There were no traces of the battle in the sky, and it was difficult to see what was going on.
But every dozen or so seconds, there would be a deafening roar or roar from the clouds high above. What followed would inevitably be a strange change in the weather.
At some point in time, the full moon in the sky had also turned dark red and cold. A large mass of dark clouds that were as thick as ink shrouded around it, as if it was going to swallow it whole.
Grimm furrowed his brows as he examined the situation, a sense of danger surfacing in his heart.
In his mind, the A.I. Chip was operating at full capacity, carefully monitoring any strange movements in the sky. The black and green pillars of light constantly waxed and waned, representing the density and activity of the strange magical elements in the sky.
The two light pillars could generally maintain a balanced state, but every now and then, there would be large fluctuations and fluctuations. Whenever the green pillar of light had an overwhelming advantage, the full moon in the sky would become cold and murderous, its brilliance boundless. When the black pillar of light had the advantage, the full moon would dim, becoming hazy and illusory.
However, what worried Grim the most was that after 30 minutes of stalemate, the green light was gradually suppressing the black light, and it was getting stronger and stronger.
At this moment, Grimm looked into the distance. The large moon in the sky seemed to be right in front of him, rays of bright moonlight falling on his body, hindering the circulation of his mental energy and wizard power.
A strange feeling of disgust passed through the moonlight and entered his mind, giving him a sudden epiphany.
This world seemed to be rejecting him in disgust!
It was not just him. All of the Dark Witches, Witches of Destiny, and Magi of the Crimson Family were being rejected by the world. This rejection gradually turned from an illusory feeling to a strange and clear spiritual imprint, firmly locked onto their bodies, making it difficult for them to focus on the battle.
It seemed that the Moonlight Goddess had already sent a portion of her spiritual consciousness into this world, causing the laws of the plane to reject and reject foreign invaders.
This would further break the balance of power between the elves and the witches!
It seemed that if he did not use his trump card, today's plan to lure the enemy would become a suicidal one.
Grim turned around without hesitation and left the frontline.
"Cover me, I'm going to …" Grim whispered to Alice and took out a palm-sized azure scale. Holding it in his hand, he began to chant a long, complicated, and obscure spell.
The strange incantation was inconspicuous on the battlefield, but for some reason, the moment Grimm started chanting the first line of the incantation, all the Tier 2 Elves could not help but turn their heads to look at him. Their faces were filled with shock.
This didn't look like a powerful offensive spell technique. Instead, it looked more like some kind of summoning technique from another world …
Only this type of summoning technique from another world could possibly trigger the power of the Laws of the Faern Plane, causing every elf present to feel the wrath and shock of the Plane's consciousness.
"Interrupt him …"
"We can't let him continue …"
"Let's attack together …"
The eleven consciousnesses communicated quickly on the mental plane and quickly reached an agreement.
In the next instant, the six Elven Sharpshooters stopped dodging and intercepting the Goblin Ripper's arrows. Instead, they stood in place and let out low growls. Magic Exploding Arrows rained down on the Balrog that Grimm had transformed into, one after another, as if they were free.
The two Claw Druid Masters, who had transformed into a Berserk Ape and a Violent Earth Bear, roared and charged forward once more. One of them desperately entangled the Balrog, while the other charged at the Goblin Ripper with thunderous footsteps.
The Silver Pegasus Knight and the Weapon Master were entangled by the dark mist of the Tier 2 Dark Witch, unable to break free. The remaining Weapon Master dashed forward with nimble steps, dodging the Combat Magic Machines that were charging at him. He seemed to be moving slowly, but he was actually moving very quickly towards Grim.
Tigole controlled the Goblin Ripper to desperately intercept the Magic Exploding Arrows fired by the Elf Sharpshooters while doing his best to deal with the troublesome Berserk Ape. He didn't have the time to stop the Weapon Master.
Grimm, who had transformed into a tall Balrog, stood there quietly, chanting a mysterious spell in a loud voice without any distractions. The incantation echoed in the air, forming a strange, rippling wormhole in front of the Balrog.
The spatial tremors caused by the wormhole became more frequent, and it also weakened the Plane's defenses. Through the slowly expanding wormhole, one could vaguely see the strange, illusory scenery of the other plane.
However, the Otherworld creature that Grim wanted to summon was obviously a big one. This small wormhole would not allow it to pass through smoothly. So as it struggled to squeeze into the Faern Plane through the wormhole, it roared loudly at Grimm in the draconic language.
