Two powerhouses, one in the clouds and one at the top of the tower, met each other's gazes.
The emotions hidden in their gazes were hard to decipher.
This time, however, their gazes didn't just cross the distance. They also crossed Monkey's ambition and Olucia's obsession!
When their eyes met, even if they didn't say anything, both sides knew that this was the time for the battle!
Monchi waved his scepter, and the Magi on the floating ice floated into the air. Elemental creatures of all shapes and colors appeared behind the Magi, carrying the terrifying aura of different energies. They directly pressed towards the Void Tower!
Their aura was like a rainbow, piercing into the core of the 'black cloud' like a sharp arrow!
Compared to the united front of the humans, the demons all retreated. Now that Rasudran was about to collapse, the demons were most concerned about their own lives. No one would choose to risk their lives at this time.
The retreat of the demons greatly boosted the morale of the wizards. Before this, they thought that the continuous accidents of Rasudran would increase the number of variables. Now, it seemed that the unknown variables brought not only trouble to the humans, but also to the demons in the future!
With such an unstoppable momentum, the wizards pushed forward and quickly approached the top of the tower where Olucia was.
Fire-servant Tanding looked at the demons around him, and anger flashed in his eyes. "This bunch of trash!"
Juvenile Demon Gravu quietly rolled to Olucia's feet and peeked through the gaps between her legs. "Lady Olucia, what should we do now?"
Olucia looked back at the painting behind her, her eyes calm. "Apart from the masked man, there's nothing to be afraid of."
Olucia put her mask back on and walked forward step by step.
When she passed by Tanding, she whispered, "Protect the painting."
Tanding nodded and hesitated for a moment. "Lady, it's easy to deal with this, but …"
Olucia understood Tanding's unfinished words. Once the owner of the nightclub returned from the painting, he would definitely bring the origin fire with him. When that happened, all the fire elemental creatures in Rasudran would go crazy. The fight was only the beginning. The most troublesome thing was what to do after they got the origin fire.
Olucia paused and looked up at the sky. It was as if she could see the void outside the birdcage through the floating flames.
Somewhere even further away.
After a long while, Aurelia withdrew her gaze and whispered, "Without the flames, are there only embers left? Just wait and see, Boss Lu will appear. "
After saying that, Olucia jumped into the air. Her flaming eyes flickered as she faced this shocking battle head-on!
…
"Aurelia actually did it herself!" Sennefer's eyes flashed with joy. She turned to Monchi. "Sir Monchi, the demons are only thinking of self-preservation right now. Olucia doesn't have any powerful guards. This is our best chance!"
The other Magi all agreed. It was a good thing that Olucia had made her move at the start of the final battle.
However, compared to everyone's joy, Meng Qi was frowning.
Under Sennefer's confused gaze, Monkey turned to Lucci and asked, "You've seen the top of the tower. What do you think?"
"The painting," Lucci said firmly. "There's something wrong with that painting."
Sennefer also looked at the top of the tower. She was so focused on Olucia that she didn't notice the painting. Now that she took a closer look, she realized that something was wrong.
The reason why the painting was called a 'painting' was because it was framed. Without the frame, people would mistake it for a piece of black paper.
How could it be called a "painting" when it was completely black?
Why would Olucia carry such a strange painting around with her?
After Olucia joined the battle, the Fire-servant retreated to the side of the painting as if it was a dutiful guardian. As Olucia's only powerful follower, the Fire-servant was assigned to guard the painting.
Was there a secret hidden in the painting?
Sennefer looked at Lucci, hoping to get some clues from him. Lucci was also frowning. His hands moved so fast that they looked like blurry shadows. He kept moving the Wheel of Twelve Hours around his body. What he saw after the Wheel of Twelve Hours confused him even more.
"What do you see?" Sennefer asked.
Lucci shook his head. "I can't see clearly. It's all a mess. But the painting doesn't feel dead to me. It feels more like a living creature that can breathe. And it's changing. "
Lucci's words were still vague. However, all the wizards knew that the painting wasn't normal.
"Could this be a Mystery item as well?" A sorcerer asked.
"It's hard to say." Even Monkey wasn't sure. "But we need to think of the worst-case scenario. Be careful when dealing with the painting."
