The tri-colored diamond-shaped emblem on top of the giant's head gradually lit up. The terrifying power that even the angels feared was completed. However, the giant did not immediately launch an attack to destroy the stars. Instead, it lowered its head and whispered, "But where are those stars? I can't see … "
The Astrologer was about to go crazy. He immediately shouted, "Whatever! Just fire in the highest and farthest direction! "
He couldn't help but be anxious because the other party's arrangements were about to be completed.
"That's it then …" Attie had a rough idea of what to do and reminded them, "But after this attack, the power bestowed by the War God will be used up. The rest is up to you guys."
"Don't worry, leave the rest to us." The one who responded was the engineer who had been chased around earlier.
"Thank you for your timely intervention. You've bought us precious time." The Archmage chimed in. "The students and the wounded have all been taken in. We can now fight with our full strength."
"Is that so? Then I can rest assured. I'll leave Noirciel in the hands of the teachers. " As she spoke, she raised her head towards the sky, and a tri-colored light beam shot out from her forehead. The light beam slowly rose up, leaving a black area in its wake. The blue and pure sky seemed to have been painted with a straight black mark, as if someone had neatly dug out the entire area.
In the end, the curtain of light disappeared, leaving behind a black line that stretched all the way to the sky. The sky above Arfin City was now covered in black, and there were no longer any clouds or stars in the sky. Not even light could penetrate the city. Isythre's attack had torn a huge rift in the fabric of space, as if an egg had been cracked open.
After releasing this final attack, Attie immediately turned back into her Kitty Cat Maid form. Her body fell from mid-air, and a warrior with sharp eyes and quick hands immediately caught her. He discovered that she had only regained consciousness, and was curled up in his arms like a kitten, sleeping soundly.
"You did well," the warrior said softly, pinching Attie's soft cheeks and rubbing them gently.
As for the angels' plan, it had naturally failed. Seeing that he was about to succeed, a dark expression appeared on Paar's face. He put down the sword in his hand and said in a low voice, "This is really too unreasonable …"
"How stupid! How reckless! " Paimon said angrily, "A crack has appeared in the barrier, and this plane will no longer be protected by the barrier. Any creature can easily pass through this crack and enter this plane. The humans here will bid farewell to peace and tranquility. This foolish and ignorant apostle has no idea how much suffering he has caused!"
Due to the severe damage to the Star Array, the holy light that covered the entire plane began to gradually fade, and the entire plane began to gradually return to its original appearance.
Paar was not dejected by this. Instead, he said excitedly, "But this may not be a bad thing for us." As he said that, a silhouette of light slowly separated from the body he was using and reformed into the image of an angel in the air. It was still the same white robe and wings of light, and it was still blindfolded. However, it looked even more holy and pure!
"Yes, we can freely enter and exit this plane without any restrictions. We won't be restricted to human bodies, and we won't be restricted to three days. We won't have to worry about Noirciel's depravity either." Paimon did the same thing and abandoned his vessel.
Before the two abandoned corpses could wake up, they fell to the ground and turned into a pile of meat paste.
The other angels followed suit, abandoning the bodies of their believers and transforming into their true bodies. In an instant, hundreds of them fell to the ground like rain, and the crisp sound of their bodies hitting the ground was endless.
"These heretics will face our true wrath! They will face our true wrath! " The angels once again donned their light armor and brandished their swords. They pounced on the Voidwalkers, who seemed to have used up all their trump cards.
The angels, who could use their full strength, immediately put a great deal of pressure on the Voidwalkers. The already precarious battle line collapsed in an instant.
"Wow! They're even stronger now! " The Engineer Walker could only watch helplessly as his marionettes were sliced in half by the angel's slash. The Engineer Walker panicked.
"Let me!" The Caveman Walker shouted. Suddenly, he lunged at the angel closest to him.
However, the angel casually swung its sword and cut the Caveman Walker in half.
"That's not the worst," the Soul Armature Practitioner said grimly. "Look!"
