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He wasn't worried about this attack, because the power of Tyr's avatar was far inferior to him, and he could compete with it with only half his strength!

However, there are other beings that affect him

Theonlia, Edas, Norbarn, Elistria, and Bellena...... Even Queen Rose was not an enemy for the Lord of Dawn to worry about, although they claimed to be gods, their actual strength was only comparable to that of the most powerful mortals, at most several times stronger - there was no doubt that even Queen Rose, in her current form of possession of the elect, her power was nothing more than a demigod, at most a lower god! Such a thing, Lansendel didn't even need a clone to fight, as long as they dared to approach, they would immediately become his bait.

But with the addition of a tyre, a qiē doesn't seem to be quite the same.

It's like a person can completely ignore the attack of a few sparrows, but if you want to face a bear and are blocked by sparrows, it is a fatal situation in minutes! Not to mention, there is a skilled killer with a sharp blade, still hiding in an unknown place?

The power of that enemy is the one that needs to be guarded against the most...... The attack that was enough to shake the plane, and the power to connect with Asmodeus. Even if that attack might have been carried out with all his might, what about the Lord of the Nine Prisons? Is there a clause in the contract he defined with the Lord of the Nine Prisons to help him? You know, it is to help Asmodeirs and his army return to Heavenly Mountain! For this long-cherished wish, the Lord of the Nine Prisons is willing to pay any price!

If it is combined with the god rule that he can move the space at will. It's really not just too simple to want to kill yourself.

The warhammer tilted slightly, and with a soft 'buzz' sound, it drew Tyr's longsword to the side. Lansendel's elbow slammed back, and a tremendous force immediately shook the air, pushing the guardian god away!

He did not have time to think about the actions of the other side.

As the sun set, a lightning bolt snaked in the blood-colored sky. The clouds, which were not heavy, suddenly boiled like porridge!

No, it's not the rolling of that thin cloud, it's a space that's shaking...... Below the clouds, a blue-white luster suddenly burst out in a certain area, like a falling rock hitting the water and creating a round ripple in the air. The enormous and calm light instantly spread out several miles in diameter!

At that moment, even the three gods who were fighting had to pause their movements for a moment and turn their heads in that direction.

Their eyes reflected the distortion of the space, and the dimensional tremor had now spread in all directions like a surge—although it was far inferior in terms of energy scale to the spatial gate that had just disappeared into the space, connecting the nine layers of hell and the temple of the three gods. But the gap in the space that covered half of the sky, or the gods also felt the shock of their hearts.

The plane of the space shimmered with colorful flickers, like a calm lake, but immediately there were waves—pure black smooth obsidian pierced the shimmering plane, slowly poking out and growing. The surface of the creation that depicts the lines of magic.

It was a huge ship made of heavy horn pyramids, like the tip of a sharp arrow. But a flat ravine was cut in the middle, and a faint electric light flickered in it—the shape of the ship, which only existed in the fantasy of another world, was roughly similar to the executor-class starship, simple but full of power, the halo of electric energy flickered and disappeared in the subtle texture of the armor, as if a vortex of energy was born in it, and in the next moment it would break through the outer wall and break out of the cocoon.

The Remnant of the Catastrophe, that's its name...... It means to destroy the world after Miè, but it is also the reason why the world is ruined.

After the battle with the Tower of Thunder, this unique floating battleship in this plane has undergone a new round of improvements, the original slender hull has increased by nearly one-third of the length, and nearly half of the width, and now, it is a behemoth nearly five miles long, and transplanting part of the centuries-old tower has brought more than just an increase in the size of the giant ship- In the vision of magic, it was like a conglomeration of dozens of bright suns, from the tip of the angle of attack to the wing of the tail rudder, it was filled with an indescribably huge amount of energy.

It is a power that even the gods cannot ignore.

The nine gods in the arena all narrowed their eyes at this moment, but their eyes never took a moment away from the giant ship that leaped out......

For thousands of years since the fall of the ancient magic kingdom, the sky has once again become a forbidden area for humans, and although spellcasters still use soaring into the sky as their proud capital, there are not many mortal creations that can soar in the sky.

Until this moment.

At this moment, the black figure who had been standing on the ship at some point just lowered his head slightly.

The distance of several miles seemed to be empty at this moment, and the silver eyes hidden in the shadow of the hood reflected the vision of the nine gods, indifferent, sharp, like an incoherent sword blade piercing a qiē, making these supreme beings as solid as a mountain, and they couldn't help but feel throbbing and trembling.

