, and landed on the black dragon at the end of the ravine.

The light of the fire dimmed for a moment, but soon, flames rose into the sky, blazing flames licking the air, and the scorching breath came from afar, permeating the entire battlefield.

The ground beneath Cervantes' feet began to glow red, and the melted stones flowed in the dirt, and he lowered his head, and suddenly stepped forward, stepping on the magma, and the hot crimson liquid splashed and dripped on the ground around him.

The Holy Light painted a breathtakingly beautiful picture of the devastated land, and the splashed light was full of holiness and beauty, revealing to the Grand Arcanists the true emotions of the hearts of the gods of light and justice—compassion and sentimentality!

The god of radiance frowned, his lips pursed into a straight line, and his hands tightly grasped the hilt of the ancient long sword, without saying a word.

The god of justice sighed, even he couldn't help but regret the past, if he had been a little more resolute at that time, maybe the situation would not have become so bad.

The aura of magic that had haunted many of the Grand Arcanists suddenly disintegrated, and even though they quickly reconstituted, they could not stop the full force of the three gods from attacking.

At this point, there were only eight Grand Arcanists left on the field, and their enemies had many scars on their bodies, but everyone knew that their defeat was a foregone conclusion, and even trying to kill an enemy was an extravagant hope.

Whoever it was, everyone but themselves wanted them to die......

It's a sadness, even if it's themselves, at this moment, they can't help but feel a sadness for no reason, in the past, they would never have cared about such a thing.

Their bodies are burning, their souls are dying - this is the last battle of their lives, and they have never thought about protecting anything, but now they want to protect the legacy of the Arcanist!

Even if this is no longer possible, for the sake of this world and the people, the gods will definitely kill them, and will not give them the opportunity to cause harm to the whole world as they do now.

The orc lord god took a few breaths, lifted the stone axe again, slashed it in his hand, and slashed it.

Behind them, the four-winged horned eagle that struggled with the excess life force in their bodies flapped its wings while entangled the polar witch and Serena, flying sand and stones, and the dancing stone stone pounded against the broad backs of the gods, and their bodies stood still.

Cervantes stepped forward with an arrow, and the flames that lingered on his body burst out, enveloping him like a meteor flying close to the ground.

The Lava Giant's arms folded together like a low wall in front of the Grand Arcanist, protecting his master.

Amos clapped his hands, and the sudden buzz shook the black dragon's skull and brain, making him misjudge the direction of his progress.

But this situation only lasted for a moment - since thinking can make you misjudge, then abandon thinking, give up calmness and reason, and leave everything to the body instinct!

'Meteor fell to the ground,' Cervantes punched the midway of the lava giant's two forearms, only to see the rock-condensed arms snap suddenly, and the powerful fist went deep into it, aiming straight at the archarcanist's torso.

As soon as Amos wanted to go to the rescue, he felt a ripple spread in the air, and sleepiness hit him like a tidal wave, making him quickly fall into a state of drowsiness.

The broken rock suddenly trembled, and was pushed by an invisible force, and immediately spewed out, hitting the black dragon's body.

The violent concussion stimulated the wounds on Cervantes's body, and the wounds that had just healed burst open, and columns of blood sprayed out of them.

But Cervantes didn't say a word, and his fist slammed into the shield in front of the Grand Arcanist, and countless cracks appeared on it.

I saw that the ground under Cervantes' feet suddenly cracked, the earth sank, and the power poured out from his limbs and into that fist, and then the shield shattered!

The flying shards of magic energy froze in the eyes of the Grand Arcanist, and he closed his eyes, and his body suddenly turned into ashes and seeped into the lava giant behind him, and a moment later, the momentum of the 'legend' erupted from the lava giant.

Amos also came to his senses at this time, and a little sadness welled up in his eyes as he looked at the lava giant.

But this is their fate, and they have chosen this fate, and they deserve it.

- It's all their 'self-inflicted'!

Amos gritted his teeth, his heart was ruthless, he faced the god of justice, took a deep breath, and suddenly spoke!

The scream that hit the soul condensed into a silk thread under the agitation and impact that even his own soul couldn't help but shatter, and poured it into the body of the god of justice.

