Chapter 773: Betrayal (10,000 Words Asking for Subscription)
"Roarβ"
With a howl of fear and despair that would make most creatures feel fearful, the demon prince Demogorgen finally began to exert his strength, unleashing his evil, chaos, filth, and madness completely.
Some of the soldiers of the Netherworld who were not high enough and did not have the corresponding protective magic were directly frightened by the sound containing the power of the abyss, and the whole person either curled up in a ball and knelt on the ground and shivered, or began to turn around and flee as if they had lost their minds.
Those unlucky people who accidentally looked at the heads of the two baboons were basically either seduced on the spot or were dementored, and rushed directly into the center of the battlefield to be distorted and swallowed by the dark power unleashed by the dark prince Grea.
The battle between the two has gone far beyond the limits of what mortals can imagine.
Coupled with the ancient Aragami Borim, the terrain, landforms, and environment around Tivanton are undergoing drastic changes.
None of the above is unique or special.
Neither you, nor Borim, nor Terramante and his sons in Ghost City can truly restrain my movements.
The whole process does not require the use of any magic, spell-like abilities, and no fluctuations caused by spells, spell casting, or shadow webs.
"I hope so."
Realizing that this stop was inevitable, Teramante also took a deep breath and made the same move.
As for you, my dear brothers, you are nothing more than dogs on a leash by your father.
At the same time, Teramante also seemed to notice Brenus's rebellion, and could no longer help but control the Netherworld to jump out of the hiding place, and with the help of the ability of the core of Mithera to draw energy from the magic net infinitely, he directly set off an overwhelming spell to wipe out this son.
When you find yourself trapped and unable to escape, you will immediately activate the spark and disappear from everyone with the help of the cover of darkness, followed by a sudden appearance to attack from an unexpected angle.
Grea sneered and asked, "Otherwise, why do you think I dare to stay and face so many enemies at the same time?"
Do you think I'm just stupid or young?
To be exact, the Grand Arcanist is also graded.
Regardless of the goddess's attitude, Grea needs to be taken as soon as possible right now.
Moment!
"Damn! Father, we can't afford to sit back any longer. β
Matik was obviously angry and sad to the extreme, and when he raised his hand, it was a nine-ring protection system [Mana Plunder], wanting to transfer the magic effect that had taken effect on the opponent's body to himself.
"Wrong?
No, no, no, that's not a mistake.
You can't even take me, how can you possibly pose any threat to him.
But who knew that just when he returned to the material world and thought that his time had come, Owo suddenly jumped out and intervened.
These two contrasting combat styles can leave the enemy feeling confused.
The twins, Matik and Watick, stood up and showed their attitude.
Hajhorner confirmed that this was the best time to do it, and immediately shouted a reminder at the top of his voice.
However, the only one who can be observed is little Anne for the time being.
At best, it can only be ranked in the fifth or sixth tier, which is the type that is just enough to reach the threshold of the Grand Arcanist, but has basically zero contribution to Netheril.
"Humph!
The reason why the Prince of Darkness was able to ignite the spark was related to the fact that it absorbed a large amount of primordial energy and matter from the Dark Void when it was conceived.
"What do you mean......"
But Brenas didn't care at all, and slowly pulled out a sword that emitted silver light from his waist, and suddenly slammed into the back of Hajhorna's heart with lightning speed.
Although the deputy of Teramante blessed himself with a large amount of protective magic, he somehow collapsed and disintegrated in an instant.
Grea was even able to hide in the dark void for a short time, leaving all the gods and god-like powers helpless against him.
Although he originally intended to stop the Netherworld, he hesitated when he found out that the battlefield actually appeared as an incarnation of Demogorgen.
But he can't win forever, and he can't never make mistakes.
Hearing this, Brenas immediately let out a contemptuous laugh, shook off the blood stains on the silver sword, and replied with a creepy attitude: "Betrayal?
This is not a betrayal, I am just carrying out the orders given by my master.
The slightly weaker god incarnations can only be captured obediently in the face of such power.