Draconic language? Dragon?
All the elves present could not help but be shocked.
The huge black figure in the wormhole had not appeared in this plane yet, so it was difficult to see it clearly. However, the deafening roar of the dragon and the majestic draconic aura that it emitted revealed its identity.
Dragon …
The creature that wanted to appear in this plane through the wormhole was actually a Dragon!
Moreover, judging from the strength of the Draconic Aura, this was a terrifying Giant Dragon that was as high as Grade 3!
The high-grade elves present did not dare to ignore it. They increased their attacks, swearing to kill Grim before the Otherworld Summoning was completed.
Without the summoner, even if the Dragon appeared in this plane, it would quickly be suppressed by the plane and sent back to its original plane. This was the basic principle of the laws of the Material Plane, and all the elves present were naturally aware of it.
The weaponsmith killed two Magic Machines with five slashes in a row. He then dashed toward Grimm, who was right in front of him.
Unfortunately, right at this moment, a vast and indescribable lightning net quietly appeared in front of him, and then a tall and majestic figure blocked in front of him.
Draconian … It was the heavily injured Grade 2 Draconian!
Even at this moment, the Weapon Master could still clearly see the Draconian's body that was riddled with injuries and the huge, terrifying wound on his chest.
It was as if someone had used a huge dagger to stab it, and then ruthlessly split it open. The huge wound could not be healed with healing potions, and it could only forcefully close the wound so that the fragile internal organs would not be exposed.
The heavily injured Drakonid shielded Grimm from the enchanted arrows while glaring viciously at the Weapon Master who was charging at him. As he moved, purplish-black blood flowed out of his wounds once more.
"Zacha, don't waste your potion! Do you want to die on the battlefield? "Alice reprimanded loudly from afar.
Hearing Alice's reprimand, Draconian Zacha's two big and two small amber eyes revealed a look of pity. He took out a small potion bottle from his robes, pinched it open, and gulped it down in big mouthfuls.
As soon as the small bottle broke, the rich and refreshing nature energy immediately spread out, causing all the elves to look askance and become extremely angry.
"Moon Water …"
"It's Moon Water …"
"These damned blasphemers, they actually have Moon Water on them …"
As soon as the bottle of Moon Water entered his stomach, a vigorous and vast force of life burst out from Draconian Zacha's body. Almost in an instant, the green light of life flowed through every corner of Draconian Zacha's body, making him look like a new person. He no longer looked as weak as he was before.
The huge wound on his chest also quietly closed after the green light flowed. Azure dragon scales quickly grew on the rough skin, covering the wound once again.
Damn it … Damn it … Damn it …
All the elves started cursing in their hearts.
This healing potion that should have belonged to the elves had now appeared in the hands of the enemy. This … How could they accept this!
After a moment of shock, the Weapon Master and the recovered Draconian Zacha began fighting.
On the other hand, the Wind Wizard Deseira, Medusa, the Three-headed Hellhound Anguja, and the Poison Centipede Endor surrounded Grimm, using their unique skills to block the Magic Exploding Arrows that were as dense as locusts.
However, at this moment, a green halo that was so powerful that it caused one's heart to palpitate suddenly erupted from the sky. Immediately afterward, the Tier 3 Dark Witch Ulthar let out a mournful cry and fell from the sky.
However, Ulthar barely managed to stabilize her body after falling halfway.
Thick, black smoke surrounded her body. Without a word, Ulthar turned around and fled, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, the Tier 3 Elf Oracle, Cynnia, surrounded by a halo, descended from the sky like a mighty God.
When Cynnia saw the Tier 3 Dark Witch fleeing in defeat, she couldn't hide the pride and joy in her eyes. But when her gaze fell on the summoning wormhole in front of Grimm that was constantly emitting strong spatial fluctuations, her complacency and joy were swept away, replaced by indescribable anger and shock.
"What were you guys doing just now? Don't let him summon the Otherworld Creature … Charge! "
After being reprimanded by the Elf Oracle, the elves present revealed ashamed expressions. Then, with fanatical expressions, they shouted and charged at Grimm without a care for their own safety.
The remaining Magic Weapons, Witches, and Wizards on the flight deck gathered around Grimm and formed a dense line of defense, desperately resisting the Elves' attack.
Unfortunately, only the Tier 2 elves on their side could stop the Tier 2 elves.
It was obvious that Grimm's side had fewer Tier 2 elves.
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