Chapter 581: Divine War (10,000 Words Big Chapter Subscription Request)
As a legendary warrior monk, there is no doubt about the strength of Basaza.
Although he is not strictly a god, he is not even a quasi-god who hovers between true gods and heroes.
However, with the blessing of strong willpower and unique secret techniques, he made himself look like a longing god of war in a short period of time.
Among them, the Sun Flame can bring light and heat as dazzling as the sun, inflicting unimaginably devastating blows on enemies, while also recovering from any injuries sustained by oneself.
[Moon Yin Potential] allows it to draw power from the Moon Goddess Suren, making it immune to negative levels, energy attribute absorption, imprisonment, and time stop effects, and by the way, it can also curse enemies and make them blind to see nothing.
These two abilities alone were enough to make those ordinary warrior monks envious.
What's more, Basazar can also teleport at will without restrictions within the line of sight;
By infusing a mysterious energy into the fist, it can directly tear apart the magic protection on the opponent's body and enhance the spell, even if it is the Nine Rings Magic and the Wall of Force Technique, which has the title of "Physical Attack Buster", and it can also make the opponent fall into a similar effect of [Slow Technique];
[Shadow Posture] can instantly jump into the shadow plane, either hide or dodge attacks from enemies;
In addition, there are special moves that generate additional power such as Shock, Levitation, Stun, and Critical Strike.
The famous [Penetration Strength] is able to directly destroy fragile internal organs through the protection of armor and muscles.
The scariest thing is that this guy can change his resistance at will.
For example, by reducing magic resistance, physical resistance can be increased to unimaginable levels, and even the dragon claws of Abazig can tear apart the sky and earth.
In the same way, he can also reduce his physical resistance and maximize his magic resistance, directly resisting magic infused with divine power with his physical body.
The [Hand of Murder] that had just exploded Melissand would make the opponent jealous every time it was used, and he voluntarily gave up all offense and used his power to dodge and defend.
There is no doubt that the seal has been unlocked, and the kind of Barsaza that has no dead ends and shortcomings is powerful.
Its terrifying unarmed blows made Zuo Si not have the slightest idea of wanting to fight with him.
Because he knew very well that with his level in this area, even with the blessing of the extra hand-to-hand combat expertise bestowed by swordsmanship, sword dance, great devil and abyss fragments, he was afraid that his performance would not be much better than Abazig.
After all, the latter is a demigod, and he also has extremely high warrior and mage levels, plus the creature level brought by the dragon's natural age, the total class level is afraid to exceed LV90 or more.
But even so, Abazig is still completely suppressed by Basaza at the moment.
If it weren't for the divine power shield to support it, I'm afraid it would have been blown up by this time.
Centered on the main hall where the Blood Throne was located, a radius of hundreds of kilometers was reduced to a scorched earth under the impact of their battle.
There are thousands of deep pits with a radius of more than two kilometers.
Some are even large pits in the middle and small in the middle pits, and the central position has become a bottomless abyss.
If this is placed in the material world, it is estimated that a continent is almost completely scrapped by now, and if it continues, it will be to run for the shattered star.
But for an outer plane with infinite space, this insignificant destruction is at best a tiny scar.
Gods with weak divine powers only need a single thought to repair them perfectly.
The hall where the Blood Throne was placed stood even more in waves of impact, and you couldn't even feel the vibration when you stood inside.
"Damn!
Is this a divine war?
That's an exaggeration!
I felt like an ant that could be crushed to death at any moment.
Aberdale, the madman, is still having fun......"
With gnashing of teeth and cursing, Aemon finally dragged his exhausted body out of the battle, and returned to the door of the Blood Throne alone and sat down on the steps, ready to lie down and rot.
She had no intention of becoming the new god of murder in the first place, anyway, and she didn't even want these evil and filthy powers of Baal.
I just want to get rid of this dangerous and sad fate as soon as possible, and then do what I want to do.
So the girl doesn't care about whether the divine power and divinity in her body will be deprived at all.
In particular, after witnessing the devastating devastation caused by the fight between Bassazar and Abazigh, the whole person couldn't help but have the thought of "why am I so weak when I am also the son of Baal".