With that, Brainus swung his sword and rushed in front of the other Yin Prince, first using the demon-breaking properties of the Demon Moon Blade to destroy all the protective spells and magic items on the opponent's body, and then slashing them mercilessly.
Owo's attitude even reminded him of the experience of being looked down upon everywhere when he was a little transparent.
Although he was no longer alive, he still retained a large number of these habits, and maintained aristocratic elegance in his every move.
"Why are you going against me? Don't you want to revive Netheril? β
"Unworthy?
I'm not worthy, are you?
Some say it's a manifestation of the demon's extremely evil and chaotic nature, while others say it's the reason why Chaos defined it as a "failure" after he succeeded in creating Demogorgen.
And they both regard each other as their worst enemies, believing that if the other party does not completely dominate their bodies, Demogorgen will become even stronger, even from a demon prince to a demon king.
What truly belongs to Netherel is the contempt for the gods!
Although he also has the priest rank of Shar, the goddess of the night, he obviously does not immerse himself in it as much as his eldest brother, but feels that everything should be prioritized in the interests of the Netherworld.
Brainas Tanshure's eyes flashed with a strange light that was not easy to detect, and he swore on behalf of all his brothers.
Demogorgen stopped after another round of attacks, his two heads and four eyes staring at the young man not far away.
"Hehe, as I said earlier, in front of the Demon Moon Blade, the magical power that you are proud of cannot pose any threat to me at all. I can't use it to its full power yet, but a small part of it is enough. β
As long as you are not careful, you will immediately feel a strong suction, and even a godlike power like the Prince of Darkness will feel that your power has been weakened, and whether it is reacting, moving, or casting spells, it will fall into an inexplicable lag, as if the whole person is stuck in the mud, no matter what you do, you will be met with huge resistance.
I may not find a way to defeat you for a while, but you are also helpless against me.
Teramant turned to look into his youngest son's eyes.
Because he was very sure that the terrible magic just now was not crooked at all, and it was not himself that was aimed at it from the beginning, but the demon prince Demogorgen.
I can leave whenever I want.
"Rest assured, we won't let you down."
This was followed by an overwhelming barrage of instantaneous spells and various magical items.
After all, Brynas was one of the highest-ranking spellcasters of all the Nether Princes, and was deeply trusted and respected by his father Teramant, how could he make such a low-level mistake at such a critical moment.
Without this most troublesome enemy, the remaining Aragami Porim naturally could no longer pose any threat.
Of course, it was not only the people of Ghost City who were confused, but Grea, who thought that he had escaped "luckily", was also unclear about the situation.
But after a few encounters, he realized that Grea was not as simple as simply hiding, but really left the Feren Continent in an instant and went to a place he didn't know at all, followed by a sudden return without warning.
After all, you guys who don't know whether to live or die are doing something to the heirs of the great master.
As a special attack weapon originally created by Zuosi to deal with the crystal wall mage on the planet Torreel, this thing can not only destroy the protective spells and magic items on the target's body, but also absorb and reflect the spells that shoot at the wielder.
"Don't be complacent, boy.
Even Ovo himself did not dare to say that he could achieve what they did.
More than a thousand runes were densely arranged together, almost enveloping the radius of two or three hundred meters.
I'd rather have it be an ancient history buried in the gravel than see a bunch of people who have lost their spiritual core swaggering under the guise of Netheriel. β
Revaran instantly understood the role played by his younger brother, and the whole person was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat.
Is it the name that was formed by the union of small fishing villages?
Or the Floating City and the magic created by studying the Netharel Scrolls?
And you don't understand my father at all, and you don't know how powerful and terrifying he really is.
Otherwise, he didn't even have the bargaining chips to negotiate with Zuo Si, how would he face the anger from the West Coast Empire and the ninth layer of Bato's hell next?
They were completely unacceptable to the result.
His twin brother Matick subconsciously shook his head: "Don't ask me, I'm not the presiding officer of the magic ceremony, you should ask Brainus." β
It was you that I had been aiming for from the beginning.
After all, this farce has been going on for so long, and it's time for it to end. β
On the other hand, the head called "Hysratti" represents the most primitive and instinctive impulses and tyranny, destroying and tearing apart those who dare to fight against him at all costs in battle.
