Lucien remained silent. He raised his left hand, opened his fist, and clenched his fingers like a sword.
Suddenly, the world around him began to distort. The darkness receded, and the light shrouded the world. It was quiet and peaceful. The Silver Moon in the sky suddenly disappeared.
"You seem to have recovered a lot after absorbing Asin's divinity of death. But it's not enough." Antanas' voice sounded like a cat scratching a rusty iron plate with its paw. It was hoarse but extremely ear-piercing. He raised his warhammer, which was covered in a layer of gray but quiet Soul Flame, and swung it down heavily.
Hundreds of meters seemed to have disappeared in an instant. The war hammer appeared in front of Lucien. The monotonous world of black, white, and gray suddenly expanded outward. Wherever it passed, color and sound faded, as if everything was returning to eternal silence.
Lucien looked at all this calmly. He looked at Antanas, the silent war hammer, which devoured the peace of the world like in the legends. Suddenly, a huge Silver Moon rose behind Lucien. It was bright and clear, as if it had descended from the sky. A layer of black flame of destruction wrapped around Lucien's hand. It seemed to have turned into a real sword.
Lucien swung his left hand down. His robe fluttered behind him, and the Silver Moon also expanded. It was dazzling, and it collided with the solidified world of black, white, and gray.
The world seemed to have become chaotic. There was no light, no sound, no space, and no time.
The illusion disappeared in a flash. Natasha and the others saw a crack appear in the monotonous world of black, white, and gray that imprisoned them. Then, more and more cracks appeared, and the normal color and sound of the wind were reflected in it.
Suddenly, the monotonous world of black, white, and gray collapsed. The world around them returned to normal. Natasha and the others felt that their bodies were numb, and their movements were sluggish. They could not move freely.
However, they saw the result of the battle. Antanas was floating in the air, and the cliff under his feet had disappeared. The river water stirred up a huge whirlpool, trying to fill up the deep hole.
The rotten flesh on his body fell off piece by piece, and the bloodstained divinity of war made the white bones show the same color. The black, white, and gray light ball in his right eye seemed to be much more transparent, and the endless changes in it disappeared a lot.
It seemed that in this battle, he had suffered quite a bit of damage.
However, compared to Lucien Evans, who had flown to the other side of the Solna River, Antanas was in a much better condition. Lucien was lying on the ground, unable to move. His left hand was covered with a layer of grey.
"Haha, I told you it's not enough!" Antanas laughed in a hoarse voice that could drive anyone crazy.
It seemed that because the mysterious existence of the World of Souls was interrupted by Alterna before he had fully awakened, his consciousness and emotions were obviously more inclined towards the Lord of War, or Antanas, who was more extreme and crazy under the influence of the mysterious existence of the World of Souls.
Antanas took a step forward and looked at Lucien, who was struggling to stand up but failed to do so. He looked at Lucien's left hand that was hanging down weakly. Antanas was in a very good mood. "I'll absorb your power and completely recover. Although I can't kill you yet, I can send you into a long sleep! Alterna, slowly return from the river of fate! "
Antanas waved his war hammer. The world of black, white, and gray twisted again, infecting everything.
The knell of death seemed to have rung in Lucien's ears.
Suddenly, the world of black, white, and gray, without any other colors and sounds, burned with a green flame and collapsed.
Antanas reappeared in the world, surrounded by a deathly gray, which was completely different from the black, white, and gray color of his body. There was an obvious smell of decay, and broken souls were howling in the air.
"Ah!" Asin suddenly screamed. The milky white life force in her body was quickly sucked away and rushed into the air. Within a few seconds, Asin's face became extremely pale. Two bright red flames jumped out of her green eyes, and her body emitted a strong smell of the undead.
Similar to Asin, Ell, whose head was as rotten as a watermelon, groaned in pain. The bleeding stopped, and his body turned into a pale yellow liquid. However, because of his clergy in the field of Necromancy, such as resurrection and immortality, Ell did not directly turn into an undead creature.
With the Temple of War as the center, the dark green Husum Trees in the area of more than 200 meters withered and decayed. Little bits of fresh life force flew into the sky. The moist and fertile land instantly lost all its moisture and dried up inch by inch. When the water of the Solna River flowed into this area, it became gray and lifeless, emitting a rotten smell.
