"Positron Cannon?"
Mecantron was slightly shocked. Although he had been paying attention to the Congress of Magic's studies on the microscopic domain and had a solid knowledge of magic, he was mostly focused on astrology and quantum superposition. His understanding of antimatter and positron was limited to the basic concepts. Therefore, he did not know much about the magic.
More importantly, because the quantum field theory hadn't been developed yet, the concept of 'vacuum fluctuation' hadn't been proposed, and the description of the collision and annihilation of positive and negative electrons hadn't been proposed yet. Even the false picture of the vacuum ocean of negative energy hadn't been presented yet. Therefore, except for Lucien, the other arcanists only knew that antimatter could barely exist in the main material world because it would offset with regular matter. They did not know the terrifying annihilation effect that antimatter could cause, that its energy release efficiency was higher than fusion, and that antimatter could destroy a world when its quantity was small!
Since none of the arcanists except Lucien had studied it to that extent, how could Mecantron, the Angel King, know it?
At this moment of rapid change, he realized that he had been deceived by the 'stand-in puppet', and he only had the time to make one reaction. Therefore, he opened his arms without any hesitation. His wings were pure and bright, and ivory holy light descended from the projection of the seven-floored paradise.
"Blessed Realm!"
If he used 'God's Guard', he wouldn't be able to move for the time being. Lucien Evans, who had obtained the Time Plate, could leave the abyss with Natasha easily when the Demogorgon of Darkness hadn't gotten rid of the Snow Lady and the Lord of Death yet. Clement, the garbage, was still suppressed by Natasha and couldn't stop them from leaving at all!
Therefore, he chose to stay in the Blessed Realm and try his best to stall Lucien until Gonheim, the Demogorgon of Darkness, defeated the two Demon Lords and came to besiege Lucien. About twenty seconds had passed, and Gonheim should have already won the battle!
Ivory holy light descended and stood around Mecantron like the pillars of the temple. Their brilliance blossomed and turned the space around into an ocean of holy light. Together with the melodious hymns from the projection of Mountain Paradise, Mecantron was like a paradise on earth.
"Positron Cannon!"
Outside of Lucien's left hand, there seemed to be a pitch-black magnetic field. It twisted and bound, causing mysterious ripples in space.
Countless inexplicable things gathered together. It was no longer silver-white lightning, but a flame-like electric current. They intertwined with each other and turned into a long electric snake wrapped in flames. It shot out like a thick laser.
Had it not been for the weird arrival of the Angel King, and had he not been so well-prepared that the Demogorgon of Darkness and the Overlord of Fire could not have stopped him for long enough, he might not have sensed the danger when the two top legends were intentionally deceiving him. He might not have been so vigilant as to retrieve it with the substitute puppet.
Therefore, in such a vacuum, Lucien used the positron cannon without any hesitation!
The pillar of electric light that seemed to be mixed with illusionary fire was blown at Mecantron, the Angel King. Because of the restriction of the magnetic field, the Chaotic Cosmos was not affected at all. It was like a regular blast of fire.
At this moment, Mecantron's Blessed Realm had just been constructed, allowing him to be perfectly protected by the Holy Temple!
The angel wings on Mecantron's back were closed, and spots of holy light floated up, congregating into a tiny horn of paradise before him. He was going to perform the real Light of Paradise as the deputy of paradise. Now that his plan had failed, he would have to carry out the plan with his own strength!
The flashing and flowing pillars of lightning hit the Blessed Realm brutally with the color of fire.
Then, disbelief beamed out of Mecantron's golden eyes. The place where the two collided burst out the dazzling brilliance that was as bright as the arrival of the sun. Not only did the Blessed Realm fail to defend itself, it even exploded as the light illuminated.
Boom!
The terrible explosion could not be transmitted due to the vacuum, but in a short moment, everything around was engulfed in the annihilation that seemed to be able to destroy the world. Mecantron had no time to react at all. The energy storm set off by the Holy Blessing had already spread to him!
"What's this spell?"
"Why does it have such a terrifying and weird effect?"
"Nothing seems to be able to stop it!"
At this moment, Mecantron suddenly felt that the world was about to be destroyed. It seemed that if it were further improved, it would be even more powerful than 'God's Arrival' in terms of pure destruction!
However, the sudden epiphany could not help him escape from the ocean of energy around, and his momentary reaction did not give him the time to perform 'God's Guard' at all!
"No!"
Roaring from the bottom of his heart, Mecantron's golden eyes were filled with intense disbelief and fear. He felt that his body and his soul were being destroyed irreversibly. From inside to outside, from outside to inside, terrifying explosions burst out, raising an unimaginable energy storm!
His face that was as handsome as a girl's and his thirty-six pure white wings were blown into smithereens at the same time!
