490 Apostles
With the appearance of nearly a thousand figures, it was a brilliant power from the upper realm, and in the vast brilliance, dragons, angels, and elemental creatures appeared, which was only a thousand troops, but the combat power was far more than the number of people.
In order to ensure that this important matter related to the safety of the multiverse can be successfully completed, the gods of the upper realm can be said to have contributed people and money, and neutral gods such as the elemental gods have also given a lot of convenience, and Penny, who has such an army in hand, if he wants to attack a country above Faeron, it can be said that it is easy, just a few metal dragons are enough to scare away tens of thousands of troops.
This glorious army immediately made the entire mountain peak shrouded in black fog with a light like the sun.
Penny's expression was furnished, and when Hylaste showed up in the open, he knew that the battle was inevitable.
Or he had known that this meeting would turn out like this sooner or later, and the appearance of Helast was just to make the scene change faster than he had imagined.
Serra. Grofia took off her gray cloth cloak, revealing her brilliant blonde hair, and her mind stirred slightly as she calmly gazed at the shadow creatures and undead on the outskirts of the venue, as well as the deformed bodies formed by the distortion of the ancient evil spirits.
For any of the apostles in the upper realm, this was a real decisive battle. She looked down at the wizard sitting in the seat below, and her agitated mind calmed down again.
This light made all the red-robed mages present stunned for a moment.
If Hylast's threat made them feel piercing fear, but Penny's sudden 'aid' did not surprise them much, but they felt stunned and ridiculous, they looked at Penny sitting in the light of the sky, as if what they saw was not a red-robed ** master who killed people without blinking and eating people and did not spit out bones, but a cardinal archbishop of a holy church.
Could it be that only the power of the Upper Realm can save them?
They looked at each other, staring at the-for-tat halo and black mist, and a sense of absurdity kept welling up in their hearts.
They now knew that their group had become the object of contention between the Upper Realm gods and Sazastan.
This discovery made these red-robed mages feel absurd and surprised, they could never have dreamed that one day, their group of red-robed mages known for their evil and darkness would be so favored by many forces, including the gods of the upper realm.
This is really flattering to them.
"Is that an option?"
Hyraste. The black robe with an evil smile that seemed to be eternal and unchanging, stared at the golden army of the upper realm, behind him, many black mist condensed into tentacles loomed, although it was briefly shocked by the light, but this deep black mist still shrouded half of the foothills, and the momentum was not inferior at all.
This made a small number of careful red-robed mages realize that if a big war broke out, it would be difficult to determine who would win and who would lose.
"Of course, Hylast. Mr. Black Robe!" Penny's voice, which looked incomparably holy under the light, was also full of power, and this strength was especially clear in the ears of many red-robed mages: "The path you provide is destined to be betrayed by most people! Of course I want to provide them with a better choice!"
"Better, not necessarily, hahahaha!" Helast's black robe let out a maniacian laugh, "Only by trying it out will you know who is better!
He glared at all the red-robed mages with a crazy gaze that could make everyone who looked at him insane: "If you don't surrender, you will be destroyed!"
His shrill roar sent the shadows lurking in the black fog to swoop out of the haze, and the light behind Penny also reacted at the same time, and a large number of sparks burst out around the venue, like a halo blocking the black fog from rushing into the venue.
The red-robed mages in the field let out a burst of panicked screams, and finally made a relatively correct choice, and they took a step and quickly plunged into the shrouded land of light.
Penny stood up and walked to the center of the room, surrounded by several of the Apostles of the Upper Realm.
Although the red-robed people had made a basic choice, the matter was far from over, and as the black robes of Hylaste said, they could not distinguish between the superior and the inferior, and it would be difficult for them to leave this mountain at all.
Many Upper Realm armies were overwhelmed by the black mist, and in the black mist, there were constantly creepy ghost screams.
The sheer size of this dark power is far beyond Penny's imagination, he knows that there are tens of thousands of dark creatures hidden in the black fog, and they are by no means weak skeletons or zombies, the lowest grade are only the lower realm or the shadow realm of the group of high-level ghosts and ghouls, not only that, but the power of these dark creatures also hides some aura and aura that make Penny shudder slightly after perceiving it.
Obviously, they've all been dealt with in some way—from Pendrim's evil powers.
This made it even more difficult for them to deal with, especially against the main force of the Upper Realm army, the many priests and celestial beings summoned from the Upper Realm.
