Capítulo 935: Chapter 463: Battlefield (Part 2)
Before Selena could react with shock at the transformation of Lin Disi’s appearance and strength, her gaze instantly froze upon clearly seeing the faces of the two people slowly stepping out from behind Lin Disi.
“Honorable new Queen Alba…”
Lin Disi’s hoarse and deep laughter penetrated the layers of the void, drifting from afar.
“These two people, you must be very familiar with them…”
Selena looked at the two who bore a six to seven-tenth resemblance in appearance, yet their eyes were equally hollow and empty—those who were once her closest, now with gaze indifferent as stone.
She remained silent, and after a mont, her raised right hand slashed down towards the void like a sharp blade.
An unparalleled dazzling green light erupted from her body, and within the light, a majestic World Tree seed to rapidly grow.
The horns on the battlefield suddenly beca aggressive and high-pitched, and countless spells brewing for a long ti exploded simultaneously at this mont.
From above, frenzied laughter from Lin Disi carried on the wild wind, as figures shrouded in radiant light rose skyward, accompanied by the primordially soaring Spirits.
At this ti, among the raging demon tide in the sky, a deep purple Arrogant Sun leaped forth, with countless purple crystal-like energy chains snaking out like giant pythons, piercing through and tearing apart in an instant the flickering shadow of the World Tree on the battlefield and several newly ford Primordial Spirits…
The Six-legged Flying Dragon whimpered as it fell from the sky, and before it could touch ground, a three-headed demon with lion manes and ram horns appeared, lowing as it pounced and tore it to pieces, devouring it in large gulps.
Selena and a few Level 6 Wizards fell from the sky while coughing blood. At that mont, a tide of demons in the distance dispersed rapidly like snow under a scorching sun, revealing a skinny old man sitting in a rocking chair, knees covered with a thick blanket.
He squinted, his voice hoarse.
“Juventus…”
The terrifying deep purple Arrogant Sun seed to halt for a mont, and in the next second, a flamboyant black fire already ca roaring forth.
“Apocalyptic Armant: Demonic Phoenix!”
“Black Witch King, your opponent is .”
“Get out!”
The void in the firmant suddenly tore open a massive rift, and the terrifying figures of Lin Disi and the Black Witch King, both of Dawn, fell into it, leaving only the figure surrounded by boundless nebula-like purple light remaining in midair.
Selena wiped the blood from her lips with a fierce gaze, and with a raise of her hand, a magnificent Longbow grew rapidly around her hand like vines.
Around the figure shrouded in purple light, eerie Black Rove figures, representing the forces of the Ancient Witch Revival Association, continuously erged. Selena shot an arrow as radiant as a teor towards the direction of that Purple Sun.
She propped herself up, a mysterious golden rune appearing between her brows, releasing an unprecedented powerful aura from her body. She took a deep breath and spoke coldly with determination: “Kill!”
In an instant, the battle erupted completely.
The sky and earth seed to converge at this mont, with dark and bright torrents colliding fiercely.
Between heaven and earth, only the sounds of spell roaring and spell chanting echoed continuously….
……
Ronan stood in a high sky where flowing clouds rolled, his expression calm, as if waiting for sothing.
He watched the distant sunset being devoured bit by bit by the far mountains, and just as the afterglow of the sunset was about to vanish, a cold wind accompanied by a frigid Dragon’s roar ca from behind him.
Ronan turned around to see the massive Ancient Ice Dragon breaking through layers of clouds, quickly approaching.
At the mont of closeness, the gigantic Ice Dragon suddenly exploded, and in the rolling ice fog that erged, two figures shoulder to shoulder walked toward him.
Elsa carefully supported an old woman with trailing white hair as they slowly approached him.
Ronan took a deep breath, stretched out both hands, and bent slightly to support the old woman.
An overwhelming and irresistible invisible force held his arms first, and then the old woman walked up to Ronan, bowing respectfully and almost reverently to him.
Ronan’s eyes flickered, his face showing a hint of complex emotion.
His lips moved, and he finally spoke softly: “Thank you.”
The old woman shook her head, an amiable smile on her aged and withered face, her voice hoarse: “To fight for our King is the greatest honor of your life.”
Ronan pressed his lips tight, saying nothing.
At that mont, the old woman in front of him began to glow, ice crystal fragnts gently falling from her hair and body.
Her aged body faded quickly, and in a mont, a rejuvenated figure erged slowly from the light.
She was so young and graceful, her beauty like the never-fading Northern Lights in the Far North, resembling Elsa in both temperant and appearance.
She smiled at Ronan, her light blue eyes serene as a lake, her voice as if tapping on a crystal dish with ice shards.
“My King, please follow .”
“Heaven and Earth Ice Spirit, heed my call!”
The woman sang softly and tenderly, and with a gentle grasp, a deep blue Magic Wand fell into her palm.
Deep blue ice beams gathered at the point of her wand, opening a void rift, into which she walked gracefully.
Ronan and Elsa exchanged a glance and followed suit.
The three passed through a passage that felt brief yet lengthy and, upon erging under the open sky, they discovered they had arrived at the final battleground on the edge of the Sinking Eye.
The rumble of the Magic Cannon was like a thousand thunderbolts striking the ground simultaneously, with countless monsters dying every second, and wizards falling likewise.
Ronan saw a magnificent nebula roving the battlefield, felt the familiar aura emanating from the swirling nebula, and his gaze gradually turned cold.
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