When the energy from the strange fireball and the power in the golden ruler collided with each other, the two forces seemed to resonate in some way.

In mid-air, they seemed to collide and fused and intertwined with each other.

Looking at what was happening in front of him, the Dark Sage couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Through the sensing of the two energies in front of him, he seemed to sense that the power contained in the golden giant ruler was actually strikingly similar to the power emitted by this fireball.

"Does this golden ruler have anything to do with this fireball?"

In fact, a few years ago, the Guardian of Light and the Chaos Knight teamed up to create an incredibly powerful defensive ring against the impact of meteorites drawn by the weavers from the Atlas.

At the last moment, the flame that broke through the defensive circle of the two was this fireball.

The fireball fell, turning the place into a purgatory in an instant.

And the Hammer of Creation, which was buried deep underground, had also undergone repeated forgery of the power of the flames in the fireball, before it became the shining artifact in the hands of the Dark Sage.

In a sense, the fireball indirectly created the golden ruler, so it is not surprising that there is some commonality between the power of the two.

It's just that the Dark Sage, who has just arrived here, must not know the whole story.

Just when he was extremely surprised, the raging sea of fire in front of him suddenly moved, and in a moment it separated on its own, providing a path for the Dark Seer to reach the core area of the fireball.

At the same time, the oppression of the high temperature, which made him feel extremely depressed, seemed to have weakened a lot in an instant.

The Dark Seer didn't pay any attention to these sudden strangeness, and he strode out, holding the golden ruler in his hand, and approached the fireball.

It was only when he actually walked in front of the fireball that the Dark Seer could see it clearly.

This fireball is huge, estimated to be tens of meters in diameter.

The surface of the sphere is uneven, full of cracks, and the material is strange, not like all that of the planet.

Countless tongues of flame erupted and wandered from those holes or cracks.

And that fiery oppression comes from the constant churning of these flames.

"Huh!"

As the Dark Seer continued to observe, he also discovered an even more incredible phenomenon.

He actually saw something similar to a bird's feather in the crack of this fireball.

At first, he thought that he was dazzled, after all, under this absolute extreme temperature, it is impossible for any living thing to survive, let alone any feathers and other substances.

But after he carefully confirmed, he was extremely sure that he was not mistaken, it was indeed a feather.

These feathers have a faint golden red color, densely distributed under all the cracks.

Under the scorching flames, these pale golden feathers still swayed slightly, like hairs flying disorderly in the wind, as if they did not pay attention to the surrounding heat at all.

The scene in front of him was really too weird and bizarre, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Just as he was surrounding the giant ball, repeatedly considering what was inside, a dangerous aura suddenly came from the periphery of the sea of fire.

The Dark Sage immediately stepped up, but in the warping and steaming of the sea of fire, he saw an extremely large army of evil spirits, which was approaching here.

He didn't know why so many evil spirits appeared here at once, nor did he know the purpose of these evil spirits, and he couldn't be sure if the high-temperature defense created by the fireball could stop them.

The sense of urgency that appeared in my heart made it clear to myself that I had to get out of here immediately.

If he were to be surrounded by an army of demons in such a situation, he would be in danger.

But his decision, as soon as he returned to the fireball, immediately changed.

The inexplicable induction from the golden ruler, like an invisible giant lock, firmly bound him to the fireball, as if asking him to protect the fireball's safety.

He smiled indifferently, shook his head and sighed bitterly: "It seems that all this is arranged by the ancient giant god!"

As soon as the voice settled, the Dark Sage grabbed the golden ruler and walked towards the outer sea of fire.

This army of evil spirits must have been born with a special resistance to flames, and the extreme heat here that is enough to burn everything out seems to have no effect on them.

Looking at the sea of fire around him, he was trampled by the huge army of evil spirits one after another, and the golden ruler in the hands of the dark sage slowly groaned.

Looking at the vague figure that suddenly appeared in the sea of fire, dozens of evil spirits at the front of the team suddenly roared and jumped up, and pounced on the dark sage.

The Dark Sage swung out, and the majestic heat suddenly swept over like a light boat, easily destroying the ashes of this group of evil spirits.

The other evil spirits in the rear who were about to move were all frightened by this scene, and they lingered in place and roared hard, but they didn't dare to take half a step forward.

However, the agitation did not last long, and a high-pitched roar from the rear of the team completely shook down the noisy team.

When the evil spirits completely returned to silence, a huge black shadow, much taller than the other evil spirits around him, slowly walked forward from behind.