Clement gradually stabilized himself from Natasha's crazy attacks. Right when he was about to counterattack, he suddenly felt that the pressure on him was reduced. Natasha had fled to the distance without caring about anything. The Sword of Truth cut across the cosmos, allowing her to appear in another direction very quickly!
"Why are you running away?"
"Are you scared?"
"You're not stopping me from taking the Time Plate anymore?"
Just as these thoughts popped up in his mind, he "heard" Lucien's strange and vast incantation through the special electromagnetic waves that were vibrating and leaking out of Lucien's spiritual power.
"Positron Cannon!"
Then, he saw that the pillar of fiery electric current that was different from regular electric currents hit the Chorale. He sensed the brilliance that seemed to be erupting before his eyes and sensed the feeling of pure destruction!
"Why?"
"Why is this happening?"
"The Chorale has been added to the explosion reaction!"
"The defense layer itself is adding power to the spell too!"
"This spell is too insane!"
Similar thoughts popped up in Clement's head. Then, he felt unprecedented desperation!
Because he was too close to the 'paradise' created by the Blessed Realm, there was not much of a vacuum between them. The energy storm swept over directly, giving him no chance to escape with divine powers at all!
"No wonder Natasha Orvarit fled like a rabbit that was shot by an arrow just now …"
He finally understood why Natasha suddenly abandoned the attack and ran away without caring about anything!
It was a pity that he realized it too late!
When Lucien got the Time Plate and was ready to perform 'Positron Cannon', he told Natasha through the telepathic bond. After hearing the effect of the spell from Lucien, she naturally ran away as fast as she could. Although the space-time defense such as the Shield of Truth could protect her from the annihilation caused by the collision of matter and antimatter, the Shield of Truth would probably be broken when the annihilation had already occurred and created an energy storm that was even more thorough than 'Eternal Blaze'.
Looking at the scorching light and the pure energy storm, Clement was in a trance for a moment. The defense layer that he enhanced himself couldn't resist them, could it?
Right when he was desperate, the void behind him suddenly split open, and a hand that was covered in green and black scales extended out. Black thorns that were glittering coldly grew out of the joints.
The hand, with the air of transcendence and dominance, 'grabbed' Clement and dragged him into the space gap!
The terrifying energy storm swept over, but it could not penetrate the space and time!
"The Lord of Hell?" The hand gave Lucien a very familiar feeling. It belonged to Maltimus, his old acquaintance. He did not know that the Lord of Hell had been paying attention to the whole thing! As expected of the Lord of Hell!
After Clement 'dodged', there was only vacuum left, and the annihilation gradually died down.
At this moment, the chaotic cosmos suddenly trembled, and the infinite darkness turned into inky blackness. Furious roars came from all directions:
"Goddamn devil! Go to hell! "
"The Will of Abyss?" Lucien and Natasha were not unfamiliar with such a feeling either.
Devils and demons despised each other. One believed that the other party was brainless, and the other believed that the enemy was too weak to be destructive and murderous except for some schemes. Also, the abyss was connected to the ninth level of hell. Therefore, wars broke out between them all the time. There was no telling how many years of bloody grudges had been accumulated.
That was why the Will of Abyss was so infuriated when the Lord of Hell arrived at the abyss and attacked without caring about his wounds!
Before the two forces collided, Lucien blinked to Natasha's side. The deep and fascinating projection of the Atomic Universe appeared behind him, and the colorful starlight illuminated the area.
Then, as the projection of the Atomic Universe disappeared, Lucien and Natasha disappeared from the chaotic cosmos too.
Now that he had the Time Plate, why would he stay here and give the Will of Abyss a chance to vent his fury? Also, Gonheim, the Demogorgon of Darkness, would arrive at any moment. If his magic did not catch the enemy by surprise, there would still be a huge gap between him and a top legend.
After all, apart from the space-time defense, the Positron Cannon could be deflected by the supernatural power of magnetic field. Therefore, for the enemy who knew the weirdness of the Positron Cannon, he had to create an opportunity that he could not defend himself with appropriate means with other spells. Such spells were exactly the gap between Lucien and a top legend!
Not being blindly arrogant was Lucien's creed!
… …
In the royal palace of the Holy Helvetic Empire …
Rudolph II, who had been leaning against the chair, suddenly sat straight and vomited a mouthful of golden blood. He mumbled to himself in fear, "Thankfully, my original body is me, or …"
He was too shrewd to continue. He closed his eyes again and sensed the sacred, seven-floored 'Mountain Paradise'. Then, the boundless brilliance of the seventh floor slowly separated and landed on the edge, turning into an angel who was holding a tome. The thirty-six wings on the back were slowly folded, but the shadow was too vague to be real. There was no telling how long it would take for it to be condensed.
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