Chapter 1260 - 614: Victorious Rendezvous: I’m Waiting for Reinforcements; What Are You Waiting For? (Part 4)
Not only that, when casting Star Dome Resonance, the Radiant Queen’s physical form fades into a flickering illusory state, her consciousness entrusting to the extraterrestrial starry sky.
Her body is no longer solid, immune to all forms of physical damage and effects, able to pass through all solid material objects, with no man-made prison able to bind her.
Most importantly, she can grasp the power of the stars, that is, one of the Four Basic Forces - "Gravity"!
Relying on the Venus divine position, the Radiant Queen can exert power that even far exceeds the Little Prince, the original owner of this witchcraft.
She gracefully lifted her exquisite slender right hand, like a work of art, towards the monster army, and a black sphere the size of a thumb suddenly appeared right in the center of the army.
Buzz——!
The black sphere suddenly exploded, rapidly expanding, and then quickly contracting at five hundred meters.
Within this range, sand, monsters, and weapons were all swept in with no resistance, transforming into a solid rock sphere with a diameter of a hundred meters, rising gradually towards the sky.
The jackal-headed monsters too close just lifted their feet and were sucked up to the heavens, turned back into sand and integrated into it.
The Radiant Queen’s firepower didn’t stop, shooting out the second and third black spheres, creating two slightly smaller celestial bodies in the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the ground was in shambles, with tens of thousands of monsters instantly falling apart.
But the Cemetery Protector wasn’t panicked at all.
Stomping his foot, shadows beneath him swayed, and three sarcophagi radiating divine light slowly rose from the shadows.
The lid was lifted from the inside, each containing a mummy that walked out of the sarcophagus.
They turned out to be three pseudo-gods from the Rotten Swamp Tomb!
Excluding the manpower lost last time in the Desert Empire, this Old God Sect’s Fifth Order Pseudo-Gods were all-out, a desperate gamble.
The Radiant Queen immediately noticed the sarcophagi were engraved with Wolf God’s talismans, the Divine Kingdom’s rules would automatically judge them as dead objects, not triggering.
Seeing the appearance of the three pseudo-gods, her gaze couldn’t help but turn a shade darker.
The key issue wasn’t fighting one against four, but rather that the Cemetery Protector, the Wolf God’s follower, seemed to know some inside information.
"The combination of the Four Great Divine Kingdoms happened when we delved into the Rust Belt.
They seem to have anticipated such a situation where everyone would scatter, preparing in advance before entering the Rust Belt.
This doesn’t seem like a coincidence.
Could it be that the Wolf God, having regained his sanity, is secretly helping Horus? This doesn’t match the Old God’s style."
Before she could figure out the cause of this unexpected development.
The other three mummies just emerged from the sand again, arranging themselves in a four-corner stance to encircle the Radiant Queen in the middle.
Each had a small pyramid in their hands, shooting golden divine light intersecting above the Radiant Queen, then transforming into a massive light-based pyramid prison, tightly locking her inside.
And beside each of the four mummy pseudo-gods, a small defensive pyramid of astonishing strength rose, using a four-on-one strategy to temporarily seal her.
The Cemetery Protector grinned with shriveled lips, coldly laughing at the Radiant Queen:
"The Four-sided Light Prison bestowed by my master can only be broken by demigods or beings with power close to demigods, using a complete Zero-Level Sacred Relic.
Even if the Creation Nine Pillars School holds the Desert God System in check, you’re ultimately not a demigod, immune to the suppression from rank.
Without other wizards providing assistance through the Magic Net Weaver, you cannot fully exert the power of the Truth Embodiment.
Moreover..."
The mummy’s smile grew increasingly icy:
"Osiris, the Ninth Pillar of the Netherworld King wasn’t actually with you, but was given to the notorious King of the Wild Hunt, wasn’t it?"
Hearing this, the Radiant Queen’s expression finally changed slightly.
He even knew this core plan, which only a few upper-levels in the Desert Empire were aware of.
But when they continued, she heard:
"You also had a child with him, no, there’s another child of you two in your belly, trying to replace the Divine King, isn’t it?"
The Radiant Queen’s face suddenly turned a bit peculiar.
Realizing there’s a traitor, but not "inside" to that extreme extent.
Meanwhile, a line of gold light shot straight through the clouds from the pyramid.
Converging the strength of the four pseudo-gods, the most powerful upper-level wizard, and the strong cohesive effect of the Wolf God’s gifted Divine Artifact, it instantly affected the entire Combined Divine Country.
In the next moment, a silhouette flickered on the edge of this desert.
A griffon with the head of an eagle appeared. Both sides recognized it as a Fifth Order Pseudo-God of the Blind Eye Church, with two accompanying Fourth Order Mythical Creatures stepping out from its side.
Seeing the arrival, the four mummy pseudo-gods laughed recklessly at the trapped Radiant Queen:
"Hahaha, we’re waiting for reinforcements, what are you waiting for?
If you’re capable, come out and consume the kin of the Desert God System."
Clearly, this place had become a trap for the side of the Desert God System.
As the Truth Embodiment·Creation Nine Pillars, the greatest reliance of the wizards, was suppressed.
When the enemy and ally started gathering here, the superior numbers of the Desert God System could easily overwhelm each sect’s wizards.
The original "Hunting God Plan" of the wizards shifted from concentrated force for a thunderous strike, to a queue for suicidal reinforcement tactics.
The longer time passes, the greater advantage the Desert God System side accumulates.
In the end, even if the Radiant Queen breaks free, she might be overwhelmed by the kin.
The doomsday horn of complete defeat seemed to have officially sounded.
However, in the next moment.
Crack!
A green-eyed three-headed dragon’s rear claw descended from the sky following the Fifth Order griffon, crushing it into the sands, the crisp sounds indicating countless broken bones.
Byron lifted his foot to examine the red, white, and green on his sole, wrinkling his brow in disgust:
"Who has such poor manners, carelessly throwing garbage?"