The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The weather in the rainforest sky is unpredictable. One moment it's broad daylight, and the next it's covered in dark clouds, with thunder and lightning.

One area can have completely different weather from another, which is a characteristic of the rainforest.

One side might be experiencing lightning and thunder with strong winds, while the other is calm with sunshine. This is the rainforest, somewhat similar to the sea.

In the dark clouds, a golden flying ship slowly approaches. Although it seems slow, it has already broken the sound barrier, entering the inner part of the rainforest from its outer edges in less than half an hour.

Emerging from the dark clouds, the rainforest is bathed in brilliant sunshine. The world is filled with boundless sunlight.

In the sunlight, a black dot stands quietly, waiting for the group.

It is Daheitian.

Daheitian appears as a middle-aged man with a slightly gloomy face, dressed in black. He exudes a sacred aura, but it is permeated with unparalleled darkness, evil, and distortion.

At this moment, he holds a slender sword radiating a strange power, standing in the air, looking at the group with a slight upturn of his lips, revealing an evil smile.

"This god has been waiting for you for ages, and you only arrive now!"

"You lackeys of the Light, today I will make you all fall."

Daheitian glanced towards the direction of the Glory Wizard Alliance before nodding slightly. "This world actually has pure mages. Not bad."

As for the others, his gaze didn't linger on them at all.

Daheitian wasn't doing nothing. Streams of black energy emanated from his body, scattering in all directions.

Among the three camps, everyone seemed to be staring at Daheitian from afar, their spiritual power projecting out, focusing on him.

They didn't dare to get too close to Daheitian. They had already sensed his power. This was an evil god, and who knew what evil power he might possess that could quietly erode them.

On the huge golden flying ship, Standa looked at Daheitian, feeling the power constantly emanating from him, the Divine Edict already in his hand.

Only when he truly saw Daheitian did he truly understand the other's power.

Good heavens, he was still a bit late. This guy has accumulated at least fifteen drops of divine power. He is not to be underestimated.

He turned his head and quietly said to Franklin, "It looks like it's going to be dangerous. In a moment, you and the others control the golden flying ship. I'll go out to meet the enemy. The opponent is an evil god and has mastered at least fifteen drops of divine power, possessing unknown methods. Be careful and open the Light Barrier, don't let him find an opening."

Young Franklin frowned and nodded slightly.

"Lord, what about the Divine Edict?"

Standa slowly opened his mouth, "We'll fight first and see how it goes. If it really doesn't work, there's no other way but to use it. I'll try to drag Comps into the water. Asagi has mastered a slight amount of the power of destruction and has touched the edge of the laws, making it difficult to kill her, but Comps and the other two level eights should be easy to kill."

"I'll try to create some accidents, and you act accordingly, but don't act rashly until Daheitian is dead."

Saying that, Standa walked out step by step. In his hand, a huge staff had appeared at some point. The staff was crystal clear with light, filled with the power of light.

As soon as the power of light appeared, it resonated with the power on Standa's body, causing Standa to radiate endless brilliance. He seemed to have turned into a small sun.

Standa leaped out of the golden flying ship, like a sun, flying from the golden flying ship, its radiance illuminating the earth.

Powerful light power emanated from his body, rushing forward, as if all the power of darkness was purified by this light.

As the radiance gently moved forward, streams of black energy in the clear and bright air suddenly vaporized, emitting trails of white smoke, which were then assimilated by the light.

Seeing this, the people of the Light Church felt a chill in their hearts. As expected, there was a problem in the air.

Seeing this, Asagi, the old ancestor of the Glory Wizard Alliance, also released her own power, like a moon hanging in the sky, its moonlight illuminating all directions. In her hand, she also held a staff, taller than her entire person, emitting an extremely bright, cold light, illuminating all directions.

Asagi saw that Standa was ready to make a move, her eyes cold, and she turned her head to give an instruction.

"The Light Church has many tricks. Everyone be careful later. I suspect they will attack us, so for the sake of the evil god's origin, everyone relies on their fate."

Comps nodded. He had already felt the various malicious intentions from the golden flying ship.

Jeb and Gladys also nodded at this time. Jeb said, "I suddenly figured out a problem a few days ago, and the puppets in my hand have been modified."

Asagi nodded. He glanced at Comps, his tone suddenly subtle, "The main force in our battle this time is Dorai. As long as he makes a move, you need to fully cooperate with him. In terms of attack power, Dorai is currently the strongest."

As soon as he said this, he raised his head, his eyes firm, a moon above his head, flying forward.

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Comps was stunned, somewhat inexplicably. Dorai's attack power is the strongest? Isn't he only level eight?

Why is his attack power the strongest? Just as he wanted to ask this question, Lord Asagi had already walked forward.

According to seniority, he should call Asagi Grand Uncle. At this time, Grand Uncle did not give him a chance, but went directly forward.

In the sky, the atmosphere condensed, as if a great battle could break out at any moment.

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Looking at the streams of black energy being forced back, and the power on Standa and Asagi's bodies, Daheitian frowned.

Standa is easy to deal with. He is a believer of the Light, and his methods are just so many. Unless he has a Divine Edict, then it would be very terrifying. But what is going on with this human wizard? Her power can actually dispel my curse and also has a strong decomposition power. Has she comprehended destruction?

Daheitian took a deep breath. He closed his eyes, his mind filled with the calls of the rainforest believers. Streams of power entered his main body through the cracks, and then were exchanged back by the main body, turning into his own power.

If it continued like this every day, he would be able to successfully gain a foothold in this world in just two more months.

But time waits for no one.

Daheitian looked ahead, at the four level nines and nine level eights, his face gloomy. The dark, evil power on his body slowly surged out, gradually spreading to the sword in his hand. At this time, the air around Daheitian was distorted.

He really didn't want to fight. Fighting would require him to expend power, but he couldn't not fight. He only wanted to delay time and slowly accumulate more power.

Or rather, to kill one person with all his strength, fundamentally weakening their combat power. But now it seems that it won't be easy. Killing a few level eights is useless, and among the four level nines present, only one person doesn't seem to have much combat power.

One person from the Light Church stood on the golden flying ship. This flying ship brought him great pressure. Another seemed to be the current Pope of Light, and another level nine had mastered a little bit of the power of destruction. Only that person seemed to be a breakthrough point.