End of the Magic Era

Stills lowered his head, his eyes flashing waiting to see the light of the play, his body approached the human side without a trace, he looked at the forest cloud from time to time, his eyes flashing.

Stills just said a few random words, but all of them, their faces got a little ugly, Cross and Cromton had frowns locked in, and the magic fluctuations and fighting lights that floated around their bodies got a little confused.

Although the Bronze Orc is arguably the most despised of the Orcs, their most defensive philosophy is inconsistent with other Orcs, even the weakest Grey Orcs feel it is right to take the lead in defeating the enemy, rather than trying to strengthen it.

But no one will deny that the bronze beast is strong in defense, especially after breaking the sky scale, the bronze beast is a hard turtle shell to get close to, and no one is willing to fight the bronze beast, especially a very small part of the blood is strong, awakening the gravitational masking power of the bronze beast.

The incarnation of the Holy Mountain in front of it not only controls the field of gravity, but it was also released at the very beginning of the battle, at least comparable to that of a Bronze Orc at the top of the heavenly class III.

Even the nearly blood-blooded Bronze Orc, in the fourth level of the heavenly class, released the field of gravity without the present holy mountain incarnation strength.

How else to fight?

The divine light emerges from the sky, Cromton's singing sounds in the void, the rays of light in the sky converge wildly, and the sky, thousands of metres around it, diminishes slightly between hours.

It seemed as though those lights had gathered together and eventually turned into a thick column of light that fell from the sky.

A little angel with a white glow floated around the light column, and all the weapons in his hand waved towards the holy mountain incarnation on the ground.

In that thick column of light, a harsh and magnificent atmosphere emerged, and a deity with a moist face floated in it, and that blurred face could almost see the appearance of Cromton.

“Trial!”

Unknown voices suddenly rang in the hearts of all, but that strange language could be understood by everyone.

The columns merged into an incandescent white column more than a metre thick and fell from the top of the incarnation of the Holy Mountain.

In an instant, the incarnation of the Holy Mountain was covered by light, and no more shadow could be seen. The only thing you can see is that the earth around the incarnation of the Holy Mountain is like melting. A dozen meters of land is like melted glass. A dozen meters away, the earth is full of fine cracks. Those cracks have just appeared, and under the massive gravitational pressure around it, the flat is restored...

The angry howl came out inside the light column, and less than three seconds later, the light column began to twist, and the light slowly dimmed, as if it were a rubber band that was constantly stretched.

Five seconds later, the columns of light blew apart, and the sky's dots of light fell rapidly to the ground under the oppression of gravity, dozens of meters wide like a luminous carpet.

Holy Mountain incarnation, covered in white smoke, the body surface covered by a layer of miserable white bone armor, even traces on the surface of white bone armor, dissipated rapidly.

Seems like a Level 9 superb magic light trial, just pushed out the ability of the Holy Mountain Incarnation to use the Blood Bone Man...

Light trials, the most powerful mass attack spell of the Light Eight spells, but with the addition of extraordinary power, constantly compressed into monolithic spells, becomes the Ninth Spell. If it is a spirit below the third heavenly level, this monolithic spell is enough to find no bone fragments evaporated by the other party.

Unfortunately, the incarnation of the Holy Mountain does not seem to have suffered much damage at all, and it is still recovering rapidly...

Seeing this scene, a group of heavenly level strong people, their eyes changed completely, morale plummeted rapidly, the weapons they were holding, the staff they were holding, slowly put down, they didn't seem to know whether to release the spell...

At this point, Cromton, who took the lead, opened his face coldly.

“The Holy Mountain has been controlled by the ancient god, and we will never enter the Holy Mountain without resolving the incarnation in front of us. ”

Cromton held the Staff of Light in his hand and looked at the incarnation of the Holy Mountain, surrounded by magic, and the immense power of light gathered around Cromton's body in a circle of light.

The light was flowing like a stream, and the flow of air around the hundreds of meters seemed to have stopped, and everything was strangely quiet.

On the other hand, Cross pulled out the giant sword that was more than three meters long, and the golden fighting temper erupted like a wave, instantly turning the giant sword in his hand into a giant golden sword that was seven or eight meters long.

But the pale golden temper wave didn't stop, flushing continuously onto Cross's body, condensing on Cross's body surface into a crisp temper armor.

The fierce atmosphere distorted the surrounding air and elements, forming a fierce cyclone zone, surrounded by dozens of meters that could not be approached.

There is a stark contrast between Cross and Cromton, but without exception there is trembling terror.

The two men's breath inflation exploded before suppressing the breath of the incarnation of the Emperor.

In the rear, the heavenly classes, who had no will at all to be repressed by the smell of the incarnation of the Holy Mountain, only at this moment did a cold sweat raise up their weapons and their staff.

