The methodological bomb that had been lurking in the outer layer of the Hylast methodology for a long time finally had a reaction.

This just verifies Penny's guess and judgment.

"Now, listen to me—" He turned to the surrounding Upper Realm spellcasters, his gaze falling back to the group of red-robed mages who had been looking bewildered in the battle.

He whispered a spell that he hadn't used in a long time, and the tattoo above his head shone like flames: "Now guide the circle with me as the center, if you want to win or survive......"

Those terrifying gazes shocked all the red-robed mages, and no matter what they thought of the young man, they all did what Penny wanted at this moment—the red-robed mages at the lower level transmitted the source power to the high-level red-robed through the ring, and then the high-level red-robed robe passed on to Penny as the center of the ring.

Whether it is reason or intuition, it tells them that only in this way can they usher in a glimmer of life in a desperate situation.

The wizard pulled out a demonized birch staff, and the powerful source power focused on the magic tattoo above his head, turning the color of the pattern into a fiery purple red, and the flame-like light was like a long flowing purple hair. Guided by the wizard's spell, the complex magic patterns continued to pour into the staff that floated vertically in the air, and the power of the entire circle concentrated towards it, and gradually, the ball of light surrounding Helast turned like a protective shield to envelop Penny and his allies, and became stronger.

The power of the evil creatures in the light mask quickly weakened, and the two sides reached a stalemate.

"Are you dying?" said Hyraster taunting Penny in the center of the reticle.

"Dying, how do I feel you're saying the opposite, Mr. Blackrobe?" Penny replied in the same tone, "You're the one who is dying......"

His retort caused Hylaste to let out a series of maniacal laughs, as if to mock the powerlessness of the counterattack: "I, dying and struggling, are you blind, boy, how long can your miserable broken shroud last? I don't believe that your mana will be infinite! What if those poor red-robed mages help you? My power is endless!"

"Pendrim's power is indeed endless, but yours are running out, Mr. Blackrobe. Penny sighed: "It's very draining to control such a powerful destructive force, I already feel it, you can't last long......"

There was a brief silence in his reply, as if a reaction of some kind of acknowledgment boosted the morale of the coalition forces, who had been demoralized by the reversal of the war.

They were greatly encouraged by the sudden turn of the war, which had been hopeless and merely a dying struggle.

"You!" Helast, who had been punctured by the flaw, was silent for a moment before he thought of retorting, but by this time he already knew that the rebuttal was futile, and although he had been silent for a short time, he had undoubtedly shown his approval.

The evil power of the ancient evil creature was not something that could be controlled at will, even if he had been corrupted, not to mention that what he controlled was the corpse of Penderim, and if he was not careful, he would be cleanly and completely devoured by this power.

In other words, while he had the upper hand just now and looked like he could win at any moment, in essence, he and Penny were still in a stalemate, and whoever could hold out until the other side couldn't hold it would win.

It's just that Helast doesn't think he will lose, because he still has a last resort, he doesn't believe that there is any power that can block the completely released Pendrim's evil energy, which makes him feel that the victory is still in his hands: "Oh~ It seems that you have found out, so well, I can only use the most straightforward way to turn you and your group of allies into nothingness, although I don't really like to fully activate its power, you know how dangerous it is...... But now it seems that keeping you alive is more dangerous than that...... But I'll remember, boy, that you're one of the best things I've ever created in my life......"

The pure destructive power turned most of the sky above the Moon Sea region into a transparent void, but in the eyes of those who possessed power, this void was filled with chaotic power, as if it could destroy everything at any time.

In the battlefield, Serra raised her head, wiped the blood and sweat on her forehead with her hand armor, and looked at the black robe of Helast that had merged with chaos in the sky with her big eyes, and her lips disappeared from blood.

Although she didn't know much about arcane and ancient evils, she knew that this was the greatest power that Helast wanted to use to bring about a complete end to all matter and spirit in this area.

It would be a terrible disaster, and she looked back at Penny in the center of the mask, the wizard who had been confronting Helast, only to find that he still had a confident smile on his face, which made her feel calm, and she continued to turn her head to join the fight against the evil monsters.

"I'm glad you admit it, but you don't feel anything, Mr. Blackrobe...... Is there something wrong?"

"Something is wrong?" Catching a trace of weirdness from Penny's words, Helast felt a little uneasy, and the destructive power that was about to be launched became a little sluggish, at this moment, he felt a confusion in his thinking, and this chaotic feeling suddenly shocked him, and when he wanted to think deeply, he felt that his thinking became more and more chaotic, and gradually became that no matter what rational thoughts were born, they were stirred into a pile of chaos by a strange thinking force at the moment of birth, and his head hurt sharply.

The pain that made him convulse all over his body made him let out a piercing scream.

With this scream, the chaotic forces of Skyrim became even more violent, as if they could erupt at any moment.