Seeing this scene, Zuo Si, who was in the distance, immediately cast a teleportation spell to come closer, chuckling and teasing: "What, can't you do this?" I remember someone swearing that they would grow into a powerful mage who could make the difference between victory and defeat by the time of the final battle. β
"I almost died! Are you still in the mood to stand here and watch the excitement and talk coolly? β
Ammon rolled his eyes angrily, and his eyes were full of intense contempt.
"Why not? Anyway, he didn't really die. What's more, even if you die, I have a way to resurrect you. β
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively, took out the card of the traveling mage, turned it into a large bottle of cold drink on the spot, and handed it to the girl.
As he developed Spark, his card list was no longer limited to spells, summons, magic items, and artifacts.
There are also a lot of daily necessities, drinks and snacks, as well as enough food, water, meat, vegetables, fruits and so on to feed millions or even tens of millions of people.
Ammon was not polite, took it and unscrewed the lid without saying a word, then raised his head and drank almost a liter, and then let out a long breath, and burped without a ladylike image, wiped the remaining water stains at the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, raised his head and asked puzzledly: "What are you waiting for?" Why not join forces with Bassaza to defeat Abazigh and end it all? β
"Do you think defeating Abazig will end this divine war?"
Zuo Si asked rhetorically with a smile.
"Isn't it?"
Am blinked in confusion.
In her opinion, after Bassazza jumped and killed Melissa, only Abazig was left as the last enemy of the five.
In other words, this demigod blue dragon is defeated, and as long as the rest of the sons of Baal are willing to give up the divine power and divinity in their bodies, the blazing god will also descend and announce that the battle for the Blood Throne is officially over.
Zuo Si shook his head lightly and explained, "If only everything was really that simple.
First of all, I would like to correct one thing.
You thought that some dead woman was actually alive, and she was hiding in the shadows to secretly absorb the power of the Blood Throne.
It is estimated that in a while, he will be promoted from a demigod to a weaker god.
Secondly, your god father, Baal, should most likely be around, also drawing strength from the Blood Throne in preparation for his return from the Astral Plane.
Since he is the ruler of this realm, he can perfectly shield everyone's perception, even if I can't find the slightest clue.
So the battle you're seeing now is really just a warm-up before the final battle comes.
Until these two guys show up, neither Davidian nor I will easily join the fray.
Also, you'd better stay here and don't run around.
Otherwise, if you are caught by the other party, it will be miserable. β
After that, Zuo Si stretched out his hand and pinched the girl's delicate and small nose at a very fast speed.
Aimon subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the speed of the nerve reflex was obviously not as fast as the former, so his nose was immediately pinched a little red and uncomfortable.
Annoyed, she opened her mouth and wanted to bite the back of Zuo Si's hand with her teeth as revenge.
This kind of innocuous slapstick and small games between friends has been played countless times by the two of them as early as when Candle Castle first met.
It's a pity that Ammon didn't win even once.
In the blink of an eye, she missed the slightest mistake and bit into the air.
"You bastard! How many times have I said that you are not allowed to touch my head, let alone pinch my nose! β
The girl glared at Zuo Si fiercely.
But unfortunately, the latter completely ignored her strong protest, and even showed a smug expression on his face, as if to say "I just did what you can do".
Just as Aemond was about to get up from the steps to get back to the field, there was a sudden violent shaking of the hall at his feet.
Next Second......
Rumble!!!!!!!!!
A column of blood hundreds of meters high suddenly rose from the ground, directly opening a large hole in the ceiling overhead.
The pungent smell of blood quickly condensed into the form of a slender and bumpy young woman in the sky.
When she came out of the pillar of blood, she could clearly be seen to have long black and bright hair, a headdress full of white feathers on her head, a pure black one-piece silk tights that looked like a stretch, and even a large area of white skin could be faintly seen through the fabric, and she wore large metal gloves like sharp claws on her two hands, one of which also carried a blood-stained dark red spear, and on her feet was a pair of metal boots of the same material as the gloves.
There is no doubt that this is none other than Barr's former First Priest and Chosen One, Melisand.
What it looked like when it was younger, to be exact.