The senior-rank clergy in white robe exclaimed in shock, "Life Ritual? Demigod-lich? "
As soon as he finished his words, the divine light on his body triggered the attack of the air of death around him. The grayish-white decay and the holy light seemed to have produced a terrible 'alchemical reaction'. After a boom, the red-robed cardinal, who was at least level eight, exploded, and his vitality flew into the air.
The white flame around Danniel, the Fire of Purification, dimmed a lot. His legs could not support him anymore, so he knelt down on one knee. He hurriedly pressed his long sword against the ground to prevent himself from falling down. His life force was quickly draining away.
Natasha, on the other hand, realized what was going on in the shortest time. She was already standing beside Camil, holding the replica of the Shield of Truth in front of her. The Shield of Truth already had tiny cracks on it.
On the small and exquisite black shield, the color was fading bit by bit, as if it was losing its life force. From the looks of it, the shield would decay in less than a minute or two. However, Natasha had no other choice but to defend herself with great difficulty.
Belo, the God of Sun, lost his focus. As his life force was being drained away, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.
Lucien, who was struggling to stand up, seemed to be losing his life force. The gray color on his left hand was getting thicker and thicker.
Francis, who was lying on the ground and unable to move, turned his neck and rolled his eyes, looking at the wasteland of bones in the distance. Suddenly, he felt lucky that the mysterious Knight had sent him flying far enough away, so he was not within 200 meters of Antanas.
In this area, dark clouds filled with filthy aura had already condensed in the sky. With a bang, a black bolt of lightning lit up, and greyish-white raindrops began to fall. The stench of rotting flesh caused the heavily injured Els to pass out.
The dirty raindrops fell on the ground, and the ground turned gray instantly. Bones that had been buried for god knew how many years began to crawl up. Bathed in the rain, they were getting stronger and stronger.
Everything that was touched by the rain, including Danniel's Fire of Purification and Natasha's replica of the Shield of Truth, showed obvious signs of decay. Fortunately, they were not the focus of the attack. The rain continued to fall. Around Antanas, gray water poured down, polluting everything and melting the world of black, white, and gray around him.
Antanas raised his war hammer, but he was not as powerful as when he was fighting against Lucien. It was as if he only had the power of a legendary for a short period of time, just like Alterna.
However, he was a mysterious existence in the World of Souls. As soon as he raised his war hammer, the broken souls around him surrendered and stopped hindering him.
When Antanas was about to break free, a cold and gloomy voice came from the sky.
"Soul Imprisonment."
The broken souls around Antanas, as well as the soul warriors in the war realm, all twisted their faces and turned into streaks of soul light that entered Antanas' body. Antanas' body kept expanding and contracting. Grey liquid flowed out of the corner of his eyes. His divine body stood still like a statue.
"Life Ritual." The cold and gloomy voice came again.
The filthy clouds in the sky collapsed and fell on Antanas. Countless undead creatures around him rushed to his side and merged into the clouds.
Strong breath of life gushed out of Antanas' body, causing his tall and strong body to completely decay. His war hammer fell to the ground like mud, and his skull broke into pieces.
The black, white, and gray light balls fell out of his eye sockets and fell to the ground in pieces of the same size.
It seemed to have lost its consciousness because it had lost its sustenance. It was still high and mighty, but it had lost some of its spirituality. Unconsciously, it dyed the surroundings into a monotonous black, white, and gray.
The illusory Mage's Hand suddenly appeared and tried to grab the black, white, and gray light balls. However, they seemed to be in another world, and the Mage's Hand went right through them.
"Huh?" A confused voice came from the sky, and a lich in a black cloak appeared. There was no flesh on his face, only his white bones. His eye sockets were dark, and two needle-like red light spots were shining.
"It's him, Congus the Demigod-lich." Lucien sighed in his mind.
Congus did not hurry to collect the pieces of the mysterious existence in the World of Souls. Instead, he turned his eyes to Lucien. He was not a fool. He would not give Alterna a chance to recover. As for the others, they were no threat at all.
"Life Strip …" Congus uttered two short and strange words, which were the first magic words.
