A few young female Priests couldn’t bear the terrifying scene before them; so fainted weakly, while others gritted their teeth and emitted suppressed whimpering cries.
The humans who escaped this calamity, whether brave warriors or powerful Mages, all had pale and grave expressions, as if they had aged ten years in an instant. Several people even found their legs wobbling like macaroni, their teeth chattering non-stop.
Is this the power of the "Light of Annihilation"? Everyone was questioning their psychological endurance limits.
Even a re glimpse of it would lead to chaotic magic flow causing explosive backlash!
Even Magic Shields and Dou Qi protecting the body would ignite and burn out when faced with the halo!
Two dignified Aegean Magic Tutors couldn’t even leave a single word behind as they turned into fragnts of flesh!
Now, at such close distances, who can escape the speed of light’s irradiation?
"Don’t be nervous... It’s okay to dare to sacrifice yourself... But be sure not to endanger those around you!" Ruicadonya’s expression was like a cat toying with a mouse, using a sly and pitying gaze, shaking the Mirror Wheel in its hand, teasing the remaining humans to the fullest. Surprisingly, two Magic Tutors were huddled together, even if the Skeleton River Commander didn’t want to make a move, he couldn’t help but act!
Gleaning despair and helplessness from the opponents’ eyes is what Ruicadonya most desires right now; it had been depressively silent for too long. The full extent of its hatred wasn’t just sothing that could be resolved by killing a few Aegean masters—it wanted to slowly tornt these prey from soul to flesh thoroughly and then devour them, one by one!
The Witch King, along with only three subordinates, leisurely watched the Aegean natives waiting like lambs for slaughter, a sense of delight in their eyes.
In front of the nurous, strong Aegean natives, the Netherworld and magic races don’t even need communication to naturally form an alliance; after all, no matter how strong the Scepter of Saffras and the Annihilation Mirror Wheel are, the number of tis they can release halos is still limited. If they indiscriminately knock down a batch and then enter into chaotic battles, it wouldn’t be as amusing as insulting and torturing their nerves currently.
At this mont, Master Stefano was nearly in despair.
A Magic Tutor is considered one of the strongest standing atop the world, but compared to the powerful Witch King and Netherworld Commander, a Magic Tutor might have so shortcomings, yet the differences are akin to those between a Magic Tutor and Saint Chiao; it’s rely the difference between a billionaire and a multi-billionaire — everyone has enough wealth to squander; it doesn’t necessarily an that you’re stronger and definitely better.
Even though the Witch King, Netherworld Commander can perhaps match the Aegean’s Saint Chiao, it doesn’t an they can defeat a Magic Tutor! The battlefield, aside from strength, relies more on coordination, luck, and execution; as for experience and skill, a Magic Tutor believes he won’t lose to any plane’s champions.
But the appearance of the artifact completely shifted the situation; such potent support known as "bottom-of-the-box strength" is hard to co by, and the mighty disdain using magical equipnt precisely because they haven’t t good enough items.
Theoretically, the only way to combat such powerful artifacts with human effort is by using a domain. A domain is a small-dinsional space; even if an artifact enters, it is bound by the spatial law restrictions!
But right now, none of the Aegean natives can actually cast a domain! {PS: Actually Ventéclair can, but the "Evergreen Domain" is bit unorthodox.}
Even taking ten thousand steps back, if there were a miraculous hero stepping forward, there wouldn’t be enough ti to cast the domain; the Witch King and Ruicadonya eyeing them wouldn’t be generous enough to offer such opportunity--truly, if one could win that tiny bit of ti, Master Stefano summoning the Forbidden Curse Scroll would be just the sa!
Ti! Damnable ti!
Master Stefano’s heart was filled with self-reproach and dissatisfaction; if he could have known earlier that the Skeleton River Commander and Witch King possessed artifacts that inherently did not belong to them, how wonderful it would have been!
Liu Zhenkang’s emotions were complicated too. If the Witch King or Netherworld Commander Ruicadonya first used the artifact against Florence, even with dispersed positions, casualties would be inevitable, but in that instant, any living person in Florence would surely dash forward, to engage these powerful beings in a life-and-death struggle!
But the opponent’s first target was rely humans; he actually almost charged forward just then, but ultimately did not.
Back before, perhaps he would have helped humans regardless of casualties, but after experiencing the Forbidden Curse shockwave’s baptism just now, a seed called "resentnt" quietly sprouted in his heart — this isn’t a matter of enlightennt, but rather humans have really hurt his feelings; a gentleman can die for a confidant but should never bear the title of fool to die.
"The Annihilation Mirror Wheel can only be used three tis; we have so many people here, how many tis can you use it?" Under the oppressive suffocating atmosphere, Master Stefano could no longer endure, snarling at the second leader of the Netherworld, his voice tremulous but fierce, he now truly wished to die alongside Ventola and Rigarde, escaping the tornt.
"I’ve never considered bringing you all down at once; this ti taking out several of the strongest among you, there’ll be plenty more opportunities in the future to slowly settle scores with the others!" Ruicadonya chuckled leisurely: "If I wanted to return to the Netherworld, I believe no one could stop ?"
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