The truth is that there wasn’t even ti to react before being completely crushed.
No way... this can’t continue any longer.
He stretched out his hand, and under the control of spiritual power, forcefully pulled the blurred flesh of the Death Reaper out of the attack range.
The gleam in his right hand instantly fell on that mass of flesh.
As the Resurrector’s aura slightly dropped, the mass of flesh twisted and reford into the figure of the Death Reaper.
The Death Reaper looked gloomily in the direction where Kael was located.
No one at that mont would have thought that he would die so straightforwardly.
The Resurrector didn’t actually have much intention to save the Death Reaper; strictly speaking, the two were sowhat in a competitive relationship in this battle.
But now he no longer had any extra thoughts of competition.
The Elyseus Lord was far more threatening than the legends suggested. For him, even if he had to pay the price to save the Death Reaper, who had twisted beyond recognition, it was the only way to proceed to the next step.
The Church of Life and Death’s legions following them were a group of special occupiers known as the Synchronized Ones.
This was a special group transford from worshippers.
By using so divine arts, the Synchronized Ones’ minds were unified, and their innate occupational power frequency also beca almost completely synchronized.
In this situation, the Synchronized Ones’ power could be concentrated upwards to a single entity, allowing those few individuals to experience a leap in strength.
The Death Reaper and Resurrector were waiting for this opportunity.
As leaders, for various reasons, they wanted to maximize benefits in the war without becoming re tools, but rather using themselves as higher-level tools in a king-to-king match.
The implication is...
The Death Reaper and Resurrector, although high-level legends, were not the "kings" of decisive victory, but were more like "generals" used to engage and clean up after the enemy.
Every second delayed would tip the scale further in their favor.
But for the Resurrector alone to hold off the Elyseus Lord for a few more breaths was... zero!
So even if he had to extract the source, forcefully reshaping the Death Reaper’s flesh into a new body, he had to do it.
Only this ti, the two no longer dared to approach Kael’s vicinity.
That was a forbidden zone of life, as the Magic Monarch’s system of power was truly strange, nothing like the typical Mage, and compared to the two who excelled in close combat, the Elyseus Lord seed to have a more unique understanding of spiritual combat.
The two pulled back and soon began a bombardnt of the surface as if they were baptizing it, while Kael seed enchanted, his Force Field Barrier nullifying attacks aid at him ti and ti again.
That kind of powerful defense was truly despair-inducing to witness.
Yet the two besieging Kael were not afraid, but rather internally delighted.
The more pretentious the better! The more pretentious the better! This way, they could drag it out longer, and perhaps, without paying so cruel price, completely annihilate this guy and bring the power of that specin back to the Church.
"Power is such a wondrous thing; it’s like a magnifying glass, always ready to amplify your true and ugly appearance...
Like now, you’re really arrogant, Elyseus!"
When the battered Death Reaper and Resurrector felt the terrifying power accumulated behind them, they couldn’t help but smile.
I’ve unleashed my ultimate skill; can you still beat in a second?
As he thought this, the world seed to quiet down at that mont, a force spreading outward as if to suppress everything, as if the world had fallen into an absolute stillness.
If soone were outside this area, they would quickly notice how abnormal Kael’s group’s battlefield had beco.
In fact, the tribal warriors who had been cautiously observing the battlefield were horrified for a mont, as if everything in this area had been stopped.
"Ti Stop, a Nine Rings Magic of the transformation type?"
The others hadn’t even reacted when they felt the flow of ti return to normal.
Then, a terrifying spell descended from the sky, seemingly dragging the nearby earth into an apocalypse, innurable streams of magical brilliance enveloping everything.
It was the Eight Rings Extre Effect Spell called [Day of Mourning], and in a single instant, the magic energy blast from the airborne [Day of Mourning] subrged everything within sight.
The effect of 8 extre Eight Rings spells had long surpassed the upper limit of ordinary Nine Rings Magic of the plastic arts type.
And now, as the synchronized explosion of [Day of Mourning] surged outward with terrifying force, as if a tectonic attack, the northern wilderness ground trembled with a mournful cry, the shock even reaching Lancaster at the border.
When Dong Kael erged from the explosion’s center, what t his eyes was a deep, cratered land radiating outward.
Originally, there was a ridge here, but now all that remained was a giant basin with burning flas, everything else in utter silence.
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