Lin Yun is no better than the rest of the heavenly scale, his face is a little white, the incarnation of the Holy Mountain is not even the whole Holy Mountain, but the power borrowed is from the whole Holy Mountain, the smell of the whole Holy Mountain.

There were countless years of holy mountains, and after countless years of sacrifice by the Orcs, wisdom had already been generated. If the other party was a living spirit, it might well have become the top heavenly strength by now.

An incarnation of wisdom and power that produces a lot more pressure than the heavenly class 3 strong!

The power derived from the rules is the repression of nature, especially when the gap is so great that the influence of magic is no longer important.

After Cross and Cromton withstood the pressure of the Holy Mountain Incarnation, Lin Yun felt that his full body magic had returned to operation again. The feeling that he was hostile to the whole flame, to all the spiritual beliefs in the history of the whole flame, disappeared.

Looking around, all but Cross and Cromton were pale as if they had just been through a bitter war.

Strong men from the heavenly ranks here have not yet fought, and Cross has roared out.

The pale golden fighting gusts out of Cross's body and then clings to the giant sword in Cross's hand. In between, that giant sword bursts again, instantly turning into a giant golden sword more than thirty meters long.

Cross held his sword in both hands and rushed to the top of the head of the Orc of the Holy Mountain Incarnation. The sword was severely chopped off.

The closer you get to the center, the higher the gravity will be, and the giant sword that Cross's fighting temper congeals up seems to be torn apart by that huge gravity lag.

Cross's eyes burned with a pale golden flame, and the magic print on his watch lit up, and some of the magic print seemed to come to life, instantly slipping onto the golden sword in Cross's hand.

With these magic prints, the giant golden sword spared the destiny of collapse. Instead, with the addition of gravity, the power of the fall surged by at least seven or eight times.

Faced with the power that seemed to tear away even space, the incarnation of the Holy Mountain slowly raised its head, flashing a hint of irony in pure black eyes filled with negative emotions, and then lifted one arm without tightening it.

The arm covered in white bone armor flashed a bloody glow, and the white armor instantly turned into rainbow blood, and the thick black smoke emerged like a volcanic eruption, and then the black smoke rapidly condensed into a solid.

In the distance, it's like the arms of a holy mountain incarnation suddenly turned into a giant hand a dozen meters long.

The black hand instantly appeared in front of the giant golden sword and grabbed it with his bare hands.

Buzz...

A transparent ripple spreads from the point where it comes into contact, slowly spreading ripples wrapped around the power of terror, shaking the surrounding space, and a narrow space fracture along the road appears where the ripples sweep.

Cross' face flashed with a shock, instantly dissipated his temper and did not continue to fight hard.

The golden sword burst into pieces, and the giant hand like paint blew away. Those black cigarettes turned into pitch-black fists with scales. The fists flashed nine times in a row, avoiding all means of counterattack by Cross and smashing them hard into Cross's body.

Ta-da...

Half-air lightning flashed, Cross's body instantly disappeared, and only a few hundred meters of white gas exploded in front of him.

The white air-bomb channel extends hundreds of meters to the ground, and after Cross landed, just like an eight-level spell landed on the ground, the ground breaks down over hundreds of meters, and cracks like spider webs even extend a distance of three or four hundred meters.

Cross stood in the pit, his hands holding the sword blocked in front of him, his body surrounded by a wild burst of light gold fighting, rapidly repairing the cracks in the body's surface-fighting armor.

The heavenly steps of the bloodbone beast, Mutabula, saw a ghostly expression and shouted out.

“Damn, this is the life-saving ability of our blood-bone beasts, how can a holy mountain incarnation...”

The Bloodbone Orc is the fastest of the eight Orc tribes, and even the Bloodbone Orc has the blood of the Vampire Master ancestors.

Because the life-saving power of advanced vampires is that bats that change into heaven are scattered, and as long as one blood-sucking bat does not die, advanced vampires will not die.

The blood capacity of the blood bone beast can differentiate up to nine blood shadows and scatter them in different directions. As long as one does not die, the blood bone beast will not die.

But this ability has never been used by the Bloodbone Orc in a positive battle. After using this ability, there will be a period of weakness. In this time, the Bloodbone Orc will have at most half the fighting power.

But now, the incarnation of the Holy Mountain does not develop this capability itself, but releases it to magic, a capability that all blood-bone beasts have never had before...

And importantly, that black-and-mouth smoke condenses into a physical attack spell, obviously is the ability of the Black Iron Orc Man, who has the blood of the abyss, and only the Black Iron Orc Man has this abyss magic...

So far, the Sacred Mountain Incarnation has demonstrated the gifted abilities of Bronze Orc Man, Blood Orc Man, Black Iron Orc Man. Without thinking about it, the Sacred Mountain Incarnation will definitely show the gifted abilities of all Angry Orc Man...

The next moment, everyone's worries become a reality...

