Spellcasting Heavens

This war, which involved all advanced civilizations in most of the material universe, lasted for less than a hundred hours, and the main string closest to the battle area collapsed due to overloading.

Almost every intelligent life with observation ability can clearly see that in the stable cycle of the multi-dimensional universe, there is a huge gap that cannot be filled or repaired.

Around this gap, whether it's matter, energy, or anything else, there is a weird twist.

No one knows what happened inside, let alone how serious the consequences are.

The only thing the masters know is that they have no way out. Either they will get rid of the challenger who is trying to overthrow the old order, crushing all their dreams and ambitions, or they will become a group of tragic losers and be swept into the garbage of history. heap.

crazy!

Destruction!

Desperate!

Most of the participants in the war did not even feel the pain before dying, and they were shattered by the intensive attack as soon as they entered the range of the opponent's weapon system.

Here, all skills, tactics, and strategies are useless, and some are just the most primitive, brutal, and pure frontal collision.

Countless advanced civilizations that dominated the party suffered heavy losses, while others completely lost all their armed forces.

The ferocity of the war was far beyond everyone's expectations.

But what's interesting is that as the two sides who started the war, neither Zhang Cheng nor the rulers had any intention of participating.

They just watched from a distance as their cannon fodder continued to consume each other, patiently waiting for the best time to intervene. ,

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"It's unbelievable! The battle damage ratio between the enemy and us has reached an astonishing 1:300,000!" After reading the report sent by his subordinates, a master had an expression of disbelief on his face.

You must know that almost none of the civilizations that are eligible to receive the conscription of the masters are weak.

But now, these powerful advanced civilizations have been crushed by a group of Darents who have just entered the interstellar age.

Exactly!

It's just crushing!

It takes almost an entire space fleet to destroy an enemy magic warship.

"Those dark blue mysterious liquids are so troublesome! We must find a way to get rid of them, otherwise attacking is no different from suicide." Another master frowned and expressed his opinion.

Where he was looking, tens of thousands of magical battleships were forming a semi-arc, and the launcher that was originally used to attack at the front was now using an extremely slow method to spread a large area of ​​dark blue along the front. colored isolation tape.

Whether it is an energy weapon or a physical blow, 100% of it will be intercepted, and eventually it will fall into an eternal frozen state.

Only at the moment when the protection is withdrawn and the counterattack is launched, the fleet dominated by the masters will have the opportunity to pass through the isolation belt and destroy the enemy warships behind.

But the price is that they suffer 300,000 times more death and attrition than the enemy.

If the Darents don't take the initiative to remove the isolation belt, they don't even know if they can cause even the slightest damage to the enemy.

There is nothing more hopeless than fighting a war with no hope of victory.

Even the masters can clearly feel the despair in the hearts of those fleet commanders who took the initiative to attack.

Just as they carefully observed these mysterious dark blue liquids, as if to find some flaws in them, a familiar figure suddenly appeared at the door.

"Afuya? Why are you back!" The master who was the first to react showed surprise in his eyes.

After all, in the minds of most rulers, 80% of the "messenger" has been killed, or was brutally tortured and imprisoned, and has not been able to come back alive.

"Is there any need to ask? Of course he let me back." Afuya replied expressionlessly.

I don't know if it was an illusion. Every master present suddenly felt that she seemed a little strange, and she was different from the original.

"Who is he?"

The Lord with irreversible scars on his face took the lead in raising the questions that everyone cares about most.

"He? He is... he is..."

The expression on Afya's face suddenly became tangled and painful. At the same time, a dark blue halo flashed in her eyes, and her whole body trembled violently uncontrollably.

"Not good! Hurry up and escape!"

A master no doubt sensed the danger, and while shouting loudly, he disregarded the life and death of his subordinates, and directly tore the space and drilled in.

The next second...

boom!

The dazzling azure blue light exploded in the center of this battleship that gathered the top technology of the material universe!

Covers the command system including the Dominion and the entire huge Star Fleet.

There are no surprises!

All of them became immobile living sculptures in an instant. Only no more than three fast-moving guys managed to escape by chance. They stood in the distance and stared wide-eyed at the area that had been completely frozen.

"No! No! No! No! No! I... what have I done?!!!"

The only Afya standing at the center of the explosion unscathed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ looked around with her mouth open, her hands trembling slightly uncontrollably.

She didn't understand what happened to her at all, why she wasn't affected by those blue liquids.

Before the female lord could recover from the shock, a ghostly figure emerged directly from behind her, smashing the frozen lords one by one at a lightning-fast speed. Broken limbs are sealed into prepared containers.

When all this was done, Afya realized that the other party was none other than Zhang Cheng, who had a physical conflict with her in the palace not long ago.

"What did you do to me?! Why can't I remember it at all?" The hostess asked with gritted teeth.

"Me? I just made a complete separation for you from the past. From now on, you are mine."

Zhang Cheng stretched out a hand and gently stroked the other's cheek, his eyes never leaving the few masters who escaped from the dead.

He can guarantee that after this sudden attack, the order of the old times has collapsed.

When all advanced civilizations realize that the master is no longer the highest life in the material universe, then they will inevitably surrender to their new ruler.

But no one would know that Zhang Cheng did not intend to be a ruler at all.

On the contrary, he has a higher goal and pursuit, which is to become the creator of the entire new universe.

The dusk of the old era has come to an end, and the dawn of the new era is about to rise...

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