Chapter 672: Chapter 371: Pick One to Kill_2


    Then, with a snapping sound, under a bright sky, the heavens cracked open, imusibly revealing part of the Holy Kingdom. The light faded for a moment.


    The Kingdom has descended!


    Negris covered her eyes, unable to bear the sight. The Holy Kingdom had descended, the kingdom that had disappeared for a thousand years had came today, and even ruptured the nar barrier.


    No need to think at all, the whole realm knew it, trying to hide now would be toote.


    Helplessly, she said: “Set down the Titans, let’s deal with them as quickly as we can, then get out of here.”


    Ange raised his staff, and from the split in the sky, a column of light descended. BOOM! A shadow followed it down. Standing three and a half meters tall in heavy armor, Purple Corpse was holding the Thunder Spear.


    Purple Corpse had grown to a height of three meters. Her whole figure had erged, emanated the intimidation of Titan Giant.


    “Thunder descends! Invincible! Nothing can defeat me! Forward, with courage! Into the hole! Quick, rescue me!” Purple Corpse roared.


    Thending point of the light column was outside the array, in the marsnd. As soon as Purple Corpsended, she shouted a few heroic words before sinking. The heavy armor on her body prevented her from responding, sinking faster the more she struggled.


    Everyone exchanged nces, and finally, it was Durken who hardened the ground of thending point with a few taps of the gold-touch stick. Only then was Purple Corpse able to struggle free.


    Alright, Durken couldn’t just stand idly by. Around the magic array, he transformed a circr area of marsh into solid ground. Once the Titansnded, they gathered around the array, smashing any creatures that got close and throwing their bodies onto the spikes.


    As the flesh and blood soaked into the spikes, the magic array began to expand and rise, bing sturdier and sturdier. Aptly named the Field of Flesh ughter, it was capable of harnessing the energy of flesh and blood for its power.


    Thest to descend were two War Giant Trees. Although they stood a hundred meters tall, they had shrunk to form a ring less than five meters across. Upon touching the ground, their roots probed into the marsnd, expanding as if vitalised by magical nutrients.


    The three Aolongians hoisted high in the air by tentacles watched from a distance, their voices trembling: “What… what are these… these people?”


    “That man acting like a magic turret, his Magic Power is like a bottomless pit, infinite, not even a Truth Mage could reach his level. And that me bird that he casually morphed into a being of arcane level.”


    “That Alchemist is also very strong. The alchemy skill he uses is so esoteric, I can’t understand it.”


    “Hiss—”You don’t understand it? But you’re the most powerful alchemist among us.”


    “In this situation, if you say I’m the strongest, it seems like you’re putting me on the hot te. I don’t want to face this level of enemy.”


    “Sigh, that Nightmare Horse is horrible, the green fog it emits is a powerful acid that I’ve never seen before, effortlessly dissolving the lice.”


    If their previous conversation could be considered normal, the moment the Holy Kingdom broke through the nar barrier, showing a part of it, their conversation became a stutter: “Void… Void Fortress…!”


    “The… The barrier of… the Master ne, it’s broken.”


    “What the hell have we gotten ourselves into? Our mission was only to torch the fields, to try to reduce the food production here, not to fight against the guardian of the ne.”


    “So… shall we run?”


    The three Aolongians nodded together: “Good idea.”


    As they were sliding down from the tentacles, preparing to make a run for it, the ornament on the forehead of one Aolongian blinked, instantly erecting a shield. CLANG! A ck streak cut onto the shield.


    After the unsessful strike, the ck streak vanished into thin air.


    The three Aolongians immediately went into alert mode, desperately releasing detection spells, whilst frantically reinforcing their shields and yelling: “Assassin! Assassin! He can be invisible!”


    nothing was found, as if the ck streak just now was their delusion.


    The Aolongians dared not move. Assassins are the nemesis of magicians. Without finding the assassin, they dared not go anywhere. If they moved, many spells would fail, making it easy for the assassins to kill them.


    They didn’t move, and the assassin was like he never existed at all, quietly, every time they moved, a ck streak shed at them.


    They disregarded everything and used wide-ranging spells of great power, an indiscriminate output, yet they were attacked by the ck streak again every time they tried to move.