Their divine light was quickly desecrated in this black mist, and although the Celestial Clan generally possessed more power than the creatures of the main material realm, it was also powerless under this kind of attack.
The corpses of the Celestials who fell in the black mist took a terrifying turn - the tentacles of the black mist burrowed into the facial features of these corpses, and then they stood up, brandishing rotting weapons, and launched an attack on their former comrades.
"Come on, boy, I'll see how good you are!!
"It's a pity. Penny raised his hand, and a light spread from the center of the venue to all directions: "Mr. Black Robe, there is no battle between us here at all, since my colleagues have already made their choices, the time of this decisive battle can be postponed for a while......"
"Why?" Helast looked mockingly at the red-robed mages hiding under the protection of the light of the Upper Realm, "Anyway, they will regret it sooner or later, so it's better to let them see clearly now how to choose what is the 'right' one!"
The powerful and active source power condensed from the tips of his fingers, which made half of the mountain begin to tremble under the powerful source force fluctuation sense, but this prelude such an amazing spell could not be released before it could be released, and it dissipated with a ray of light.
The light spread from Benny's feet to the outer edge of the venue, revealing rows of magical runes that shimmered with mysterious light, and the light from these runes gradually connected and spread to the top of the mountain.
Under this light, the black mist quickly became transparent, and many evil creatures that were fighting with the army of the upper realm also seemed to suddenly become weak and weak, their movements were slow, and the spells and spiritual light released also became dull and colorless.
This is the result of Penny's research on the materials of the ancient empire, although those materials are incomplete and seriously inconsistent with today's arcane environment, Penny still has developed some things, such as some ways to weaken evil powers and identify evil powers.
Now that he was sure to face the power of the Elder Evil that Mithrila might possess, there was no reason why Penny should not make some preparations for the surname.
Of course, the venue he arranged with spells will not be as simple as a building of earth and stone, and the rune circle below contains the arcane power of restraining evil energy.
This arcane power is extremely hidden, especially for the perception of ancient evil things, if it is not activated, it is difficult to detect at all.
Helast understood for a moment, but in the next moment, he was pushed out of the venue by a powerful repulsion, and the inside and outside of the venue were also separated by a wall of light.
The small space became staggeringly large, and Penny stretched out his half-plane to merge with the venue—just as some High Mage would connect his dwelling to a half-plane to increase the space, Penny wanted to isolate the inside and outside of the room.
Next, the teleportation circle under the venue will take effect, and all the members in the entire venue will be teleported to the upper realm, where Hylast can't pursue.
Now that the red-robed mages have seen Misrila's face clearly, then Penny is one step closer on the road to gaining the approval of the red-robed mages, and there is no need to take a huge risk to fight Hylast's minions here.
Anyway, as long as Isil Aaron is found, Sazastan is doomed to defeat, and the rest of the battles are all unnecessary.
However, this simple and simple idea was not destined to be so easy to achieve, just as the large teleportation array was about to be completed, Penny's expression suddenly became solemn, and he saw that a glittering crack opened at the top of the half-plane, and Helast's wild laughter passed through the crack, and dozens of figures carrying twisted power appeared in the half-plane.
With a shattering sound, the half-plane shattered and collapsed rapidly, and the effect of the teleportation array disappeared.
This made Penny's expression even more serious.
The messengers of the upper realm clenched their weapons and stared at the dozens of figures in the sky.
These 'people' covered in a dark light and shadow couldn't even see what clothes they were wearing, and each of their faces was as pale as a dead man, staring at the crowd below with the same pupils as Hylast.
Even the dragons, whose breath became suppressed by the gaze of these people, clearly felt that these 'people' were much more terrifying than the monsters they had just slaughtered.
This is especially true of the apostles of the gods, whose fear in the face of these strange people gradually becomes irrepressible.
Apostle...... Penny tightened his eyebrows, knowing the identities of these 'people'.
Whether it was he personally contacted, or from Impnos and Elis. Kendine's narration.
An evil creature infused by the evil energy of ancient evils.
"~Boy, don't forget, I'm the one of Imasca, isn't it too whimsical for you to use their tricks against me?" said Helast, sneering at Penny with a stern expression.
"This is a real negligence, Mr. Blackrobe, and it looks like I have to deal with you. Penny narrowed his eyes.
"Deal with me, oh, I'll have to see if you and your allies can deal with these apostles of mine!"
Hyraster laughed as the two dozen or so apostles around him flew silently from the air, swooping into the crowd like lightning.
(To be continued)