Standing like a knife with billions of handles, it can cut objects into pieces in the extremely fast wind.

Looking at the black sphere in the distance that seemed to plunder all the colors.

As the high priest of the goblin clan, Ling Meiyan felt an unprecedented sense of deadly crisis. There was a feeling that she might die directly if she got closer!

His face is extremely ugly!

Of course, this is not just because the enemy is far more powerful than imagined.

It's also because the mark of [Death Tribulation Flower] on her white neck is continuously squeezing the blood and life source in her body.

In this state, even she felt extremely uncomfortable and a little dizzy.

As a spellcaster, although her physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people, she is by no means able to withstand continuous bloodletting like a thick-skinned warrior.

He can still stay awake now, almost entirely supported by potions and spells.

Looking at the figure surrounded by flames in the distance, she said solemnly:

"He has the upper hand, we must help [Ancestral Beast], otherwise everyone will die..."

Her deputy, looking at the various giant trees in the sky that were blown away like weeds, said helplessly:

"That's what I said, but most people, including me, are not qualified to connect to the close battlefield..."

To be honest, he never thought that strong winds could uproot trees hundreds of meters high, with branches, trunks, and roots harder than steel, from the ground, and then blow them to 10,000 meters or even higher. Fly freely in the sky above.

What he didn't expect was that.

These doomsday scenes are just a few aftermaths of two beings fighting each other.

For a time.

Even if he knew that he had to find a way to help [The Ancestral Beast] and couldn't stand still and wait for death, he still couldn't make much effort.

Because, if he can't even rely on it, he will be dropped by the aftermath.

Looking horizontally and vertically, there is more than enough energy but not enough energy can only wait for the result...

Listening to his frustrated words, Yu Ling Meiyan shook her head helplessly.

But there is no reason to refute it.

Just like you can't expect a group of mortals to stop the tsunami with their bare hands.

That's meaningless except for working together to die.

Right now, even if she thinks she is not inferior to most of the low-level [Travelling Mage], she just can't travel the world at will.

I also feel that the battle between [Ancestral Beast] and that unknown existence is not something I can participate in.

If you don’t pay attention, you will be killed instantly...

But she obviously had no choice.

Looking up at the sky above, the enchantment that enveloped everything, she knew very well the meaning of that existence, it was all about killing mistakes and not letting it go.

Therefore, in order for herself and her people to survive, she has to bite the bullet whether she is sure or not.

"Since you can't get involved in the direct battle, within this period of time, you should take someone to look up the information and investigate the origin of that guy. Maybe there will be a solution..."

After speaking, the magic wand in Yu Ling Meiyan's hand was a little more spaced, and her assistant was sent to a temporarily safe area.

And after she herself looked at the enemy in the distance, after all, she could only choose to play...

In the same period of time, in this [Alara World], I know that I have no choice, so there are not a few powerful existences that make choices similar to hers.

There are even a lot of villain characters in it, the kind of villain that would cause wars or disputes in the past three days.

Evil mages, brutal bosses, bloodthirsty Magical Beasts, careerists pretending to be dead...

Anyway, these guys, don't expect them to do anything good all day long!

But at this moment, it has nothing to do with the good and evil camps. In order to continue to live, they can only give up their old hatred and reluctantly choose to participate in the war.

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In the battlefield.

"This is really unqualified."

Facing a line from the different dimension time and space, it emerged instantly, trying to bite Own Yalong with the sharp fangs in his mouth.

As the target of the attack, Orjuga was too lazy to even take a look, ignoring the so-called threat from the other party, slapped a clean slap.

The movements are as natural as flies!

Under his control, this strike directly surpassed the concept of distance, without any time difference, it had already surpassed the process when it was shot, and it was successfully printed on the opponent's face!

The next moment, the palm with the scorching heat, immediately gasified the opponent's head at the moment of contact, leaving no room for resistance or avoidance.

The remaining power is accurately transmitted to every cell of the opponent, causing it to produce a wonderful effect similar to nuclear fission.

As a result, the opponent's tens of kilometers long body instantly turned into countless mini-bomb aggregates, and in a series of rapid explosions, there was no bones left!

No ashes were left.

And this kind of scene has happened many times in just a few tens of seconds.

Except for the [Ancestral Beast], which can perform a few tricks in the hands of Orjuga, the rest of the local powerhouses have absolutely no resistance at all.

As an open-and-hanging player who actively degraded and abused food.

In the case of the same level, unless the opponent is also in the same situation, otherwise there is no opponent at all.

Even [Ancestral Beast], the incarnation of world consciousness, can mobilize all the energies of the entire world, he has nothing to do with To put in one’s eyes.

In my heart, I acted with the attitude of kicking the kindergarten!

In the face of rubbish that was even lower than [Ancestral Beast], he naturally didn't care much.

At this level of their level, in the eyes of Olga, even kindergarten-level players are not even considered as opponents of cockroaches and flea levels.

When tidying up the [ancestral beast], it can be crushed to death easily!

As for the mortals who can't even rely on the battlefield?

At most, it is microorganisms.

Just the continuous damage caused by the [Dark Duel] can wipe them out without discrimination.

Seeing his freehand brushwork when he abused everyone on the scene, some guys immediately understood that things could not be done, and could no longer hold back the fear in their hearts, begging:

"I am willing to be loyal to you, just ask you to give me a chance to live..."

And to greet him, it was still a casual blow from Olga.

All traces were directly erased.

Before, Olga did not shoot Nick Bolas.

Just think that the other party may be running very fast, not 100% sure, press the other party to death before starting the matter.

And the current [Alara World], even [Ancestral Beast], the only guy who is qualified to be comparable to Nick Bolas, is also the manifestation of world consciousness, so monks can't run away from the temple, and they don't even have the qualifications to run away.

Therefore, there is absolutely no need to accept the so-called surrender. It is the most convenient option to clean the scene directly!

If not, I will slowly brainwash this group of indigenous people, which is more or less troublesome...

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