I fell from a high altitude, even the Doomsday Shinrikyo wizards who used the portal spell to assemble in the air did not exceed this height, and the area shrouded by the super huge magic array could be seen from a high view, and compared to the area of the entire peninsula, this battlefield was only a corner of the southwest. The battlefield was devastated, ravines and black water surging like a mirage, and the ripples from the impact spread and twisted in the air, showing no signs of stopping. And in the farther places, the original ecological scene of the peninsula has not been maintained, although it is not as intense as here on the battlefield, but it is just as bleak and gloomy, and a layer of misty gray is like molting on the outline of things, which makes people not have the slightest good feelings.

This is a full view that can only be seen from above, and I can't help but think of the rumors about the peninsula that have been circulating in the towns outside the peninsula, and now the peninsula seems to respond to the description of the rumor, and if anyone looks at the peninsula from the river, they can't help but remember the terrifying legend.

However, even if the peninsula has been converted into a temporary data hedging space, it will not be able to contain the scale of the storm. In such bad weather, there are probably not many people who have the leisure to care about what happens on the island. What's more, it is also unknown how many people outside the peninsula will survive. Black water once surrounded the peninsula and poured in from the periphery, and even at this time, it seemed that the Four Heavenly Courtyard Coconut was still trying to transform more black water.

Outside the peninsula, it was gloomy and hazy, like a raging wave, like a majestic rain, and even if you couldn't hear the sound, you could feel a suppressive, heavy and huge momentum, constantly hitting the edge of the peninsula.

This peninsula is cut off, which is already a well-known thing, however, looking at the border from above. I also experienced the completeness of this isolation and the difficulty of overcoming it. However, I can't help but wonder how long even this level of isolation can last. The Peninsula Temporary Data Hedging Space is not a dead place where the entrance and exit are completely blocked, and those who can find the entrance and exit can naturally enter and exit. But can only those who find the entrance and exit come and go freely? Don't mention others, just take the alienation of Youjiang as an example, I don't think that the blockade of the peninsula data hedging space can take effect on her.

If the situation of the war changes further, it is not impossible to contact the closure of the peninsula in exchange for a wider and freer combat space, and to take the "whole world" as the depth.

I don't quite know the final scale of this battle. How big it will be, but there's something I have to do right now.

The number of doomsday truth wizards is also too many, and while it's rare in a mysterious world to overwhelm quality with quantity, there is a huge difference between what more people can do with fewer people just for wizards. Under me. The sorcerers had already cast their spells, and the gray mist flowed from their fingertips. Entanglement and transformation on an individual basis can be directly observed or not, but in the more detailed observations of the chain judgment, these changes are like a giant spider web, treating each wizard as a node, with some strange flows. It gushes out from one node to another, and then passes along the invisible thread to other nodes.

Hundreds of Doomsday Shinrikyo wizards seem to have discarded individual differences, or connected their own qualities, like puzzle pieces, forming the outline of a huge object. and treat each of them as an independent being. Something seems wrong. It was this feeling of inappropriateness that made me feel that I had to give a wave of shock—the power of these wizards was indispensable to fight against the Alienated Right River, but it was also unsettling to allow this number of people to form a strange gray mist spell.

The Cult of Doom Shinrikyo must have had a surplus in response to the predicted situation, but that surplus was not a good thing for anyone else.

I was falling, feeling the turbid atmosphere lift my body, feeling the stronger wind blowing through my skin, feeling the danger hidden in the cold and cuts. Just let yourself fall to the ground, and you will definitely fall into meat sauce. Fear wells up from within, but it is easy for any occultist to resist this level of fear. Even I have the confidence that I will never let myself fall to my death.

From being teleported to a high altitude, to the fluctuations of thoughts during the fall, and finally making a judgment, the total time consumed was less than a second. I had straightened my body like a straight arrow, tossed by the wind in the air, and shot at the wizards in an oblique parabola.

The invisible high-speed passage has been formed, and at this height, any mysterious external influence is minimal, and I once again feel the smoothness and freedom that I have not felt for a long time. The splinters are no longer produced and disappeared so often, as if an invisible shackle has been untied to me. More route choices, more target choices, more battle strategy choices, all of these things are listed, flowing, and then triggered in my mind.

Before the wizards seemed to notice, but before they could look up, I had already interspersed with them. The sorcerers' positions were not dense, and there was a long gap between one and the other, but this gap, no matter how large, was small and short in the face of the Swift Sweep. In a head-to-toe position, half a hand's distance, I fell behind a wizard, and the moment his mask showed signs of swinging, the twin knives cut his neck like scissors.

With the force of trampling on the corpse, I flipped my body, and the invisible highwayway branched off like the roots of a tree, leading to the other wizards in the vicinity. Each lane route is a choice, and there is no good or bad one, only a difference of "which one to kill first". Without any hesitation, I slipped into one of them, and with the inherent thrust of the invisible highway, in a gliding manner, the second wizard had pierced his heart before he could even blink an eye.

Because you can kill anyone, the purpose is only to reduce the number of Doomsday Shinrikyo wizards to a level that is acceptable to you, and the wizards in front of you are dressed all the time, and it is difficult to tell who is the leader just by looking at the difference in masks, so I only distinguish the target to be killed from their body silhouette - men first.

