"ah……"

The high-level wizard, who was suddenly attacked and seemed extremely furious, finally endured the stinging pain in his mind, shouted a strange tone that no one could understand, and then the fire element outside his body quickly vibrated.

It took almost one second for the high-level wizard to complete the counterattack, and a red fire lava ball the size of a human head was gradually emerging in the air.

Semuer's sleeves shook, and the vampire bat transformed by the Blood Mage had transformed into shape, with a sharp and plush mouth wide open, and a strange sound wave that shocked people's hearts bombarded the high-level wizard.

Although "Smashing Sound Wave" is not a very high-level spell, it is more than enough to interrupt the opponent's spell casting, and it also cut off most of the fire element protection outside the opponent's body.

This is also related to the fact that most wizards in the wizard world prefer to cast spells directly by elemental manipulation. Once the caster briefly loses control of elements for some reason, these elemental protections are easily countered by the enemy against the flaws. Otherwise, how could a 6th-level wizard's protective protection be destroyed so easily?

This high-level wizard was obviously a guy who was affinity with fire elemental particles. He was good at attacking but weaker than defense. At this moment, he had no chance to plan a counterattack at all, so he fell into the final kill of the blood mage Horus. As a last resort, the lava ball that had not been completed suddenly exploded into a hot stream of particles under the control of the high-level wizard, sweeping out frantically in all directions, baking and igniting all the objects they touched.

It was just a rainy and icy night, but in a blink of an eye it became a burning pot of flames that made people sweat. A wave of heat suddenly emerged from the dim forest, almost instantly making the wet ground mist curl.

The sudden burst of fire waves completely illuminated the world. Even if you are seven or eight miles away, you can sense the explosion and ferocity of the scene from afar.

The two third-level wizards in the center of the flame furnace had no room for resistance, and were directly burned into coke by the sky fire. Relying on the numerous resistance blessings on their bodies, the blood mage Horus forcibly penetrated the death blow driven by the high-level wizard with his vitality, and his anxious claws pierced the opponent's heart.

Horus, who was almost burnt, pounced on the other party. Before his life finally dissipated, his sharp dog teeth nipped through the carotid artery and sucked blood with strong elemental aura crazily. Only 5 bent fingers, the blood energy he sucked had already made up for the physical energy consumed during the fight just now, and quickly repaired the damage to his body.

As the scorched skin fell, fresh flesh and blood grew again on the burned parts of his body, allowing him to return to the best state of fighting. The blood energy he sucked still existed in his body in the form of blood crystals as the energy support for his subsequent battle.

Horus was already in the siege of the enemy and did not dare to stay too much. He barely took a few more puffs, so he could only throw the opponent away with regret and escape into the rainy night before the nearby wizard entangled him.

A moment later, the great wizard of Sarus led a group of people to the scene.

The residual heat was not over, and the steaming water vapor kept making noises when encountering the cold rain at high altitude. The entire scene looked illusory and hazy under the air waves of heat and heat. Looking at the messy battlefield, Sarus's face seemed to be cloudy and unstable.

Although he was mentally prepared for the invader's difficulty, he still felt a sense of heat surging in his heart when he saw a level 6 wizard being attacked and killed by the other party in less than half a minute.

Jianyi, who had been trained through many bloody killings, smiled with a hideous smile on his face and casually explained to his trusted wizard who was accompanying him. When his body shook, the great wizard Saruman had already soared and turned into a ball of white smoke and followed the blood that had not yet dissipated.

A moment later, a terrifying shock suddenly broke out in the depths of the jungle. The pillars of fire soared into the sky and the hot and scorching waves illuminated half of the sky and completely awakened the entire jungle.

How terrible is a great wizard who is angry, Horus feels this in his own body.

Having just repaired his entire body, before he could escape from the 5-mile land, he was chased by the angry great wizard of Saruman. Horus tried hard to flap his flesh wings, and his body was as fast as a ghost, penetrated left and right in the dark rain forest, trying hard to avoid the attack of the smoke ball.

The winding lightning in the sky slashed through the night sky and briefly illuminated the battlefield.