Even the most discerning person cannot find even the slightest flaw in that beautiful and charming face and near-perfect body.
You don't need to ask to know that Melissand not only extracted amazing divine power, but also reshaped her body with the power of the Blood Throne,
Now she is equivalent to a goddess with weak divine power, and the spear she carries in her hand is an artifact with enchantment level +6.
Just a moment!
Melissian crossed the spatial distance and appeared behind Barthazar in a way that was incomprehensible to ordinary spellcasters, and suddenly raised her spear infused with divine power and stabbed it fiercely.
Burst!
Although Bassaza sensed the danger with his keen sixth sense, twisted his upper body to avoid the fatal point, and at the same time his body resistance was also in a state of strengthening physical defense, his abdomen was still pierced on the spot.
However, not a single drop of blood came out of the penetrating wound.
Instead, it flowed along the uneven patterns on the spear to the ends, and was eventually absorbed into Melissa's body.
"You're not dead?!"
It was clear that the sudden resurrection of an enemy who was supposed to be dead and launched a sneak attack on him made Bassazar feel unparalleled shock and disbelief.
But he quickly reacted, and opened the [Burning Sun Potential] again to grab the spear inserted into his abdomen, wanting to replicate the silky combo from before.
But alas, Melissand is no longer what it used to be.
Before Barthaza could kick his legs, the former's seemingly muscular arms lifted him high into the air, and then slammed into the ground with a thunderous force.
Rumble!!!!!!!
The huge power beyond the imagination of mortals suddenly gave the warrior monk a heavy blow, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth with a wow, and the wound in his abdomen was directly enlarged several times due to the violent impact, and his intestines were instantly brought out by the churning spear.
What's even worse is that Barsaza found that his wounds did not have the slightest trace of healing, but felt the rapid passage of life force like an ordinary person.
He desperately tried to shove his broken intestines back, trying to release his divine grace to heal.
But it was all in vain.
No matter what you do, no matter how high your level of healing magic you cast, or what potion you drink, you can't stop the blood from flowing down the huge wound in your abdomen and then absorbing it by the blood-red spear.
"You...... What did you do to me? β
Bassaza struggled to his feet from the ground, raising his head to stare at the close range of enemies.
Melissand stuck out her tongue and licked the blood stained on the tip of the spear, and replied meaningfully, "It's nothing, I just used this newly crafted artifact spear to leave a cursed wound on you that will never heal."
Give up, my dear child, you have no hope of winning.
Because once I am poked by this spear, a one-sided life drain effect is formed between me and you.
Unless you can become a god, you can't resist this power.
In a few minutes at most, you will die from being sucked alive and drained of all your life force.
I will devour all that you hate and hate the most, and become stronger. β
"Artifact? Curse? Life Drain? β
Bassazza's face changed dramatically.
Although he could use his divine power and secret techniques to suppress the demigods, he did not take that step to become a quasi-god or even a demigod.
The reason is simple.
He didn't want his spirit and soul to be tainted by Baal's divinity.
But now this has become the most fatal flaw.
If you don't accept divinity, you won't be able to gain an advantage in the confrontation of divine power, let alone dispel the curse blessed by evil artifacts around your wounds.
Just when this powerful warrior monk was in a dilemma, Abazig on the other side finally got rid of the entanglement between Aberdale and Sancho, and directly pounced and opened his mouth to breathe a divine lightning breath.
Syllable!
With a blinding flash of electric light in the air, Basaza's entire body flew backwards, most of his body charred black and emitting a pungent mushy smell.
Seeing the success of the surprise attack, Abazig was overjoyed, and dragged his huge body to rush towards the brother who had posed a great threat to him, intending to swallow it in one gulp.
But just as he passed by Melissand, he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from under his right wing.
Turning around, it turned out that Melissand had quietly dispersed the divine power shield at some point, and used the artifact spear in her hand to penetrate deep into the weakest point of the scale defense under the wings.
The sharp tip of the spear was barely enough to penetrate the muscles of the outer wall and enter the atrium.
"What are you doing?!"
Abazig suddenly stopped, and his two eyes that radiated divine light burst out with terrifying ferocity.
"What?
Kill you, of course.
After all, Barsaza was about to die.
