Journey to the witch world

"What can the Supreme Wizard do!!"

Seemingly unable to withstand the oppression brought by the Supreme Wizard, Crosno raised his voice in vain and roared, "When I am completely transformed into the Lich King, I will immediately enter the abyss. Even the Supreme Wizard can't do anything to me."

"What's more, who knows whether Christina's identity is true or false?"

"Even if she is really a descendant of the Flame Supreme, the fact that she has been ignored for so many years is enough to prove that this crazy woman does not have an important position in the heart of the Flame Supreme."

"Don't you dare scare me, Froslay!"

Crosnuo roared while releasing the terrifying power of death, attacking Froslai. Around Froslai, the trees transformed by the power of nature withered one after another.

In mid-air, Froslai shook his head.

"What a shame, Crosno."

Froslai looked indifferent and said softly, "Christina's identity is not false, but in order to be promoted to a fourth-level life form, you have lost your mind and don't even pay attention to the threat of the Supreme Wizard."

"It's really sad..."

"But it doesn't matter. Anyway, you can't kill Christina today, and you don't have to bear the fire of revenge from the Supreme Wizard."

Froslai's calmness made Crosno feel a little uneasy.

At this moment, Froslai spoke again and said faintly, "By the way, didn't you just say that all the trump cards between you and me have been revealed? It's a pity that that's just your own idea."

"As a wizard, you must keep a bit of mystery at all times!"

"You think so...Mitchell?"

Following Froslai's calm words, Croslo's expression changed in vain. Then, he felt a throbbing in his heart. Before he had time to think, a portal appeared in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a white-robed wizard came out.

"That's right, Boss Froslai!"

The white-robed wizard had a lazy smile on his face, as if he was indifferent to anything. He waved the silver-white wand gently in his hand, and a burst of dazzling light suddenly erupted.

Three-ring witchcraft, holy light destroys the world!

Dazzling silver-white light sprinkled from the sky to the ground, and the powerful purifying magic made Crosno let out a scream. The power of death and chaos surrounding him turned to ashes, and his body seemed to be burned by flames.

"Mitchell!?"

Krosno's face changed drastically and he screamed, "Why are you still alive? This is impossible!"

For Crosno, among the three giants of Crow Phantom, the one he fears most is not Floslai, but the always low-key [scholar] Mitchell. The reason is also very simple. The other person is a light element mystic wizard. .

After his identity was transformed into a lich, Crosno had a fatal weakness, or this was a common weakness of all undead creatures, which was the fear of light witchcraft, just like fire is most afraid of water.

Maybe Mitchell is not as strong as Froslai.

But for Crosno, who was transformed into a lich, the threat of scholars is greater. It is precisely because of this that after taking refuge in the abyss, Crosno's first target to be eradicated was scholar Mitchell.

In order to achieve this goal, he did not hesitate to use the power of the Thousand-Handed Demon.

Crosno was also very convinced that Mitchell had died. Phantom Crows even prepared a funeral for Mitchell. The other party's true spirit was broken and there was no possibility of survival at all.

"Have you forgotten what my ability is?"

At this time, it seemed that Crosnuo was shocked, and Floslai said faintly: "The highest state of Phantom Crow Thousand Spirits is to convert illusion and reality. I, who is called the [Thousand Illusion Wizard], want to It shouldn’t be that difficult to create a fake death, right?”

Krosno felt as if he was struck by lightning, and the expression on his face froze for a moment.

"It turns out that everything is an illusion and a scam."

Crosno murmured to himself, seemingly unable to accept all this, and said in a confused voice: "But why is this? Before I attacked Mitchell, I had not transformed into a lich. How could you guess that it was me? ?”

"At the beginning, you really hadn't transformed into a lich yet."

In mid-air, Mitchell spoke slowly and said softly: "However, the abyss demon army and the Thousand-Handed Demon have begun to invade the forest world. We don't know who the betrayer is, or even whether there are members of the expedition alliance." There are betrayers.”

"But, as Boss Froslai said."

"As a wizard, you should always keep a trump card. Regardless of whether there are betrayers in the alliance, it is very cost-effective to use a simple illusion to carry out a layout."

As Mitchell's words fell, Crosno's face turned pale.

"I see, I've learned a lesson!"