Not only that, but these extracted vibrations can also have an amazing healing effect on Demogogan.
Someday he'll be caught by me.
After a brief silence, one of the heads of the victim, Demogorgen, was the first to lash out in anger: "Fool! Idiot! Mentally retarded! What the fuck are you doing? Even the larvae of the abyss do not make such a mistake! You'd better undo this spell and give me an explanation, or I'll swear I'll kill you all. β
Now the Great Sage of the Shadow Valley didn't know how to end it.
What were you doing as I carefully protected the Netherworld and then led it back to the physical world to rebuild Netheril?
Thousands of years have passed!
Just as everyone was in shock, Brainus suddenly swung his sword and launched another sneak attack on the nearest Watik, the sharp tip of the sword as the last time, instantly disintegrating the protective magic on the latter's body, and completing the decapitation with lightning speed.
"Father, do you want Corrari Bonas to die in vain?"
Teramante clearly broke the defense, and roared at the old-timer, and his whole face became hideous because of it.
If we can't complete the magic ritual before the other person reacts, then we will lose our last chance. β
The reason why Terramante had been hiding in the shadow plane for so long was to wait for Netheril's remnants to disappear completely.
No!
That's because I can make sure I get out of danger at all times.
To be precise, he returned to the Netherworld City hidden nearby, intending to use this floating city that had accompanied him for thousands of years as a bargaining chip to stand up and turn the tide at a critical moment.
If there are no injuries, these heals will be converted into False Life Beings, which will be deducted first when attacked.
I hate you for making excuses for your failures.
Brenas completely ignored the eyes of the people around him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly to reveal a strange smile.
"So we don't have to talk about it?"
These words immediately silenced Teramant, and even the noise from the nearby armies and the magic bombardment could not affect it in any way.
It was a few minutes before he looked up and asked, "What about you?" Why do you want to join South? Could it be that the West Coast Empire he founded was considered to be a nation that inherited the spirit of Netherre? β
It is the belief that one day we will be able to surpass the gods in our own power!
If a mortal is lucky enough to not die by taking this blow, then he will have to endure at least one to six additional negative levels.
It's psychologically impossible for anyone to accept this.
"Brenas! Now is the time! β
"Because you're not worthy, and you're not qualified to represent Netherre."
They also take advantage of the two personalities' irregular control switches on the body, so that the opponent has no idea whether the decision made in the moment and the attack in the next second are dominated by the rational side or the crazy and tyrannical side.
"I agree. Now that we have no way out, we must give it a go. β
In contrast, the incarnation of Demogogan is much more miserable.
The boiling mud formed a huge wave that rushed to Grea's location to get caught up in it.
After all, with Revaryn completely deposed and Kolaribonas killed, he has become the oldest, most powerful, and most prestigious Netherworld Prince in the audience.
As a result, he was accidentally poked by a tail thorn, and a part of his energy was forcibly extracted in an instant.
Remember the Grand Arcanists who would rather die than be healed by divine magic?
Why do you think they insist on something that borders on ridiculousness in the eyes of ordinary people?
Because that's the true heart of Netherel and the glorious tradition that must be passed on.
The youngest prince of the Shadows, Agrari Tanshure, subconsciously clenched his fists.
When the dazzling pillar of blood rose to the sky and his head rolled from his neck to the ground, Matik, as a twin, finally came back to his senses, and opened the distance between him and the elder brother with a strong stride, and shouted, "Brenas!" What are you doing here? Have you betrayed your father and betrayed the City of Ghosts? β
Brainers said meaningfully, "It's been since the last time I was redeemed.
It's just that in addition to the impact, there are also countless magical powers that restrict, bind, and seal.
Although he later accepted Asmodeus' invitation to become a great devil, the spirit of that core never changed.
Although with the blessing of the night, his dark divine power has climbed to its peak, and he can even temporarily nilize the power of his two opponents.
Obviously, this is the unique god-like power that Borim possesses.
Obviously, this is the essence of Netheril's last floating city, and the terrifying power that a few legendary mages and a large group of high-level mages can cast together.
