"Be careful, these two are the true bodies of the gods. They're not the same as the clones you fought before … Be careful!" As if worried that Grimm and the others would underestimate their enemies and lose, the two Tier 5 Sorcerers stationed here hurriedly sent a message to Grimm and the others.
It was the first time Grimm and the others had stepped into a large-scale planar battlefield like this, so it was inevitable that they lacked experience. Only after hearing the other party's message did they raise their spirits and quickly cast defensive spells on themselves and their companions.
* Whoosh whoosh whoosh … *
Rays of dazzling light illuminated half of the sky. In the blink of an eye, Grim and the other two were surrounded by light. Layers upon layers of protective spells wrapped around them like colorful eggshells, protecting them tightly.
As a law-defying wizard, Grimm had always been the most powerful cannon on the battlefield. There was no need for him to fight the two orc gods. Hence, he hurriedly cast defensive spells on himself and started chanting spells like a gust of wind, preparing for a large-scale fire spell.
Artos and Bi Hua were accompanying him. One was a bloodline wizard, and the other was a body refinement wizard. Naturally, they were not to be outdone. As they prepared for battle, they slowly approached the battlefield.
Arturo roared as his eyes emitted a cold, dark green light. His entire body suddenly swelled up and strengthened. His nose and chin protruded forward, and four pairs of sharp fangs emerged from his mouth. Sharp claws grew on his hands and feet.
Glossy black fur quickly grew on his body, and a strange spiral horn suddenly appeared on his forehead. When the strange horn lit up, Antuso's tall demonic wolf body gradually became transparent. Then, he completely hid himself.
Demonic Spectral Wolf!
Artos actually had the extremely strange bloodline of the demonic spectral wolf …
Meanwhile, the other Anatomy Refinery Sorcerer, Bi Hua, was roaring continuously. His body had also grown from 2 meters to 3 meters, the muscles all over his body bulging. Like a terrifying muscular giant, he pulled out a double-sided battle-axe from his back and grinned maliciously as he slowly stepped onto the battlefield.
The orc warriors that were crazily rushing into the light barrier jumped off the back of the pterosaurs and landed on the gray outer wall of Giant Rock Castle. They stepped on the rocks and charged towards the great wizards.
"Courting death!"
Arturo's disdainful sneer suddenly came from the void.
Immediately after, a transparent wolf-shaped shadow suddenly emerged from the Orc army. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Countless crisscrossing wolf claws slashed past, and all the Orc Warriors within a hundred meters of him were instantly sliced into countless pieces as if they were being sliced by invisible blades.
The Specter Demonic Wolf chuckled, and with a flicker, it appeared in the middle of another group of beastmen warriors. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. Another wave of wolf claws danced in the air, and in the blink of an eye, this team of Orcs was also annihilated.
This group of Beastmen also included a Type 3 Beastman powerhouse.
Unfortunately, in the face of the absolute difference in strength, it was just like the low-tier Orcs, unable to resist for even a second longer before turning into a pile of corpses on the ground.
"Little ones, spread out! Let me see if these two fellows are as powerful as they think they are! "Seeing his subordinates being slaughtered, Haystock was the first to lose his patience.
Haystock, the God of Tyranny, looked like an abnormally tall and majestic Orc. He was at least ten meters tall, and the joints of his hands and feet were abnormally thick. The muscles on his body were so sturdy that it sent chills down one's spine. He wore a simple battle robe made of animal hide, and his right arm was exposed. He held a mace in his left hand, and a flail in his right. The aura he gave off was that of a berserker.
As he had a special domain of war, the God of Tyranny, Haystock, was a very competent commander on the battlefield. As soon as he gave the order, the Orcs, who had been filled with rage just a moment ago, quickly scattered to the sides, leaving enough space for the few powerhouses to fight.
Under the disbelieving gazes of Grimm and the rest, Haystock swayed his huge body, ignoring the huge difference in numbers between him and the enemy, and took the initiative to attack the Physique Refinement Sorcerer, Bi Hua.
One was a huge Orc that was ten meters tall, and the other was a Physique Refinement Sorcerer that was three meters tall. Both of them walked the path of violence, and the difference in strength was not too great. However, once the battle began, the terrifying difference in strength was immediately revealed.
With a charge, Haystock's mace and flail collided with Bi Hua's double-sided battle axe.
Both of them bent their bodies at the same time, the muscles on their arms bulging. Incomparably violent strength passed through the weapons in their hands, madly colliding in the middle of the battlefield. Bi Hua, who was obviously at a disadvantage, had a change of expression. Before the stalemate lasted more than three seconds, he was sent flying by the surging force.
