The next day

The army of angels that almost poured out of the nest launched a fierce attack on the stronghold that the wizards had just built.

After leaving behind a part of the second-level angel warriors and the first-level ordinary angels, as well as the two third-level archangels to be vigilant against the martyr sects and demons on both sides, a total of five third-level archangels with more than eighty second-level angel warriors and hundreds of angels drove their light clan to start attacking the wizard fortress.

"You angels are simply crazy, and these light patrons and light monsters under your hands, do you insist on stumbling here?"

A second-level wizard wearing a black robe, who raised his hand to summon countless black shadow warriors, and was surrounded by a layer of shadows, said angrily.

He was now under siege by two Battle Angels and one Angel of Wisdom, and if it weren't for the extreme power of shadow sorcery he chose, he would have been burned to ashes by the bright flames of these angels.

Around him were countless legions of puppets, arrayed in a phalanx to fight the mad Light Beasts, Light Elemental Creatures, and Light Favorers selected from many of the faithful.

Almost everywhere, there were Light Favorers or Light Monsters who were torn to pieces, smashed by the heavy fists of the puppets, and there were also puppets under the frenzied attack who could not withstand the continuous heavy blows, and the steel bodies on their bodies were smashed to pieces.

It seems that at this moment, both the wizard's side and the angel's side have fallen into some kind of inexplicable madness, and the wizard's side has fallen into a disadvantage in numbers, and one wizard has to deal with two angels evenly.

In the second-level battles, the disadvantage of wizards is even more obvious, with an average of one wizard fighting against three angels.

Fortunately, with the elemental blessing of the war stronghold and the amplification of the four wizard towers, the wizards persevered despite being suppressed and defending almost the whole time.

"Hypocritical lackeys, accept the punishment of fire!"

His body continued to swell, more than six meters tall, and Sargeras, who was wielding a lava greatsword, vented his anger wantonly, and the surging power of lava made the angelic clans who stood in front of him scream again and again.

To Sargeras's left is his appointed deputy commander of the Burning Legion, Akmund, who has already explored the knowledge Taylor has given him a whole new path.

Now he is following a knightly path deduced by wizards that combines elemental power with physical fitness, and takes the path of strength and heavy blows.

With the light of the earth element lingering on his body, and his hair turned earth brown, he blessed the earth elemental power of the gravity system on the heavy sword he held, but all the beings who stood in front of him would be injured if they were knocked and died.

His unparalleled strength, coupled with the secondary blessing of gravity, makes him an invincible presence on this battlefield.

He and Sargeras cooperated with each other, and there was hardly any presence on the battlefield where they could stop them, and together they formed a reddish-brown spearhead that constantly penetrated the formation of the Celestial Master.

Naturally, the two of them who were so conspicuous also attracted the attention of two ordinary two-winged angels.

"Heresy, the power of light is not to be blasphemed!"

A two-winged angel raised his fists, and the glow of his fists swirled as he swooped down from the sky and punched straight into Sargeras's face.

He wanted to smash this blasphemous puppet with his iron fist, which symbolized light.

"Birdmen with wings dare to ramble here!"

Sargeras laughed wildly, he didn't pay any attention to the threat of the two-winged angel, and after he raised his giant sword to block the angel's heavy punch, he actually flashed sideways, pouring his strength into the air.

The angel punched the air, and before the old power was dispersed and the new force was born, Sargeras had already stretched out his giant hand that was dripping magma.

The wings behind the angel flapped suddenly, setting off a large air flow to try to block Sargeras's big hand, but Sargeras was unmoved, and finally held one of the angel's wings fiercely with one hand.

Zizizi............

The sound of tooth sore corrosion and scorching sounded loudly, and the angel, who had endured the sharp pain in his back, slapped Sargeras on the wrist with a whip leg, kicking Sargeras back a few steps.

The angel returned to the sky to find that the wings he had just held were now red, and the beautiful feathers were burned with only the charred roots.

The power of light spread to the charred wings, and the white feathers grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the first round of the encounter, the Angels suffered a slight loss, but not a large loss.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you, Angel Judgment."

The two-winged angel distanced himself from Sargeras, and then his back showed a bright light, and a circle of light engraved with angelic runes appeared under his feet.

Whoosh............

A huge long-handled greatsword mixed with the power of light descended from the sky and pointed directly at Sargeras.

"Roar!!"

Sargeras roared, the ground cracked, and the magma deep underground was drawn out by the power of Sargeras, turning into pillars of magma fire that reached into the sky, and met these long-handled greatswords.

Rumble!!!!

The brilliant long-handled greatsword collided with the pillar of lava fire, which symbolized destruction, and Sargeras was a puppet after all, inferior to the angel in terms of energy strength and true combat power.

The pillar of magma fire he summoned was quickly pierced by a long-handled greatsword, and a greatsword rained down from the sky and pinned him to the ground.

"Ahem, ahem, damn, worthy of a prestigious angel!"

The light power emanating from the greatsword shook the elemental body in Sargeras's body, and the puppet core that was constantly drifting away in his body was briefly disturbed, causing him to fall to his knees.

However, it is not a big problem now, Sargeras has already drawn out all the magma below, and his strength will be increased to a certain extent by bathing in magma, and the earth element and fire element bonuses diffused by the war base not far from him will still work for him.

"Sargeras!"

Seeing that Sargeras had been pinned to the ground by an angel's sword in the second turn, Akmund subconsciously shouted, while his opponent, another two-winged angel warrior with a thin sword, saw the opportunity, and the sharp light sword qi forced Akmund to retreat again and again.

"Damn!"

Akmund, who had been impaled through his shoulder and thigh with a rapian, was aggrieved.

The opponent's pursuit of speed and extreme attack made him feel helpless, and the heavy sword in his hand couldn't keep up with the opponent's rhythm at all.

"The existence of blasphemy in the belief in light does not deserve to remain in this world!"

Looking at Akmund, who was about to be broken through at any time under his continuous attacks, the two-winged angel holding a thin sword had a smug smile on his face.

This is what happens when you go against the Great Light!

This time, the two-winged angel aimed at Akmund's head, and he was ready to find a flaw in the next episode and kill his opponent directly.

With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the rapier was pointed at Akmund's head, and he immediately spread his wings and swooped down, turning into a humanoid tornado that stabbed around Akmund in a continuous stream of stabs.

Akmund was forced to raise his heavy sword, always on the lookout for the next impending stab, but the attack continued, and Akmund felt as if he was in a torrential rain.

When Akmund's heavy sword blocked an attack, his back was exposed, a huge flaw, and the two-winged angel's eyes flashed with excitement, and he immediately mustered all the strength of his body to penetrate his thin sword, turning into a streamer of light and heading straight for Akmund's neck.

As he was about to pierce Akmund's neck with a sword, a transparent spatial crack suddenly opened.

What?!!!

The angel's pupils constricted, and before he could withdraw his hand, he was swallowed up by the spatial crack, and there was no sound.

"What are you doing so fast?"

Taylor, who was still in the mirror space, teasing the five second-level angels with a combination of spatial turbulence, spatial shock, visual hallucinations, and spatial reversal, withdrew one of his fingers.

(End of chapter)