As soon as he dies, as the last survivor of the Five Descendants, you will naturally have no use value.
As long as I devour the divine power and divinity of both of you, I will gain the authority to control the Blood Throne and the entire kingdom.
No one will be a match for me, the goddess. β
Now, Melissanda has finally torn off all her pretenses and announced her ambitions in public for the first time.
Because she could clearly feel that her connection with the Blood Throne was getting closer and closer, and the divine power in her body was also growing at an unimaginable rate.
"So...... You've been cheating on us? β
Abazig came to his senses in an instant, realizing that the so-called words of assisting the five descendants to become the new gods were out-and-out lies, and quickly retreated from covering the bleeding wounds, trying to lift the curse of the blessings above through divine power resistance, and no longer bothered to pay attention to Basaza, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground.
Melissand did not rush to pursue, but stood there and grinned loudly.
"Hahahaha!
Or else?
I have gone to great lengths and pains to sabotage Baal's resurrection plan, am I just trying to get a bargain for you sons of Baal?
Don't be naΓ―ve!
I'm just using your cannibalistic process to collect the scattered divine power and divinity little by little.
If it weren't for someone making trouble, you wouldn't have been able to get the power of a demigod as powerful as you are now.
Now surrender your divine powers, so that you can suffer a little less. β
"Phew! You dream! I'm not going to give up my power! If you have the ability, take it yourself! Even if I die, I will make you pay before I die. β
Abazig once again blessed himself with a divine shield, opened his mouth and roared and spat out a divine lightning breath, and then dragged his huge body that was constantly surging blood and rushed up to hand-to-hand combat.
The collision between demigods and weak divine forces is undoubtedly devastating.
In just an instant, with the Blood Throne Hall as the center, the sky within a radius of thousands of kilometers was torn apart on the spot, and the earth was also crumbling in an indescribable way, spewing hot magma from the interior of the earth's crust.
Countless prayers and demons living in the kingdom of Baal let out desperate wails before dying.
Even Aberdell and Sancho did not dare to approach the center of the battlefield at this time, but fled back in embarrassment, with a look of horror on their faces.
Although the gods of this universe are subject to various influences and limitations, there is absolutely no doubt about their power.
"How long do you think Abazig will last?"
Zuo Si looked at the divine battle in the distance that was more spectacular than the explosion of a large-scale nuclear weapon, and asked without looking back.
"WellβI think half an hour should be about the same at most. After all, Abazig had already consumed a lot of divine power before, and he had not established a church in the material world, let alone enough devout followers to replenish it. β
Davidian hesitated for a moment, quickly giving his judgment.
After all, the battle between gods and gods is a contest between divine powers.
Unless there is a gap between the two gods in terms of "personality", such as the elven god Corellon and the Olympus god Zeus, who are obviously a level higher than the powerful god king, the one with the strongest divine power can usually defeat the one with the weak divine power.
"Are you sure you can defeat Melissand?" Zuo Si continued to ask.
Without thinking, David replied, "Of course." As soon as you give her the order, I'll give her a taste of what it's like to be scorched by the sun. β
Hearing this, Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Very good." Then when Abazig is defeated, you can deal with Melissa. β
"As you wish!"
Davidian touched his chest with one hand and bowed deeply, and then two sun-wheel-like pupils locked on the two men in the center of the battlefield.
Zuo Si took advantage of this gap and walked straight to the side of Basaza, who was only half breathing, and said in a half-joking tone: "My dear friend, your current situation seems to be a little unpleasant. If the life force continues to flow like this, in a few minutes you will have to say goodbye to the world forever. β
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
With a violent coughing up of blood, the legendary warrior monk struggled to sit up, and resisted the severe pain and weakness in response: "I don't need you to say that I know I'm going to die soon."
But being devoured by Melissand like this is really a little unwilling.
Can you trouble you to kill me and take away the divine power and divinity in my body?
That way she won't be able to get anything from me. β
"Why do you have to die? If I had a way to help you escape death and escape your fate as a son of Baal, would you accept it? β
When he said this, the corners of Zuo Si's mouth rose slightly, obviously intending to take advantage of the weakness.
"How?"
