Although this large transdimensional spatial rift on the scorched earth wasteland was created by ancient humans, with the passage of time, tens of thousands of years later, those magic circles that stabilized the space have long since failed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the Abyssal Will is already very aggressive, and it extends its strength and will to this place through the spatial rift, and creates a localized scorched earth hell, thus resisting the natural healing power of the space of the original plane.

And this has formed the strange topography here, which has become the so-called scorched earth wasteland.

In other words, if you want to eliminate this spatial rift, you must restore the original appearance of the scorched earth wasteland, and you must expel the evil power that pollutes the wasteland, and the tentacles of the abyssal will that protrude from that side.

It has been several months since the 'Scorched Hell's Counteroffensive' was planned, and during this time, in addition to gathering a huge army of professionals, mobilizing resources, and making targeted equipment and training, the largest preparation work of the Council of the High Throne is to gather almost all the magicians.

They spent countless materials and resources around the scorched earth wasteland to arrange an extremely large six-pointed star magic circle, and one of the functions of this magic circle was to use the basic elements of the six systems of 'earth, fire, wind, water, light and darkness' as the source, and use the throne itself as an introduction to summon the arrival of a part of the plane's will.

If you don't have absolute power, if you want to expel the will of the abyss, you have to rely on the collision of the will of the same plane.

When the six-pointed star flashed, the clouds seemed to have melted into the sky above the entire scorched earth wasteland, and the clearly visible magic pattern circuits lit up layer by layer, exquisite, gorgeous, and dense as if endless, and the elemental power visible to the naked eye flowed along the unknown passage.

On the six corners of the six-pointed star, the true body of the 100-meter throne has been transformed into six suns, and their different attributes and mutual exclusion faintly echo.

Gradually, there was an indescribable great being that opened its eyes in mid-air.

Under the six-pointed star, there is an unknowable will awakened, he is evil, tyrannical, wanton crazy roaring, he longs for killing and souls, but like a baby without wisdom, he instinctively feels threatened, wants to resist, but cannot drive any demon.

To be precise, in the previous preparations, the Legion of Pros had cleared the scorched wasteland of all living creatures over and over again, whether it was demons or abyssal monsters.

Almost at the moment of appearance, the two dimensional wills collided as if they had seen an undying enemy.

Bang.

Thundered.

Mortals could not see the clash of wills in the plane, but there was an inexplicable sound of thunder in the entire scorched earth wasteland, and it showed a strange change.

Somewhere, the magma under the ground exploded and rushed into the sky dozens of meters high, the violent posture seemed to penetrate the sky, but there was a dark cloud floating in the air, and in an instant, the hail of beans did not need money to fall, and the magma was frozen by the cold.

Somewhere, a plant that had been clearly abyssally transformed came to life, and its swaying vines began to grow large mouths of fangs, with scarlet tongues sticking out of them, waving and climbing in midair.

The tongues collided with each other and quickly tangled together, and they intertwined to form strangely shaped branches, on which large fanged mouths reappeared, spitting out scarlet tongues again.

Five meters, ten meters, twenty meters.

Visible to the naked eye, it is rapidly expanding.

I don't know when a breeze blew by, as gentle as the wind in spring, mixed with a little drizzle.

The wind blew like an invisible arrow, piercing the plant through holes, and the rain was drenched like a sulfuric acid that melted the plant's body.

With a 'crunch' sound, this strange abyss plant struggled in pain.

More often than not, of course, the magma receded, and clear water gushed out of the ground to moisten the charred soil, and small grasses emerged from the ground, some of them were scorched by the scorching air, while others grew tenaciously and joined into a green meadow.

Gradually, the green meadow began to cover the entire scorched earth wasteland, and changed the scorched world with its own power.

The Plane Wills don't have power, but they change the rules, and the Plane Wills don't have intelligence, but they all have their own preferences.

For example, the Abyssal Will is the ultimate chaos and evil, which gives the demons the power of chaos and evil, and the multiplication of the demons in turn strengthens it.

As a collection of wills under the countless layers of the Bottomless Abyss, there is no doubt about the strength of the Abyss's will, and it has launched a war to annex the plane not once or twice, but on this continent, its defeat is undoubted.

This is Atlantis.

There is the silent support of billions of living beings.

The home field advantage here is too obvious.

It was at this time that His Majesty Storm Rose also fell from mid-air, and he did not directly enter the spatial rift, but stopped in front of the army of professionals like mountains and forests.

"Well, it's finally my turn!"

Under the fanatical gaze of all the warriors, he laughed and walked forward, his domineering posture, heroic smile, and incomparable back engraved immortality in their hearts.

With his feet on the ground, His Majesty the Throne of the Violent Hurricane swelled rapidly as he walked, and the sound of 'boom' was heard, and his body suddenly broke through two hundred meters away.

The two-hundred-meter-tall giant, like the Titans of the Creation Myth, broke into this battlefield, and even the fierce exchange of fire between the abyssal wills and both sides couldn't help but retreat.

In three or two steps, the majestic giant had reached the center of the scorched earth wasteland, and he saw the spatial rift, and also saw the terrifying scarlet eyes that spied through the spatial rift, containing killing and death.

Immediately after, the pupils of his eyes receded, and a black-scaled ghost claw tens of meters long poked out from the spatial crack, surrounded by magma flames, and in the most tyrannical posture, directly grabbed at the rushing giant.

"Really, self-defeating idiots!"

His Majesty the Violent Hurricane Throne sneered at his face, and he didn't move, just blew casually.

The terrifying body naturally had a strong lung capacity, and although it was a casual breath, it directly formed a wind hole in mid-air.

Woooooo

Like the north wind whining outside the window in winter, this formless and textureless wind turned into an endless stream of sharp swords when it blew on the black-scaled arm, from the initial sparks to the peeling off of the scales and armor that followed, to the black flesh and blood, in just a few breaths.

This method is the same as that of the Plane Will against the abyssal plant, and they all give the wind a character that is harder than steel, sharper than a sword.

This is the borrowing and changing of the rule level, although it can only be maintained for a short time, it is not a means of the same level, and it is almost impossible to resist.

Roar!

There was a faint cry of pain, and the one on the other side of the spatial rift retracted his palm almost like an electric shock, however, His Majesty the Violent Hurricane Throne would not allow him to leave so easily.

The giant moved, and in his stride, his left hand had already grasped the broken and retreating demon arm, and this grip was so hard that it went straight into the flesh.

Then, his right fist clenched, and he smashed through the air with a bang, and with the power that made the space fold and tremble, he smashed directly through the spatial crack.

The battle has just begun!

PS: Yesterday's second shift, I try to catch up today.