The western battlefront was now in complete chaos.
Multiple Main Gods appeared in the same area, causing the Elemental Tide to become incredibly chaotic. The dimensional laws here had been repeatedly attacked by the demon army, and were now in tatters.
The Elemental Chaos Zone, or the Dead Magic Zone, was usually the scene of a forbidden spell or an ancient battlefield from the mythological era. However, since so many Main Gods were fighting at full power here, the Dead Magic Zone that only existed in books appeared in reality.
The archmages participating in the battle were probably the ones who were the most affected by the Elemental Tide's chaos.
Ordinary mages and acolytes wouldn't be able to cast any spells in such an environment. Forcefully casting a spell would result in them being destroyed by the uncontrollable mana, such as a small fireball suddenly transforming into a firestorm.
Truth level archmages had basically created their own personal domains. Such an environment wouldn't restrict them from using their own domain power. This was one of the basic requirements for top-level combat strength to participate in a battle between gods.
However, the effects would be tremendous. Mages were a job class that was used to borrowing external power and natural laws. The chaotic Elemental Tide meant that mages could only rely on their own mana reserves to fight. It was obvious that their combat strength would be greatly reduced before they could adapt to the new environment.
The sky was wailing and the earth was being torn apart. The devils, demons, and undead were still unwilling to give up. The pitch-black demons in the sky became the only source of light, causing everyone to feel uneasy. In such a chaotic battlefield, even archmages could die to a skeleton archer that could disintegrate at any moment.
"Get up!"
Curse Master Mutt was the oldest archmage in this battle. His skinny face was covered in wrinkles, and he always used a walking stick as he trembled like an injured ratman. He usually didn't appear in front of the younger generation, and was even mocked by them. However, he would always show his true colors when danger arrived.
The archmage used all his strength to control the earth and wind elements. His short body suddenly expanded by several times, and his veins bulged as sweat dripped down his face. He was using all his strength, but it wasn't an offensive spell.
Under Mutt's control, the surface of the ground was cut off, and numerous temporary floating discs were erected. They were of different sizes, with the largest being enough to be called floating islands, and the smallest being large enough to carry several dozen people.
All the floating discs slowly floated upwards, making them quite eye-catching on the battlefield.
Looking at the floating disc, the quick-witted mages were at first shocked, then delighted, and promptly flew towards the floating disc. The duller juniors also came to their senses after being reminded by their compatriots, all of them approaching the nearest floating disc.
The most dangerous part right now was the complete chaos of the battlefield due to the Chaos Faction's appearance. The mages in this area could only fight for themselves. The powerful devils and demons that suddenly appeared next to them would all die for no reason and would be completely worthless.
As long as they gathered together again, they would naturally be able to form a battle formation according to their usual training. Some would assist, some would defend, and some would attack. Under the premise of not having to worry about the rear, they would be able to display their true strength.
And as expected, when the mages landed on the floating disc, they immediately constructed new defensive positions according to their research direction. Some provided energy for the floating disc to float, some created new defensive spells, some contacted their colleagues, and some immediately started chanting powerful offensive spells after they stood firm on their feet.
Perhaps academic mages would appear clumsy and chaotic when faced with unexpected situations, but once the situation stabilized, their solid theoretical foundations would allow them to instantly explode with astonishing combat strength.
Each Floating Disc was a Mage unit. The Advanced Mages would teleport in a row and choose the most suitable location for themselves. When a few Floating Discs were connected, a simple Mage Tower would be constructed.
The top-level archmages were surrounded by mid-level mages of the same element, directing them to cast spells together. The acolytes were busy replenishing and strengthening the defensive positions. After the first wave of incantations was finished, countless summoned creatures descended from the void. With the protection of cannon fodder, the defensive domains were greatly reduced, and the mages were finally able to cast spells without worry. The mages' continuous bombardment of spells forced the demons to retreat.
In the sky, there was a small floating disc with only twenty or so people standing on it. This disc was the core of the entire battlefield.
Kaid, Amala, Oslowen, Aloso, and the other Truth-level archmages naturally stood together with their acolytes. In the center was archmage Mutt, who was doing his best to maintain his incantation. These top-level archmages weren't paying attention to the battle between the "acolytes" and the demons. They were currently searching the entire battlefield, looking for a chance to change the situation.
The dark night was no obstacle to them. In this chaotic battlefield, the most eye-catching area was doubtlessly the area where the Main Gods were fighting.