Bassaza's originally dim pupils instantly bloomed with a light called hope.
"It's simple. As long as you let go of your mind and do not resist in any way, I can transform you into another state of eternal life and thus escape death. β
As he spoke, the sparks of the Brigade Mage in Zuo Si's chest began to burst out with a dazzling bright light, and at the same time, he tentatively slowly stretched out his right hand.
He knew very well that with the terrifying willpower of the other party, if he was determined to die rather than obey, then there was a high probability that the production of follower cards would end in failure.
"And at what cost? And what is the price I have to pay? β
Bassaza stared at the hand that was getting closer and closer, and asked with a very calm face.
Zuo Si paused slightly, and responded solemnly: "Loyalty, the price you need to pay is eternal loyalty."
I promise that there will be no change in your memory or personality in the process.
And in the future, I will respect your choices and decisions, and will not force you to do things that you don't want to do. β
"Is this a contract?"
Bassaza finally asked.
"Yes, it's a contract, and it's a promise at the same time."
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si's hand finally touched the warrior monk's forehead.
Moment!
The spark connected the minds and consciousness of the two men.
Barthazar did not put up any resistance, calmly accepted his fate, slowly closed his eyes and let the powerful sealing power envelop him, and finally merged into the core of the spark of the traveling mage.
In about three or five minutes, a card with a golden light appeared in Zuo Si's palm.
[Creature Follower - Bassazar (Son of God)]
[LV17 Multicolor Card (Upgradeable)]
[Card Quality: Unique]
[Effect: Summons Basarza, the son of Baal (the initial level is LV32 Divine Warrior Monk, the level and strength will continue to increase with battle and killing, the maximum limit is LV70) to serve you until you are killed.
He is divided into two forms.
One is the normal state of the Blessed Rune Seal, which can use all abilities except the "Hand of Murder".
Including Ascending Dragon Fist, Reversal Resistance, Holy Healing, Shadow Posture, Shadowless Foot, Moon Yin Pose, Burning Sun Pose, Piercing Palm, Stun Fist, Penetration Strength, Teleportation and other abilities.
When the seal is opened, Barthazar will gain an astonishing burst of power, all damage will be increased several times in a short period of time, and the attack and reaction speed will also be greatly increased.
When Murder Hand is unleashed, it can instantly kill any target that is not protected by divine or quasi-divine powers.
At the beginning of LV32, the damage and speed increase multiplier is four, and every three levels will be doubled on top of this, and when it reaches ten times, it will usher in a qualitative leap, and at the same time obtain the power of the sun and the moon at the same time to open the moon yin and the hot sun type.
In this state, the Divine Warrior Monk itself is a weapon with destructive powers, which can shatter the planet with a single blow with his bare hands.
[To use this card, you need to pay 25 white, 15 red, and 15 black mana, or 55 universal mana]
[When the retinue - Bassaza dies, the card automatically enters the graveyard to wait for rebirth for 350 days]
Looking at the series of detailed instructions on the cards, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "Breaking the star with bare hands?
Sounds really good.
Barthazar is probably the strongest retinue I have besides Davidian.
With a slight upgrade, he gains the power to confront the gods head-on, or even kill them.
Barr's series of actions is really a great gift for me.
I'll show up later, and I'll show my gratitude......"
With that, Zuo Si's fingers holding the card turned into his palm, and the retinue card that had just been made disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, on the other side, the devastating battle between Melissian and Abazig is nearing its end.
Although the latter tried his best to inflict some fatal wounds on the former, it was a pity that the difference in strength was too great.
In the end, Abazig's divine power lightning breath could not even cancel out the divine power shield on Melissa's body, and all kinds of extraordinary divine powers were also ineffective, and they could only rely on hand-to-hand combat to inflict damage.
But the problem is that hand-to-hand combat means facing that terrifying artifact spear.
Every time the body is poked, a wound that does not heal and keeps bleeding appears.
Melissanne, on the other hand, was able to draw blood and life from these wounds to restore herself.
As a result, the injuries on her body were basically healed, but Abazig's injuries became more and more serious, and finally he could no longer hold on, and the huge dragon body fell to the ground with a bang.
"It's over, poor little one.
