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Chapter 213

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(Due to the system's error, Chapter 81 was published twice, and it has now been corrected. The second "Chapter 81" has been changed to "Chapter 82.")

The Blade of Divine Power was a type of Extraordinary Divine Power. Generally speaking, it was quite common, and almost every god could perform it. But in fact, in the hands of gods who had priesthoods or domains such as "battle," "war," the real power could be exerted.

For example, what Wall was doing at the moment.

The crescent-shaped black blade light was silent, like a shadow or a deep nightmare, destroying all the legendary spells without even the slightest hindrance.

Ymir's speed was very fast, and he immediately dodged, but the black blade light changed direction at the critical moment and still hit him.

The enhancement and protection spells on him were almost useless in the face of this blade light. They were torn apart like thin paper, and then the blade light slashed heavily on his body.

The figure of the old man burst into countless bubbles and disappeared.

"He won? He won just like that?! " The mortals who witnessed this scene were a little sluggish. The master of the Highest Tower, the greatest sorcerer, the God of Spellcasters, who had shocked the world for three thousand years, was defeated and killed just like that?

There was no joy on Wall's face. He calmed his breathing while putting the black blade back into the scabbard, ready to draw the blade again.

He was very clear that it was still a long time before the outcome of the battle was decided!

He had made a breakthrough in the battle and mastered powerful means of attack. At most, he had narrowed the gap between himself and Master Ymir Lamperus a little. If he wanted to win, the hope was still slim.

But so what?!

The dispute between him and the other party was the conflict of the fundamental ideals of the two gods. There was no room for reconciliation in this kind of conflict, and it would almost always end with the defeat and death of one side.

Of course, there were gods who adjusted their own ideals, but it was a very troublesome and painful thing. For gods who had already become rules, adjusting their own ideals was tantamount to self-denial. It was tantamount to dancing on the tip of a knife, and if they were not careful, they could get themselves killed.

In contrast, it was better to have a good fight, whether it was life or death!

At least, that was what Wall thought.

In fact, he also knew that as long as he was willing to switch sides and join the Master of Mystery, not only would he not die, he could even avoid this war.

However, as long as one lived in this world, there would always be something more precious than one's life, something that was worth protecting with one's life!

Such as loyalty, such as friendship.

His Majesty the Void Mask, Oscar, was not only the Master God that the God of Knowledge, Wall was loyal to, but also the friend of the Black Blade Wall. No matter from the standpoint of a human or a god, he would pledge his life to follow His Majesty without any hesitation!

Taking a deep breath, the God of Knowledge, who did not seem to have any "knowledge" at all, assumed a posture that allowed him to charge forward at any time.

A light flickered in the distant sky, and the figure of Ymir Lamperus emerged. He still looked old, and his expression was still calm, but his body was no longer covered with magic rings that looked like neon lights. Instead, there was only a circle of colorful light.

But in the eyes of the truly strong, this circle of seemingly gentle colorful light was far more dazzling and dazzling than the neon lights formed by dozens of overlapping spells!

"Extraordinary Divine Power — Holy Power Spell …" Morani frowned, a little worried. "Indeed, he is the Master of the Highest Tower. He has just been apotheosized, but he has already mastered Extraordinary Divine Power to such a level!"

Extraordinary Divine Power, to put it bluntly, was "the power of God." Generally speaking, most of the skills performed by Gods were actually just the foundation of mortal skills infused with Divine Power, increasing their power. But if a God's control and use of their own power reached a certain level, they could truly display the power that only belonged to Gods.

Such an ability was called "Extraordinary Divine Power."

Extraordinary Divine Power was where the real power of Gods lay, and it was also a power that mortals could never reach. This was the key to the so-called "Man cannot challenge God."

However, among the Extraordinary Divine Power, there were also strong and weak ones.

There were many kinds of Extraordinary Divine Power, some of which were common, and almost every God knew them. For example, the Blade of Divine Power, such as Void Creation, such as Error-Free Teleportation … and so on. Their power was relatively weak, because after all, it was something that everyone could easily grasp. As for the more profound abilities, they required a corresponding Priesthood or Domain, as well as sufficient research and understanding of Divine Power to be able to display them.

For example, the black blade light that Wall had wielded just now, although similar to the Blade of Divine Power, was in fact an ability unique to the war-related Priesthood or Domain. If one had to give it a name, it should be called "Light Blade of the God of War."

Its power was much greater than the Blade of Divine Power, and it also had the ability to track. In the face of such an attack, if ordinary Gods did not prepare in advance, they would inevitably panic, and it would not be surprising for them to suffer a big loss.