Penny lifted the staff that had accumulated its strength, and the barrier protecting the coalition disappeared, allowing the space filled with evil energy to come into direct contact with many warriors from the upper and lower realms and the messengers of the gods, and a sense of suffocation made them fall silent, and in the whole space, only the scream of Helast's piercing eardrums could be heard.

A ray of light was released from the tip of the staff, this light was thin and bright, with a seemingly unstoppable power, this powerful power that repelled Pendrast's evil energy was condensed into this light, and collided with the body of Pendrum carried by Hylaster in the air, and a void sky turned into chaos under the rendering of the erupted sparks, and the huge power pierced through the space, pushing the powerless Helest out of the main material realm.

The sky turned back to its normal blue, and a gust of mountain wind blew, and Penny's staff turned into scattered dust and dust.

With the loss of Helast, the Demonic Deformity seemed to be drained of its strength and quickly collapsed under the morale-boosting Upper and Lower Realm Coalition forces, and Grazt's Devilish Legion rampaged across the battlefield, smiling and harvesting every enemy who was still alive.

The pale-faced Misrela used teleportation to escape.

The wizard took out a handkerchief, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and turned around, and the remaining hundred or so red robes were pale and lowered their heads in the face of his gaze.

"Guys, you've made your choice, haven't you?"

He was answered by silence.

Faced with such a reaction, the wizard shook his head: "I can imagine your thoughts, to be honest, I also had the idea of cowardly retreating after knowing Lord Sazastan's plan, this is normal, after all, everyone wants to live...... But don't you feel sorry for it? So many things in this world that are important to us, many things that we once valued, have just disappeared because of our avoidance, and I wonder if such regrets will make all of us remember the time of our lives. Facing a new and unfamiliar world, I wonder if you can adapt well?"

“...... Though...... Uh, I know such persuasion sounds a little pale, especially for us mages...... However, if you want to fight against Sazastan or the ancient evil, you don't really need to do much, just study a spell, if you get to the point where you can't do anything, it's not too late to go......" Penny spread his hands: "I think it's a very unwise choice to run away without doing anything, they are not invincible, we have already defeated them once, haven't we?"

The armies of the upper and lower realms that had defeated the army of evil creatures gradually gathered around him, and the silence of the red-robed mages lasted for a long time, and Penny did not force them to make a choice, but just waited for the red-robed mages to make their own choice.

Perhaps they still have doubts in their hearts, but after this battle, someone will inevitably make a choice.

The silence and wait ended after a moment, and Lulan Bouvard and his apprentice stepped forward first, bowing their bows, and after a brief hesitation, the lich mage Cohen Fils followed, one by one the red-robed ** masters sighed and paid homage to Penny.

The legendary creatures from the Upper Realm who had great destructive power over the main material realm returned to the Upper Realm at the end of the battle, and the messengers of the Church of Good Gods and the Devil Legion from the Nether Realm stood here to witness the official birth of the second ruling chief in the history of the Red Robe Mage Guild.

Penny was also full of emotion in his heart, just four years ago, he never dreamed that one day he would come this far and sit in this position.

Memories of the past kept coming back to him, and he sighed at the wonder of fate, but he also knew that he had to go on.

"The Red Robe Mage Guild needs to continue to exist. In the silence, the lich Cohen Fils suddenly sighed: "Now it seems that only you can do this, and our strength is far from enough. ”

The dullness on the faces of the surviving red-robed ** masters seemed to express their agreement, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

A smile appeared on the wizard's face, "Thank you for your trust." ”

"Let's get out of here first. Lulan Bouvre commanded his apprentices to set up the teleportation circle: "The main material realm is no longer safe. ”

Penny nodded and gave him a coordinate, so the red-robed mages were busy arranging the magic, when Grazter came up, holding a hideous human head in his hand, and showed off to Penny with a smile: "Look, dear, I helped you kill him, this damn idiot, how dare you plot against you~Hmm~ I've done so much, shouldn't you say something?"

He looked forward to it with a smile on his face, Penny whispered a spell to terminate the effect of summoning the scepter, and Grazt suddenly felt an irresistible dimensional repulsion pushing him out of the main material realm, and at the moment when he was about to completely disengage, he looked at Penny with extremely angry eyes: "Honey~ Why! Why are you doing this?!"

Hearing this angry questioning, Penny felt a little uneasy for a moment—although the reason was unacceptable to him, the dark prince had never harmed him, and had helped him at least twice, and for that alone he should not have been so rude.

"Oh~ Mr. Grazt, I'm so sorry, I really don't like you, to be exact, I ...... Uh~ I don't like men. He thought it necessary to give a full explanation, which might make the prince feel better.

And that's true, at least it seems:

"Ah~ It's okay!" Grazt laughed: "Honey, it seems that I scared you this time, don't worry, I know, I will surprise you next time~"

And next time?

Penny watched Grazt's figure disappear through the dimensional passage, and looked up at the sky with some speechlessness.

(To be continued)