Crosnuo laughed miserably. He thought that after transforming into a lich, he could be one point stronger than Froslai, but he didn't expect that he was still in the opponent's calculations, and he was still unaware of it.

Mitchell shook his head and then flew aside.

After Crosno was attacked by the Holy Light, he was severely injured. As a lich who fell into the abyss, it was difficult to recover after being injured by light witchcraft. Therefore, Crosno was no longer a concern and was left to Fu. Loslai can deal with it.

On the other side, the Purgatory Bone Dragon and the Titan Bone Giant are still great threats.

"Good day, Your Excellency Gustav."

Turning into white light and appearing on the spot, Mitchell politely greeted Gustav first, then looked at Christina and chuckled, "Hi! Your Majesty the Queen."

Christina bit her lip, but said nothing.

Feeling the angry look in the sorcerer's eyes, Mitchell was so frightened that he shrank his neck, then shook his head and said, "No matter what happens, let's wait until later and solve the problem at hand first."

"That's right." Gustav said solemnly.

With the addition of the third-level wizard of the light system, the situation began to reverse instantly. Mitchell took a step forward, held the silver-white wand in his hand, and the dazzling white light suddenly spread towards the surroundings.

Ouch!

The sharp blade like a lightsaber thrust straight into the sky and attacked the Purgatory Bone Dragon. The huge Purgatory Bone Dragon suddenly let out a painful roar and then fell directly from the sky.

"What a strong strength!" Gustav's pupils shrank.

Among the three original dean-level wizards of Phantom of Crows, scholar Mitchell is undoubtedly the most low-key existence. He has a lazy smile on his face all year round, which makes him feel harmless to humans and animals. There didn't seem to be any threat.

However, at this moment, Mitchell severely damaged the Purgatory Bone Dragon with one move.

Gustav never thought that this scholar was so powerful. Although the light mystical wizard had an innate advantage against the Infernal Bone Dragon, a heavy injury with one move was enough to prove Mitchell's strength.

"I haven't had a good fight in all these years."

Mitchell smiled lazily, with a gleam of luster in his eyes, looking at the Titan bone giant not far away, and murmured, "Today, let me have a good release!"

After saying that, Mitchell turned into white light and disappeared.

…

Multiverse, war ghost world.

Enzo, who was in a different world, still knew nothing about everything that happened in Tombstone Plain in the forest world, but at this time, he was already in the depths of the dark sea of ​​trees. Even without using the function of the chip, he could feel the strong fluctuations ahead. .

The confrontation between the two indigenous gods was extremely violent.

Compared with the battle between the third-level wizards, the fierce confrontation between the God of Blood Slayer and the God of Disaster focused more on the control of power. It did not result in a too gorgeous scene, but the destructive power was still not to be underestimated.

In place, Enzo's eyes flickered.

Around him, illusory crows kept circling, and the body made of magic flew forward, bringing Enzo as much vision as possible. However, due to the confrontation between the two indigenous gods, a trace of light was emitted casually. Energy fluctuations are enough to bring disaster to the Shadow Crow.

"It seems... almost done?"

Enzo's eyes flashed. Although the battle ahead was fierce and most of the shadow crows flying into the battlefield were affected and died, there were still one or two shadow crows that brought Enzo back his vision.

In the picture, the battle between the God of Disaster and the God of Blood Killing has become intense.

The God of Disaster, Brahma, may not be as powerful as the Blood-killing God, Sayenu, but relying on the advantages of the environment and the successive trump cards, he still poses a considerable threat and even harm to Sayenu.

Deep in the dark sea of ​​trees.

The empty land was in a mess, and a large number of surrounding trees were destroyed and turned into powdery ashes. All the evil beast kings present had been killed, and the corpses were like burned-out black candles, which made people feel extremely disgusting.

There were only three figures standing there.

Sayenu, the blood-killing god, stood tall with a giant sword in his hand. The grimace mask on his face had been completely shattered, revealing a resolute face underneath. The armor on his body also showed a lot of damage, and seemed to be on the verge of being broken.

On the opposite side, Brahma, the God of Disaster, also looked embarrassed.

Like a giant octopus-like body, one tentacle after another was cut off, but it still did not lose its vitality. It was struggling crazily on the ground. Most of the eyes in the sky had been closed, representing the loss of divine power.

