In addition to Heywood, the remaining dozen or so members of the Spell Workshop also took potions with some side effects, used more magic to offset the weakening of slime molds, and summoned all kinds of powerful spells.

Thirteen old men, their faces as red as monkey butts.

Various forms of spells appear, icicles, fire tornadoes, wind rings, stone pillars, energy bullets, ......

Thirteen different attacks, and Tariq's all-out blow, appear on the battlefield at the same time.

The fourteen locked beasts raised their heads, as if anticipating their own end, and roared in unison.

The giant warhammer of magic condensed shattered the behemoth's head, the stone cone pinned the behemoth to the earth, the icicle pierced the behemoth's body, the fire tornado burned the behemoth into a skeleton, the wind ring sliced the behemoth in half, and the energy projectile exploded through the upper half of the behemoth......

Fourteen behemoths fell, leaving only the roar of the behemoths in the air, and the stench of foul odors.

The dust kicked up by the fall of the huge body was like a sandstorm, and the soldiers were excited.

Xiang En also finally refilled his magic power, and gave Tariq, who was a little out of strength after using a blow, a buff from the gods.

The Heavenly God descending to earth can be regarded as the most unreasonable technique that Xiang En will use now, because its effect is not as fixed as other skills, and the Heavenly God descending to earth is a strong skill when it is strong.

When used by Andrea during the Silver Age, she can leap to the pinnacle of gold, and her abilities in all aspects will be superbly improved.

After reaching the gold level, Xiang En tested it on Naka once.

The power that the gold level can carry has been significantly improved, and after obtaining the gain of the heavenly gods, all aspects of the ability directly climb to the transcendent realm, and the battle with the same transcendent Darusa will not fall behind at all.

Xiang En didn't use the Heavenly God to descend to the mortal earth for Darusa, because he was worried about what kind of posture the transcendent realm life that was more than twice as powerful as gold would be displayed after blessing the heavenly god to descend to the mortal world.

……

Half-kneeling to regain his strength, Tariq suddenly felt some kind of mysterious gaze, and he looked up, only to find that the sky seemed to have been secretly replaced.

As far as the eye could see, it was not a messy dark cloud, but a brilliant golden light, and the majestic deity behind the golden light.

It was a vague figure, and it could be imagined as any kind of image, like a man, like a woman, like an adult, like a baby, and even in a trance, it could take the form of various creatures.

The voice disappeared before the gods, and time stood still in front of the gods.

Tariq's unsmiling face could no longer control every muscle at this time, revealing an expression of shock and bewilderment.

Staring at the deity for a moment, he suddenly lowered his head and got up to look around, only to find that the world around him was still.

Through this stillness, Tariq saw many details that were once imperceptible, the expressions on the faces of the soldiers who had partially knocked off their helmets, and the soldiers who fell to the ground scratched five fingers deep in the ground with their hands......

Before he could see the magical world, the gods of the sky waved his hand, and a golden light fell, enveloping Tariq in it.

The camera seems to be playing backwards, and Tariq's body involuntarily re-knees on the ground, and his head is raised again.

The golden light in the sky vanished, time flowed again, and Tarik was no longer looking at the majestic figure of the god, but at the corpse of the giant beast that fell in front of him.

Rumble!

Tariq's body swelled rapidly, and the color disappeared as it expanded, replacing it with grayish white.

The visible white Gang Qi erupted from his body, and the seemingly ethereal Gang Qi fell to the ground, instantly becoming a deep ravine.

The body swelled to fifteen meters before it stopped expanding, still small compared to the giant beast, but exaggerated compared to the others.

"Power ......" Tariq muttered as he stood up from the ground and looked at the very different perspective.

The sudden surge of magic and the power like a mountain and river made him shocked and puzzled, and when he raised his head, the only thing that could echo the god he had just seen was the white goshawk that had been hovering in the sky.

A fifteen-meter-tall white giant suddenly stood up on the battlefield, which naturally attracted the attention of a large group of people, even if they were all dancing on the tip of the knife, and one could die if he was accidentally distracted, but they still couldn't help but cast their eyes.

When they saw the face of the fifteen-meter-tall giant, which was the familiar leader, everyone held their breath.

Tariq finally moved, hammer in hand, and rushed towards the behemoths that had risen from the pit.

The surge of strength is the confidence for him to continue to charge, and the soldiers who are fighting bloodily behind him are the reason for his charge.

The blessings obtained by the superbly top powerhouses are so powerful that ordinary people can't imagine, and the giant beast that originally needed to do all their best to kill a giant beast now only needs to jump up and smash a few hammers.

The giant beasts that climbed up in the pit kept falling, Tariq broke into the encirclement and went on a killing spree, the weak zombie beasts could be killed by the wind escaping from their bodies, and the giant beasts could only be solved by smashing them with a larger war hammer.

The massive beasts were slow compared to him, and the moment they were killed, they didn't even touch Tariq's shoulder.

The figure with the war hammer in his hand has become a memory that the soldiers who fought will never forget.

Xiang En was satisfied, although his magic power was exhausted again, he was still very satisfied to see Kuroshio being beaten like a turtle grandson.

The only problem is that the Heavenly God has gone down to earth to consume too much blue, and with the Demon Eye Totem he has reserved, it can be released a dozen times at most, and each time it lasts only a few minutes.

The Black Tide is not something that can be eliminated in an hour or two, and Tariq's killing speed seems to be fast, but there are nearly a hundred giant beasts that are 100 meters high, and the number of zombie beasts is even more in millions.

The battle here is very dynamic, and there are zombie beasts approaching on the plains one after another, and small black tides are forming one after another.

These innumerable terrifying creatures will not give Lita City any respite, ants bite elephants to death, and Xiang En will not use up his totems for Lita City.

……

Not only Xiang En, but Tariq also understood this truth in the rush.

Even if he could kill the behemoths that were desperate for ordinary people now, he felt powerless in the face of the Black Tide, which was as vast as the sea no matter how he killed.

"Mysterious spellcaster, I'm Tarik, the Captain of the Austin Royal Legion!"

Tariq suddenly began to shout, and the object of the shouting was still Xinying, or the spicy man behind Xinying.

As if afraid that Xiang En would not be able to hear, Tariq attached magic to his throat to allow the sound to travel farther.

"How much longer can I hold out?"

This sentence was asked to Xiang En, but whether it was the people in the city of Lyta, or the soldiers who fought to exhaustion, they all felt that Tariq's words were actually asking themselves, and there was a sense of tragedy that he was about to die.

Xinying can hear the voice, and Xiang En can also hear the voice.

With his backhand, he let Shinying sprinkle a small amount of magic power in the sky, and left a message in the sky: 'I can still hold on for half an hour'.

The last squandered of the Eye Totem by Xiang En could only allow the legion to fight while keeping Tarik in a state of descent for half an hour.

On the wall, a pale-faced mage looked at the words with a remorseful expression.

If he hadn't wanted to solve the problem at once with a large-scale forbidden technique, he should have been able to play a little more role now.