In the dark jungle that was suddenly pale, giant bats and smoke balls chased and fled one after another, rushing like lightning in the shrubs and trees. White spears kept shooting out of the smoke balls. After being avoided by the giant bat, no matter where they were shot, there was a shocking roar.

Horus is almost going crazy.

The opponent's attack was too sharp. With his current body, as long as he was shot once by a spear, he would end up being crushed to pieces. Therefore, at this time, he could only use all his abilities, use his strength to flap his wings and run forward. In a panic, his furry rat face was wet with the rain, his small mouth was wide open, and his bright red tongue was spitting outside, looking like he was at a dead end.

Just as his physical strength was about to be exhausted, a narrow and hidden canyon suddenly appeared in front of him. The steep and rugged cliff stood tall, and a long and narrow crack that was only 3 meters wide appeared on the rock body. It was dark and deep inside, and I don’t know where to go. If it weren’t for the bat’s nature of being good at detecting and positioning, I would probably be able to ignore this crack in such a bad rainy night jungle.

Without even thinking about so much, Horus spread his wings and his body was like a sharp arrow from the string, crossing the last distance and suddenly sank into it.

There was a faint unspeakable evil aura in the canyon. While trying hard to walk sideways, Horus turned around and looked back, he was surprised to find that the great wizard did not catch up with him.

"Get rid of each other?" With inexplicable joy, Horus glided quietly in the canyon.

But then he realized that there was something wrong with it.

The other party was so angry that he didn't look like he was fake. How could he give up his pursuit so easily? But now the other party has not caught up with him, either because he doesn't want to chase him, or he just dares not chase him.

When Horus thought of not daring to pursue such a possibility, his heart suddenly jumped, his body soared into the sky, and rushed towards the narrow and long sky above his head.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and the changes around my body had already occurred.

The sudden outbreak of horror and terrifying screams could not be completely covered even if the thunder rumbling. The continuous circling and turbulence in the nearly closed canyon could make everyone who hears it creepy.

The white smoke ball stayed in the air at the entrance of the canyon. After hesitating for a moment, it contracted and condensed and turned into a human form again.

With the moment when the lightning flashed in the sky, the solemnity and fear on the face of the great wizard Sarus could be clearly seen. Even though he heard the screams in the canyon, he did not have the intention to rush in.

A moment later, the wizards who flocked to him rushed to him and saw the strange canyon, and they couldn't help but show a look of frightening. The three great wizards gathered together and muttered for a while, and finally announced that the invader was dead.

Some wizards may be a little confused, but after their companions secretly told him the "worm mother" in their mouths, all their doubts were solved, and even their eyes looked at the canyon were filled with an unconcealed horror.

After the wizards gradually retreated, a huge winding lightning flashed through the night sky and illuminated the narrow entrance of the canyon.

A hunched and terrifying figure was standing there. Judging from his figure, it was the blood mage Horus who had just disappeared deep in the canyon.

However, when lightning illuminated his raised face, it also illuminated the terrifying tentacles that continued to tremble and waving from the two black holes and mouth.

...

The magnificent wizard tower that was scattered on the high sea cliff, the witch god clone who had become its temporary master finally waited for the good news coming from the front.

A locked intruder was wiped out as scheduled!

Although the clone of the Witch God's greater hope is to capture them alive and torture them out of their origin and purpose, the information fed back from the front line shows that the invader is simply a desperate person who is fearless. Once he is in a desperate situation, his soul fire will be ignited, and the fierce counterattack caused even caused the great wizard who led the team to suffer severe damage.

Although the result was not perfect, it was a great victory after all. So with a faint regret, the witch god clone stood in a huge illusory light column, and his mind was in harmony with the body far away in the kingdom of God in the sky, and silently began to search for the next invader.

Gods are omnipotent.

In the kingdom of God, you can only achieve everything you want and control everything you want.

Gods are not omniscient and omnipotent.

At least within the plane category, the divine power of the plane must follow the rules of the plane itself, otherwise the backlash of the plane itself will also be a significant burden on it.

For invaders' searches, the divine clone relies more on a trace of soul aura that the invader accidentally radiates when breaking through the plane barrier. Of course, if some items or body fragments that can be directly used can be discovered at the invader's fall site, then this search and positioning will be more accurate and rapid.