Amos's soul shattered like glass, and many cracks appeared on the surface, but he smiled with satisfaction.

Even if they know that they are to blame for all this, even if they know that what they are doing is never the 'right thing', they will never be killed, they will never sit idly by!

Even if you sacrifice yourself, you must destroy the enemy!

They are evil, they are cruel, they are evil, they are crazy people who are incomprehensible to ordinary people in this world!

They never thought of themselves as righteous people, and they never spoke up for what was righteous.

They were sinful from the beginning, and since that is the case, they simply carry this evil through to the end!

Amos's body was disintegrating, the god of justice had a splitting headache, and the sound waves were constantly echoing in his brain, overlapping and overlapping, and the sound waves were sometimes high and sometimes low and were bound in his head by a force field, unable to get out.

Even if you are not at your peak, as long as you are willing to sacrifice yourself, even a 'mortal' is enough to cause damage to the gods that cannot be ignored.

The Grand Arcanist who fought against the God of Justice seized this opportunity, and the lightless force field suddenly spread, enveloping the god and himself.

In this total, pure darkness, everything is part of the shadows, and these shadows are the weapons of the Grand Arcanist!

Cervantes lashed the atmosphere, the air exploded, and the shockwave exploded around the lava giant, shattering its rocky shell.

The Lava Giant ignored it, as if it weren't part of its body, and swung its right arm to slam it out with the wind.

The same was true of Cervantes, two fists, one large and one small, clashing in the air, and the air rippled, and the earth shook with a bang, and a lot of rubble and dust were shaken.

The recoil force poured into his arm, and the lava giant's right arm exploded from the fist to the shoulder, and the black dragon's arm burst out with a lot of blood.

Cervantes slumped forward, slammed into the lava giant's arms, tapping his toes to the ground, then bouncing into the air and kicking the lava monster in the chest.

The lava giant's chest exploded, and the magma that had been bound inside sprayed out, pouring on the black dragon's body and flowing down the muscle curve to the ground.

The only remaining left arm was folded inward, trying to hold the black dragon and squeeze his body.

But Cervantes' wings and tail flicked and slammed into the left arm at the same time, and his left fist clenched silently, and he swung it out violently, and the fist went straight up his chest, shattering the head.

Then, the lava giant fell backwards, and its body slammed to the ground, and suddenly exploded into many stones, and the gradually cooling magma flowed out.

Cervantes took a breath and turned to the other Grand Arcanists.

However, at this moment, everyone's movements stopped!

The God of Radiance raised his eyebrows, "You still have reinforcements?!"

The panting Speaker shook his head, "If we still have reinforcements...... We don't have to die so much...... People ......"

There was no way they could trade the deaths of so many Grand Arcanists for the smooth execution of a plan, and that was not in their interest.

Very obvious space-time fluctuations came from below the floating island, which was the direction of the 'Astral Passage'!

"Here, it's already all the power ......of the Arcane Empire," the speaker said with a lonely face and bitterness.

If they didn't do their best, how could they dare to imagine defeating the entire world and being hostile to an entire god lineage?

The three gods were silent for a moment, and the Grand Arcanists took the opportunity to strike, and the magic and elemental power surged, and the turning spells bombarded the gods like an overwhelming blast.

The war is not over, even if there is an accident, but this does not mean that the war between them has been put to rest!

No accident can prevent this war from coming to an end, in which only one side will survive, and the other side will be slaughtered and slaughtered!

Serena felt a little confused, but the four-winged horned eagle was still attacking frantically without fear of death.

This is the trouble with the Inland Sea region, even the 'overlords' here are also irrational, they have never possessed any extraordinary intelligence, everything is filled by them into their bodies and blood, and they have not tried to develop their minds.

In this area, only by ensuring one's own strength will it not become 'food'.

And this monster seems to be in retribution, and in its eyes, all beings with a 'spellcaster' aura are enemies.

There was a buzz outside the astral passage, and the complex sound of wings vibrating was connected, and as soon as they penetrated the crystal wall and came to this world, the 'bugs' sensed the active breath of life.

The command came from the void along the spiritual thread of the faint soul connected to each bug, and the bugs that had been sluggish for a long time moved, flying in all directions.