Looking at the tall evil spirits surrounded by many evil spirits, the eyes of the dark sage unconsciously locked.

Because he smelled an extremely strong sense of danger on the body of this black shadow, as if under the oppression of this shadow, his soul began to tremble.

It seems that this evil spirit should be the leader of this evil spirit army.

"How do I feel a familiar smell?"

Just as the Dark Sage was thinking about how to deal with this powerful evil spirit, a voice that was familiar to him appeared in this inopportune place unexpectedly.

Under the extremely shocked gaze of the Dark Sage, this tall evil spirit finally faded away from the twisted barrier of the sea of fire, revealing its true face of Lushan.

This evil spirit, with a strange physique, is very large, with a pair of demonic horns on its head, angry at the sky, and carrying bone wings and blood-black wings, like a fallen angel who has been knocked down from Infernal Purgatory, and the evil aura is very strong.

As he walked forward, streams of black currents visible to the naked eye continued to spread out from the surface of his body, engulfing the heat waves and flames around him.

Those blood-red eyes were even more like peeps from the demons of hell, greedily gazing at all the living beings here, as if the power of life and death here had long been completely controlled by him.

The Dark Sage looked at each other stupidly, not shocked by his momentum, but by the appearance of this evil spirit.

"How could it be him?!" the Dark Sage uttered these words, almost tearing at his throat.

Because the appearance of this evil spirit is the same evil spirit that hinted at the imminent battle of the Dark Sage in the Spirit of the Phantom Wall.

The only difference is that the evil spirit standing in front of the Dark Sage now is more materialistic than the evil spirit that was imprisoned in the phantom wall before, which was completely composed of illusory black shadows.

More precisely, after freeing himself from the shackles of the Spirit of the Phantom Wall, he had a body of his own.

Seeing the Dark Sage's reaction like this, the evil spirit also sneered, "It seems that you still remember me. ”

"How did you end up here, what the hell is going on?" the Dark Sage snarled heartbreakingly.

If the Dark Sage hadn't encountered this evil spirit today, he might have attributed everything that had happened to him to the will of the Divine.

But now, when he saw this evil creature standing in front of him with his own eyes, all the things that were taken for granted seemed to be completely overthrown in an instant.

The Dark Sage's mind suddenly became empty, and he had the feeling that he seemed to be caught in a great conspiracy, and that he was just a pawn to be used by others from beginning to end.

And the creator of this conspiracy is the evil spirit in front of him.

In response to the Dark Sage's question, the evil spirit smiled, and his hollow and glittering eyes kept flashing with all kinds of cunning, "What? Do you feel that something is not quite right? ”

Hearing the evil spirit say this, the Dark Sage was immediately extremely sure of his guess, and the huge ruler in his hand was raised, and the killing intent suddenly surged, "Tell me, what is going on with all this?"

"Truth be told, I'm not going to tell you the whole story, but for the sake of you helping me get rid of that damn Phantom Wall Spirit, I'm going to let you die before I devour you completely. The demon sneered.

The Dark Sage didn't pay much attention to the second half of the demon's words, and nothing was more important to him than the truth.

It turned out that this evil spirit was originally a general named the Dark Realm.

Although this kingdom is called the kingdom of darkness, it is full of divine angels of judgment.

The Dark Realm is a dimensional space created by an angelic god to train and nurture angels to cleanse them of fallen spirits in other worlds or planes.

And this evil spirit is the highly feared general of the Dark Realm, and his strength has reached the strength of the Six-Winged Judgment Angel second only to the Archangel of the Dark Realm, the eight-winged Judgment Angel.

He has a fierce fighting style and strong strength, and the Judgment Angel Group led by him has repeatedly performed miraculous feats, is invincible, and rarely loses.

The honors he has received are countless, and he was once regarded by the entire Dark Realm as a powerful successor to the next archangel.

However, the excessive arrogance and the continuous expansion of self-confidence gradually made him lose his nature.

On a public occasion, he was arrogant and arrogant, and he actually defied the decisions of their king, the eight-winged archangel, in public.

In the eyes of the angels of the Dark Realm, the position of the eight-winged archangel is sacred and inviolable, and his action is undoubtedly a violation of the taboo of the Dark Realm.

His strength had already reached that of the six-winged Judgment Angel, and he thought that the gap between him and the eight-winged archangel would not be too big, however, with just one move, he lost completely.