The pitch-black scythe was taken out and held in his hand, and he immediately felt as if he had the fate of all lives in his grasp.
But Roland knew that this was just an illusion, the aura of the Death Divine Spark that the Nether God had left on this scythe.
He couldn't feel it before because he wasn't strong enough.
And now that he was connected to the floating city and was considered a pseudo-Demigod, he had a vague sense of the divine power on the Death Scythe.
Many times, you saw something as mediocre because you hadn't reached a certain level.
In the distance, the World Tree, who had turned into a huge wooden colossus, flapped the butterfly wings behind her and flew toward the floating city.
Bahamut struggled to raise his head. Although his soul wasn't affected much, the damage to his body was too severe.
"All dragons, follow the World Tree and attack the enemy."
The dragon's roar resounded throughout the battlefield.
Although Bahamut still didn't understand what the World Tree had just said and why she suddenly despised him, the two sides were now allies and he had to help her no matter what.
So, behind the huge purple giant woman, followed by a group of golden and black dragons, crashed into the huge floating city.
The players who could fly, on the other hand, mixed in with them, roared and charged excitedly toward the floating city.
For these players, killing Roland was just a faction PK, and besides, Roland could be resurrected, so there was no sense of guilt to speak of.
Or rather, they were more fanatical than the dragons.
When the World Tree led the charge, the dragons and players gathered behind her looked like a swarm of black locusts.
And the angels of the blue sky, on the other hand, lined up in a square formation in front, forming a solid blue wall of people.
Then the World Tree crashed in, and without using any magic at all, she smashed a big hole in the huge blue wall of people, then continued to pounce forward.
It was just that she flew too fast and soon became separated from the reinforcements behind her.
The blue angels quickly filled in, forming a new wall of people, blocking the dragons and the players.
Roland, holding the Death Scythe, stood in the middle of the floating city, looking up at the huge female wooden statue that could almost fill his field of vision rushing out.
Then, he saw the other side kick the floating city's magic barrier like a whirlwind.
Although the magic barrier completely withstood the attack, the huge impact appeared on the other side of the point of impact. There was a sudden impact from the side of the magic barrier, and it was accompanied by a huge ring-shaped eruption of air waves.
Also, right below the floating city, there was a terrifying sound pressure. All the plants suddenly became shorter, and then the crowns and leaves were pushed up crazily by the invisible airwaves.
It was as if they were being pulled up by a hurricane from the bottom up.
Roland, who was attacked, frowned.
The upper limit of the floating city's magic power of more than 40000 was directly reduced to more than 30000 by this kick. In other words, the World Tree's pure physical attack required a barrier of at least 10000 magic power to resist it.
In terms of combat prowess, this meant that … apart from a few Main God-level Gods, there were very few people who could withstand a kick from her.
After the blow, the magic power of the floating city began to recover quickly.
It only took about two seconds to recover about a thousand points of magic power.
That was what made the floating city so powerful.
It was a unique ability that made all enemies feel unreasonable.
Then the World Tree laughed wildly. "Hahahahaha! How interesting, to be able to take a full-force attack from me, the dragon god from more than ten thousand years ago was no more than this. "
The world echoed with the World Tree's crazy laughter.
Bahamut, who was still lying on the ground and frantically healing himself and regenerating his body, was stunned again.
He suddenly remembered something. A long time ago, the dragons used to view the elves as enemies.
Why?
He was a little confused, but what the World Tree said just now seemed to reveal some key information.
After laughing wildly, the World Tree's right hand turned into an arm blade and slashed down heavily.
The huge arm blade created a visible airflow as it was swung down.
The loud noise was like the sound of a drum in the world.
The sound was in the eardrums of every intelligent creature.
The magic barrier blocked the World Tree's attack again. Below the floating city, that weird conductive airflow belt appeared again.
It crashed straight to the ground, like a huge meteorite crashing down.
But at this moment, the magic barrier of the floating city had begun to show signs of cracking.
Roland's system interface showed that the floating city's capacity reserve had fallen to a little more than twenty thousand.
Although the floating city's magic power regeneration was indeed fast, the other party could attack him three more times at most, and his floating city would explode.
Roland raised his head and looked at the World Tree's huge face two hundred meters away.
The woman's face had an excited smile that was even a little twisted.
She seemed to enjoy such a battle.
Roland felt that it was outrageous.