Even if they are all wearing wizard robes, the advantage in the silhouette of the figure will still be reflected. For me, killing is the most robust in the first sense. A wizard who looks most like a male is enough. There are a lot of prey, and there is no need to hesitate at all.

There won't be much time left, wizards always have some bizarre spells to protect themselves without any room for reaction, and the first two wizards who were easily killed are in my memory. As well as the other Gao Chuan's impressions, they are all unqualified and extremely rare, and they didn't even prepare protective spells for themselves in advance, isn't it too careless?

The third wizard, though, was pretty good. Although he also failed to react, when the two knives approached, he felt extremely obvious resistance. From the cut robes, the gray mist flowed out like blood, transforming into poisonous snakes that gnawed at me. It's just that, in the agitation of the double knives, it turned into gray mist again in an instant. Then, the blade pierced the wizard's waist, severing his left arm, which was about to move, and slicing off his head.

This is probably the three knives that are faster than lightning in the eyes of others. When the other wizards finally rolled their eyes. I've reached the back of the fourth wizard. Piercing, chopping. In the fastest and most violent way, smash passively triggered defensive spells, like cutting paper and mowing grass, kill the opponent, then move behind another target, and repeat.

There is no need for more complex techniques. There is no need for intrigue, no need to think about strategy, just gallop and swing a knife. Unbelievable speed, easy to change routes, and two twin knives that are fundamentally different in strength from the magic pattern weapons of the past. The difficulty of slaughtering these wizards was so easy that even I couldn't believe myself. It was only at this time that I intuitively felt how much stronger my current self was compared to my past self.

Every official wizard is equivalent to a second-level demonic emissary, and the elite among them is on a par with a third-level demonic emissary. However, this level of strength does not give them an advantage in the face of more anomalous mysteries. They may be able to gather the strength of the whole group to discourage people by connecting more closely, but the swift sweep is like a sharp knife, with the speed with which they can hardly react, peeling them off from the concept of "group" one by one - the enemy I am dealing with is not in a large group, but a plurality of individuals, time is the weakest of the threads they hold each other together, and the swift sweep easily cuts this thread, at least in the time when it is too late to react, They are a veritable mass of loose sand.

Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten...... Every ten is a group, and each group is spaced far enough apart. I moved left and right, south and north, up and down. Traveling between the safest distances in their minds is as easy as "moving a millimeter" in the face of a quick sweep, and it takes the same amount of time. I didn't feel any burden, and at this level of high speed, even for a day and a night, I had no problem.

It's just that there's no need to kill all the Doomsday Shinrikyo wizards, at least not yet. The gray mist spell jointly launched by these wizards will inevitably occupy a position in the counterattack against the alienated right river, and if this only living force is really eliminated, it will be quite troublesome for everyone here.

It's just that if you miss this opportunity, you will have to deal with these wizards directly next time. I always think that this time it was easy to get it, and it was more of a surprise advantage. The Doomsday Shinrikyo has observed, confirmed, and evaluated me, a fourth-level demonic emissary, including strength, personality, and behavior patterns, and it is impossible to be completely unprepared, but for various reasons, I have once again exceeded their expectations, and that's it.

When I landed on the ground again, the severed arms of my body fell like rain in the sky, and the splatters of blood were held up by the wind, like fireworks blooming in many places.

The number of observable Doomsday Shinrikyo wizards on the scene was drastically reduced by one-third in less than a second. I felt the gaze coming from all directions filled with astonishment and strangeness. I don't think it's a good thing that their attention shifts, though. Because the alienated Youjiang has taken this opportunity to make another move.

This time, there were five mysterious experts who were the first to keep up with the speed of the Alienated Right River, including Father Edward and Novsky, the former completely lost his human form and showed a high-speed form of demon disguise, roaring and spraying like a cannonball, and the latter turned into light again, and after a flash, he circled behind the Alienated Right River. The other three occult experts were all very eye-catching, one was the Lone Wanderer standing behind Father Edward, and the other two were members of other occult organizations, and the five of them maintained the same speed, approaching the Alienated Youjiang who had also reached the same speed in an outflanking formation - this was indeed a way to deal with the simultaneous mysteries of the final weapon, especially if the number of final weapons was small, it seemed to have a good effect.

I can't help but think that this kind of cooperation may be the experience of the mysterious organizations of all parties in dealing with the final weapon. It's just that the strength of the individual, the speed of the individual, as long as there is still a limit, it is impossible to be the opponent of the ultimate weapon. Therefore, the cooperation of these occult experts is to "not reach the limits of the individual", but to "keep in sync with their companions" - both speed and offensive and defensive intensity, to maintain as consistent a level as possible, and to maintain this consistency for "any immediate situation". If someone tries to break into the battle with a force beyond this level, then the blockade against the final weapon will be completely broken, because the final weapon will definitely be synchronized with the "most instantaneous" aspect. Once the strongest of this immediacy exceeds the limit of a certain person, then, no matter how much you insist, you can only escape.

Therefore, even if there are more than these five mysterious experts around, when the five show this consistency, the others only maintain a lower level of activity, and do not show any intention of joining the battle at all.

If the Alienated Right River is just an ordinary final weapon, then the five experienced mysterious experts, and the strong opponents like Father Edward and Novsky, must have a certain degree of chance of winning.

However, the alienation of the right river is different. Always with this in mind, I'm ready to break into it at any time. (To be continued.) )