The Holy Magisters looked at Avar in horror, and found that they couldn't stop the pace of attacking, and their bodies all controlled the forbidden spells, unambiguously using all their spiritual power, and trying their best to eliminate the two legendary mages in front of them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info All kinds of brilliant spells from top to bottom, converging into the two people in front of the destruction wave that almost crushed the block.

"Hahaha, Mentor, it looks like we're going to have a cooperation. The Blood Mage laughed and flew forward, unfurling a blood mist. Everywhere the blood mist went, even the air seemed to assimilate, but it didn't resist the bombardment of spells, but instead circled behind the blooming incarnation.

"Well, then come. Avar sighed and raised his hands in the air.

This mage who predicted Luo Xue, the Elven Tree, and guided Luo Xue's direction, fought side by side with the Blood Mage at this moment, building a fifth elemental barrier in front of him, isolating the world. This spell, which is infinitely close to the sixth concept, has gone beyond the scope of parallel world interference, and as long as it cannot penetrate space, there is absolutely no spell to break it.

Hundreds of forbidden spells bombarded the barrier in mid-air, and they couldn't shake it in the slightest. These spells, which could have easily destroyed a city, were like a small thing to see when they met the mage ancestor.

The Holy Magisters were moved to tears when they saw that Alva was safe and sound, but they were also shocked in their hearts.

"Original...... It turns out that we are both Holy Magisters, and there is such a big gap between us!" they muttered in disbelief, but their bodies were still unconsciously casting spells to suppress Alva.

In an environment with extremely low concentrations of magic elements, these Holy Magisters use the magical elements in their bodies. However, Alva is like an endless stream of magic elements, directly borrowing the power of the entire world and extracting the fifth element to resist. All the elements are mastered, and finally the fifth element is mastered!

If the husk continues to grow, his complete body will be as strong as Alva!

This is definitely not only the strength of the Blooming Period, but it is a little worse than the Blooming Period! In fact, there is no human race with the strength of the Blooming Period in the entire Falling Moon Continent now, and in order to reach the Blooming Period, a prerequisite must be met, that is, to be recognized as a guardian by the World Origin and endowed with the power of the Origin! And even the Guardian Thurville must take the last step.

When he becomes the blooming period, then he is the god of this world!

These Holy Magisters' actions did indeed suppress Alva, making it impossible for him to fight back. But don't forget that he also has an apprentice - the Blood Mage. Vernon had already circled behind them by this time, and was blocked by the Lord Monarch Avatar holding his eyes.

The Lord had long expected that there were several ancient powerhouses hidden in the Falling Moon Continent, but he had missed the Blood Mage.

However, he also prepared a few extra pieces to deal with this situation.

"Come out......" A smile appeared on the corner of the Lord's mouth, and with a wave of his hand, a man in a strong suit appeared in the air, and with a single sword, he cut off the blood mage Vernon.

"Vernon!!" Alva noticed, and although Vernon was no longer his apprentice, he shouted out in his anxiety.

And here, Vernon's flesh and blood are spliced together again, but there is a hint of whiteness on his face, and the man facing him is also at the peak of the mature wood period. His pupils widened suddenly, because this man he was very familiar with, and he would definitely not join the Demon Whisper Forest and be in the company of the forbidden land!

"Why, Link! You're going to defect to them!!Aren't you going to kill yourself than join them!" Vernon shouted with wide eyes, coughing.

The man smirked, his pupils were half clear and half red compared to what Luo Xue had seen at first, then all red, and finally turned into deep darkness. The once legendary warrior, a middle-aged man who proclaimed himself in the Grand Canyon outside Fanshui Town, is now completely depraved by the breath of necromancy. Once Luo Xue saw the serious injuries on his body, now they were faintly visible, and they had all been repaired under the entanglement of the necromantic aura.

No one pulled him in the moment he stepped into the abyss, and now he finally became the kind of person he would rather die than think of becoming.

"I've already died once. Link said grimly, his words tinged with hatred, just hatred for why no one could pull him when he was in a desperate situation.

Vernon was speechless, with only a deep sadness in his heart except grief and indignation, and he did not expect the final outcome of this previously righteous warrior.

The two were originally moving towards the same goal, but in the end they parted ways and never crossed paths again.

In this way, it becomes a very unfavorable situation.

Alva had set up an enchantment to withstand the collective bombardment of thousands of Holy Magisters, and he had no energy left to take care of it. Vernon, on the other hand, was intercepted by Link, who was also a human, and lost his role in delaying the incarnation of the Lord. And on the ground, four Exploration Mercenary Regiment warriors struggled to resist the endless army of necromancy.

Except for the leader of the mercenary group, Ian, there was no one to stop the slaughter of the Lord Monarch's incarnation.

Although the Necromantic Lord has not yet fully manifested, the avatar possessed by a corpse is strong enough to tip the balance in favor of the victorious side. As long as you join any battlefield, except for Alva, who may hold out for a while, whether it is Vernon or the underground exploration mercenary group, they will face the end of death.

In this way, the entire stalemate will be completely broken, their purpose of delaying the incarnation of the Lord Monarch will also be declared defeated, and Thurville, who has fought hard against another Blooming Stage on the border battlefield of the Demon Forest, will also usher in the end of death.

Everyone here is gambling, gambling that the Lord Monarch Incarnation does not realize that another blooming period is in a bitter battle, so it will not sacrifice itself to rush to the present realm, and then crush them with great strength.

Eon sensed all this, and he looked up to see the Lord Monarch avatar rapidly approaching them, withdrawing his palm to lift the seal of the God of Light.

"Captain!" shouted Wright, holding the bell, dispelling the surrounding necromantic creatures with holy light.

"Captain!" Starbreak shouted.

The surrounding team members shouted one after another, and they all knew exactly what Ein was up to.

Facing the incarnation of the Lord with the explosive power of the blooming period head-on, Captain Eon has absolutely no chance of winning!

Ein carried a greatsword behind him, and his left hand was wrapped in bandages, and he gently removed it. It was exactly what Luo Xue looked like when she first saw Ein.

He nodded silently, but didn't run away.

In the battles that led the Exploration Mercenary Corps day after day, Ein had always fought with this greatsword. But now, it's time to live or die.

Ion's eyes were slightly misty, looking at the necromantic incarnation in front of him, as if he was thinking of his past.

"Brother...... Isn't it time for me to give it my all?" Ion unconsciously spat out a sentence, and his misty eyes became firm.

With a click, the mechanism on the hilt of the giant sword was lifted, and it gradually separated from the center of the sword.

A giant sword, just like that, spread out into two prosaic long swords. And the bandage on his left hand scattered, revealing a terrifying scar burned by the flames.

But the most eye-catching thing is the ring on his hand.

The inscription is: Bear.

The Necronomicon's eyes shrank, and then he sneered.

"Are you the last Origin Guard, the two-handed swordsman?

Ein didn't respond, and he combined the two opposing swords, the mechanisms of the hilts tightly knit together to form a sword.

In an instant, the upper and lower blades burst into flames. (To be continued.) )