Barbarot and Heimor's chaotic battle was still ongoing. The two vicious beasts were biting and killing each other, causing the ground to tremble with the beasts' angry roars. It was quite difficult for the archmages to interfere with the battle between the two magical beasts, nor did they want to interfere.
"Which side is ours?"
"That lion-headed monster. That headless giant doesn't seem like a good person."
"Don't be stupid. That black giant is Heimor, the traitorous Devil Lord. The Abyss Devourer, Barbarot, is our true enemy."
Even though the archmages were able to tell who was friend and foe, the archmages still weren't interested in interfering with the battle.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the giant Gods were fighting each other. The giant God in the clouds kept summoning lightning, and his heavy fists tore through the restrictions of space itself. Meanwhile, the bronze War God was doing his best to hold on. Even though he kept vomiting blood from being beaten up, he only became more and more excited.
Donatis's nose was still smashed, and laughably bloody nosebleeds fell down like raindrops. This area that was stained with God's blood actually sped up the process of transforming this area into the Chaos Abyss.
This was doubtlessly the most important battlefield, but when the Titan God's arms tore through space, even Level 4 individuals would have to stay away from this battlefield. The wind from his punches could easily kill a dragon. If even such punches couldn't kill Donatis, what could the archmages possibly do from so far away?
"Give me twenty hours to maintain my incantation, and I guarantee that I'll kill him … Killing him will be quite difficult, but injuring him won't be a problem."
"Ha, I'm even going to say that we should bring Arlo's Cloud City here and use the several hundred years of Arlo's Cloud City's mana reserves to blow him up into the sky."
The two archmages of Divine Truth tried to find joy in this difficult situation. Neither of them expected that this "ordinary encirclement" would result in them meeting the main forces of the Chaos Abyss and multiple Chaos Main Gods.
However, they weren't lying. If this was the Mage Country, if this was the mages' Cloud City, then with the strongest mage city in the land, even a Main God wouldn't have an easy time against it.
"Time is life on the battlefield, so let's cut to the chase … The Cloud City will take another twenty minutes to arrive. Anruo, when the time comes, you'll have to personally fulfill your promise. "
Amara, who had her eyes closed, directly tossed out astonishing information to the archmages. The archmages all paused in surprise for a moment before having different expressions. Some had expressions of sudden understanding, some had expressions of delight, and some were rather depressed.
Since the mages' highest organization was the Cloud City, it was naturally mobile. It was just that the Cloud City had never had a chance to act due to how powerful the Mage Country was.
When considering the Cloud City's tremendous size and mass, it was impossible for it to move quickly. The only possibility was that the Cloud City had set off first and arrived on the battlefield on time. The depressed archmages were obviously thinking about how they had been excluded from this information.
"Don't blame me for hiding this from you. We've always had many internal members. If we want to hide this from our enemies, we'll need to hide it from our own people first. Only a few people in the 'Inner Circle' know about this. "
Amara of "Star Revelation" explained this to the archmages.
Right after that, the archmages spread the news that the Cloud City was about to arrive to every warrior in the Mage Country. The news that reinforcements were about to arrive greatly boosted the mages' morale.
At this moment, Amara was looking at the pitch-black sky. There, an angel of light wielding a holy sword was currently engaged in a bitter battle against a powerful devil. Light and shadow intertwined, causing everything to become hazy.
Black holes, the void, dimensional cracks, the Death Demon Zone, and other dimensional scenes. Their battlefield was probably the most dangerous of all.
Light and shadow were being torn apart. Two winged bearers were doing their best to steal control of the light. They were fighting to the death in a way that no one could understand.
Perhaps no one would be able to understand such a battlefield. But, at the very least, they were evenly matched.
Without a doubt, the rumors that had been viewed as nonsense were now true. The strongest Holy Knight with a mortal body was now an existence capable of directly fighting against a Main God.
Amara, who had experienced countless lifetimes, couldn't help but sigh at the battle before her.
"Humans are truly the most inconceivable of creatures. Back in the day, he was just a brat about the same age as Marguerite. It's only been a hundred years, and he's actually reached such a level."
As Marguerite's teacher, although Amara had high hopes for Roland back in the day, she had never expected that he would reach such a level.
Yet, she didn't have much time to sigh. Perhaps the situation on the battlefield caused the Cloud City's bearers to speed up. Sunlight shone through the torn black clouds as a beautiful city descended from the sky.
"Begin the counterattack! Show them the mages' power! Show them the power of mortals! "
It was unknown who shouted this first, but numerous "fireworks" and "lanterns" began to illuminate the entire world.
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