He pointed at the black crack. At this time, countless rays of light were flying out from the crack that pierced through the sky, and for a moment, the crack was illuminated in gold. These rays of light were all the trails left behind by the angels when they flew. With this crack, they were no longer restricted and could come and go as they pleased.
How many angels were there in the Divine Realm? No one knew the exact number, but they were certain it was much higher than 33. The Voidwalkers were completely surrounded by wings of light that covered the sky above Arfin City like a flock of pigeons.
The battle had turned into a one-sided one. The difference in numbers and strength was too great. The astrologer didn't expect that Attie's attack to shatter the star would bring about such a huge change.
"Surrender!" the Archangel Walker shouted from afar. "This war is over."
The Archmage Walker, who was surrounded by the angels, looked around and saw the Caveman Walker trying to reattach his body. The Engineer Walker's head had been chopped off, and the rest of his body was scattered like a headless fly. The Paladin and the Cleric Walker were crucified by the angels with their lightsabers. The dragons in the sky had been slaughtered, and only Mordred was left. She was the only one left standing, and she was covered in wounds.
All that was left was the Final Fortress, where Noirciel was kept. The Warrior was leading the Northern Baldies in a desperate battle, while the Swordsman was standing in front of the girls. His armor was riddled with cracks, and he looked like he was about to fall apart.
"Is the war over?"
The Archmage Walker shook his head. He tapped the ground with his staff and shouted, "The Void fears nothing!"
Then, he mustered all the energy in his body and prepared to turn himself into a giant bomb.
But at this moment, a deep and powerful heartbeat suddenly sounded in the air, and the dull thumping sound entered everyone's ears at the same time. This sound had appeared when the stars were shattered before, but not many people noticed it. But now, even the angels heard it. At the same time, they also sensed a terrifying gaze staring at them, as though an unimaginably powerful existence had been awakened and was peeking at this world through the rift that Attie had torn open.
"Sorry, I'm late." A voice rang in the Voidwalkers' ears.
The angels were stunned by the sudden change. They stopped flapping their light wings, swinging their weapons, and firing their light cannons. It was as if they had been disconnected.
Suddenly, countless beams of light descended from the sky above the ruins behind the Archmage. They were arranged neatly into a phalanx, and vague voices could be heard from within the phalanx.
A few moments later, the beams of light disappeared, revealing the figures inside. They wore sorcerer's armor and wielded spears. They looked like phantoms, but the excitement and excitement on their faces were so clear and real that it was hard to tell if they were real or not.
The Archmage Walker looked at the familiar faces and the familiar outfits, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
The pillar of light in the sky gradually disappeared, and the ten thousand shadows below finally took shape. One of them took a step forward and knelt down on one knee before the Archmage. Using the ancient language that had long been forgotten by the world, the Archmage began to speak loudly.
"Wherever my Emperor is, he shall be my territory. Wherever my Emperor goes, he shall be my conqueror. Wherever my Emperor sees, he shall be my subject."
"Glory to my Emperor!"
Following that, the rest of the phantoms let out a cry that was loud enough to shake the heavens and earth, "Glory to the Emperor!"
These phantoms were the Rohserlian Sorcerer Legion, the Archmage Walker's pride, the Rohserlian Sorcerers who dared to challenge even the Gods!
The Archmage Walker did not know why they suddenly appeared here. He only knew that when they appeared behind him, he would be invincible!
He was just about to open his mouth to say something when a petite and adorable figure suddenly sprang out from the illusory figure. She threw herself into his arms and cried out in a sweet voice, "Royal Grandfather! Are you alright?! "
The Archmage looked down in shock. It was Mia! From the feel of her body, the expression on her face, and the tears welling up in her eyes, he could tell that she was not a phantom. She was a real person! The real Mia!
"Mia?! How did you come back?! "The Archmage asked in a low voice.
"The process was very complicated. I'm not sure myself. I'll need Mr. Hope to explain it to you personally." Mia moved away from the Archmage's arms and wiped her tears. Then, she handed the black book hanging on her waist to the Archmage Walker. "Royal Grandpa, your book!"
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