A Sorcerer’s Journey

“Oh? Looks like the Unknown Dimensional Legion on that side is stronger and has a better chance of winning. ”

Remotely sensing the location of the skeleton continent relatively safe from the light golden space-time gate, Greenside mumbled to herself as she sensed a violent fluctuation from another space-time gate.

Wizards' knowledge of dimensional warfare is almost entirely untold.

The ancient wizards named this mysterious, deeply illusory world as a streamlined retrospective, that's all, so it's impossible to mention the message of dimensional war at all. Nevertheless, Green has gained piecemeal clues from some of the ruins of the great world heritage and Xia River civilization, on the basis of which he has gained his own perception of speculation.

Unfortunately, Green seemed to have discovered something and his three-colored eyes stared in other directions at the past.

“Whispering, no one else can escape, but these guys come forward to make a fuss, they seem to be ambitious guys at all stages of history, no wonder some of the strongest people in the history of the big world always disappear into historical legends for no reason. Dare to come to the dimensional esophagus at this time, at least it is an eight-level creature with an eternal soul, not even a few of them with a civilizational heritage that can change the course of war, it is a dimensional war! ”

Even Green could not help but feel some oppression over the enormity of dimensional warfare.

After a pause, Green's three-colored eyes faded in the face of truth and his eyes retracted.

“Speaking of which, I am only one of them, and these exiles who are trapped in the dimensional esophagus, it is not certain how the dimensional war process is going. ”

Hu………

Under the feet of the real giant of Green's element, a flaming soul bird's head stretched out, “howling” and "chirping” in this mutually volatile cry, the pitch-black flame bear burned, the skeletal continent beneath his feet melted out a large hole, the elemental giant fell one by one, gradually disappeared, and the skeletons of the rest of the surrounding area quickly filled this large hole, and no trace of Green can be seen anymore.

Plenty of hourglass time passed.

The last diaphragm of the dimensional esophagus that leaves the door through which the Fountain of Light opens is like cowhide and sugar, blocking billions of Angel War Legions, once the most perfect life form by the vast temporal and temporal reputation of one side, has launched several war shocks before finally blocking the last temporal and temporal barrier of this layer and squeezing the weakest six-winged angels into it.

whoosh! whoosh! whoosh! whoosh! whoosh! whoosh! whoosh! whoosh...

Behind these, the tiny golden lights of these three pairs of clean white wings, one step from the sky, the dimensional esophagus emitting a corrosive smell of despair in the ash cloud of mist, the light points in the group appear so isolated, as if they could be completely devoured at any moment.

Beautiful faces, perfect bodies, six-winged angels or swords of holy light, or spears of holy light, blades of holy light, holy light bows and arrows, etc. have become absolute mainstays in general world warfare, comparable to the most elite witch hunters or metal terminators, killing countless heathen, but at this moment in the dimensional esophagus, these six-winged angels have become the most insignificant beings, and the ancient and frightening atmosphere has been squeezed into these intrusive little dots as if they could be swallowed up at any moment.

With some caution in his fanatical vision, the higher angels have not yet arrived. Even these six-winged angels who followed the angel god kings all the way to the end of the endless world dimension in the face of Hershey's infamous illusory world dimensional esophagus, some caution cannot help but be born at this moment.

Legendary, these monsters of the dimensional esophagus can be fundamentally different from other illusory worlds...

Six-winged angels, like the Great Wizard of Level 3 Hunters, are equally strong and weak. There is no doubt that these six-winged angels, the brightest of the holy lights, are the strongest at this moment!

Buzz...

Suddenly, through the gray cloud fog beneath, the strongest angels perceived some of the visions beneath, seemingly something rushing over at high speeds, followed by an "Ah” sound, a holy light extinguished, taken away by a dark shadow.

“Enemy attack! Be careful! ”

“Ah"

Confusion broke out, but these war-quality angels quickly formed one battlefield after another, staring nervously beneath the clouds of ash and continuing to dive at all costs as advance legions.

The screams around us are getting denser and denser, and this scene reminds the angels of raising toads in their cages with moths!

Urgent breathing, angels gathered in fewer battle formations, holy lights became weaker and weaker, and even some battle formations were flushed out frontally, and then hundreds of broken angel holy lights disappeared rapidly in a hazy grey mist.

The whirring wind slid through the gap of this Angel Battle Formation.

The bears' holy flaming sword split the mist in front of them, and the six-winged angels knew that the monsters were capable of attacking themselves, but they didn't find them, necessarily because of the supremacy of life!

But as Angels of War through Hundreds of Wars, the Six-Winged Angels will never retreat until they have completed their advance exploration mission.

Wu!

“Ah"

Suddenly, a strange shadow penetrated the cloud, flashing through the exhaustive perception of the war angels in the core region, easily smashing the corner at the edge of the battle formation, more than a dozen angels were washed out of the battle formation and scattered.

One of the angels was taken away by a strange baby and disappeared into the fog without trace.

“See clearly? ”

Cold sweat dripping, all sides of the Chu Song and the trees are soldiers' sense of crisis oppressing the nerves of the angels in the core region.

“It is a flesh and blood creature, fearing only that the sixth level of life has reached its peak, yet it possesses a strong ability to self-control, fearing enough to match even the finest Eight-Winged Angel, or even pose a sufficient threat to the Ten-Winged Angel Divine King! ”

At this time, the dispersed dozen angels adjusted their state, looked horribly at the surrounding gray clouds, tried their utmost to return to the battlefield without discovering any potential threat, but then, one by one, the strange shadows flashed away, these light points were too slow, too weak, taken away by these shadows one by one, and no one was able to return to the battlefield successfully!

“Careful! ”

At the core of the battlefield, an angel hysterical screamed.

The Holy Light of the Bear is excited to its limits, gathering the power of the entire Angel Battle Formation, this sword instantly breaks through the hundred meters, easily splitting the mist in front of the breath, forming a positive impact with a shadow.

Boom!

Holy light overflowed and the shadows were finally forced to stop, revealing a huge tentacle full of suction cups, the other end of the tentacles hidden in the mist, not knowing exactly how long.

“Drink!”

A roar seemed to burn this tentacle, burning with a light sword that burned the bears' holy light, just as it did when it struck, and this bright red tentacle returned to the fog in a surprising fashion.

After an initial victory, the Six-Winged Angels took a lot of holy power and gasped “whoop”, “whoop" and “whoop”.

“Don't be careless, keep moving! ”

Thousands of angel battle formations in the sky have just passed so briefly, there are only a few dozen left, such losses are really chilling, this is just a preliminary step into the dimensional esophagus!

With the extremely thick fog cloud of kilometers broken through, through the gray cloud crevices, boundless hundreds of bones, the shadow of a thousand strange forms of monster enough, tens of thousands scattered!

Just as frogs hunt moths attracted by the light, one of these monsters jumps and disappears without a trace, immediately followed by the inevitable harvest.

“Hiss…”

Angels watching this scene suck in a breath of cold air, time stiff in place, cold sweat.