The Witcher: Son of the Planes.

With the blessing of the power of the plane, Siband was struggling to resist the bombardment of the Light of Death. All the tribesmen around him had fallen down. Some other sea creatures were far away and did not dare to come over. Moreover, even if they wanted to exert some strength, they could not use it. The power of the Light of Death was so great that anyone who touched it would die.

He didn't know how many more times the celestial body's cannon could fire. He had been resisting for a long time, and the overall energy of the Heart of the Plane had dropped a lot. He also didn't have the energy to care about how far the other sea creatures had attacked the base, or whether they had achieved a decisive result.

In Siband's mind, he wanted to hold out for this period of time. After the energy of the giant cannon was exhausted, he would definitely teach those level 3 alien creatures in the base a lesson. They dared to bully the demigods. Are all aliens such fanatics?

However, his idea was doomed to fail, because those alien third-level creatures he mentioned were rapidly approaching him. To make matters worse, none of the third-level natives he encountered while passing by came out to resist. Most of them were paddling in the sea...

When a third-level sorcery attacked Dawsband, he was a little surprised. "Who is it? Who is attacking Lord Dawsband?"

It should be said that a demigod is not yet a god, he is just a stronger third-level one. It's not that the third-level witchcraft cannot hurt him, it's just that it is very difficult to hurt him.

But Siband is at the critical moment of resisting the light of death. Any small change may cause the collapse of the dominoes, and these third-level alien warriors who have rushed here are the ones who will push down the dominoes.

Siband's own defense is completely insufficient. While using the power of the plane to defend himself, he can only use his tentacles to attack those third-level alien warriors.

But if he wasn't attacking with all his strength and was surrounded by others, it would be difficult to be effective. Before he knew it, a ray of light from the god of death broke through his defense and hit him.

A huge wound appeared, and a large amount of blue-green blood gushed out, polluting the sea area.

He once again mobilized the power of the plane, and while strengthening his defense, he used it to increase his own recovery ability several times in an attempt to recover from his injuries.

But several huge black mamba snakes appeared and strangled his body. Then several knights more than ten meters tall raised their giant swords and slashed at him. Several wizards also used their magical hands to pull his body.

The Light of Death has stopped attacking, and the joint attack of more than a dozen level three alien warriors has given the seriously injured Siband a lot of headaches. If he had not been injured, Siband believed that he would not have been defeated. If he could not win, he could still run away.

But although Siband now has the power of the plane, his movement is restricted by the siege attack of several people, and he seems to be able to only passively take the beating.

But that was not the case. He still had a secret weapon that he hadn't used yet, and that was his innate magic, the poisonous ink spitting spell. A large amount of black poisonous ink sprayed in all directions.

The several level three warriors who besieged him strengthened their own defenses and retreated strategically, finally creating a gap and allowing Siband to slip out.

The dizzy Siband did not deliberately choose a direction, but fate seemed to have made arrangements. The direction in which Siband fled was exactly where the base was located.

The smarter ones of the sea creatures naturally saw the third-level alien-dimensional warriors chasing after them, while the dumber ones only saw that their plane guardians were preparing to take them to attack the aliens' base.

It can only be said that the same thing will present different effects in the eyes of different people. Those stupid sea creatures naturally rushed more fiercely, as if victory was just before their eyes. In front of the guardians of the plane, all aliens were vulnerable, and they would definitely be able to repel those aliens.

They swam hard, hoping to reach the alien base before the guardian defeated the strong man, and contribute to this plane war.

The smarter sea creatures had already sensed something was wrong, but no matter how smart they were, due to their limited vision, they still didn't know how to respond. They could only swim slowly towards the alien base according to the original plan.

Colin, who was fighting the enemy near the base, had no idea how many sea creatures he had killed. He had also collected quite a few specimens of varying types. He had drunk mana potions several times, but he had not let his three wives drink them. Of course, this was his responsibility as a husband.

The poisonous ink that Siband released just now did hurt some level three alien warriors, but it did not have much impact, because the dozen or so opponents were still chasing him. He didn't know where the other level three creatures of the sea clan had gone, and why no one came forward to help along the way.

I finally encountered a level three tiger shark, but it seemed that it was also fighting with several level two aliens and couldn't get away for a while.

Siband didn't have the time to figure out whether the tiger shark was really stuck or pretending not to see him. He believed that if he kept running, a level three warrior from his side would come to help.

But contrary to his thoughts, after running for almost a month and even getting close to the enemy's base, he didn't encounter a level three warrior who could come to help. Not only that, he didn't even see any of his own people.

In Siband's eyes, it seemed as if the whole world had abandoned him, because he could not even mobilize much of the energy of the Heart of the Plane.

(Here I want to argue for the Blue Nabo plane. They have already invested a lot in you. Now the remaining ones are just for the basic consumption of maintaining the plane. How can there be any remaining to bless you?)

Near the base, less than three nautical miles away, Siband finally stopped running. He was ready for a head-on battle. The huge wound had also healed in a month, as if it no longer affected his fighting ability.

And Siband also realized that when there were aliens, the light of death in the sky would not seem to fire, probably because it was afraid of hurting its own people.

But what he didn't expect was that the location where he escaped was so coincidental that he stopped in a place where he could be attacked by the fifteen wizard towers in the base.

After more than a dozen powerful warriors from other dimensions arrived, they quickly contacted the wizard tower in the base. Before Siband could figure out who to attack first, more than a dozen thunder purgatory attacked him at the same time.

More than a dozen powerful thunderbolts bombarded Siband. After penetrating his defensive shield, they acted on his body. Huge electric currents ran through his body, destroying his life at the same time.

At the same time, the attacks of more than a dozen third-level professionals came again. He passively waved his tentacles. Although he was injured, he was still a strong man. He did not believe that those strong men from other dimensions could resist his attacks.

The Wave Knight and the Blazing Knight both have their own special skills. Facing the attacks of the demigod-level strongmen, they can only try their best to hold on. At the last moment, as long as they can resist a few attacks, I believe their teammates can kill Siband.

After several rounds of fighting, one of Siband's tentacles was chopped off by Saladin, and then the other tentacles were attacked by other level three warriors, constantly cutting off Siband's body.

When Siband thought of self-destruction, he was hit by several witchcrafts before he could put it into action. His consciousness was dazed for a while, and then his consciousness fell into darkness. He regretted it so much. He sent out all the third-level strongmen, and there was no helper around him...

Colin, who was near the base, took the lead and rushed into the deep sea after Lina, who stayed behind, issued a counterattack order. Suddenly, he found that a huge tentacle of more than ten meters was rushing towards Colin.

"What the hell?" Colin was startled and dodged instinctively.

After dodging the tentacle, Colin looked at the still twisting tentacle. He used the confinement spell to restrain the tentacle and put it into the other dimension. Then he led the slave creatures towards the depths of the ocean again.