I've told you before that struggling only adds to the pain, not the destined outcome.
The fate of all the sons of Baal is a complete tragedy.
It's brutal, but that's the reality.
Let me put an end to your suffering.
Don't worry, when I become a goddess, I'll consider giving you a chance to do it all over again when I'm in a good mood. β
As she spoke, Melissand approached with dexterous and graceful steps, raised the spear in her hand, and stabbed it hard at the demigod blue dragon's eyes.
Burst!
The artifact instantly pierced through the fragile eyeballs and reached the brain.
Before he could scream, Abazig was killed on the spot, and his body, which was full of divine power and divinity, suddenly exploded from within, and blood, minced flesh, and bones flew all over the sky to form a spectacular gush.
His death undoubtedly greatly stimulated a kingdom that once belonged to the god of murder.
The Blood Throne was more like it felt something, and a blood-red glow began to bloom from within.
Just as Melissa was immersed in the pleasure of absorbing divine power and divinity, the sky above the main hall suddenly cracked, and thousands of prayers were suddenly thrown down from a height of tens of thousands of meters, one by one falling into the ground of the main hall through the loopholes in the roof, and fell alive into bloody flesh.
For every fall to death, a mutilated skull erupts from the Blood Throne.
When the skulls piled up into a small mountain, a gray and white rabbit leaped out of the shadows of the hall and leapt into the pile of skulls.
Next Second......
Rumble!!!!!
The blood pool in the entire hall set off a stormy wave, directly involving the skeleton pile and the rabbits inside.
The pool of blood then formed a large, bottomless vortex.
In the middle of the whirlpool, the emblem of the murder god Baal can be seen looming.
Just as Aberdell, Sancho, and Aemon were stunned at this scene, Zuo Si, who had rushed over through teleportation magic, smiled and applauded, and at the same time exclaimed sincerely: "Wonderful! It's amazing!
It turned out that the container that finally chose to resurrect was actually a rabbit.
I have to say, this was completely unexpected.
I thought you would choose a sapient creature no matter what.
But in the end, an animal was chosen. β
Who would have thought that Baal, one of the three gods of death, would give up so many demigods, quasi-gods, and the sons of Baal with legendary strength, and finally use the weakest rabbit with almost no sense of existence as his carrier.
However, this also proves from a certain side that no matter how the god pulls the crotch, he has power and wisdom that mortals cannot match.
"What do you mean...... That rabbit is also the son of Baal? β
Ammon's mouth opened wide in shock, obviously frightened by the lower limit of "his own father".
It's a rabbit after all!
Not to mention putting it into action, just having such thoughts is enough to make it a shame for the gods.
"That's right.
In fact, it's not just rabbits.
There are also many cats, dogs, bears, deer, mice, lizards and other animals that are also children of Baal.
It's just that most of them have been wiped out in the bud.
After all, beasts are not intelligent races, and some even have a vague sense of self, do not have the ability to understand abstract concepts, and do not know how to use the sleeping power in their own bodies. β
With a playful smile on his face, Zuo Si bluntly said the feat of the god of murder who was "the world's cloth".
"Oh my God! This...... It's also disgusting! β
Ammon suddenly got goosebumps, and the whole person was uncontrollable and hit several spirits in a row.
Aberdell next to him was swallowing saliva vigorously, crazy to make up the scene.
He suddenly felt that his lust was nothing compared to his twisted and sick father.
At least his sexual orientation in this regard is only limited to humans, elves, half-elves, tiflins, vampires and other beautiful and sexy races, even dwarves, halflings, orcs, and half-orcs are not very acceptable.
There is no doubt that Baal must have controlled the rabbit to jump into the pool of blood in order to reshape his body and then return from the astral plane to complete the resurrection.
While everyone in the main hall was staring at the changes below the pool of blood, Davidian outside had already descended from the sky and kicked off the battle with a terrifying solar fusion breath.
Rumble!!!!!!
I saw that on the devastated land, a huge fireball with bright and dazzling eyes rose into the air, followed by the tremor of the earth within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.
The shock wave from the explosion lifted more than 10 kilometers of soil into the air.