He did not let his guard down. He directly used a legendary spell to deal with Lucien and his "left hand".
When he was about to utter the second word, a dazzling light slashed at Congus' back, carrying with it a sense of order, honesty, and kindness.
The magic defense that was activated automatically was dissolved by the light without a sound, but Congus suddenly disappeared and appeared somewhere else. As a legendary sorcerer, it would be suicidal if he did not have the ability to defend himself from several people's ambush at any time and any place!
Whether it was Spell Trigger, Spell Order, Spell Sequencer, Astrology, or Prophecy Magic, they could all achieve the same goal.
Looking at the opponent who ambushed him just now, Congus discovered that it was Belo, the God of Sun, who was defenseless under the Life Ritual earlier. At this moment, he said proudly and majestically, "This attack is just a reminder."
"Who are you?" Congus had a familiar feeling. He knew that it was not Belo, the God of Sun, but he could not recognize who it was.
'Belo' did not answer. Countless white wings seemed to be unfolded on his back. He said solemnly, "Death must sleep. This is the order of life. Chaotic, evil creature that violates the law, accept your judgment! "
Suddenly, a balance scale with white on the left and black on the right appeared in front of him. After shaking it a few times, it regained its balance. The terrifying scene of deathly silence and the dark clouds in the sky disappeared at once, but the polluted land and withered trees were still there and could not be retreated.
"The Scales of Order! You are Rudolph II!" Congus could not understand this way of arrival, but it did not stop him from using the legendary spell that he wanted to use on Rudolph II.
"Life Deprivation!"
He arrived from a distance. Even with the Scales of Order, Rudolph could not compete with him!
Silently, 'Belo's' face aged as if it had been washed by time. The white wings on Rudolph II's back closed and converged into a beam of light of Order.
"Return to Order, Congus."
"Light of Order!"
The light seemed to have filled the whole world, making all the unnatural things disappear quickly.
Congus also opened his mouth and let out a howl that could destroy the world. "Demigod-lich's Howl!"
Natasha's eyes lost their brilliance again. She could not hear anything, and her nose seemed to have lost its sense of smell. The Shield of Truth in front of her began to crack at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Suddenly, the cold moonlight appeared in their eyes. They saw Lucien, who was on the other side of the river, floating in the air. He was wearing a long black suit. His left hand was raised high, surrounded by the flame of destruction.
"Didn't he and the Silver Moon Alterna lose their ability to fight?" The same question popped up in both Francis and Camille's minds at the same time.
Before absorbing the divinity of the Lord of Underworld, Alterna already had the ability to fight once. Now, she had absorbed the divinity twice and slept for more than half a month. How could she lose her ability to fight after one strike?
The reason why Lucien hid near the Temple of War was that he wanted to let the legendary archmage who was monitoring him fight with Antanas. Therefore, before the fight, he had predicted that Congus would be a variable. He purposely let Alterna not exert all her power, so that they could fight first at the cost of her being heavily injured.
Between the heavily injured Alterna and the mysterious existence from the World of Souls, who could still fight, it was obvious who Congus would fight first.
At the same time, Lucien knew that Rudolf II had already grasped the secrets of the seven primeval devils' arrival. Rudolf II was a variable that Lucien had met with Sophia before, so he knew that Rudolf II had already grasped the first step of the secrets of the seven primeval devils.
The Silver Moon's super recovery ability allowed Lucien to recover quickly. The huge Silver Moon rose again and completely covered the real Silver Moon in the sky.
Congus and Rudolf II were shocked to see Lucien slightly bowing and waving his left hand. The light of the Silver Moon suddenly expanded and filled their vision.
Was it because Lucien was smarter and more experienced than them?
No, it was only because Lucien knew more than Antanas that there was a legendary archmage lurking around. It was only because he knew more than Congus that there was a variable that could come. It was only because he knew more than Rudolf II that there was a legendary archmage monitoring everything. Therefore, he could deliberately injure himself to preserve his strength and wait for an opportunity.
This was the advantage brought by the information asymmetry!
The light of the Silver Moon tonight was so bright that Congus and Rudolf II felt that they would never forget this beautiful scene.
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