As the two spoke, the light that shrouded the night sky began to gradually dissipate, and finally everyone saw the scene in the center of the pillar of light.
Golden pillars of light fell from the sky and smashed directly into the center of the battle zone.
As these words blurted out, the faces of everyone in the Netherworld City, including Terramante, changed drastically.
That terrifying energy impact was completely comparable to the impact of divine power.
As long as one of you can't hold it and wants to retreat, then the last remaining people will have to face my pursuit. β
When he was a mortal, I saw in his eyes a disgust for religious beliefs.
Especially the eldest son Revaran, who had always wanted to kill Hajhorner but never dared to do so, was already wide-eyed and mouth-wide at the moment, completely unable to believe what he saw with his eyes.
The mage towers have now been completely turned into magic turrets and are at full output.
If the unlucky person happens to exceed the upper limit of his own vitality when he loses his level, then this person will die in an instant.
He knew that in Shar's eyes, Ghost City was a chess piece and a toy in his hand.
Because I am the great demon prince!
No one can be safe after offending me! β
As the last word blurted out, Ovo touched his chest with one hand and bowed slightly, while raising the scepter in his other hand.
Teramant's hand, hidden in his wide robes, subconsciously clenched into fists.
Obviously, Agrari is perhaps the weakest of all the brothers (Warlock LV10/Warrior LV10/Priest LV6/Shadow Mentor Level 2, which is basically a hodgepodge, with a total legendary level of up to LV28, but no strength to match, which fully demonstrates how bad the indigenous class combination can be), but he is the most sober-minded.
Since both sides have already fought real fire, it is definitely impossible to persuade the fight.
With a violent explosion, Ovor and Telramante, the two archarcanists left over from the Netharel era, finally met.
In the days of Netheril, it was the ritual of inviting each other to a spell duel.
When the time comes, I'll swear I'll make him pay for everything he's done, very, very painfully.
Rumble!!!!!!
That's the power that the spark gives me, and it's also the strength of the traveling mage.
If you don't want to be a pathetic outcast, you have to do everything you can to get your hands on as many chips as possible.
I saw that Grea was still standing on the ground, and the black sludge around him had completely disappeared at this moment, and even the body of Aragami Boram had been blown beyond recognition, and a large area of black sludge was constantly wriggling and reorganizing.
At first, the demon prince thought that this was the other party's use of his own divine power.
But you ......
If you add to that the absolute control of the Shadow Demon Net, anyone in the Nether City who is not mentally retarded can realize what it means to be hunted down and retaliated by him.
The moment the two looked at each other, powerful magical power instantly gushed out, directly pushing the surrounding undead creatures and constructs out fiercely, forming a semicircular clearing.
In other words, this guy is actually in a kind of high-intensity infighting and internal friction 24 hours a day.
With the chanting of spells from the joint casting, a huge amount of magical energy that cannot be described in words began to gather beneath their feet.
Even when communicating with those gods, they put themselves on an equal footing with each other.
Demogorgen's head, named Amur, clearly sensed something, and his eyes and tone suddenly became dangerous and deadly.
Even Zuo Si himself couldn't figure out what the specific situation was, and he still needed to make a long-term observation of the other heirs before he could draw conclusions.
As a result, the stunned kung fu situation began to run all the way in the direction of getting out of control.
So from the moment you fall into the arms of the goddess of the night, Shar, you and your Ghost City are disqualified from inheriting the name of Netheril.
Because if Brainus is a traitor, it means that all the actions of the Netherworld City are not secrets in the eyes of the other party.
He has no ability to reforge Netheril, more like an old man reminiscing about the good old days.
This kind of person also deserves to represent Netheril?
All of this boiling mud was equivalent to a part of Borim's body.
Because the head called "Amur" represents its rational side, very good at long-term calculations and plans, and very, very patient, not affected by emotions such as anger and rage.
But fortunately, as a dark god, Grea is naturally immune to level and attribute extraction, so he only lost a little bit of power.
Because they all know very well how perverted the power of the traveling mage is.