Wasn't it said that the main plane would suppress the strength of gods?
Just by looking at these two attacks, the World Tree could easily kill most of the gods.
Was this the level that a Demigod could reach?
Roland took a deep breath. He saw the World Tree raise her hand again, raising her arm blade.
He couldn't wait any longer.
Roland took a deep breath and poured almost all the magic power left in the floating city into the Death Scythe.
Maybe because of the excessive magic power input, or maybe because Roland was now in the pseudo-Demigod state, the Death Scythe was unsealed very quickly.
In less than half a second, the huge black female figure stood above the floating city.
Then she extended her foot and kicked the World Tree in the face.
Completely caught off guard, the World Tree leaned back from the kick and almost fell from the sky. Fortunately, she steadied herself with her butterfly wings.
The black female figure was the same size as the World Tree's current body.
The black scythe in her hand was daunting to look at.
"First life, and now death." The World Tree put her hands on her hips and laughed mockingly. "Will light and magic jump out too later?"
At this moment, Roland could no longer control his body, nor could he see what was going on outside. But he wasn't afraid, because he was surrounded by warm "water" that protected him. At the same time, he could vaguely hear the heartbeat coming from around him.
The black female figure didn't say anything. She slashed the black scythe horizontally.
The pitch-black spatial rift was in a semicircle and stretched for several kilometers.
The World Tree weirdly moved down half a body and bent her body backward. With such a huge body, she actually dodged the Death Scythe's slash.
However, the dragons and players behind her were not so lucky. Nearly half of the dragons and players were swallowed by the black rift.
Although a lot of the blue puppet angels were also lost.
But the floating city could have as many magic-formed props as it wanted.
Dodging an exaggerated spatial slash, the World Tree laughed aloud and turned her hands into long sabers at the same time. At the same time, a large amount of natural energy turned into a long "lightsaber" on the sabers, and then attacked from both sides at the same time at the black female figure.
The two lightsabers passed through the black female figure almost effortlessly and cut her in half, but half a second later, the woman formed of black gas immediately recovered.
The black scythe in her hand slashed down at the World Tree.
With a flap of her butterfly wings, the World Tree moved sideways and dodged, then smiled. "Putting your power on someone else isn't your problem? You're actually using this method to avoid the punishment from the main plane. How does it feel to merge with this man? Aren't you having sex in public? Don't you feel ashamed? "
As soon as this was said, many players who were dodging the black rift couldn't help but exclaim.
This news was too shocking.
So this was what the black humanoid meant by wrapping the man in it?
The players in front of the chat room also typed a screen full of question marks.
The black humanoid didn't say anything but attacked even more fiercely.
And inside the black humanoid, Roland was also quite speechless.
How did using the ability of the black scythe have anything to do with that kind of thing?
It was said that in the feudal era of China, women's breasts were also considered official.
It turned out that the goddesses of this world were the same as in the feudal era, where XP was the highest.
But this world was indeed in the feudal era, so it seemed a bit reasonable?
As if her "secret" had been exposed, the angry black humanoid slashed at the World Tree with all her might.
He completely disregarded the problem of defense … Every time he swung his scythe, a black spatial crack would appear. Moreover, the previous spatial crack would not disappear immediately. Not long after, the battlefield was already densely covered with giant black lines.
The space that the World Tree could dodge to was getting smaller and smaller.
But she wasn't anxious at all, still skillfully dodging the Nether God's attacks.
Every now and then, she would counterattack.
She even had time to speak and mock.
"I couldn't tell that such a cold and aloof person like you was actually a coquettish person who liked to play in front of outsiders."
"What's so good about this man? I've played with life, and now you're playing again. Are you involved in magic too? I even smell the scent of magic on him."
"It's a pity that your man's body isn't very good, or I would've definitely taken him home."
"Angry? You did such a thing in public, and you're not allowed to talk about it? "
Roland clicked his tongue. He was a little upset at this moment … It was one thing that he couldn't fight in person, but another thing was that he heard his heartbeat become quite rapid, not the kind of rapid because of prolonged exercise, but simply because his heart was beating faster.
Speaking of which, does this body formed of black mist have a heart?
Roland felt like he was about to give up thinking.
He really wanted to curse now. First, he inexplicably fused with the Goddess of Magic's soul, then he was tricked by life and branded with an equality contract.
And now he was merging with the Nether God in public?
