Normally, a great wizard would not die so easily.
After all, Wizards had too many strange spells that could deflect damage or substitute death to protect them. Even in the face of certain death, they still had a lot of tricks up their sleeves to survive.
However, these were useless in front of the God of Massacre.
The malevolent-looking giant double-sided axe that was filled with the aura of slaughter and destruction seemed to have the terrifying effect of annihilating souls. All the wizards who were hit by the axe would have their bodies explode, and their souls would not be able to escape. They could only let out a shrill scream and become a bloody sacrifice for the opponent.
Hit, split body, annihilate soul …
Not to mention anything else, just by looking at it, Grim could name the three rules of this giant axe in one breath. He did not know the rules of the axe, nor did he know how many hidden rules it had.
As a body-refining wizard, Colin already had an immortal body. However, in front of the giant axe, he did not even have the chance to resist. He was chopped to death by the axe.
The second unlucky sacrifice was the great wizard Sala.
Seeing Colin's miserable state, the great wizard Sala had already fled far away.
Unfortunately, he did not run fast enough, nor did he run far enough!
The giant axe pierced through the sky, broke through the void, and crossed a distance of more than ten miles, directly landing on the back of the Great Wizard Sala. The witchcraft shield, elemental barrier, magic protection, and even the rule of the barrier outside his body were like soap bubbles, pierced by the old and simple giant axe.
As soon as the giant axe hit him, the great wizard Sala's body disintegrated like a criminal being dismembered by five horses. His soul did not even have the time to scream before it was swallowed by the giant axe.
In mid-air, scattered flesh and tattered wizard robes fell from the sky, mixed with broken witchcraft ornaments and two or three tools shining with strong magical light.
The great wizard Sala had fallen!
After recalling the giant axe, the tall orc swept his eyes around and quickly locked on the figures of the two remaining great wizards.
Grim and Rick.
As for the great wizard Gabriel, he did not hesitate to escape the moment the tall orc appeared.
Grimm and Rick were both tripped by their opponents and had yet to escape more than a hundred miles away. However, they had split up and were already close to 100 miles away from the Orc Main Shrine.
Once he exceeded a hundred miles and left the Orc Main Temple's blessing range, the God of Massacre, Garen Akadas, who had suddenly appeared in his true form, would not be able to maintain his Level Seven True God powers. He would also be strongly suppressed by the Plane's rules.
Therefore, the two great wizards, Grim and Rick, were flying with all their might, trying their best to reach the line of life and death!
The God of Massacre Garen frowned slightly.
86 kilometers and 93 kilometers.
The remaining two Grand Sorcerers were close to the limit of their divine power attack. With their speed, it seemed that only one of them could survive.
With a sweep of his eyes, Garen quickly locked onto Grimm.
It couldn't be helped, as Grimm had suddenly unleashed his power before he left and killed an Earth Prophet in such a short time. A Tier 5 Earth Prophet with intelligence wasn't much, but such an act still exposed his formidable combat potential.
The other great wizard, Rick, had barely caused any damage to the Dark Demon Dragon …
After comparing the two, Garen, the Tier 7 God of Massacre, did not hesitate to set his third and final target on Grimm.
Exhaling, Garen shook his wrist with all his might and got into a throwing position. The giant double-sided axe immediately broke through the void and quickly chased after Grimm.
Grimm, who was still flying above the Central Mountain Range, suddenly felt a chill in his body and the chip in his mind immediately issued a shrill warning.
[Warning, warning, strange divine sense locked on … Attack will arrive in 1, 27 seconds!]
"Can I defend?" Grimm quickly communicated with the chip in his mind.
"With the witchcraft defense and rule power that my body has mastered, I can't defend against this level of Master Divine Weapon … Once the Master Divine Weapon attacks my body, my chances of survival will be zero …"
"Using Fire Clones to escape?"
"Ineffective!"
"Flame Leap?"
"Ineffective!"
"Using the Book of Darkness and Vulcan Orb to block it?"
"Ineffective!"
"Don't tell me it's ineffective. Tell me a way to survive!"
"Rule Fusion!"
"Rule Fusion? You've already analysed all the knowledge about rule movement? "
"Rule Movement analysis progress at 31% … My current knowledge is not enough to allow my body to complete a complete rule movement. However, I can barely allow my body to carry out a limited rule fusion … However, forcefully fusing the rules will bring about extremely serious repercussions. Please be careful! "
"Careful my ass … I'm about to die, why would I care about repercussions … Immediately … Immediately … Now … Give me the rule fusion!" Grimm was practically roaring as he issued his last order.
Although he did not hear any wind or sense any foreign objects approaching, Grimm's soul had strangely gone berserk. He could already faintly sense the approach of death, and could even smell the murderous and brutal aura on the edge of the giant axe.
