Huff, huff, huff...
"You? Master of the Oblivion Tower, just you alone!?"
The Insulated ch Stigmata Sorcerer gasped, looking at Green in disbelief while trying to maintain as much distance as possible.
There were no Curse Wizards near this battlefield, and the fear for the Black Terminator ca from the instinct of every wizard who had been involved in the war for a long ti.
At the sa ti, the Insulated ch Stigmata Sorcerer keenly noticed that in a short span, Grim Power had fully recovered, the aura of the soul slightly altered, and the features had aged sowhat.
Green did not speak, but through the Face of Truth, the three-colored light eyes gravely stared at the Trick Crystal Terminator, its many bizarre eyes blinking weirdly, the battle intent suppressed at the heart seed like a volcano about to erupt, ready to explode!
"Damn it, when I tell you to go, just go quickly. If you don’t go to support that guy, and that fluffy sheep dies, the Path of the True Spirit for the Magneto-Wave Stigmata Grand Sorcerer will be ruined. Why so much nonsense?"
Xiao Ba finished saying this and suddenly plucked a bright feather from himself, scaring Leafy on Green’s other shoulder.
"What are you doing, are you crazy?"
Xiao Ba, touched by Leafy’s concern, finally reacted, feeling warm inside. After giving an apologetic cackle towards Leafy, he tossed the feather to the Insulated ch Stigmata Sorcerer.
"Take it, a gift from Master Eight. Use it at the right ti later."
The Insulated ch was stunned as he received Xiao Ba’s feather, just about to say, "but," when he was interrupted by another side, the Panic Boiling Disciple, Sun and Moon ridians Stigmata Sorcerer. The witch showed considerable decisiveness and already knew through the Panic Boiling Stigmata Sorcerer that this Oblivion Tower Stigmata Sorcerer was not simple.
"Go!"
Nodding slightly, the Insulated ch followed the Sun and Moon Essence Wheel away, inside the ch coated with Titan Spear tal, this chanical Stigmata Sorcerer couldn’t help but worry, "You have seen the combat ability of that Trick Crystal Terminator; even with such a large Wizard Legion supporting us, we are powerless."
He paused for a mont and then continued, "The Master of the Oblivion Tower is a Level Five Stigmata Wizard and has gained so fa at the base recently. If we two combine his power, we might hold back the Trick Crystal Terminator for a while. Seeing the battlefield situation, we could certainly wait for the support of other Wizard Legions."
"But what Master Green said is true. The soul partner of the Magneto-Wave Stigmata Grand Sorcerer..."
Boom!
Just as Sun and Moon ridians spoke halfway, suddenly, from the rear battlefield, where they had just teleported a few elents away, a terrifying energy wave erupted like a storm sweeping outward, as if two incredibly powerful entities were clashing directly behind!
The two hurriedly glanced back, their pupils shrinking.
That aura, heart-stirring, hair-raising, sending shivers down the spine...
Bam!
In the mid-air, a violent energy ball, within which a pink figure seed to be struck by an irresistible force instantly, appeared defenseless, falling straight from the sky.
"This! Could it be? Am I seeing things!? This can’t be real!?"
"Master of the Oblivion Tower, he..."
From within the ch Heart ca the shocked sound of the chanical Stigmata Sorcerer gasping coldly.
The Oblivion Tower Stigmata Sorcerer, a Level 5 Stigma Grand Sorcerer, was actually steamrolling the Trick Crystal Terminator!?
This was simply unbelievable!
On the other side.
"Hmm!?"
The Evil Shadow Stigmata Sorcerer, suffering so injuries, was coping with a Trick Crystal Terminator that periodically sandified and crystallized within a chaotic legion. The endless energy cannons were dizzying, yet they used the power of the Evil Shadow, with the help of a strange wandering Evil Shadow clone, fiercely battling the Trick Crystal Terminator.
Yet inside, they were filled with anxiety, hoping the Wizard Legion from afar would arrive swiftly to support.
Clearly, this small legion, along with the gathered Stigmata Sorcerers, was entirely inadequate to handle a total of four Trick Crystal Terminators and the nurous Liquid tal Terminator Legions!
Yet, at this mont, a dull, violent energy slamd into his heart like a heavy hamr, and with twitching eyelids, the Evil Shadow Stigmata Sorcerer couldn’t help but look sideways, focusing on the nearby energy explosion area.
This is...
The Magneto-Wave Stigmata Grand Sorcerer, engaged in combat with another Trick Crystal Terminator, could be said to be in the most agonizing position on this small battlefield, helplessly watching his soul partner being ravaged, on the brink of demise, with nothing he could do.
The death of a soul partner and the extinguishing of the soul’s original fire ant the soul could no longer grow. With the current Saint Trace Soul, at most, it could reach Level-6 Peak, with no possibility of advancing on the Path of the True Spirit.
This is the price wizards pay when they gain assistance from soul partners!
For any power obtained by wizards, they must abide by the lever rule; the power gained over a short term inevitably requires the expenditure of other resources or long-term hidden troubles, whereas explosive power always has repercussions or certain sacrifices at the early stage, which is true even for the most basic elental power of the Wizard, achieved through endlessly studying knowledge, sacrificing ti and the Wisdom of the Wizard.
This is the inevitable price of wizards leveraging the rules.
Incredibly suddenly, an explosive power wave burst forth unexpectedly close by. Although the distance between the two was not short, considering the boundless expanse of this civilized war’s battlefield, it was no more than a trivial distance.
Startled, the Magneto-Wave attuned to it, who could it be?
On the vast battlefield irradiated by the Dominators’ True Spirit brilliance, nearby several Stigmata battlefields probed willfully over, exploring the source of this sudden endlessly erupting energy wave.
The unknown entity always breeds unrest.
Gradually, the furious energy light ball faded away, revealing in the sky an enormous face of the Source of Darkness thousands of ters large. Countless black wisps of hair floated like endless tendrils, and the blood-red eyes emanated pride and excitent, unable to emit any sound.
And at the center of this giant face, one held the opened "Book of Truth," the Seven-Colored Runes of the Robe of Appearances all contained within, and the other held the extre abyss magic staff, exuding a chilling aura.
Appearing in ordinary human form, Green’s body erupted relentlessly with an incredible and terrifying power, a force wave spreading hundreds of ters wide, seemingly Green’s absolute control field where any external attack would find entering this realm like plunging into a quagmire, hard to advance even an inch.
The Robe of Appearances fluttered wildly, golden hair atop his head elevated by endless and imnse magic power hovering, akin to a raging lion. Under the Face of Truth, the three-colored light eyes actually revealed an incomparable tranquility and nostalgia at this mont, peace and composure, with a hint of affection for Love Goddess Venus.
"Laphie, let’s fight together."
Suddenly, the overwhelming energy fluctuations like the collapse of heaven and sea, as Green’s eyes locked on the Trick Crystal Terminator on the ground’s crater getting back up shakily, his image and energy fluctuation vanished altogether.
As if everything that just happened was an illusion, so suddenly, so incredibly.
"Dis...appeared?"
Even the Sun and Moon Essence Wheel Stigmata Sorcerer at this mont couldn’t help but slow down his support’s pace.
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