Archangel Tyrael saw how the Dragon God used the super healing potion, but he had forgotten about its existence after so many years of slumber.
The super healing potion shouldn't exist in this world. It could heal anyone regardless of rank and injury. It had to be the law of a world.
He had only seen the super healing potion in the Dark World. How could the Dragon God have something like this?
He couldn't help but think of the infernal demon. He thought of the young wizard who was with the infernal demon. He thought of the familiar feeling that the young wizard gave him.
Suddenly, he turned around and looked into the distance. There was a young divine dragon standing in the air behind the Doomsday Defense Wall. Although he had scanned it with his special energy, he still remembered its face.
When he saw the god-rank wizards and god-rank dragons, he didn't pay much attention to them. At that time, his attention was on the two most powerful beings.
But after seeing the 'super healing potion', he had a flash of inspiration. He finally understood why he felt a sense of familiarity when he saw the young Divine Dragon.
It was the face of the young wizard that was with the infernal demon. If this was just a coincidence, then was the super healing potion in the hands of the Dragon God a coincidence as well?
He wasn't as confident in this battle as before. One side had the super healing potion, and the other side didn't. His power of light was strong, but it wasn't invincible.
He was the kind of person who would do anything he wanted. If he wasn't confident in fighting, then he would just stop.
Archangel Tyrael swung the longbow of light forward, and it turned into dozens of flying daggers of light, covering the area in front of him.
Of course, since these light blades didn't contain the power of the soul, they couldn't be compared to the arrow just now.
That arrow was the result of his countless battles. It combined his power of the soul with the power of light and turned it into a powerful, super fast attack.
This attack could even affect space, so wizards couldn't move in a flash. Once it was unleashed, it would be a sure-kill.
That arrow was powerful, but of course, it had its flaws. Even with Archangel Tyrael's soul, it would take a few days to recover if he wanted to use the same attack again.
Furthermore, he couldn't use this kind of attack too often. The constant consumption of his soul would cause the strength of his soul to decrease, which would directly cause his strength to suffer.
Dozens of light-powered flying daggers flew out, forcing the Dragon God into a defensive stance once more. Meanwhile, Archangel Tyrael arrived before the forty Divine Knights. With a wave of his hand, the forty Divine Knights disappeared.
He then charged towards the Wall of Doomsday, towards the eighteen God-ranked wizards, the four God-ranked dragons, and Abel.
"Demon from beyond, how dare you!" Wizard Basham didn't expect Tyrael to be so cowardly. He didn't expect Tyrael to be so cowardly.
He waved his hand, and 200 bolts of lightning flew out from the real world and chased after Tyrael.
Against an extremely fast opponent like Tyrael, lightning spells were the best way to attack. As for fire and ice spells, even if they were used, they wouldn't be able to catch up to Tyrael's speed.
Tyrael also sensed the incoming bolts of lightning, but he didn't turn around. Instead, he scanned the Nation of God with his power of the Will, and a giant rock appeared behind him. It blocked the path of the 200 bolts of lightning.
Although the 200 bolts of lightning were powerful, they couldn't do much to a rock that didn't conduct electricity. The most they could do was make a small dent on the rock.
The greatest destructive power of lightning spells came from the penetrative power of the lightning, as well as the paralyzing effect of the lightning. All of these had no effect on the huge rock.
Wizard Basham realized that his 200 bolts of lightning were all blocked by a giant rock. His eyes were filled with shock.
Every rock, every inch of land, and every drop of water in the real world was formed by their master's energy and had been stabilized and strengthened for countless years. Almost no Deity would use material objects in the real world to affect the real world.
This kind of behavior was simply a consumption of the real world. It was consuming the origin of the real world.
Most importantly, this kind of behavior didn't have much effect. The effect of physical attacks was far inferior to the attack power of energy generated by the rules.
However, Tyrael was different. The Nation of God wasn't formed by his energy. It was just a trick. Also, the Nation of God was just too big. One less rock wouldn't affect it at all.
When the Archangel Tyrael charged towards the Celestials, their eyes were filled with shock. However, they knew very well that escaping from a Level 45 Celestial would be an extremely difficult task.
No matter how fast Instantaneous Movement was, it couldn't compare to the speed of the aura. The aura of Level 45 was enough to suppress Deities like them.
Tyrael's target was Abel. He needed to capture Abel when the hell demon wasn't around. He wanted Abel to answer the question in his heart.
Just as he approached the Doomsday Defense Wall, a defensive barrier rose up from the Doomsday Defense Wall and sealed off his path.
He didn't even stop and directly crashed into the defensive barrier. The moment he crashed into it, the Power of Light in his body flashed, and the defensive barrier was like a silver needle piercing through a piece of paper. It didn't obstruct him at all.
This was the difference in energy. When the Doomsday Defense Wall was designed, its energy barrier could block a God-rank attack, but Tyrael was no ordinary God-rank. His power of light was no ordinary energy.
Just as he penetrated the Doomsday Defense Wall, he was less than 500 meters away from the Pantheon. The Pantheon thought that the Doomsday Defense Wall would provide a safety barrier, but it was useless.
The Doomsday Defense Wall, a fortification that the Wizard Union had spent a lot of effort on and claimed to be the strongest defense in the world, was just a joke in front of absolute power.
By this point, the eighteen god-rank wizards had already reacted. They activated their "instantaneous movement" and retreated.