Obviously, anyone who is not blind can see that the pillar of light just now should have smashed directly on the head of the demon prince, not on Grea's head.
When the goddess finds a new favorite that is more in line with her taste, what awaits her is to be ruthlessly abandoned.
Especially next to it, there is an elusive Demogogan.
It makes perfect sense for him to make some small countermeasures, isn't it?
What's more, it should be an honor for all of you to die under this Demon Moon Blade.
And that's not all!
This is also why they know that Grea defeated and devoured the incarnation of the Prince of Lies, Shirek, and is a very dangerous god-like power, but they still dare to do something against it.
Without that spirit, then even if your plan succeeds, it's pointless.
No one knows exactly how Amur and Haisrati got along, or what kind of agreement they made in private, but it is certain that the two heads never fell off the chain at a critical moment.
Telamante stared at the "old-timer" who was much older than himself, and his eyes revealed a strong hatred.
Many of the top Arcanists designed and created magic with gods, demon lords, devil archdukes, elemental lords, and ancient evil creatures as imaginary enemies can still be used with their large teams of high-level mages.
Rumble!!!!!!!
With the roar of the viscous mud smashing on the ground, the Dark Prince fell to the ground in response, and was wrapped in black mud from head to head, and instantly fell into a state of extreme weakness.
This is another ability that the Demon Prince possesses, which is to capture the life energy from the opponent's body through the attack of the tail.
"Come on, then!"
If Ovo and Terramante go crazy, the valley will be affected.
As probably the only strongest demon lord in the entire Abyss with two heads, two personalities, and two personalities at the same time, the scariest thing about this demon prince is that you can never figure out how he will react in the next second.
As soon as he walked on his front foot, Brainus on his back foot led a group of Yin Princes and many other high-level mages such as Hajhorner to activate the super giant magic circle hidden deep underground.
Because the latter is also a brigade mage who ignited a spark no matter how it is said.
This means that the Traveling Mage can teleport thousands of times in a single day!
And it's a precise teleportation across planes, time and space, ignoring all distances and obstacles!
Not even the teleportation magic of the Forbidden Spell faction using the Circle and the Enchantment Forbidden faction had even the slightest effect on it.
It was obviously the first time that Grea had encountered such an opponent, and for a moment he didn't know how to deal with it, and several times he was almost hit by the tentacles that were able to unleash the withering power of the opponent.
It's so funny and pathetic to see how you compete to please him and crave his praise and approval. β
It was as if he had briefly become a god, emitting an arcane aura as dazzling and bright as the sun.
You haven't even built a decent magic academy! β
After all, it was made to kill spellcasters. β
More than half of the chaos and inconsistencies of the eighty-eighth layer of the bottomless abyss, the Salt Water Swamp, came from this.
After all, compared to the owner, our father is like an old antique crawling out of the grave.
After all, the Prince of Darkness, Grea, has made it clear that he will not let go of the Ghost City easily, if he doesn't do his best at this time, will he wait for death on the spot?
You must know that as the last floating city preserved from the Netherel era, although the Netherworld City was the least popular and despised at the time, the knowledge, magic, and technology it preserved were not bad.
"Be careful! It's that sword that is a powerful magical artifact! β
"Master? When did you take refuge in the Emperor of the West Coast Empire? β
No, it's neither.
The likes of Iolum, Laroch and Karthas are undoubtedly in a unique gear.
The cautious Teramante lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said to his sons: "In that case, then do as you wish."
Those who are a little more well-informed know that he has the ability to travel freely through the wider multiverse.
But Owo asked in a mocking tone, "What do you think Netherel is?"
Is it the ancient land shrouded in the Enoeok Desert?
Of course, he didn't know that sparks weren't actually inherited through blood.
Because as legendary mages with a casting level of more than LV35, they all know that normal spell casting will be almost 100% countermeasured, so they decisively skip the part of mutual temptation and go straight to the final stage.
But I want you to remember that you only get that once.
As for Terramante......
What's worse is that the Demon Moon Blade in Thundernath's hand is a deadly threat to spellcasters.
