The vast and diverse worlds converged in clusters.
In the endless void, a full-scale war was taking place in a vast cluster of worlds.
Two civilizations of different races, different evolutionary directions, different world cognition, and different historical development, a full-scale war where the winner was king.
The Wizard Alliance, led by the Sorcerer Civilization, and the Metal Destroyer Civilization created by Vatti's quantum technology, a full-scale war between the two!
The will of war had long spread to the nearby clusters of worlds along with the collapse of thousands of worlds between the two. Everyone in the big and small worlds felt insecure and tried their best to avoid being affected by the war.
However, in the depths of the void, there were also pairs of greedy eyes peeking over, letting out a low rumble, greedy for the massive resources occupied by both sides, rubbing their claws, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
…
The Tianshan Sea World.
The defensive war against the invasion had lasted for three years, and a large number of Sorcerer Legions were buried in this medium-sized world.
"Tell me, how many legions do we have in this world? What about the other camps? How long before the more powerful Sorcerers promised by the Alliance arrive! What about the Sorcerer World's Destiny Lever rule? What about our Celestial Sorcerer, the Eternal Dominator! "
The deafening roar of anxiety echoed in this part of the valley.
They were surrounded by towering mountains. The peaks of the mountains, which were once covered in snow all year round, could no longer be seen. It was as if they had been destroyed by an astonishing force that surpassed natural disasters. A large number of rocks on the mountain ridge had collapsed and rolled down, completely flattened.
On the relatively gentle slopes, the lush green grass that was once brushed by the sea breeze was replaced by craters that emitted thick smoke. Black smoke rose into the sky, it was the debris of the Void Mothership, mixed with the flesh and blood of a large number of slave legions, as well as fragments of sorcerer robes.
Between the mountains, on the only relatively flat valley, more than a hundred Sorcerers and more than a thousand Fanged Giants with steel axes were scattered around.
Bang!
The battle axe in the hand of the King of Fanged Giants fell to the ground, and soil splattered everywhere with a bang. The five-meter-tall sturdy and strong body only had an animal skin short skirt tied around its waist. Its green skin was covered with scars, and the metal earrings on its ears made crisp clanking sounds.
At this time, the King of Fanged Giants, which was being stared at by many Fanged Giants, let out low panting sounds deep in its throat. Its eyes were ruthless, and the unavoidable death battle filled it with irritation, as if it was about to lose all rationality.
Clack, clack, clack …
The other side.
His pale palm was slightly dirty, and his slender index finger was burning with a greenish-gray magic flame. The gray-robed sorcerer was squatting on the ground. He was drawing magic runes on a crude altar made of stones and bones. Magic stones of different attributes were inserted into the cracks of the altar, emitting a strange and ominous aura. The crude altar was releasing a mysterious power that belonged to the sorcerers who pried the rules.
"Hmph, are you afraid?"
The mysterious sorcerer did not even lift his head as he laughed in a low, hoarse voice. It was as if he did not care about the furious Tusked Giant that was just inches away from him.
Wisdom and erudition coexisted with cruelty and ruthlessness.
"No! The Fanged Giants would not fear them! Even if the robots win, the Fanged Giants will not go extinct. We can still survive and reproduce in the colony, but it is impossible for you wizards. Magi, you are the ones who should be afraid! "
The Fanged Giant King saw that the Stigmata Sorcerer and the hundreds of other low-level sorcerers present were surprisingly calm. He could not help but force himself to calm down and conceal his ugly barbaric image.
"Hmph, you are afraid. I have fully felt your fear and uneasiness from the sweat secreted from your skin, from your heartbeat and breathing, from your panicked eyes. Under your strong physique, your heart is a helpless stray dog shivering in the cold winter, using your crazy barking to hide your inner timidity. "
"What did you say!"
With a loud bang, the Fanged Giant King pulled out the battle axe, and the entire ground seemed to tremble. The simple altar that was hastily put together shook slightly, and as a large number of magic runes moved on it, it finally stabilized.
"Sorcerer, do you want to use your sorcery to bear the wrath of the Fanged Giants!?"
"Come at me if you dare to break the rules of the alliance. If you dare not, then get out of my way and shut your stinky mouth. Don't dirty my magic altar! "
With undisguised disdain, the small figure of the Stigmata Sorcerer walked past in front of the Fanged Giant King. He let the heavy breathing behind him almost explode, but he did not care at all.
In the end, the Stigmata Sorcerer walked around the simple altar again and again. The Fanged Giant King with the steel battle axe did not make any excessive reaction. It was afraid, afraid of the deterrence of the Wizard Alliance treaty rules.
This was the power of the rules!
Suddenly, among the hundreds of silent sorcerers, a Level-3 Great Sorcerer with a Dry Bone Magic Staff trembled in silence. He flew out from the hundreds of sorcerers around the simple altar and came to the side of the Stigmata Sorcerer who was setting up the altar.
"Respected Wicked Words Stigmata Sorcerer, the detective team in the southeast found the metal robot legion."
The Level-3 Great Sorcerer swallowed his saliva and then added, "A large number of metal robot legion, we …"
The Stigmata Sorcerer who was setting up the altar and the Fanged Giant King at the side stared at the crystal ball light screen at the same time. Nearly a hundred and more than two thousand Void Motherships covered the sky. The densely packed robot legion surged like a tide, casting their shadows on the ground.
Even through the crystal ball light screen, the Fanged Giant King could feel the oppression and despair.
"Gulp, the Mysterious Crystal Terminator."
The scene on the crystal ball light screen was taken from the ground. Looking up at the huge legion with the vision of prying eyes, it allowed the crowd to more directly experience the impact.
And right in front of this legion, was a Mysterious Crystal Terminator that emitted a pink luster!
The Fanged Giant King seemed to have lost the will to resist for a moment. The battle axe in its hand once again fell to the ground with a bang. It wanted to lift it again several times, but it was so powerless.
The horror of the Mysterious Crystal Terminator was the nightmare of the Wizard Alliance on the battlefield. For thousands of years, many World Lords and Stigmata Sorcerers of the Wizard Alliance had fallen under the hands of the Mysterious Crystal Terminator.
"Hmph, after losing three great world positions in succession, the Metal Destroyer Civilization's overall war is no longer able to compete with the Wizard Alliance. Do you expect to reverse the war through local advantages?"
Wicked Words Stigmata Sorcerer glanced at the crystal ball light screen and continued to accumulate the altar.
"Fanged Giant King, to tell you the truth, the nearby worlds are worse than here. The nearby void has been completely surrounded by these metal robot legions. We have no hope. However, instead of despair and fear here, it is better to try to cause more damage to these robots. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, it is much better than your despair. Sorcerers will never give up until the last moment! "
Accompanied by a sudden roar from Wicked Words Stigmata Sorcerer, a drop of blood with the aura of death appeared between his fingers and dripped onto the center of the altar.
Crackle!
Above the altar, a thunderbolt shot straight into the sky. On the sunny day, suddenly the wind and clouds surged. Large dark clouds swept and spread, and then formed a huge dark cloud vortex that was constantly expanding.
"Huh? It's a success! "
Wicked Words Stigmata Sorcerer exclaimed in disbelief. Then he clearly felt that this vortex seemed to be bigger than the summoning power more than two thousand years ago. From behind the unknown power of space and time, Wicked Words Stigmata Sorcerer actually felt a desire!
It was the last attempt of several desperate escapes, but such a change happened.
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