Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In the mountains hundreds of miles away, Wing Skull, Zola, and Nicholas led the undead to search for the enemy. The terrain was complicated, but the undead relied on their senses to search for humans. In the dark, thousands of undead walked among the rocks. Their red soul fire flickered, illuminating the nearby land.
From time to time, hidden Tanggulas people were discovered, and then dozens of undead surrounded them. Whether they surrendered or resisted, the undead ignored them. They just followed Wing Skull's orders and eliminated the enemies one by one.
Salin only attacked a quarter of the army in the mountains. However, this army was near Daliang City and had a strong leader. The other three armies each had twenty thousand people, and there was no level-nine leader.
After Salin dealt with this army, he waited for the Tanggulas people in the mountains.
The bright moon hung high in the sky. It was cold and cheerless. Screams, wails, and pleas could be heard from the mountains. Then these voices stopped abruptly, representing the disappearance of a life.
Salin suddenly thought, To the believers of the Vatican, I'm the devil described in the code, right?
That's not wrong. Even if the Vatican didn't invade Qin Yin, Metatlin's army would attack the Tanggulas Empire sooner or later. There was no right or wrong in such a thing. As ordinary soldiers, in this chaotic world, who would care about their thoughts?
A blinding light lit up the sky, as if a red sun had risen. From Daliang City, hundreds of people flew over. They were all wrapped in this light and headed straight for Salin's Elemental Magic Tower.
Salin's pupils contracted. Flying with hundreds of people? If it wasn't a powerful divine artifact, then there was a level-ten master.
Either way, he had to rely on his equipment in this battle.
Salin's Elemental Magic Tower was hidden in Rex's illusion. The large-scale illusion Rex created included not only her three-hundred-meter-tall avatar, but also the "enemy" in front of her. In the illusion, the two sides fought fiercely. Magic and divine spells flew all over the sky. Rex's huge avatar seemed to be exhausted, and the illusion magic it released was getting weaker and weaker.
Salin looked at the flying ball of light and saw a middle-aged Mage leading 240 black-robed Mages inside. This was the first time Salin had seen such a scale.
Metatlin had thousands of Mages, but only a few dozen were deployed at once. Most of the time, they still had to rely on their warriors to fight. There were not many more mages than mages, and the number of supreme mages had always been less than that of mages.
These two hundred and forty black-robed mages were definitely above the fourth level but below the eighth level. The leader of the group was a middle-aged mage. His body was glowing so brightly that Lucien's Elemental Eyes stung.
Salin could clearly see that the two hundred and forty mages were providing power to the leading mage. It was as if the middle-aged mage was a god, absorbing the power of faith from his followers.
"Eleanor, can you lock onto that person?" Salin instantly shared his senses with Eleanor. Even though his spiritual power was now so strong that it had surpassed level 10, he did not dare to keep communicating with Eleanor like this. However, the mage was ten miles away and Eleanor couldn't see that far.
Eleanor instantly sensed the presence of the enemy and said to Salin, "I can't. That person has extremely powerful equipment on him. I'll only be able to try if I advance another rank."
Salin hesitated. He opened the window of the Elemental Magic Tower and raised his left hand. The star map on his bracelet spun slightly and released the Spear of the Thunder Dragon. Four dragon claws wrapped around Salin's arm. The Thunder Dragon's mouth opened slightly, ready to spit out an icicle imbued with the laws of lightning at any moment.
Salin pushed up the Star Mask. In his left eye, the holy light on the surface of the mage's body was completely dissected and turned into streams of energy.
The mage suddenly rose into the air and sped up. In an instant, he broke free from the lock of the Thunder Dragon.
Salin had no choice but to put away his equipment. It wasn't that this mage was powerful, but that he had equipment that could break free. The distance was too far. Even if Salin could lock onto him instantly, the icicle would be ten miles away and the mage would be able to break free a second time.
With the power of more than two hundred subordinates concentrated on one person, Salin was not confident that he could kill the mage in one blow even if he had powerful equipment. Salin's analysis was very accurate. This mage was basically using his two hundred subordinates as scapegoats. If Salin's attack couldn't lock onto him, even if it hit, it would be taken by the two hundred mages.
Although the Thunder Dragon was powerful, how many mages could it kill in one shot? Even if there were thirty of them, six attacks wouldn't be able to kill all of the mage's subordinates.
He didn't expect to catch such a person while fishing here. Salin finally understood why Nicholas had betrayed the Holy See so thoroughly. When Nicholas stood at the height of a level-nine mage, he didn't need to be too smart to see through many things. The hierarchy within the Holy See was far crueler than that of the nobles.
"Bing, retreat. Don't fight that person head-on." Salin hurriedly contacted the Winged Skeleton. No matter how powerful the Winged Skeleton was, it was still an undead. That mage still had some restraining properties against the Winged Skeleton.
