The angel's declaration of arrogance and self-righteousness finally provoked the hostility of both the Afflicted Sect and the demons, including the wizards, who now felt very uncomfortable looking at these winged birdmen, but did not act much due to the distance factor.

However, there is not much action, but it does not mean that it is completely left alone, and the three war floating cities of wizards have sent a number of puppets and specialty wizards who are skilled in detectives and concealing their own traces to form several teams to insert into the mountains and forests to find out the news between the angels, demons and martyred sects.

According to the super-large scanning sorcery of the War Floating City, a huge number of demons can be roughly arranged, and several branches are divided towards the emerald green pyramid where the angels are, and the Afflicted Sect is even more crazy, they almost take out 2/3 of their strength, like a group of crazy people, rushing towards the direction of the angels.

"It seems that it is a fundamental conflict of beliefs and ideas, and this conflict is the most fatal, especially the transcendent creatures under the belief system, for such opponents, they have always taken the method of killing them all and crushing their bones and scattering ashes."

The blush-bearded Wizard Benck clasped his hands around his crimson eyes and stared at the emerald green light that loomed in the distance.

Almost all wizards have collected a large number of samples of victims, sects, and victims who can be called killers, pure-blood victims, mutant victims, and children of help.

In the end, after the analysis of the wizards, they found that the sons of the recipients were fanatical believers in the Lord of Suffering, while the direct victim sects such as the Victims and the Mutant Victims had no autonomous consciousness of the killing weapons, and were completely branched out with the consciousness of the Lord of Suffering.

It can be said that the whole sect is supported by the fanatical beliefs of ordinary sons of help, but now that the arrival of the angels has undoubtedly touched the basic plate of the Afflicted Sect, it is destroying their foundations, no wonder these half-human and half-worm madmen are so irritable.

They really deserve a bunch of arrogant birdmen.

Seeing that the angels were about to face a two-front battle, and they were all the kind that never died, Wizard Benck was in a good mood and grinned and almost laughed.

"They just deserve it, the more chaotic the fight between them, the more crazy it becomes, and after they finally lose their minds, it is we who benefit."

Wizard Torris, stroking his gray beard, walked up from the console below with Taylor.

Torris's withered veteran gestured casually in the air, and then a curtain of light appeared in mid-air, reflecting the dark green bug head representing the Cult of the Victims and the black projection symbolizing the demon as they eroded and dyed together with the four emerald green pyramids of angels.

"They moved faster than we thought, although they could only see the approximation, and it was enough to know the fierceness of the battle."

The dark green of the Affliction sect and the bright yellow of the angels entangled with each other on the west side of the four emerald green pyramids, and the occasional glimmer of bright golden light pierced into the dark green, but in the blink of an eye, it was swallowed up.

The black phantom, which symbolizes the demon, is surging in the dark like a dark wave, tearing at the territory currently occupied by the angel with an extremely rapid attitude, like a tiger beast with a wide open mouth, and they quickly approach an emerald green pyramid arranged by the angel in the east, as if they want to pull out one of the four nails that the angel has planted in this side first.

Such an obvious and direct strategic intention naturally could not escape the eyes of the angels, and soon an angel with powerful fluctuations like a bright star led the vassal race of angels, and together with the angelic warriors, began to contain the demonic attack, and tried to expel them back again, launching a counterattack.

These are the basic battlefield information fed back by the three strategic floating cities for the super-large detection array deployed in the entire plane, and the number of people and other aspects are not too much displayed, only a powerful existence such as a third-level lifeform, releasing its own breath or the energy fluctuations budgeted during the battle will be captured by the detection array, and then displayed on the projection map.

It's really hard to solve, and it seems that the giant phantom at the beginning of the angel has annoyed the other two madmen.

Standing behind Torris, Taylor was currently Torris's deputy, and he couldn't speak on such an occasion, just silently watching the dark green and black projections launch a frantic attack towards the bright yellow projections.

The last one to be suppressed was these wizards, but in a blink of an eye, more crazy suppression befell the angels, and soon the wizards will also intervene in this war and dig out a piece of flesh from the angel's body.

Torris glanced back at young Taylor, and seeing that Taylor's eyes had been locked on the ever-changing projection map, he suddenly felt that it was time to give the young man a more dangerous, more opportunity, and more challenging task.

"Taylor."

Wizard Torres called softly, and Taylor came to his senses and hurried to look at Wizard Torris.

"Wizard Torris, I'm here."

"Hmm."

Torris nodded, then raised his withered fingers to draw a circle at the tripartite intersection of the Demons, the Cult of the Sufferers, and the Angels, and where it was easiest to infiltrate and conduct intelligence reconnaissance.

A fanatical sect like the Cult of the Sufferers is too straightforward to identify each other, but it is extremely effective, and the faith and the blood of the Victims in their bodies are the best way for them to identify themselves.

The way to identify demons is to rely on the abyssal breath, no matter what kind of creature the abyssal breath touches, it will cause pollution to the soul and body, but for the demons, the abyssal breath is their medicine, more like a part of their body.

Therefore, in view of the special existence of the Afflicted Sect and the demons and their internal identification system, Torris finally decided to fight at the intersection of the three battlefields, and the intelligence investigators and vanguard teams of the dispatch department are always ready to harvest the greatest fruits.

Do you want me to lead a vanguard or a reconnaissance team there to find out information? Looking for a moment?

Taylor looked at the circle drawn by the wizard of Torris, and vaguely guessed the old wizard's thoughts.

Wizard Torres nodded at the circle, looked at Taylor and said in a deep voice.

"As my deputy, you have seen a lot, seen a lot, and understood a lot over the past few days, and in the next few days, you will put into practice what I gave you, and this is where you will lurk next."

"I will give you a disposable spatial portal, this kind of spatial portal is enough to support a large area of military teleportation, as soon as you activate it we will appear in front of you immediately."

"So your main task is to lurk and keep an eye on the direction of the war while ensuring your own safety as much as possible, once you find that the angels are in decline, or when the angels are strong enough to suppress the demons and the victims of the worms, take advantage of their inattention, activate the spatial portal, and we will immediately press the army."

Wizard Benke, who was on the side, also stepped forward and took out a round badge that radiated terrifying heat and was as bright as a small sun.

"There's the power of my own law in it, and I'll throw it out when I'm in danger, and I've long stored witchcraft in it, enough to repel angels and demons."

It's not that they have to let Taylor go, but Taylor is the top handful of second-level wizards, because they also have the bonus of bloodline wizards, and the third-level creatures are comparable to the god level, and the sense between the same level will be extremely keen, no matter how they hide, the power of the law that faintly emanates will still expose them.

Seeing that the two third-level wizards had already arranged the task and were equipped with props responsible for ensuring safety, Taylor had no choice but to agree when he saw this situation.

"Don't worry, two adults, I will complete the task."

(End of chapter)