It's just a figure, but it seems to envelop all the space behind it. It was a wonderful majesty, a fluctuation, a pressure exposed in the air......

So in this moment of stagnation, under his feet, the smooth and slender giant ship has been completely outlined by the transmitted waves, and the waves have disappeared, leaving it to be quietly suspended in the sky.

The hull of the giant ship had already crossed, and the humming and trembling of the operation of the magic power mechanism shook the air, and it was already roaring like thunder! Before this sound, more than a hundred ring-shaped magic circle umbras on the side of the ship flashed at the same time, and the fierce turquoise light enveloped the entire giant ship, even rendering the heavens and the earth into a vast light and shadow, and even before all the gods could react. Those hundreds of greens have crossed a distance of nearly 10,000 feet, and finally converged into ruined energy at one node!

The crunch of a click is sharp and piercing. Join with the roar, and then, a bright halo of scorching brilliance bursts in the air!

The light only lasted for an incalculable brief moment, but then, the fragments of countless scattered divine power shields burned brightly, entangled with the heavy blue energy, scattered like huge fireworks, and then fell from the sky like falling stars! And on the other side of this halo, Ransendel's figure has already drawn a trail of light in the sky!

This retreat is miles away!

A huge threat.

The body of the Lord of Dawn reappeared from the light, but on the sculptural indifferent face, there was already a deep frown.

Floating City.

It was the creation of the power that could be reached by all things, the so-called pinnacle - it was these creations in those distant times. Turning the ancient arcanists into beings who were almost like gods, or even above the lower gods. Although they are still not free from the roughness and fragility of mortal things, their strength is unquestionable.

The energy of the Floating City comes from its energy core, which is a dead thing. One channel. But it also means that there is an endless stream of power drawn from the magic web, which is impossible for the incarnation of the gods to do - even if Ransendel, who is physically present on the main material plane, can draw power from the original faith, as a being with only a simple essence, he also needs to be bound by the laws of the main material plane, and the gains outweigh the losses.

And it's just the first round of fighting. The Lord of Dawn, who was caught off guard, had already lost one-twentieth of his total energy. Or more!

How did this not frighten Him?

But even so, He did not back down.

Even if it is too late to regret it...... But as long as it is life, no existence will be willing to choose to sit back, not to mention the god of the dawn, it is not without a chance at this moment - the floating city, this kind of giant magic props are indeed the crystallization of human wisdom, but so what? mortal things are mortal things, and dead things are always dead things, limited power, limited effect, in front of the true god, it is just a pile of stones soaked in magical energy!

Just in thought, Lansendel has fought back!

More than a hundred golden rays of light swept away, extending from the flames of light that burned around the god's body. The exploding golden threads drew a brilliant arc in the air, like flowers blooming, cutting towards the behemoth ship from all angles!

"Not good!" At that moment, Tyr and Heim exclaimed at the same time.

The power of that floating battleship was so powerful that even the gods were amazed, and in the eyes of the two gods on the righteous side, it was undoubtedly the only hope for their side to turn the tide of the battle - the avatar of Lansender possessed divine power far from what they are now, even if all the gods around him fought together at this moment, the situation was still more win-win and more loss-making.

But mortal things, after all, are mortal things.

In this moment of attack, the Lord of Dawn burst out with energy that was almost the incarnation of a god! The countless golden rays of light seemed to have a radius of only one foot each, but it was just a compression of energy, and it was even more powerful, as long as it was hit a few times, the protection of the Floating City could be directly pierced!

In the exclamation, Heim's reaction was quicker...... The great sword was raised, and more than a dozen shields of light were born in response to the gods! In an instant, they were already blocked in the orbit of some of the rays!

The translucent energy unmistakably blocked the slightly dull light from the bending, but with a thud, as if a hot knife had sliced into the butter, the golden flame slicing diagonally through the shield of light. In an instant, the law that constructed the divine power collapsed, and the more than ten shields were scattered one after another, bursting into a day's fire!

The golden flame continued forward, as if unhindered, and the blade of the spear pointed at the obsidian hull of the ship......

But only if they can touch the physical parts of the ship.

The figure standing still on the battleship was rising, floating in the direction of the bridge, but at the same time he also reached out his hand, letting the two sheens of silver and black shimmer at his fingertips, and the large space was torn apart and moved...... More than a dozen planes flickering like water waves took shape in the air, and the golden light and shadow flickered, and they were completely engulfed by the gap in that space!