The Winged Skeleton had long since gone around dozens of hills. Bringing Zola and Nicholas, they hid at the side. Hearing Salin's words, he put away his meteor hammer and replaced it with the Scythe of the Nether God. He had originally been cautious. The Scythe of the Nether God carried the power of laws that could cause fatal damage to the equipment of other gods. However, the mage in the sky was originally pouncing towards Salin's Mage Tower. When the Winged Skeleton took out the Scythe of the Nether God, the huge ball of light immediately changed direction and flew towards the Winged Skeleton.
Zola muttered, "Bones, you've killed us!"
"What are you afraid of!" The Winged Skeleton was expressionless. The Scythe of the Nether God in its hand slowly lengthened into a weapon over seven meters long. On the black Scythe of the Nether God, magic patterns floated up. At the tip of the Scythe, two magic formations that looked like eyes rotated, devouring the power of various elements.
At this level of necromancy magic, one could start to control the elements. This was because the Winged Skeleton had absorbed the complete soul of a Necromancer. That Necromancer carried the memories of his previous life and was himself a powerful Elemental Mage.
Salin cursed inwardly. He had to use the Thunder Dragon Spear. The Winged Skeleton and the other two had no confidence against this mage. Although Nicholas' small prophecy spell was powerful, it couldn't deal with more than two hundred mages at the same time. After all, they were all blessed by the gods.
The Winged Skeleton was to Salin's left, two miles away. Salin immediately ordered the Winged Skeleton to prepare to attack. He released the Thunder Dragon Spear again and forcefully locked onto the mage's ball of light.
The Thunder Dragon Spear shot out a light green line from its mouth. It was the light shadow of a huge icicle. This icicle was more than three meters long, and it flickered with blue electricity. As it flew, it exploded with waves of thunder.
The Thunder Dragon Spear's ability to break through energy barriers was only one of its attributes. The most terrifying thing was still its speed. The icicle shot out from the Thunder Dragon Spear released all its accumulated energy at the same time. In other words, it combined six attacks.
The speed had increased by six times. No matter how short the lock-on time was, it was enough. The normal speed of an icicle was already faster than ordinary high-level magic. With six times the speed, the mage didn't even have time to use his equipment to break free. The three-meter-long icicle had already crashed into the ball of light.
Within the ball of light, a rain of blood exploded and sprayed out.
The middle-aged mage's heart instantly sank. What kind of energy was this?! It actually penetrated his simulation field! The mages under his command were all killed or wounded by this attack. He couldn't even tell how many of them had died. At least more than half were completely dead. Even their souls had evaporated!
If he had to bear the brunt of this attack, then he …
He was thinking too much. On the opposite mountain peak, in the crevice between two low rocks, two figures pounced. One of them had huge bone wings on his back and held a seven-meter-long black scythe in his hand. The other was covered from head to toe in golden sword energy. Within the golden sword energy, there was a hidden blue edge.
A scroll appeared in the mage's hand. He opened it with one hand and pointed at the incoming enemy with the other. He shouted, "Confine!"
The winged skeleton swung its scythe, and a crack appeared in the void. The crack rapidly expanded, and the middle-aged mage's magic was cut apart by the scythe. Zola held the Tear Stain in his hand and pierced the mage's abdomen with his sword. Zola's speed was too fast. After hitting the mage, he didn't hesitate for a moment. He gave up on the Tear Stain in his hand and pounced on the remaining mages behind the mage.
Zola's sword completely pierced through the mage's lower abdomen. Surprisingly, the golden sword energy didn't kill him. Not only that, but he also pulled out the Tear Stain and stabbed at the winged skeleton.
"True? Restore! " Nicholas, who was on the ground, finally made his move. He knew very well how terrifying a supreme mage was. If a mage was familiar with combat and had rich experience, they would be able to use incomprehensible skills.
Nicholas didn't have many tricks up his sleeves because he lacked the support of his followers. The new Fallen Scepter allowed him to avoid the backlash of some powerful magic. Nicholas began to enrich his fighting style.
The mage's sword was halfway through the attack when a golden sword energy suddenly erupted from the wound in his abdomen. His whole body was blown in two. Even so, he didn't die.
The winged skeleton's scythe fiercely slashed at the unfurled scroll. Black smoke and holy light burst out at the same time, forming a huge two-colored cave. The cave devoured everything around it, including the bodies of the mages that had not yet fallen to the ground.
The winged skeleton picked up the Tear Stain and turned around to cut the mage's head with its scythe.
Zola had already changed his weapon to a dagger. The golden sword energy on the dagger became thicker and thicker. He threw it out and hit a mage in the heart. The huge vortex had no effect on him.
The mage's heart was pierced. The scroll in his hand fell to the ground and exploded again. An even more powerful holy light lit up and the ground shook.
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