As for the magic surrounding Ymir Lamperus, it was the ability of the magical Priesthood or Domain, and was called "Extraordinary Divine Power — Holy Power Spell."

Gods could endow any spell with extraordinary power. Even the lowest-level Illumination Spell could be elevated to the Legendary Realm. And Gods who mastered spells could further enhance the power of spells, infusing ordinary spells with Divine Power, turning them into Divine Power Spells. This kind of power was called "Divine Power Spells."

In the hands of the spell-related Gods, Divine Power Spells were very powerful weapons, and no one dared to look down on them. Especially when they released the legendary spells after transforming them into Divine Power, even a brave person like the "Steel Lion" would have to retreat, not daring to face them head-on.

However, the most terrifying spells had always been in the hands of the Master of Mystery. That was a more wonderful and powerful means than Divine Power Spells, and it was a true "God Spell" that surpassed the Legendary Spells in essence.

This kind of spell was called "Holy Power Spells."

In the past years, the Master of Mystery had taken action several times. Every time, he used Holy Power Spells to defeat the Gods who attempted to challenge him, and no one could even resist a few rounds in front of his powerful spells.

And today, this means that originally belonged to the Master of Mystery had appeared in the hands of Ymir Lamperus. How could Morani, who had personally witnessed the terrible power of the Holy Power Spells of the Master of Mystery, not be surprised? How could he not be worried!

"I'm afraid the God of Knowledge is going to lose." He used his Divine Power to whisper to the clone of the God of Justice beside him, "Later, let's attack together. We can't let him die here!"

The God of Justice, Yorgaardman, nodded slightly. His eyes were fixed on Ymir Lamperus, and his Divine Power was vaguely locked on the other party.

This was not to attack. With his character and priesthood, facing a God who was neutral and inclined towards the good alignment, he could not do something like attacking. He was only carefully analyzing the power of the spell on the other party, trying to find the flaws of the "Holy Power Spells."

He was very clear that there would be a battle between him and the Master of Mystery sooner or later. At that time, he would have to face the Master of Mystery's Holy Power Spells directly. If he could seize this opportunity and find the flaws of the Holy Power Spells, the odds of winning this battle would be greatly increased.

Although there was definitely a big gap between the God of Spellcasters' Holy Power Spells and the Master of Mystery's Holy Power Spells, he had watched the Master of Mystery fight several times and still could not see anything special about it. He might as well lower his standards — perhaps by studying the God of Spellcasters' methods, he would be able to understand the key to the Holy Power Spells.

After all … although his main profession was a warrior when he was a mortal and he only knew a little about spells, after becoming a god for so many years, the God of Justice was now also a master of spells.

Of course, once the God of Knowledge was in danger, he would definitely act immediately. He was still very clear about which was more important.

"I really didn't expect that I would be forced to use my true skills by a junior." There was not a hint of anger or nervousness in Ymir's voice. He did not even widen the distance to fight a long-range battle like before. Instead, he flew towards Wall. "You're excellent! It's admirable! "

Wall did not answer. His eyes were locked on Ymir. His whole body was like a tightly pressed spring, ready to explode with amazing power at any time.

After a while, Ymir flew in front of him. The distance between them was about 20 to 30 meters.

At this distance, even high-level adventurers would be able to rush over in an instant if they used their trump cards, let alone a god.

For gods, this kind of distance could be considered as a close-quarters combat. This was a distance that was extremely beneficial to the god of warriors and extremely disadvantageous to the god of mages.

But Ymir did not seem to care at all. He looked at Wall kindly, like an elder looking at a young and talented junior.

"It's not too late to turn back now," he said. "Before we left, our Lord emphasized again and again that no matter when, our door will always be open to you."

Wall was silent and did not respond.

Ymir sighed and advised, "Think about it carefully. You can't win against me. I think you understand this too. "

Wall's answer was to charge and draw his sword.

Extraordinary Divine Power — War God's Lightsaber!

The crescent-moon-like sword light slashed out soundlessly and hit Ymir, who did not dodge in the slightest. Almost at the same time, Wall rushed in front of Ymir. He waved his long black sword and slashed Ymir's body.

The colorful light flowed, but nothing happened.

Just like that, Ymir took two hits without moving. His expression didn't even change.

"Young people are like this. Hot-blooded, brave, but also reckless," he said with a smile. "If you want to hurt me, you should at least change your sword."

As he spoke, Wall had already waved his sword continuously and slashed at Ymir a few times. Although every slash hit Ymir squarely, there was not even the slightest effect.

No, there was still an effect. The colorful light that enveloped Ymir began to sway like water waves.

That was all.

The power of this god of spellcasters was simply beyond imagination!

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