According to the definition of the human kingdom, this is an evil god that has broken into the real world!

Except for the original strong men above the gold level, no warriors can now cause harm to him. Even the full-force attack of the flying dragon with the incarnation of the son of the hill and the dragon maid has limited effect, because the size of the evil god is still too large compared to them.

It's too big, not to mention that the regeneration of elemental bodies makes no sense at all.

The Black Blood Lord now calls the Pale Lord to throw out various spells, clouds of plague insects, furious flames, wind of despair, withering frost, mid-level warriors are killed by him one after another, and the four tentacles become slender and flexible.

Wrap up the bodies of the victims and pull them into the body of the Pale Lord.

"Come on, become one with me and help me create a perfect body. This is your honor."

Princess Fiad Weir let out an angry scream, and the sun staff in her hand burst out with thousands of rays of sunlight. The ninth-level natural spell - the light of the flaming sun, made the pale lord unable to move anymore, and was completely suppressed by the power of the sun.

Already.

If the light of the flaming sun can continue forever, it may not be able to destroy this resurrected ancient god. Unfortunately, the sun staff is not a sun tree after all. The power it contains has its own upper limit, and this kind of all-round suppression cannot last long.

The high-level warriors seized the opportunity and used all their strength to attack the mask on the head of the Pale Lord. The Azorta mask that looked like wood was actually indestructible. Its expression was flowing with the brilliance of the four elements, destroying all

All attacks are absorbed and dispelled.

The bright sunshine gradually dimmed. Fiad Weir put away the sun staff and sighed feebly: "We are actually fighting against a power that has been accumulated for tens of thousands of years... prepare to retreat."

Juknos could hardly maintain the form of the Son of the Hill, and heavily bombarded the body of the Pale Lord with the magma hammer, shouting unwillingly: "Why, we can't kill Him?"

At the same time, Victor was sitting on a high-backed stone chair on the spire of the Temple of Azores, smiling lightly and muttering to himself: "Why can't you kill Him? Because this is an alchemy tower..."

This stone chair is bright yellow in color and has a smooth surface. It is the embodiment of the earth element, just like the creation altar of Alchemy Tower No. 7.

In a sense, alchemical creatures are unkillable. For example, the dragon maids, their soul fire is eternal, and their will is entrusted in the wind elemental sea with the help of the dragon covenant. As long as Victor does not die, even if their bodies are destroyed, they will not die.

Can be reborn through the Alchemy Tower.

The Pale Lord is obviously not an alchemical creature, but his soul fire has the characteristics of immortality, and the elemental tower must be built at the balanced intersection of the four elements. This is a prerequisite for rebuilding the body with void elements.

Water sources can be seen near every alchemy tower, and the water source for the Azores Temple is the underground river below the sacrificial pit. This can explain why the Assyrians dug down to the underground river to build temples.

It should be the alchemists of the Secret Order who ordered the ancient Assyrians to first dig out the underground river and then build the majestic temple. To be precise, it was the elemental creation power of the Alchemy Tower that helped them build a mountain peak into the shape of a temple.

This is also the reason why the Pale Lord refuses to leave the sacrificial pit.

If he leaves the sacrificial pit, it means leaving the place where the four elements gather in balance. It will not be that simple to maintain the elemental state and repair and regenerate.

Victor didn't think he could kill the Pale Lord who controlled part of the laws of creation. He touched Di Li, who had her head on his knee, and said with a smile: "This battle is a reenactment of the ancient battle. How could it be possible?"

Without me joining?”

"Your Majesty, just fight wholeheartedly and I will protect you!" Di Li said firmly.

"Then it's up to you. After this battle, I won't be able to move for the time being." Victor smiled, stood up, turned around, and pointed his slender fingers on the stone chair.

The chair where the Assyrian Witch King once sat cracked into pieces suspended in the air, revealing two dense crystals, one of which immediately fell to the ground. Victor's eyes lit up, and he picked up the crystal and looked at it.

rune, and said happily: "Great, this is the memory crystal of the ancient alchemist. I will ask Bell to help me unlock it later, and I will leave it to you for safekeeping first."

After handing the memory crystal to Di Li's hand, Victor looked at another elemental rune crystal representing the alchemy tower, his eyes flickering. The fusion and absorption of this crystal would inevitably alert the Ant-Man Queen and the Ant-Man Army.

Victor, who has temporarily lost his power, is surrounded by Dilly, but he can no longer protect the others in the temple. Nelson and the others must try to escape from the clutches of the Ant-Queen.

At this point, Victor could no longer hesitate. He summoned the elemental rune crystal from Alchemy Tower No. 7 and let the two crystals fuse with each other.

He wiped the magical ring on the middle finger of his left hand, and white-gold runes appeared from the void. His dark eyes and hair turned dark gold, and blue, yellow, and green haloes of light lit up one after another around his eyes.

Divine protection.

The soul boils.

Apocalypse.

The mythical three-headed lizard Portanos awakens.

Wings of Sylph.

Grasp of the Wind Djinn.

Howling wind.

The full power of the Stormrage Swordmaster and the Master of Mind appeared on the battlefield at the bottom of the temple without reservation at this moment!

At this moment, in the distant human kingdom, all the golden knights felt the restlessness of the wind elemental sea, and under the Temple of Azores, the elite warriors of the Elf Empire saw the miraculous power!

A wisp of breeze passed through the hair of the moon elf Fiad Weir. It was agile, heavy, and bitingly cold. It hovered in the air, condensed with other wind elements, and transformed into a huge blue-black palm, like a storm.

The giant thrust his hand into the temple through the great chasm.

It occupies almost a quarter of the space on the bottom floor of the temple. Thunder and lightning shine in the palm of the hand. The indigo void wind element is the nails of the giant hand, clawing hard at the head of the Pale Lord.

The Pale Lord, whose size is comparable to that of a giant fortress, seems to have encountered an enemy of the same level. He roars and roars, wildly dancing his tentacles and lashing out at the palm of the storm giant. Amidst the sharp whistling sound, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the never-ending Azov

The wind of the Erta Mountains provided endless power to the storm giant. The wind element was destroyed and reborn. The indigo nails of the ghostly light tore open the scalp of the Pale Lord and tore the soul mask of the Witch King of the Seasons from his face.

Floating and sinking in the huge palm composed of wind elements.

Immediately afterwards, the palm of the storm pierced the chest of the Pale Lord like a knife, and brought out an oak seed hidden inside.

The Pale Lord let out a half-whisper of terror, unable to maintain his half-human form anymore, and slumped back into his original tentacle monster appearance.

The palm of the storm giant dissipated, turning into a whirlwind that wrapped the mask and oak seeds the size of an ordinary human head and flew along the patio of the sacrificial pit to the top of the temple, blowing the "Tears of Freya" to Iloth along the way.

Yue Ge disappeared into the courtyard wearing only the Witch King mask.

The surviving elves and dwarves all raised their heads and looked up at the temple courtyard, not even paying attention to the female sacred object that was taken into the hands of Ilusi.
Chapter completed!