In the midst of the chaos in the large tent, scorching flas and roaring thunder surged and swelled like erupting magma and writhing silver snakes, wreaking havoc in a frenzy.
In an instant, Owen's body was engulfed.
The emanating waves of power turned the ground into a charred black ss, sending up columns of black smoke.
The claws of the two bloodwolves that ca into contact with Owen seed to sink into a quagmire, imdiately enshrouded by thunder and flas.
Their iron-like tough fur crackled and sizzled under the relentless assault.
The magma and thunder both contained the power of [Order].
Despite the bloodwolves being as powerful as platinum-tier mages, they couldn't withstand the power of [Order].
After a brief struggle, the silver fur on the bloodwolves' bodies began to shrivel and blacken, and their desiccated flesh showed cracks like tree bark, oozing thick black blood.
Although the bloodwolves' claws were injured, they were now zombies and felt no pain.
Instead, they snarled more fiercely, pressing down on Owen with greater force, accompanied by waves of foul-slling air.
Magma and thunder coiled around Owen's hands, but under the imnse pressure, they began to recede, their glow and aura dimming slightly.
Owen's eyes showed a hint of gravity.
These two bloodwolves were indeed once near diamond-tier in their ferocity.
The power they unleashed now was truly terrifying.
Even a diamond-tier mage might find it hard to match these two bloodwolves in physical strength and power.
However, Owen was clearly not in that category!
He pushed Obsidify to its limit, with an indestructible black light swirling around him.
His hand, like a black iron forge, clashed fiercely with the bloodwolves.
"Do you have a death wish?!"
Seeing that Owen was not retreating but advancing, attempting to match the bloodwolves in physical strength, Sean and Robert chuckled.
However, the next mont, their smiles froze.
As Owen pushed Obsidify to its limit, combining it with the Order of Fire and Order of Thunder, he managed to forcefully knock the two fully powered bloodwolves away!
In Sean and Robert's eyes, the two bloodwolves were like towering mountains, their explosive power capable of shattering mountains and severing peaks.
Yet, in a head-on clash with Owen, they were actually repelled!
How strong was Owen's physical body?
A look of astonishnt crossed their faces.
Spellbeasts generally had stronger physical bodies than mages, and these two bloodwolves were nearly two whole tiers higher than Owen!
Now, Owen felt more like a humanoid beast to them!
Boom!
The two bloodwolves, struck by Owen, flew out like massive teors, tearing through the tent and hurtling backward, flying dozens of ters through the air before crashing to the ground, creating a huge pit and kicking up a cloud of dust.
The sound of their landing snapped Sean and Robert out of their shock, and they stared intently at Owen.
For a gold-tier level 1 to unleash such combat power was beyond reason!
"This guy is too strange. Let's strike together and eliminate him quickly!"
The two exchanged a glance, each seeing the intense killing intent in the other's eyes.
The two bloodwolves were the strongest of all the zombies they had crafted!
Yet even when attacking together, they were no match for Owen. This guy was more monstrous than the rumors suggested!
Everyone else had overestimated Owen, but after this brief encounter, they realized they had underestimated him!
Having made their decision, the two imdiately summoned bone staffs into their hands. The bone staffs resembled miniaturized human skeletons, with hollow eye sockets glowing with eerie green light, staring intently at Owen and emitting a soul-stirring, eerie glow. Owen's body instantly tensed up, his whole body feeling as if pricked by needles, aching and numb, causing a montary daze before he regained his senses.
At the mont of Owen's daze, the two n sneered coldly, gripping their staffs and charging towards him.
Simultaneously, the zombies outside the tent imdiately dropped what they were doing and roared as they rushed towards Owen.
In an instant, the valley shook as if it were collapsing, creating a massive landslide.
Amidst this imnse upheaval, Owen beca the focal point, the core of the turbulent storm, as if the entire world was bearing down on him.
The ground beneath Owen's feet cracked open instantly, spreading countless intersecting fissures like a spider web.
However, this anomaly lasted only a mont.