He felt like a little white rabbit who had been taken advantage of.
This caused his male chauvinist mentality to suffer quite a serious blow.
Because he liked to take the initiative, for example, the kind of athletic relationship with Andonara was normal.
It felt like he was taking advantage of her, but he didn't want to be taken advantage of by others.
The battle between the two giant women in the air was still going on.
But by now, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the black figure was going to lose, because her movements had slowed down a lot, and the range of the spatial rift that each scythe slash pulled out was much smaller.
With another horizontal slash, the World Tree took half a step back and attacked with her left and right hands at the same time, directly cutting the pure black figure into three pieces.
This time, the black figure didn't recover but simply dissipated.
Roland's body was exposed to the air.
The World Tree looked at Roland and laughed aloud.
And at this moment, the Dragon King Bahamut also stood up, then spread his wings and floated back into the air.
His huge body, following behind the World Tree, was like a dog on a leash.
At this time, the Elf Forest had been almost destroyed, and there were dragon corpses everywhere.
These astonishingly heavy creatures were a disaster when they were brought down from the sky.
They could casually smash out a giant pit with a radius of three to four hundred meters.
Bahamut looked at the remaining one-third of the dragon in the air, his face full of pain. "I shouldn't have brought them here."
The World Tree, who was sizing up Roland, heard this and turned her head to look at the Dragon God, a hint of disdain in her wooden eyes.
Then she turned back and looked at Roland. "You lost, Golden Son Roland. Although you are immortal, after you lose once, your strength will be greatly reduced, and I … can kill you once, and I can kill you forever. Now, do you still have the confidence to protect the humans of Wetland City and Hollevin? "
"Why do you think I'm going to lose?" Roland laughed.
"The Nether God's strength has been greatly reduced in the main plane, and it's already impressive that you can fight me like this. What other tricks do you have up your sleeve?" The World Tree looked at Roland. "Admit defeat, hand over everything we want, and then make a contract to become a tool and weapon of the elves forever."
Roland smiled and opened his hand, and a bullet appeared in his right hand.
"A very powerful alchemy prop, but useless to me." The World Tree snorted. "You still haven't given up?"
"Why should I give up?"
The bullet in Roland's hand suddenly disappeared!
Spatial magic.
"How can you still use spatial magic?" The World Tree froze abruptly, then she looked in disbelief at the Spatial Anchor that trapped Roland's floating city, shattering inch by inch. "Goddess of Magic, you actually tricked me?"
In this world, the person who had the deepest understanding of spatial magic was none other than the Goddess of Magic.
While the Nether God and the World Tree were fighting, she quietly shattered the spatial magic that the World Tree had set up.
At the same time, she also analyzed the coordinates of the World Tree's body and told it to Roland.
These little tricks took time to deal with, and the Nether God was here to buy time.
Looking at the World Tree's resentful eyes, Roland snapped his fingers.
The World Tree suddenly clutched the right side of her chest.
A look of pain appeared on her face … Then the left half of her body suddenly expanded, and huge bubbles appeared, followed by endless white flames spewing out of these bubbles.
In an instant … the left half of her body was set on fire.
She didn't even have time to scream before she fell from the sky.
Her huge body almost took up the length of one side of the Elf Forest. She struggled to stand up, even though half of her body was on fire, and then turned back into a tree, taking root in the silence of the earth.
"Has she given up on escaping and waited for death?"
Roland clasped another bullet in his hand and was about to teleport out.
But suddenly, his expression changed … because the ground nearby was cracking, and a large amount of molten lava was spilling out of the ground.
The range included the entire Elf Forest, as well as a large area of uninhabited areas around it.
Fireworks were spreading everywhere.
"What's going on?"
Roland was a little surprised.
"So the World Tree is actually part of the underlying rules of the main plane." The Life Goddess's voice sounded in Roland's ears. "Good hiding, this is the first time we've learned of this."
Roland frowned and thought for a moment. "In other words, if I hurt the World Tree, it's the same as hurting this world?"
"Yes, it seems that we can't kill her, we can only seal … Hmm!" The Life Goddess suddenly grunted in pain, and then a voice of disbelief came out. "Wait, how is this possible!"
"Are you okay?" asked Roland concernedly.
"I'm fine … This is impossible …" The Life Goddess's mumbling voice gradually weakened, and then she disconnected from Roland.
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