The ensuing roar even inflicted hundreds of sonic damages as powerful as legendary magic.
A group of affected demons exploded from the inside of their bodies in a fraction of a second, leaving not even a bit of bone residue left.
Obviously, this is the strength that Davidian has after gaining the power of the sun.
Moreover, in the outer plane, he can absorb the power of belief in the sun worship generated by mortals in various material planes of the entire universe, which is far more powerful than in a single material world.
When the fireball dispersed, the giant white mushroom cloud that reached the sky for thousands of kilometers could be seen from afar.
As for the ground......
If it weren't for the fact that the outer plane had no concept of crust at all, the thickness of the land and rocks below was infinite, and it would have been a complete collapse of magma, plates, and continental shelves in other material planes.
I'm afraid that the next step is to prepare for an unprecedented apocalyptic catastrophe and mass extinction.
But even this powerful breath only caused Melissa to suffer some minor injuries, and the arms and skin that were originally scorched by the breath quickly recovered under the nourishment of divine power.
But at this moment, she no longer had the ease she had before, but instead revealed a look of vigilance and disbelief, and asked sharply, "When did you gain such power?" Obviously, before that, he was only at the level of an ordinary Fire Elemental Prince. β
"Not so long ago. In order to give me the strength to confront the gods head-on, my master took me on a trip to the fire elemental plane for a small upgrade. Now, are you ready to enjoy the light and heat from the sun? β
As he spoke, Davidian transformed from a dragon form to a human form, holding in his hand an artifact made of red and white mana, the [Zhanning Sword].
Before his opponent could react, he instantly turned into a flash of golden light and disappeared in place.
Not good!
With the super perception given by the weak divine power, Melissa immediately sensed the danger, and hurriedly turned sideways and raised the artifact spear to make a parry motion, the whole process may not be more than a microsecond.
Then her hands felt a terrifying power beyond the limits of her own endurance, and the tiger's mouth and fingers were shattered in an instant, and her body flew backwards uncontrollably at a speed a hundred times faster than the speed of sound, clinging to the ground to create a long ravine.
Whether it's soft earth or hard rock, this moment is no different from soft cheese.
Just as Melissian thrust the spear into the ground to slow down and stop, the super-strong divine perception once again began to warn.
Without having time to think about it, she quickly repaired her broken finger and raised her spear high to parry.
Rumble!!!!!!
This time, Davion swooped down directly from the top of his head, brandishing his shield with a gleaming light and slamming it down.
Poor Melissand, like a nail, was hammered into the ground by the hammer of the former, and drilled down dozens of kilometers in one breath before barely stopping.
With two super-high-speed attacks in a row, she quickly realized that Davidian had a speed that she couldn't achieve at all, so she didn't hesitate to launch her divine power and teleport away in an instant.
You must know that the essence of the gods is pure spirit.
Therefore, they should think much faster than the light, and they can process more than hundreds of billions or trillions of information in an instant, listen to the actions of believers and respond appropriately.
The genius Grand Arcanist Karthas was unable to handle such a huge amount of information after seizing the control of the magic web from the original goddess of magic, and finally became a negative example used by countless mages to teach his disciples, and was even called a "fool".
Although Melissanda has not completely abandoned the mortal womb of the flesh, she is no different from a goddess with weak divine powers.
For the next few minutes, she continued to rely on her ability to teleport with a single thought, and engaged in a super-high-speed battle with Davidian that could not be caught with the naked eye.
Both of them tend to appear in an instant, stay for less than a hundredth of a second, and then disappear in an instant.
Ordinary people could not even see their figures and movements, and could only perceive the noises, vibrations, shock waves, and earth-destroying destructive power of the artifact when it collided.
The indescribable power caused the kingdom beneath his feet, which belonged to the murder god Baal, to begin to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The destructive power of each explosion is comparable to that of a solar flare at zero distance.
It didn't take long for the entire kingdom, except for the main hall where the Blood Throne was located, to completely turn the entire kingdom into a huge pit that was sunken.
As for the invokers and the demons who were allowed in, they were all dead by this time.
Removing the few souls of the Sons of Baal who are imprisoned in the pool of blood, there is simply nothing else that can be called alive......
(End of chapter)