The Book of Darkness and Vulcan Orb that were hidden in Grimm's body while he was running for his life surged with the power of the rule, and it quickly covered his entire body.
In the next second, Grimm's body that was flying swiftly in the sky suddenly stopped for a moment, and then continued to fly away at an extraordinary speed.
Garen, who was standing silently in front of the Orc Main Temple, was stunned. He raised his head, and his fierce and cruel eyes pierced through space and landed somewhere in the distance.
Just now, that inconspicuous little Sorcerer had used some kind of method to get rid of the Divine Telekinesis lock, and disappeared for an indiscernible moment.
"He integrated himself into the rules of the plane system, and used the plane system to avoid the Divine Telekinesis lock?" Garen's ugly and ferocious face revealed a hint of a sinister smile. "How dare you play this trick in front of me, you're courting death!"
And ninety-seven miles away, the giant double-sided axe that flew out of the Void and went straight through Grimm's Soul Shadow did not hit his body.
However, as Garen let out a muffled groan from afar, the giant double-sided ax suddenly erupted with an incomparably tyrannical Divine Power Ripple, shattering all the Plane Laws within a radius of tens of miles, turning it into a complete mess.
Meanwhile, Grimm, who had forcefully integrated himself into the rules, appeared from the Void, bathed in blood. Being forced out of the law system by the chaotic power of the rules had caused him to suffer unspeakably terrifying damage.
His body looked fine on the surface, but everything inside had been turned upside down. All of his flesh, bones, veins, and organs were no longer in their original positions, and had appeared randomly in any part of his body.
Perhaps this was not the scary part, but the scary part was that every piece of his flesh and skin had been infected by the distorted and mutated power of the rules. The current Grimm, if not for the protection of the Book of Darkness and the Fire God's Orb, preventing his soul from becoming chaotic, he would have completely mutated into a pile of flesh and blood monsters that had lost their intelligence.
A hundred miles away, the Level Seven God of Massacre, Garen, who stood in front of the Orc Main Temple, reached out and caught the giant axe that had been summoned back. Sensing the life aura that had suddenly appeared a hundred miles away, Garen's eyes turned sinister, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.
"Not dead? How is that possible? A mere Level Five Sorcerer was able to escape my strangulation of rules? That's impossible! "Garen was also extremely surprised.
To be honest, with his Level Seven True God combat strength, killing a few low-level Sorcerers was a piece of cake, so how could there be any accidents? Hence, when the axe had been swung out just now, Garen really did not care too much.
He did not even care too much about the little Sorcerer who had merged with the rules, and just casually dismissed him.
Hence, when that little Sorcerer's soul aura reappeared, even Garen was slightly surprised. Just as he tried to lock onto the other's aura again, that little worm had already escaped the range of his Divine Telekinesis without hesitation.
This strange change made Garen a little irritated.
Damn it, these little worms from the Sorcerer Civilization were really cunning, to be able to escape even like this.
Garen's expression could not help but turn gloomy.
Behind him, the Orc High Priest, whose body had already become extremely weak, walked out of the temple with a wooden staff, and knelt down in fear and trepidation.
"Great God Garen, it was this subordinate's incompetence, I could not block the Sorcerers' attacks, so you were forced to reveal your true form. This is this subordinate's sin, please punish me! "
Garen did not turn around, but his gaze swept across the devastated and disorderly Central Mountain Range. The joint attack of several Great Sorcerers had brought an unimaginably terrifying disaster to this Orc Holy Land.
Even with Garen's powerful Divine Telekinesis, he could still sense the miserable and withered life aura near the Orc Temple. After this disaster, it would be a miracle if even half of the original three hundred thousand Orc elites in the Central Mountain Range could survive.
The elite beastmen here were all devout believers of God!
As one of Garen's only seven Planes of Faith, this kind of loss could be considered a heavy one, and it would also affect the supply of Divine Power to a certain extent.
If this was a normal time, perhaps he could slowly make up for it. But at this juncture where the battle with the Sorcerers was so intense, the weakening of Divine Power was not a good sign!
Garen's expression was normal, and he said sternly, "This time it's not your fault, it's a plot by the Sorcerers. The Panda Plane is being besieged by the Sorcerers, I took the time to rush back, and I must rush back now. As for the remaining Sorcerers, you guys hurry up and gather your strength to chase them out. Remember, you must guard this temple, I will temporarily leave the projection here for a while … "
The Orc High Priest hurriedly crouched on the ground, obeying the order in panic.
The Panda Plane … That seemed to be the Origin Plane of the God of Hatred, Enus!
If any accident were to happen there, it would not just be a matter of Enus losing one or two clones, but a major event that could cause the fall of his main body and his God Kingdom.
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