In his eyes, the reason why he lost was completely because his pig teammate Yin Soul City was too bad, and even the Yin Soul Prince in the center of power had a traitor, which would be a ghost if he could win.
Not only him, but the rest of the Yin Princes reacted similarly.
What do they think of the material plane? β
It's just that the demon prince didn't expect that this kind of power could actually be passed on to his offspring in the bloodline.
Beat...... Hit crooked?!
All the mages involved in the magical ritual had expressions of shock, absurdity, and disbelief.
It is even possible to control both arms and tails at the same time in a single attack, and play a similar "left and right fight" cooperation.
"Bastard! That's why you betrayed? Have you forgotten that you have the blood of the Tanshur family in your veins? β
Just look at the scene where Brenas is at the mercy of his own hands against other Nether Princes and many high-ranking mages.
The two floating cities collided in mid-air in an instant, and began to fight together in the sky.
I admit that Soth is indeed a difficult opponent and the most cunning devil outside of Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell.
On the other side, Grea, who came back to his senses, immediately walked straight to Demogorgan, who was restrained in place and could not move, and sarcastically said in a slightly mocking tone: "It seems that my father has won this battle again, right?" β
Because this is not the first time that the other party has come to trouble Yin Soul City.
At the moment, the West Coast Empire's magical education system is actually a filter, which will filter out all gifted young people.
If it weren't for the funding of Karthas, he might not even be able to get a floating city of his own.
However, Demogorgen, who had the upper hand for the time being, obviously had nothing to do with the Prince of Darkness.
"What do you mean?"
It is only after they are absorbed into the Arcane Secret Magic Society that they begin to embark on the path of magic.
The terrifying sound was far beyond the realm of most legendary magic.
And just like that, in anticipation, Brainers raised his arm and pointed lightly in the direction where Grea was.
This sudden scene immediately shocked everyone.
But he thinks he's perfectly fine in second gear next to him.
After all, in the cognition of the vast majority of normal intelligent beings, the existence of more than two consciousnesses and personalities in one body means that there will be many problems.
If this little guy can also ignite the spark and become a traveling mage in the near future, it means that the spark is very likely to have a close relationship with the Dark Void.
There is neither great power, nor enough ambition and courage.
The two heads are often intrigued for dominance.
After all, not only does Brenas have no enmity with Hajhorner, but the relationship between the two is very harmonious, and there is no reason to make such a move.
Demogorgen's crazy head, Hysratti, let out a reluctant roar.
In just a few seconds, the surrounding normal magic net had already begun to enter an overloaded state, and the swarming energy rushed towards Brenas, who was in charge of guiding and presiding over the ceremony.
Interestingly, Demogogan was able to turn this disadvantage to his advantage.
"Cheng ...... Did it work? β
And that's just one of Spark's most basic abilities.
It's no wonder that even gods and abyssal lords like the spider goddess Rose are reluctant to provoke Demogorgen easily.
Rocky mountains ranging tens or even hundreds of kilometers have been eroded by mud erosion, gradually forming a vast and dangerous swamp.
It could even be said that the Dark Void created the source of the power of the Brigade Mage - the spark.
Dazzling lightning, flames, and a dense stream of magical missiles lit up the black night sky.
Yada Tanshur, who had just blessed herself with Arcane Vision, shouted at the top of her voice to remind everyone.
Although it is not particularly powerful, it is extremely troublesome to combine with its ability to regenerate infinitely.
Are you kidding!
What's more, the other party also gave up Netheril's most important golden spirit and threw himself into the arms of Shar, the goddess of the night.
Ovo gave a reason unceremoniously.
In the process, all the spells that were fired at him were basically either absorbed or bounced back.
After all, thanks to the growing size of the huge cyberpunk city on the ninth floor of Batow's Hell and the increasing number of visitors and settlers it attracted, the identity of the Zuo Silu mage has long been no longer a secret.
Not only did he look scarred and tattered, but he was also imprinted with a large number of magic runes on his body, and he couldn't even stand up when he was lying on the ground.
But what he didn't expect at all was that this powerful spell only bounced back directly after Brenas flashed, and the protective spell on his body was stripped away.
