The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The Glory Wizard Alliance sent people to raid the other party's lair. Standa hadn't imagined this, but it made sense. The Glory Wizard Alliance itself excelled in spatial abilities, especially Vasily, who had just been promoted. His spatial attainments could be called the strongest on the West Ring Continent.

If it were him, Daheitian would probably suffer a great loss.

Sure enough, as they chased after him, they suddenly saw Daheitian falling out of the void passage ahead. Moreover, the price of a failed transmission was extremely high. The other party had probably spent a huge price to repair his body.

Although they were tens of kilometers apart, it was as if they were right in front of them, directly visible.

Daheitian only paused for a moment, then continued to fly forward. Standa and Qianyue exchanged glances and chased after him closely.

The two of them were also fast, both transforming into beams of light, disappearing into the heavens and earth in a flash.

Qianyue was not in a hurry at this time. Since Dole dared to take action directly, he must have already thought of a countermeasure. That guy had probably mastered thousands of rules. Just a few hundred rules cooperating with each other would make him no match, let alone the fact that Dole had long understood Daheitian's essence.

However, he couldn't be too careless.

At the moment when Daheitian was lured away just now, he keenly felt that the people of the Holy Light Church seemed to be wrong. At this time, he felt a little heavy in his heart and sent a warning message to Kompus and the others.

The Holy Light Church probably wanted to harm them.

However, the two families had been hostile for a long time. The Glory Wizard Alliance also wanted to kill their eighth and ninth levels.

While warning Kompus, he also meant that if the other party took action, don't be polite.

Although the Golden Flying Ship was powerful, wasn't it also cut by a sword and became a crippled flying ship? Although the Glory Wizard Alliance didn't bring a high-level wizard tower, they had ways to deal with high-level flying ships, especially Jeb, who had many methods.

The Holy Light Church and the Glory Empire had been fighting for many years and were very familiar with each other's methods, but the Glory Empire had new technologies emerging every once in a while, but the people of the Holy Light Church had long lost their ability to think independently, relying entirely on the rewards from above. They were all a bunch of trash.

Qianyue thought a lot, so the speed of flight increased again.

…

Dole destroyed the passage, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

This Daheitian didn't know if he was stupid or anxious, daring to directly set the transmission point here. He was really confident.

The failure of the transmission and the rupture of the transmission channel would probably give the other party a hard time. He didn't know if the physical body was destroyed. It was said that gods had incredible power, and even if their heads were broken, they seemed to be able to recover.

Dole could also imagine that the other party's core was not here. It didn't matter whether he had a head or not. Anyway, the control center was outside the world, and this was just a carrier at most.

It was the same as his own clone. Even if it was smashed to pieces, it would have no impact on him. As long as the power was still there, it could be restored at any time.

Thinking of this, he wanted to give the other party a surprise.

Although Dole was only at the eighth level now, he could mobilize a lot of power. The various specifications were condensed, no less than a thousand kinds. Any dozens of combinations could exceed the power of the ninth level.

He took out a white spherical object from his pocket, and then his magic robe changed, all turning blue and white. The magic patterns on the magic robe changed in an instant, turning into spatial magic patterns.

He had already thought about it. As soon as the other party arrived, he would throw out the space shock bomb and place it in the descending channel. The power of the space shock was certainly not great, and it didn't distinguish between friend and foe, but suddenly blowing up the descending channel would produce a powerful spatial fluctuation that was absolutely powerful. As long as he could control the other party for two seconds, it would be enough for him to release ten or eight times of Thunder Summoning.

It was a pity that he had not comprehended the spatial storm artistic conception in the storm, otherwise, a spatial storm would completely destroy this world, and no matter what god level it was, it would be cool.

However, that was all after he achieved the law level. It was too early to talk about this now.

Soon, he felt a familiar force flying towards here.

At the same time, Daheitian also sensed Dole's power.

He was angry, he was extremely angry, it was him, it was that damn human again, why was it him again.

He was very dissatisfied with being repelled last time. Being repelled by a seventh-level character made him feel ashamed. In many descending worlds, only this world was repelled by a inexplicable seventh level, but now, the other party had been promoted to the eighth level, but it was only an eighth level.

He was angry, he advanced regardless of the cost, vowing to kill him.

But the next moment, he calmed down again.

Last time he descended, he later tried his best to release the death curse. Why hadn't the other party died yet?

Even gods would suffer from that curse and need the origin to neutralize it. Why was it that this person, he didn't have anything at all?

He was resentful and careful at the same time, and soon arrived outside the descending space.

The other party hadn't destroyed the passage at this time, so obviously, he was waiting for him to come. What was the other party going to do?

He quietly landed underground and soon came not far from the underground space.

Dole was waiting in the underground space. In the dim light, he saw a man in black walking out of the earth and slowly walking towards him.

Dole smiled faintly, "Daheitian, we meet again."

Daheitian carried the anger of the gods, "Facing the gods, you have no reverence."

Dole didn't care. The other party's aura had no effect on him. "Why should there be reverence? The so-called gods are just creatures who have cultivated for a few more years. Moreover, you are just an evil god, a lower god, who can only invade such a low-level world."

Daheitian's eyes narrowed. The other party knew more than he imagined.

Daheitian tilted his head and glanced at the descending passage behind Dole, his heart sinking.

"What do you want? If you can let me go, I can promise you one-third of the divine power harvested by Daheitian."

Dole's heart moved slightly when he heard this.

Divine power, this was an attribute he had never seen before. What exactly was that thing?

Could it be the origin of the evil god?

But the next moment, before he could finish thinking, his body had already reacted in advance.

"Lower divine power is meaningless. If you have spatial divine power, I might agree. My goal is the heavens and space world, not a small evil rule."

As Dole said this, he felt a gloomy and evil force enveloping him from all directions.

Daheitian was careful and guarded on the surface, but he had already secretly taken action.

He flipped his wrist and took out a space bomb, then casually threw it behind him.

Seeing Dole's action, Daheitian's face turned green.

He roared angrily, "No!!!!!!!!"

Dole was waiting for him. He thought Dole was going to threaten him, to negotiate, but he didn't expect that Dole would start with a king bomb.

Daheitian stretched out his hand to stop it.

At this moment, Dole turned his head and looked at the crack. On the other side of the crack, an unusually large force seemed to be reaching over to stop the explosion of the ball.