The 4 god-rank dragons were not as fast as the god-rank wizards, so they were left behind. Abel was the one at the very back, but he didn't panic as he kept retreating.
"Roar!" The Dragon God knew that Abel's rank was very high, but he didn't think that Abel would be able to fight against Tyrael, who had a lot of battle experience. Therefore, when he saw this unexpected situation, he immediately transformed into his giant dragon form.
It was a hundred-meter long golden dragon. Its scales shone brightly under the sunlight.
At the same time, as soon as Tyrael rushed through the Doomsday Defense Wall, his aura surged out like a tidal wave.
Everything within a twenty kilometer radius was within the range of his aura. There was no way the god-rank wizards would be able to escape in a short amount of time. After the first "instantaneous movement," they all froze in the air.
If it wasn't for the fact that their bodies had the ability to float, they would have fallen to the ground due to the suppression of the pressure.
Every single one of them was struggling. They knew the difference in power between them and Tyrael, but they still tried their best.
The four god-tier giant dragons all transformed into their giant dragon forms, and Elder Eugene stood in front of Abel.
Although the four dragons were suppressed, they could still make small movements in their giant dragon forms. It was at this moment that the giant dragon form showed its strength.
"Elder Abel, run! I'll stop him!" Elder Eugene's eyes were bloodshot as he yelled.
Elder Carlos, Elder Alma, and Elder Mumford didn't say anything. They also stood in front of Abel. Their eyes flashed with desperation as they looked at Tyrael.
The dragons had to protect Abel even if they had to all die. Abel was the hope of the dragons. He was the next most powerful being.
They also knew that as long as they could hold on for a second, the dragon god would come to their aid. By then, Abel would be safe.
When Wizard Basham saw the unity of the dragons and the chaos of the wizard union, he couldn't help but feel helpless. He disappeared and chased after Tyrael.
The Dragon God was even faster. His huge draconic body flashed at the 'Doomsday Defensive Wall' and then disappeared again.
However, no matter how fast they were, they couldn't be faster than Tyrael, who was determined to catch Abel. He wanted to kill all the other gods as soon as he caught Abel.
As the face of Abel became clearer and clearer in his eyes, he saw Abel smiling at him.
There was no trace of fear or dread in that smile. There was only the excitement of seeing a prey.
Abel didn't want to run. When he saw Tyrael coming, he was only thinking about whether he should fight Tyrael himself or summon his follower.
After thinking for a bit, he scanned the portal beast ring with his power of the Will. The "little brother" in the portal beast ring was ready to fight. It stepped out of the portal beast ring and appeared in front of Abel and the four divine dragons.
Archangel Tyrael sensed the evil power of darkness, which was the natural enemy of his power of light. He also saw his' little brother '.
Since the "follower" wasn't wearing any golden dragon scales, it was still in its divine form.
Tyrael suddenly stopped. At such a close distance, he knew that the hell demon was not going to be easy to deal with. He had to be careful.
At that moment, the dragon god landed beside the "follower." Its giant body blocked all the gods behind it. At the same time, it also cut off the pressure of Tyrael.
The eighteen wizards recovered from the pressure. They knew that they couldn't run anymore. The only ones who could protect them were the dragon god and Wizard Basham, so they flashed back to the dragon god.
The dragon god suddenly asked, "Abel, do you need me to help you?"
No one understood what he meant, but Abel knew what he was trying to say.
The dragon god already saw Abel as an existence on the same level as himself. He knew the pride of the most powerful, so he had to ask Abel if he wanted to help the "follower."
Abel spoke softly, "Let the" follower "try, Mr. Dragon God."
The dragon god replied without hesitation, "Ok."
The four dragons were very curious, especially Elder Eugene. He was very close to Abel. If they weren't in a battlefield, he would've asked Abel about it.
The expressions of the eighteen God-Rank wizards changed. Everyone could tell that the Dragon God was asking for an equal opinion.
At that moment, Wizard Basham also appeared beside the dragon god. He looked at the "follower" suspiciously. The evil dark energy inside the "follower" couldn't be hidden from him.
He saw that the dragon god didn't move, "Who is he?"
The dragon god smiled, "This is Abel's" follower. "Abel wants the" follower "to fight the demon from beyond."
How could he not be proud? The power of the dragons had long surpassed the wizard union. Including the "follower," they now had three of the most powerful beings.
"Abel …" Wizard Basham murmured to himself as he gazed at Abel behind him, "Little brother."
On the battlefield, neither archangel Tyrael nor the "follower" made a move. They both knew how powerful the other was.
Abel spoke softly, "Umm, let's back off a bit. The way the" follower "fights is a bit rough."
The dragon god heard him and yelled, "Back off! Back off a bit!"
If it wasn't for Wizard Basham, the 18 God rank wizards wouldn't have stayed here, so they were more than willing to retreat.
Wizard Basham and the Dragon God also took a few steps back. About 500 meters, they stopped. They thought they could handle the aftermath of the battle at this distance.
Abel and the four dragon elders stood behind the dragon god while the other eighteen wizards stood two thousand meters away. Each of them had a "move in a flash" spell rune flashing in their hands.
If anything went wrong, they could use the "move in a flash." With two of the most powerful beings standing between them and archangel Tyrael, they could still escape with their lives.
Wizard Basham didn't even want to talk to those wizards. The wizard union was too complicated, and they didn't have the courage to die for others.
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