"You're a traveling mage like your own father, Soth?!"
As the last word blurted out, Grea did not hesitate to pierce the other party's heart with the sword infused with the dark divine power in his hand.
From the arrogance revealed in his tone, it was not difficult to see that he did not regard the supreme city lord of Yin Soul City as a person who could be equal to him.
But before he could put it into action, the "undead" Owo, who had been waiting for a long time, also jumped out of the half-plane where he was hiding.
Grea, who lost the opportunity, was immediately forced to retreat, and could only quickly swing the sword in his hand to parry and block.
"Yes, there's no need to talk about it, no matter what, Ghost City must fall today. It is enough for this world to have a country that inherits the spiritual core of Netheril. β
What really hurts is that Borim suddenly turned into a huge wave of mud at this time and smashed his head and face.
"Damn!
These guys are just crazy!
First the Aragami Borim, followed by the demon prince Demogorgen, and now there is actually a floating city battle.
If it is in the hands of the Goddess of Magic Elect with silver fire, it can even affect the magic net within a radius of 100 meters, and realize the operation of directly "disconnecting" the enemy.
Ilminster, who had witnessed everything from beginning to end, was visibly angry, and his eyes began to shine with silver fire.
Even the newborn mages who have just ignited the spark have the ability to travel and locate themselves in the endless multiverse at will, and there are no restrictions at all, as long as there is enough energy in the mana pool to pay for it.
Even from a distance of more than ten kilometers, you can still see the gorgeous magical effects of the floating cities fighting each other, as well as the terrifying destructive power.
Teramant nodded noncommittally, then activated the teleportation spell and disappeared in place.
Because he couldn't think of his brother's motive for doing this.
For in the body of the sword, he even saw the silver fire peculiar to the Chosen of the Goddess of Magic burning.
Because he was not at all sure that he would be able to defeat this powerful demon lord 100%.
Storm Silver gently wiped the sword in his hand and asked in a tone of uncertainty, "Do you want to do it?"
You know, now is the last chance to step in.
The moment the pillar of light descended, the face of the Prince of Darkness, who had never known what he was afraid of, was very obviously moved and nervous.
After all, even a vicious paranoid wouldn't like to have anything to do with a neurotic with a severe mental classification.
With a pop, the sharp blade of the sword emerged directly through the heart and from the chest, and a large amount of blood continued to gush outward along the wound, completely staining the robe and the ground red in just a few seconds.
Agrary hurriedly nodded firmly: "Yes! What I mean by this is to show the last hole card and seal the Prince of Darkness before Grea has the ability to activate the Brigade Mage's spark. After all, haven't we been preparing for so long for this moment? β
Goodbye, dear Demon Prince, maybe the next time we meet again, you can continue to please me as you did today. β
Owo nodded thoughtlessly; "Of course!
I've been watching Soth for a long time.
As a result, this distraction was immediately seized by Demogorgan, who rushed forward with the tentacles on his arms and the hook spikes on his tail to launch a fierce attack, while also casting spells and summoning demons to draw the attention of the opponent.
I felt the familiar aura from them. β
Vatik asked in a tone of uncertainty.
Therefore, in the Faeron Continent, no spellcaster can confront the person who holds the Demon Moon Blade, which is completely a dimensionality reduction blow.
Then, in a piercing scream and wail, Demogorgan's avatar was soon consumed by the forces of darkness, transforming into an evil, massive, twisted shadow creature.
With the two Grand Arcanists of the Netherriel era officially in battle, this battle of shadows has finally reached a climax.
It didn't even take much effort for Grea to suppress it.
The Prince of Darkness, who was very sensitive to energy, obviously noticed this, and immediately subconsciously turned his head and glanced at it.
Almost none of the members of this organization believe in God, but believe in themselves more.
Countless construct-like golems and undead creatures swarmed up and fought fiercely in the places where the floating cities collided and connected.
On top of that, the dark prince Grea is also a big problem.
He doesn't care about other people's lives at all, and he's as cold as a grim reaper who is reaping life......"
(End of chapter)