    For a moment, the Aolongian mages couldn’t move, and thus reached a stalemate with the assassin.


    The number of Snake Fleas was dwindling and the tentacled creatures were starting to crawl out of the marsh.


    “Marsh tentacle monsters? Why are they so big?” These were indigenous marsh creatures that were originally small, about the size of a pig, lurking in the swamp surviving off decayed organic matter.


    Their mostmon hunting method was to bind their prey using their tentacles and drag them into the swamp. After waiting for the corpse to dpose, they would consume the decayed matter, their life form somewhat intermediate between animals and nts.


    However, the tentacle monsters crawling out now were muchrger than usual, each a size of a house, swinging tentacles that were over a dozen meters long.


    Nevertheless, whether it was the tentacle monsters or the Snake Fleas, neither were individuals of significant strength. If faced one-on-one, they wouldn’t even be able to break through Ange’s firepower blockade.


    But they had let their guard down this time, burrowing into the monster pile. Enemies swarmed in from all directions and Ange suddenly found his Fireballs insufficient.


    Due tock of firepower, others could pick up the ck. Enemies that charged to the front were taken out by various skillful magic maneuvers or crushed by the Titans.


    Even Luther, who was usually at a loss after drawing his sword as all the enemies were already dead, managed to defeat a dozen or so enemies.


    But after all, they were not endless. There was a time when all would be dead. Half an hourter, the Field of Flesh ughter was piled with corpses and the Magic Array had turned into a giant stone tform with a diameter of over twenty meters and a height of ten meters.


    On the corpses of the Snake Fleas, Hemel spat green mist to dissolve them, preventing them from hatching more Snake Fleas.


    Ange walked in mid-air. Negris quickly followed him, heading towards the ce where the three Aolongians were.


    The three shadows revealed their true forms after deactivating their cloaking state.


    “Voidwalkers?!” The Aolong Magisters were surprised, but soon denied: “No, not Voidwalkers, what are they?”


    A crevice opened at the position of mouth on the dark figure’s face, opening and closing as it spoke: “Don’t you have ck Warriors there?”


    The Aolong Magister blinked, clearly never heard of them.


    Negrisughed: “The resurrection altar of yours was invented by Anthony, they don’t even recognize undead creatures, let alone ck Warriors.”


    Turning to the Aolongians, Negris asked: “What are you? Where do youe from? Why did you attack us?”


    With a nk face, the Aolong Magister said: “They attacked you, it has nothing to do with us, we don’t know these monsters.”


    Negris shrugged, turned to Ange and said: “Pick one and kill it.”


    Ange extended his hand, a st of Fireballs rushed towards one of the Aolong Magisters, who was trampling on a wild ear of rice.


    Although this was not a great crime, Negris said to pick any, so he chose it.


    The Aolong Magister desperately erected a shield in panic, trying to struggle, but to no avail. If a barrage of Fireballs didn’t kill it, another barrage would follow, unless it had boundless magic power like Ange’s, otherwise it would simply be grounded down to death.


    The third barrage of Fireballs broke through its defense and turned the Aolong Magister to ashes.


    The other two Aolong Magisters were going weak at the knees, but they still managed to say: “We still have a Space Arcane Mage, when hees back, you are doomed.”


    Ange held up Gargul to their faces, the faces of the two Aolong Magisters finally gave in, and they both fell to their knees in the mud: “We surrender, wee from Eternity Road, we are from the Aolong n…”


    Just as the Aolong Magister was delivering a detailed confession, Ange cocked his head; he had received a call from Anthony.


    Just as he connected, he heard Anthony’s anxious voice: “Master, half an hour ago, we detected a violent collision with the nar barrier. Is this rted to you?”@@novelbin@@


    “Yes,” answered Ange.


    Anthony took a deep breath: “I knew it, has Heaven descended? I just received information that all the Arbitration Angels, Judgement Angels, Gargoyles in the Judgment Hall have swarmed out. Even the God of Arbitration has descended, I fear…”


    Anthony hadn’t finished speaking when Ange suddenly said: “I see it.”


    On the horizon, countless points of light were hurtling towards them at high speed. Thergest ball of light leading them belonged to a golden giant.