Owen took a deep breath, his left hand entwined with flas while his right hand flashed with
a dark golden light, and the Godslayer Sword appeared in his hand.
The agitated mana around Owen surged, and then a swath of crimson flas swept towards the zombies behind him. Within these flas, furious silver thunderbolts flickered.
The approaching zombies were turned to ashes by the fire and thunder before they could even strike Owen, scattering all over the ground.
anwhile, Owen focused most of his attention on Sean and Robert.
The Godslayer Sword radiated a brilliant light, transforming into a massive dark golden sword energy, cutting visible cracks in the pale void like a sharp blade.
Supre Sword!
Once again, it shone with its rightful brilliance in Owen's hand.
Nothing it couldn't cut, nothing it couldn't break!
The incoming sword energy reflected in their eyes.
Sean, at the forefront, felt as if his pupils were being sliced open, blood trickling from the
corners of his eyes, causing a stinging pain that made his scalp tingle.
Robert, behind him, felt his scalp nearly explode, and the mana swirling around his body dispersed significantly.
It seed that under this sword energy, they were trembling and wailing!
Danger!
Extre danger!
Their minds were completely overwheld with thoughts of terror!
It seed that no conventional ans could resist or evade this strike!
It was as if this sword had severed their very lives!
They had never experienced or felt anything like this before.
Almost simultaneously, the two n did not advance but retreated, their bone staffs
colliding.
The ghostly flas in the skull's eyes exploded, transforming into fiery specks that swirled around them, faintly outlining a colossal skeletal phantom.
This skull resembled a human skull, with nurous eyes forming a delicate ring from its
brow.
At this mont, these eyes were closed, but from the corners of the eyes, grayish-black mist began to rise, hinting at the possibility of opening, causing the void before them to emit
wailing sounds.
Owen's pupils slightly contracted as he saw the trajectory of the Supre Sword slow down
for the first ti.
"Kid, being the first to die under the Thousand-Eyed Demon God is an honor!"
Seeing the deadly sword energy slow down, Sean and Robert imdiately breathed a sigh of
relief, their faces twisting into sinister smiles.
The Thousand-Eyed Demon God descended!
This extrely rare combined magic spell!
Even in the vast realm of dark magic, it was a particularly unique and terrifying presence.
Both of them had diligently practiced within House Ashbourne and had finally mastered it.
Previously, no one was worthy of them using it.
They initially believed that relying on their own strength, especially with the Corpse Animation Spell, was enough to dominate the continent.
They didn't expect the first ti they would use it would be against Owen, a gold-tier mage.
"Thousand-Eyed Demon God, your supre sacrifice is ahead. Your humble servants beg you,
strike now!"
Robert suddenly cut his palm, letting the blood drip onto the top of the fused bone staff. The blood flowed over the white skull, dyeing it crimson.
As the white skull transford, the Thousand-Eyed Demon God's phantom behind them beca even more realistic.
The originally closed eyelids began to twitch slightly, and the mist escaping from the eye
corners turned blood-red!
Whoosh!
The sword energy of the Supre Sword ca crashing down, heavily striking the illusory
demon god's head, almost cleaving it in two.
Roar!
A pained sound burst from the throats of Sean and Robert.
The Thousand-Eyed Demon God descended, imnsely powerful, yet requiring a certain
amount of ti to gather strength.
Now, their bloodlines were connected to this wisp of the demon god's avatar. If this illusory head were shattered, it would also an their demise.
Fortunately, despite the strength of Owen's sword, the demon god's head contained a trace of
the true demon god's power!
This was sothing Owen couldn't possibly comprehend at his current level.
It was the power of a true god! After their grueso screams, the two n imdiately forced themselves to stay focused, absorbing all the controlled zombies into the demon god's phantom behind them.
In just an instant, the demon god's phantom beca even more solid, and the cracks caused
by the Supre Sword began to heal rapidly!
Then, the demon god's originally serene face beca bloodthirsty and ferocious.
At that mont, the eyes on the demon god's head suddenly opened wide!
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