It seemed that C 'Thun had also realized that fighting the wyverns was too much of a loss, and the combat power of the mortal heroes was unexpected.
The mortals that it didn't pay attention to stopped its tentacles from harassing the four Dragon Aspects.
C 'Thun would definitely change this.
More giant claws and tentacles emerged from the ground, and all kinds of tentacles entangled every existence that dared to resist its authority in their own way, regardless of whether they were small or not.
Although the situation hadn't exceeded Duque's understanding of C 'Thun, Duque knew that the so-called strategy could be thrown into the toilet and washed away.
The number of tentacles was completely wrong, like a f * cking forest.
The most exaggerated thing was that the natural elemental magic in the surrounding air had increased exponentially. In contrast, the three most traditional elements of ice, fire, and arcane magic in the Pharaoh were repelled to the greatest extent.
C 'Thun was crushing all of the Pharaoh, including Malygos and Duque, with his true god-level power.
This was its lair, and it was in charge of what kind of place it was.
Malygos was furious. This meant that if he wanted to play magic, he would have to downgrade to the Breaking Dawn level. This was absolutely humiliating for him, who claimed to be the only ruler of the magic world.
He immediately made a decision to give up the magic he was best at and instead pounced on C 'Thun, biting and chopping off every tentacle that belonged to C' Thun.
Not far away, Duque could clearly feel that at this moment, the laws of magic that all Mages were familiar with were being forcibly distorted, leaving him in fear. C 'Thun's chaotic and violent power was descending, and its irresistible power was dominating and taking over everything.
Duque could hear the sound of the Magic Net collapsing in this area. The shattering sound in the soul's vision was even more unsettling and frightening than the earth-shattering roars in reality.
Moreover, the Magic Net was the main part of Duque's main city as a "god." The collapse of this part of the Magic Net was tantamount to cutting off at least 30% of Duque's strength in one go.
C 'Thun … was very shrewd!
Duque's face fell. A Dragon Aspect was still a dragon without magic. He was a demigod of magic who had ascended as a human. Could he really transform into the White Robed Sword Saint Gandalf and stab him with the Spiral Sword?
In the past, Duke had backstabbed so many strong enemies, and it was always successful, because most of those enemies had something like the heart, a so-called vital point.
C 'Thun, the monster evil god, didn't have such a thing!
The only way to kill it was to forcefully cut off its life force and beat it into a pile of shit.
Duque's Spiral Sword was really not useful here.
There was no such thing as an absolutely powerful profession in this world. Since his Mystic level was suppressed, Duque had to find another way out.
"Master?"
"Duque?"
"What should we do?"
"Please give us your instructions!"
Duque and the other Elemental Emissaries anxiously asked Duque through the soul connection. They were existences that used the elements as their lifeforms. If they lost the supply of elemental magic power, not only would their strength be greatly reduced, but they would also face the risk of their souls being annihilated.
Duque said, "All of you, return to the Weave outside. Inject as much magic power as you can into my body before the Weave here collapses. "
"Take care …" Alonsus Faol seemed to want to persuade Duque, but in the end, he could only say these two words.
In the center of his field of vision, the huge Eye of C 'Thun was swelling more and more.
The system prompt, "A high-energy attack is about to strike," was flashing non-stop.
Everyone could see that [Dark Flash] was about to be released.
Because there were too many tentacles, the scene was very chaotic.
There were still people fighting the most threatening eyeball tentacles, but there were at least three more giant claw tentacles with stronger life force near the Eye of C 'Thun.
The cruel giant claw tentacles twitched instinctively, attacking every living thing that passed by, and hitting something similar to the Warrior profession's [Tendon Break].
This was a skill with a strong deceleration effect. In front of the world-destroying [Dark Flash], this was undoubtedly the most vicious curse of death.
They couldn't run, because they would have to watch helplessly as the crimson light that symbolized death swallowed them up.
It wasn't just one person who was hit, but a total of seven.
Magni could rely on [Avatar], and Theon could use his invincibility to get rid of this damned debuff, but the remaining five couldn't escape no matter what.
Ox Chief Cain, Grandpa Howl, Haduron Brightwing, Benedict, and … Thrall!
[Dark Flash] began to shoot. Death rays as thick as the diameter of its eyeball surged out and hit the ground heavily.
Countless insects crawled out of the gravel-filled ground and fled in all directions. Stones of all sizes spun strangely on the ground and danced in fear. Some tiny grains of sand even bounced up from the violent tremors and flew into the air. They first melted into glass under the ultra-high temperature, then turned into terrifying nothingness along with the insects that couldn't escape in time when the crimson destructive rays touched them.
Cain's muscles bulged as he roared, trying to use brute force to resist the short-term deceleration effect of [Tendon Break].
With a smile on his face, Grom silently took over Magni's position, using his remaining arm to lift the tomahawk and block a giant claw tentacle.
However, apart from them, everyone seemed to have accepted their impending fate.
No matter what Benedict had in mind, at this moment, he was a benevolent elder, continuing his treatment.
After realizing that he had no chance to escape, Haduron stopped moving. He stood still and shot arrow after arrow.
Thrall didn't act like a great chief at all. Instead, he acted like a pure warrior, madly slashing the tentacles in front of him.
That's right!
He was an Orc first, then a warrior, and finally a great chief.
An Orc warrior, even if he knew he was going to die, he had to die on the way.
"No —" Many tribal masters let out shrill cries, but their feet didn't stop. They could only instinctively follow the established tactics and run around C 'Thun to avoid the invincible power of [Dark Flash].
They twisted their heads and stared at where Thrall was.
For a moment, Wokin's heart stopped beating. As Thrall's chief advisor, as a firm supporter of the tribe, Wokin never hesitated to use the greatest malice to suspect and speculate on those who were against the tribe or once had a grudge against the tribe.
Now, what he was most worried about had happened. In front of him was a great opportunity for the alliance to weaken the tribe. This was a coalition army formed to fight against the ancient evil gods, and it was also a war where the weak gathered to challenge the strong. If there were any casualties in such a difficult battle, it would be normal.
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