The holy mountain incarnation raised its arms and appeared in the sky, covering thousands of meters of black clouds, a long black smoke tail with a flame meteorite of twenty to thirty meters, falling like rain.

Everyone is in the coverage of this spell.

When a flame meteorite fell to the ground, the earth began to tremble hard, and the earth became like the ocean. The waves of the earth spread along one road, and the flames and debris of the flame meteorite exploded. The dense numbness could not be avoided, and the range of at least two or three thousand meters was covered.

Nearly twenty heavenly strongmen unleash their strongest means of defense in unison.

Fusion shield, rule symbol shield, anti-gas armor, anti-gas shield...

That giant meteorite, more than 20 meters in diameter, fell, and the amount of dense numbness, there was no chance of dodging at all, had to resist.

Flames, debris, shockwaves...

The forces of chaotic destruction converge into a chaotic ocean, and all heavenly powerful people, like canoes floating in turbulent streams, seem to overthrow at any moment.

Morgan's Fusion Shield shines frequently, and the Dark Monster releases these meteorites, but his Fusion Shield is still on the edge of breaking at any moment.

“Shit, shit, this guy doesn't have to worry about the magic drain at all, motherfucker, every meteorite has the same power as a Lv8 spell meteorite.

And one release is hundreds of constantly falling down, damn, damn, I can't do this with half my face and all the magic in my body, this guy... Shit, am I going to die on a flaming meteorite... ”

Morgan's face is pale, he cultivates dark magicians of dark demons. Dark demons are natural killers, but their exertion strength and protective abilities are themselves weaker than ordinary sky magicians. At this time, the original slight gap becomes a lethal factor.

Apart from Morgan, no one else is better, and the difference is the length of support.

Strong men of the heavenly class, even though they have achieved extraordinary transformation and possessed extraordinary power, cannot survive hundreds of eight-level spells.

And these falling meteorites have no intention of reducing or stopping at all...

Cromton soared halfway through the air, and the light wand in his hand emitted milky white light, all of which converged into a rules-word.

As Cromton sang, all these ruleships blew away, and the dairy white glow turned into a human symbol with twenty hands embracing the chest.

These symbols split apart and instantly fell to the top of everyone's head. Between moments, countless praises seemed to sound in the void. Each person's head appeared to have a milky white figure of a human angel. Little angels sprinkled large pieces of light on their bodies and blended into the shields of every celestial stage, and instantly those wildly fluctuating shields stabilized.

Morgan looked at the smooth fusion shield with a slight stunner on his face and took a long breath.

“Blessings? No, it's an angel blessing, a blessing spell that says that all dead spirits can get blessings! ”

The teachings of Holy Light, most spells are biased towards aids and redemptions, and this part of the rules of light, unlike other branches of the rules of light, is very lethal to the dark and the dead.

If one understands the rules of purification in the rules of light, then even a common cure can kill the dead...

With the blessings of Cromton's angels, the mighty at the heavenly level do not let all power be used to defend against that horrible spell.

Cromton, on the other hand, succeeded in attracting the attention of the incarnation of the Holy Mountain, which slowed down slightly the rate at which the flaming meteorite rain was released.

A little scarlet light emerged in the hands of the Holy Mountain, and then the light flew out, instantly turning into a scarlet beast head that flew out.

Thirty meters tall with giant skull teeth, the blood basin bite hard towards Cromton.

With each bite of this skull, space seemed to have a huge black hole, as if a white cloth had been torn apart one piece after the other.

As this huge and dazzling Orc's head tore, it quickly bit the fusion shield outside Cromton, and the light and black smoke continued to collide with each other, extinguishing each other.

Turned into a ball wrapped around Cromton's fusion shield, like a leather ball, bitten in the mouth by that giant Orc's head and heading far away.

The rings of light around Cromton's body emit bright light, and as the rings of light spread, they revealed the essence of that ring of light, one after the other.

This luminous symbol of dense numbness forms a pure strip of holy light that swells apart into a giant sphere of light, seemingly forcing the head of that giant beast to explode.

But the giant, dazzling head of the beast was just a little bit open, but the speed swept away with Cromton towards a hillside in the distance.

Boom boom...

Like a tumbling thunder blowing from a distance, a black and white hybrid mushroom cloud erupted on that hundred meters old hillside, slowly rising, revealing the original hillside position.

At this moment, the hill has disappeared, the giant head of the beast has disappeared, and even Cromton does not know life or death.

A few seconds later, as if angels were singing a fantastic voice from somewhere, in a chaotic twisting storm, a column of light burst out of it, the light converged and twisted into a human form, with some pale clomton reappearing in the middle of the sky.

Behind Cromton, the endless glow floats, a huge half-sided phantom floats there, half-sided glow casting over Cromton, allowing the wounds and power consumed on Cromton to recover rapidly.