He left a long trail of afterimages in the air, and like a bowling ball that had been sent flying, he smashed into the wall of one of the subsidiary buildings of Giant Rock Castle.
With a loud bang that made everyone's eyes twitch, a large hole was formed in the wall, and Bi Hua instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.
* Hiss … *
Grimm, who was rapidly casting spells, could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. This was the first time he had truly experienced the terror of a god's main body.
Although Grimm had never come into contact with a god's main body before, he had fought with a god's clone. He had thought that since they were both at grade 5, their strength was about the same, and that there was nothing to fear.
However, today, he had truly experienced the huge difference between a god's main body and a god's clone.
They were simply not on the same level!
A god's main body wielded a divine weapon that was most suitable for their fighting style, but the god's clones he had encountered in the past were mostly unarmed. A god's main body was supported by a powerful divinity, and could draw a large amount of divine force from a faraway divine kingdom. A god's clone, on the other hand, was mostly made up of divinity fragments, and their strength was only a fraction of the main body's.
If one took into account the bonus of divinity and divinity, the difference in strength between the two would be even greater.
Hence, even though they were both at grade 5, Haystock was still able to send Bi Hua flying out of the battlefield in a single exchange.
Fortunately, Bi Hua was also a powerful grade 5. Although he had lost to Haystock, who had a halo of power, he did not suffer too much damage.
"Roar …"
With an enraged roar, Bi Hua once again transformed into a human head cannonball within the broken cave, dragging a series of afterimages behind him as he once again charged towards Haystock.
Another spectral wolf, Antuso, silently appeared behind Hastok. Two sharp front claws tore through the void and swiped at Hastok's back.
A pincer attack!
Although the two of them had never worked together and did not have much chemistry, as Grade 5 Magi, they were still capable of such simple coordination.
At this moment, Grimm had also finished casting his fire spell. He held a berserk spell in his hand, narrowing his eyes as he observed the battlefield, waiting for the best moment to attack.
Facing a pincer attack from two Magi of the same rank, Haystock did not panic or fear in the slightest. Instead, he laughed coldly a few times. His body shook, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a strange form with six arms.
The six arms held six strangely shaped weapons: a greatsword, a scimitar, a single-sided axe, a flail, a spiked mace, and a cross pickaxe. Looking at the strange lustre on their surfaces, it was obvious that they were six low-grade divine weapons with different effects.
Although the ranks of the six divine weapons were not high, they were still divine weapons. They had the power to break through all elemental barriers and cut through all physical defences.
After the transformation, Heystock's body began to spin rapidly. His six arms grasped six strange divine weapons, and he attacked the Anatomy Refinery Sorcerer and the demonic spirit wolf that were closing in on him.
The two, who had originally wanted to pincer attack, did not expect such a turn of events. In the blink of an eye, they were caught unprepared. The two desperately attacked the huge body of their opponent, and at the same time, they did their best to dodge the terrifying divine weapons that dazzled their eyes.
However, the six divine weapons rolled over like a wheel. They could not dodge this one, dodge that one, dodge that one, dodge that one, dodge this one … The two Magi bitterly held on for seven seconds. One after another, different divine weapons hit their shields, and they turned into meteors that flew into the sky, disappearing from sight.
Of course, fighting two Magi of the same rank at the same time did not come without paying a price.
At the same time that the two Magi were sent flying, dense claw marks suddenly appeared on his body, as well as two huge bone-deep wounds. However, such an injury could only be regarded as a minor injury on his ten-meter-tall God Body, and with a dazzling golden light rolling over his God Body, those minor injuries instantly disappeared, and the two axe marks also quickly healed.
Haystock laughed sinisterly, shaking the divine weapon in his hand. He planned to target the weaker spectral wolf and chase it to death. However, before he could move, a violent ball of flames flew over and engulfed his body in an instant.
Since he had already opened fire, Grim did not hold back any longer.
His body suddenly expanded to ten meters tall, and golden flames rose around him. He stood rooted to the ground, waving his hands continuously. One golden fireball after another containing inextinguishable flames shot towards the God of Tyrant like a barrage of cannons.
Bang bang bang …
This kind of attack was simply unstoppable!
At this moment, Grim had already turned into a humanoid catapult. One after another, violent fireballs with long golden tails cut through the void, bombarding the place where the God of Tyrant was standing.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the place became a terrifying sea of fire …
With a violent roar, Haystock waved his divine weapon and rushed out of the sea of fire. There were traces of burns on his body, but the golden flames that followed were blocked by a dense layer of divine light at a distance of three meters, unable to touch his body in the slightest.
Divine Barrier!
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