It was such a magnificent and magnificent scene.

The golden brilliance was like a thousand arrows, illuminating the huge battleship that shimmered with black light. With the blue and white light and fire inside it, every outline of the armor was constructed in an instant...... They are destined to devour each other and cancel each other out. It also brings the power to destroy miè - enough to reduce the human creation to shattered pieces, so that this priceless treasure of magic will be obliterated by the dust of history again.

But just before the golden explosion, gaps in space emerged from the sky, connecting into arc-shaped walls, blocking each golden arrow of light, completely devouring it, leaving no trace, like a gluttonous beast. Squandering it like a feast of light.

Time on the battlefield seemed to have stopped in that moment......

"This thing, it's really good...... It's almost on par with the Magic Empire's Floating City. If you add the power of that imp......"

The purple eyes reflected the light that pierced the sky but disappeared into the darkness, and the spider god let out a chuckle, but the voice or the charm was moving, but there was no joy in her countenance—the fall of the ancient magic kingdom was a natural disaster in legend. But the gods knew why, and it was just an operation to destroy the humans and the Grand Arcanists who posed a threat to them. No person in a position of authority would allow his absolute authority to be challenged from below, and it would be wise to strangle the threat while it was still in its infancy.

Today, however, another threat is growing...... Such a weapon. But it has fallen into the hands of an ancient evil creature, what kind of threat can it pose? Does it take the gods to unite all their forces once again as before, before they can strangle it again?

No, or that kind of result. It's already destined not to be born again, right?

Before all the forces were united, were the gods already torn apart in that human plan? Can't even muster the power to really compete with it?

"No ......"

The magnificence of the golden light in the sky made Tyr and Heim froze for a moment, their gaze resting on the darkness that swallowed the light, but they only felt as if their train of thought had been interrupted by something.

That's the god of space.

The power of God, the power of God. But most importantly...... That is the law of power that connects the nine layers of hell and the temple of the three gods, and constructs the spatial passage! And that power comes from that human being&...... What does that mean?

It means that the human is really the so-called ancient evil thing that the Lord of Dawn said, which means that they have made an error in judgment...... Does it mean that they are aiding and abetting abuse from beginning to end?

It's simply ...... Incredible, and unforgivable!

"Lansendel, you ......"

The avatar of Tyr spoke hurriedly, and then noticed the white-gold shadow that had come to him at some point, and the messy thought made the god of justice a little confused, not knowing whether to raise his long sword......

However, this moment of hesitation is deadly enough!

Those forces that represent dissipation come from behind...... The silver light was like a sword, and in an instant, the divine power protection behind Tyr was shattered into pieces! And the next moment, the 'Lansendel' in front of him was also disintegrating! A silver flower seemed to bloom in the space! Countless mutated divine powers fell into the form of the god incarnation! The divine power suddenly began to mutate terrifyingly, and the silver streamers scattered and spread, differentiated, and the body of Tyr who was shrouded by them was covered by silver light in an instant, and then, countless silver lights closed on the body of the divine power incarnation, intertwined into fine lines! Transform into a silver layer of light!

Once this erosion begins, it will not end!

Ransendel's laughter was escaping through the void, and he laughed wildly, feasting on the divine power of the god of justice!

But such resistance is already faint in a few breaths......

In that short period of time......

The space seemed to converge in a vortex in one direction, and in the center of the vortex, a layer of black mist-like luster flashed - there was a loud 'boom', and a jet-black pillar of light had already erupted from the ship of the Remnant Sun of the Catastrophe. It was as if a pitch-black sword stabbed straight into the wriggling silver!

"It's up to you......

Edward retracted the smile on his face, he reached out and pulled up his hood, and the silver staff was already floating in front of him...... As his long, pale fingers touched the shaft of the staff, the air around him suddenly became more and more intense like a storm! A small piece of space above the pale five fingers had been twisted, torn, and collapsed in the light! The five fingers immediately clenched, holding the frenzied spatial crack in their hands.

Then tiny cracks flowed out of his hands, surrounding him as if they had formed entities, floating in the air, circling around the warlock. Eventually, as his outstretched staff swung from left to right, a hazy light cast around the huge pillar of bones, and the air slowly fluctuated, as if refracted by a layer of subtle mist, dyed a refreshing pale blue, like sparkling water...... It seems that all the qiē in the range of the Ze are as dissociated as a dream, and they are not real.