In the corner, Saya, the King of War Ghosts, was crawling like a wild beast.

After being controlled by the God of Disaster with black mist, Saya seemed to have lost his will. His eyes showed a polluted black color, full of evil luster, and he bit the broken giant sword in his mouth.

"How's it going, Sayanu?"

On the tentacles of the God of Disaster, there were mouth parts everywhere, and at the same time he made a strange voice: "How does it feel to be suppressed by the dark sea of ​​trees? Even if the blood sacrifices of those tyrants are restored, your divine power should be almost exhausted, right?"

"Isn't it the same for you? Fanmo."

Sayenu spoke coldly, but there was a trace of weakness in his tone. The suppression of the dark tree sea environment brought a great burden to him. Even the divine power restored by the previous blood sacrifice tyrant was completely consumed.

"Haha, you and I are different!"

The God of Disaster let out a wild laugh and said hoarsely: "The Dark Sea of ​​Trees is the place where I was born. Within this realm, my divine power can be restored infinitely, and even if I am injured, my combat effectiveness will not be affected at all."

"Keep delaying, and I'll see what you can do to fight me!"

"Come on! King of War Ghosts, after killing your father and seizing Sayenu's divine power, you will become the new blood-killing god. At that time, we can merge into one and become the complete and only god in this world. The master."

Following the order of the God of Disaster, the War Ghost King immediately rushed forward.

The power of vitality and blood like the crimson divine power exploded, and the ghost king Saya fought like a beast. Holding the broken giant sword in his mouth, he slashed at the blood-killing god Sayanu.

Opposite him, Sayenu had a complex look on his face.

As a life created with his own essence and blood, the blood-killing god has a special affection for the King of War Ghosts, just like his own child, so he is extremely troubled by his attacks.

"Sorry, Saya!"

Sayeru took a deep breath, suppressed the pity in his heart, swung his giant sword to knock away the broken sword in Sayer's mouth, and at the same time, he slapped a palm directly from top to bottom, pressing the King of War Ghosts to the ground. .

"Hmph! What a cold guy."

Opposite, the God of Disaster snorted coldly, and countless tentacles grew wildly, attacking towards the God of Blood-Killing like the devil's minions. All the remaining divine power of the God of Blood-Killing was attached to the blade. , cutting off all the tentacles with one swing.

In the sky, eyes were shining brightly.

On the same spot, Sayenu suddenly felt a slight throbbing, and instinctively took half a step back. Then he swung the giant sword, blocking two malicious energy beams. At the same time, he vibrated his wings and shot fiery red feathers into the sky. .

Whoosh!

Fiery red feathers, like a rain of arrows, shot out towards the sky. All the remaining eyes were closed, and black liquid flowed down from above like tears, falling to the ground to form corrosion and mist everywhere.

"Come on! Fanmo!"

On the spot, the blood-killing god stood unyielding, roaring like a god of war. His crimson divine power was like a burning flame, dispersing the surrounding black mist, causing a fire to appear in the dark sea of ​​trees.

Bang bang bang!

The next moment, Sayenu launched a brazen charge, stepping on the ground and vibrating like a drum. He held the red giant sword in both hands and stabbed towards the octopus-like God of Disaster.

brush!

The black mist torn apart by the crimson divine power, the giant sword penetrated the twisted body of the God of Disaster. With a shrill scream, black blood flowed out. However, when Sayenu raised his head, he met the God of Disaster. Weird eyes.

In an instant, Sayenu was in a trance.

At this moment, a beast-like roar suddenly came from behind, and with heavy footsteps, the War Ghost King crawled out of the pit and rushed behind the Blood-Killer God like a red afterimage.

Phew!

The sharp and sharp claws instantly penetrated Sayenu's abdomen. The pain of having his divine power devoured made Sayenu look ferocious. At the same time, the God of Disaster in front of him, who was pierced by his giant sword, suddenly swung his hand. Raise tentacles.

Tentacles covered with mouthparts and teeth suddenly wrapped around the body of the blood-killing god and began to bite madly. The crimson divine power, which symbolized the origin, was constantly being swallowed and absorbed by the mouthparts, which also put the blood-killing god into crisis.