Varen couldn't understand Sulu's words, but his body had already started to tremble, apparently because he had a premonition that a big battle was coming.
next moment.
The dark clouds in the sky were stirred, and an indescribable majesty erupted, causing Varun to kneel unconsciously.
The spirituality possessed by the stigmata strongly reminded him not to look up at the gods!
God's grace is like the sea, God's power is like prison!
'This is... the true god has come! '
A thought came to Valen's mind.
He didn't dare to look up, but when he saw the pair of legs still standing in front of him, he felt even more frightened and understood a lot: "Mortals can't look directly at the gods, so... what about the immortals?" Who is He? '
…
in the sky.
Green light emerged, forming a giant female face.
The rippling ripples caused the Floating Void City to shake for a while, but it survived in the end.
On its surface, a protective shield emerged, which seemed to isolate something, allowing many magicians to look directly at the body of the god.
"Haha... Did you show up so impatiently?"
Jon grabbed the staff, and his body slowly floated into the air.
He is undoubtedly an extremely powerful magister, he has already reached the sixth level peak, and he also has the remodeled floating city as a support.
In terms of energy, it may have been able to catch up with this embodiment of Mother Nature.
At this time, he looked at the human face without hesitation: "My ancestor...Jones! I have witnessed you destroy the magic empire and tear the continent apart, but now, you only have one avatar!"
Jon raised his staff, and several legendary spells were cast instantly one after another.
— Big Crack!
— Magic Storm!
- Meteor fire shower!
Boom!
With the sixth-level magister as the core, it extracts the energy of the floating city and casts legendary spells, which are extremely powerful.
A terrifying magical storm swept across the entire sky, and endless meteorites emerged and fell in the center of the storm.
Occasionally scattered small pieces fell into the city of Louis, causing continuous explosions, and the flames soared into the sky, as if they had come to purgatory.
"This... the sixth-level saints are far inferior, right?"
Varun watched from the side, dumbfounded: "Ancient magicians, are they so powerful?"
This actually relies on the increase of the floating city, but the sixth-level magician is indeed not inferior to the existence of the sixth-level saint.
"Unfortunately... not the opponent of the gods."
Sulu shook his head.
Moreover, the old gods will not help the magician, and among the righteous gods, the same is true of another wise sage.
Magicians, in fact, are completely isolated and helpless.
Only gods can fight against gods.
In today's world, without the protection of the gods, it is impossible to survive.
In the sky, it gradually became calm.
The woman's face became bumpy, but still there, staring at the floating city and the magicians on the floating city.
"Is this a god? But what if it happens again?"
The magic robe on Jon's body flashed a chain of brilliance, ready to completely destroy the incarnation of the goddess opposite.
But at this moment, he looked at his arm suspiciously.
On it, a tender green leaf bud has grown, and countless tentacles are climbing and twisting.
"This is… "
His pupils shrank, and many spells enveloped his body: "Purification! Cleansing! Healing!"
But it didn't work.
Grass and branches, with surging vitality, emerged from his limbs, torso, face, hands and feet.
His movements gradually became sluggish, and even his speech became blurred.
Under the horrified eyes of many magicians, Jon turned into a tree man and fell from the sky.
Snapped!
His body fell to the hard stone slab, torn apart and sawdust flying.
Immediately afterwards, magicians screamed one after another, and various plants grew on their bodies, turning into vegetative people one by one.
This is the curse of the gods!
"what happened?"
On the ground, Varun didn't know what happened at all, but it was obvious that a huge change had taken place on the magician's side.
next moment.
Sulu saw the face in the sky looking over, as if nodding to him, and then exploded into a little green light and disappeared.
"Although the magician in the floating city was polluted, the previous attack still consumed him a lot, and he had to withdraw from the material world..."
Sulu nodded.
Immediately, he looked at the floating city in the sky.
All the magicians there died due to the curse, and the rest of the floating city was also crumbling, and suddenly fell towards the city at an extremely slow speed.
Boom!
Even if it didn't immediately lose the ability to fly, the fall of such a huge floating city would have brought catastrophe to the city of Louis.
Not only was a city smashed into the ground, but it also seemed like a small earthquake was coming around.
The screams and cries of ordinary people, together with the fire and steam leakage at night, resounded throughout the city.
But more streamers emerged from everywhere, rushing towards the fallen floating city.
A walking corpse came out of the void and grabbed a saint.
"Grizzly bear!"
The saint roared, and the phantom of a giant bear appeared on his body, and his defense power was greatly increased.
But it was useless, the pale palm directly pierced through the thick fur and muscle defenses, grabbed his heart, and just pinched him, causing him to fall down.
More and more saints scuffle, happening in every part of the city.
"It's a storm!"
Varen raised his head, and saw a phantom of a storm eagle flying over a city, and heard a loud eagle cry. That should be the team of the Church of the God of Knowledge.
"It turns out... the church really knew about this and sent people over, but I happened to 'meet'..."
Varen's expression was a little tangled.
"The legacy of the ancient magician... This is your last chance. Of course, there are many competitors..."
Sulu reminded.
Hearing these words, Varen no longer hesitated, stretched out a pair of wings behind his back, and flew past the building to reach the core battlefield.
…
He flew over a collapsed building and saw walking corpses between reality and fantasy.
They are blocking the saints, chasing flesh and blood.
At this moment, the surrounding environment changed inexplicably.
A great bell rang.
Inside the half-destroyed clock, many metal parts were quickly reconstructed, turning into a small metal hound, which threw a walking corpse to the ground.
Immediately, those metal fences, ornate chandeliers, and even scattered shotguns, battle axes...all came alive with unique life forms, and high-temperature steam emerged from the metal pipes to attack the walking corpses.
"This is... metal life activation? Steam servant! False god—the daughter of steam, she is here too!"
Varun was extremely vigilant.
Sure enough, after cleaning up the walking corpses, those small steam servants regrouped and turned into a huge mechanical strange bird, rushing towards him.
"storm!"
Warren waved his hand, and amidst the crowing of the eagle, lightning and storm fell together.
A new battle is imminent!