In fact, seriously, this is not a search, but an instinctive talent for prophecy. When any thing related to oneself appears, the only one who has prophecy can obtain the clues of brokenness and messiness from the illusory connection of fate. It’s a pity that the prophecy of the witch god itself is broken and incomplete, so the information obtained in particular becomes increasingly vague and weird, and will be affected by many external factors.

Therefore, in order to maximize the ability of the prophetic clan, the Witch God spared no effort to descend on the clone instead of projecting it.

Since these damn invaders carry some special items that can interfere with prophecy and divination, it is difficult to obtain normal feedback for their precise capture. Therefore, the clone of the witch god is more likely to vaguely grasp the abnormalities in the wizard world through the entanglement and distortion of the connection between fate.

The boat leaves traces after passing through the water.

Although this invisible boat cannot be seen, it does not prevent it from discovering the other party's trace from the abnormality of the water mark.

Hidden deep in the wizard tower, with the help of the huge elemental energy stored in it, the witch god's body and mind crossed thousands of mountains and vaguely swept across the territory of millions of miles. According to the basic information feedback from the wizard associations everywhere, they slowly sensed the abnormalities between heaven and earth.

On the vast and boundless mysterious continent of the wizard world, there is no shortage of powerful auras everywhere. For the unreasonable peeping of the witch god clone, they all show anger and irritability. Many times, the fuzzy consciousness projected by the witch god clone will be shattered and dispersed by their surging powers, and even counterattacks across the air, so this wide-area search result is very unsatisfactory.

However, when some broken armor fragments found in the Thunder Mountains were sent to Zhi's hand, these blurry scenes suddenly disappeared and were replaced by a clear picture.

This is a low and sunken mountain valley. A mysterious knight covered with black armor rides on a strange black horse and is fighting against a group of two-legged flying dragons.

It can be seen that this level of battle is not a challenge to this mysterious knight. The natural hard leather of the two-legged flying dragon can be ignored in front of the sabre with a blade of one and a half meters long, and its so-called natural power is not worthy of praise in front of a headless knight. Therefore, the whole battle seemed cruel and bloody. If more than a dozen adult two-legged flying dragons were not attacking in groups and collaborating with each other, they would probably be slaughtered by the other party long ago.

Even so, next to the broken stone pile of three-headed and two-legged flying dragons were still scattered by the broken stone piles of headless knights. All of them had huge gaps cut open on one side of their heads and necks, and blue blood stains flowed all over the ground.

When the Witch God clone looked at the undead in front of him through the distant void, Seerti, the headless knight far away in the Thunder Mountains, turned his head inexplicably and scanned the nearby void after fighting. There was obviously nothing there, but there was always a cold and scattered chill that bet on him, making his soul fire seem restless.

It is obvious that distracting the spirit during the battle will not have any good results.

Just a moment of silence, the slashing saber did not break the long neck of the two-legged dragon in front of him in time, but instead got stuck in the other party's tough neck bone. The other two-legged dragons had the opportunity to jump up from the side, and used their bodies to knock Seerti down from the undead dark horse, and quickly surrounded him.

The battle that was mixed into a mountain of meat became more and more bloody.

All kinds of angry and shrill roars, various teeth-cutting noises, as well as the terrifying sound of the sword slashing and flesh-splattering, made this low-lying valley a slaughterhouse that could not bear to be looked at. The heavy smell of blood and fishy body fluids mixed together, filling the entire venue, making the timid beasts dare not take a step.

Three quarters of an hour later, Seerti, who seemed to have just walked out of the blood pool of the abyss, slowly walked out of the pile of corpses.

His dark armor had been brushed with countless layers of thick blue blood sauce. As he stepped out every step, the blood plasma dripping along the broken armor would gather in balls of blood behind him. Through the broken armor, you could see the dense deep scratches on his blue-gray body, and the misty gray dead aura lingered in his body, completely dressing him up as a bloody demon king who had experienced the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

He gently lifted the body of a two-headed flying dragon, opened its bloody mouth, took out his head from it and pressed it on his neck again. Seerti looked up at the empty void again, and the soul fire suddenly felt a little depressed.
Chapter completed!