At this time, behind the crowd, Oliveta, who was rapidly taking notes with a pen, seemed to have recalled something as she looked at the painting. She quickly flipped through her record board, remembering that she had recorded something … Soon enough, she found the previous record. 'Traces of the Magic Painter Adept suddenly appeared in the Abyss, and it was closely related to a Demon Lord! "
Oliveta was one of the founders of the magazine Yindu Nightwatch. She subconsciously began to write a headline.
Oliveta frowned when she saw the title.
Olucia came from the Hall of Prey, and Angor mentioned that the owner of the Hall of Prey had something to do with Magic Painting Sorcerer. Could the painting be the work of Magic Painting Sorcerer?
This kind of association might be too far-fetched, but as a wizard who had been writing Firefly's Night Whispers for many years, Levitta had seen too many nonsensical connections. In the wizarding world, the more random one was, the more likely it was to be the final answer.
Oliveta considered for a moment and decided to share her thoughts.
When everyone heard this, they frowned and denied it at first, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there really was such a possibility.
"Ah … If only Angor was here, he would know the truth," an old voice came from behind them. They looked back and saw Kanter returning to the ice floe.
"Since Angor knows about the relationship between the nightclub owner and Mirafael Feng, he must have received some information. Maybe the nightclub owner told him himself. If that painting is really Feng's, asking Angor would be the best way. Too bad Angor got himself into trouble …" Kanter shook his head and glanced at Nereus.
Nereus' expression darkened. Everyone was looking at him strangely after hearing Kanter's words.
Even Meng Qi stared at Nereus with a cold gaze.
They didn't care about Nereus' actions since Angor was already useless. But now, Kanter's words made them realize that Angor still had a lot of information on him. Most of the time, it was the details that determined success or failure.
"It's just Oliveta's guess. If it's really a work of Magic Painting Sorcerer, why would Olucia keep it with her?" Someone else asked.
"Magic Painting Sorcerers are best at combining two-dimensional and three-dimensional worlds. Maybe there's another world hidden behind the painting."
As the discussion continued, Monchi didn't continue to listen. His gaze was now on Olucia.
Whatever the meaning of the painting was, they would find out when the time came.
Meng Qi's gaze landed on the battlefield, but his expression became solemn.
Olucia seemed to be taking a stroll in the middle of the encirclement. His movements looked slow, but each of his movements left afterimages behind. Furthermore, Olucia's body was surrounded by icy blue flames. Let alone getting close to it, many wizards who had not activated their bloodline in time would be corroded by the flames. At first, they seemed to be frozen, but as the flames flickered, the wizards who were corroded would turn into icy blue dust from inside out.
For a moment, ice crystal-like fragments floated in the air.
It felt like a cruel dream.
"Sir Monchi, more than ten Sorcerers have already been killed by Olucia. Even Soul Warlocks can't summon the Sorcerers who have been corroded by the icy blue flames. I'm afraid our morale will be affected in this situation. "
The one who spoke was Maher. However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion near the void tower.
"It's not just a 'maybe', it's already happening." Oliveta looked at the distant horizon.
At first, the demons chose to avoid Olucia's attacks, but now, the human wizards had no choice but to avoid the one-sided slaughter. During this process, some wizards fell into the demons' hands. The demons wouldn't show mercy to those who fell into their hands.
In this situation, the wizards' morale naturally decreased, and some of them began to retreat.
Monkey knew Olucia was very powerful. He planned to use these wizards to exhaust Olucia as much as possible, but it didn't seem to be working. Monkey thought for a moment and looked at Winchester who was spitting out blood. "Take the wizards who retreated and study Olucia's flame. Try to find a way to suppress it."
Monkey then told Maher to control the energy on the floating ice.
After all this was done, Monkey looked at the truth-finder wizards on the scene.
After a while, all the truth-finder wizards except Nereus went to restrain Olucia.
Monkey also flew to the front of the battlefield, ready to provide support.
Aurucia could easily crush normal wizards, but it would not be so easy to kill a truth-finder wizard who had already found their own path. Moreover, Monkey would also intervene if there was any danger.
Under these circumstances, Olucia's hands and feet were tied.
Olucia could see that Monkey wasn't planning to have a decisive battle with her right now. Instead, he wanted to use this opportunity to exhaust her strength.
Olucia frowned. She didn't dare to retreat for fear of something happening to the painting.
However, if he continued to waste time, Meng Qi might really succeed.
Olucia wondered if she should use that move right now.
However, at this moment, a dark cloud formed in the sky.
At the same time, a ghostly voice sounded in everyone's ears.
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