The Wizarding Age

After going through a careful trial process, the battle between Saoirse and Grim has just begun.

The army of petitioners is still attacking the Burning Realm.

They kept attacking, attacking, and attacking again...

Then, either die from the overturning of magma, or die from the bombardment of flames, or die from baking at high temperatures, or die from the erosion of poisonous fire, or turn into lifelike ice sculptures of death...

How could there be ice invasion in the Burning Realm? This is something they can't even figure out no matter how hard they think.

But the facts are right in front of us.

They are like a group of little bugs that broke into the laboratory and are experiencing all kinds of unimaginable and bizarre deaths, and their deaths are not without any merit.

The forest power that escapes from their bodies after their death is eroding the space of the Burning Domain bit by bit, transforming the space attributes and basic laws here.

A single petitioner is small, and the changes caused are minimal.

However, the continuous flow and continuous flow of thousands of petitioners for annexation also created the effect of building up a tower of sand and causing thousands of ants to eat the elephant.

In the area where the petitioner army is constantly attacking, the Burning Domain is constantly retreating.

The once scalding magma began to cool and solidify, the rolling bone-eroding heat waves turned into a refreshing breeze, the erupting Doomsday volcano also turned into soft and fertile soil, and large tracts of green grass that nourished the heart and eyes quickly emerged from the ground. Drill out and transform every inch of space where Saoirse passes into a beautiful green forest world...

Saoirse stepped forward lightly on tiptoes.

Her every move did not look like she was stepping onto a battlefield, but rather like she was walking in the lush forest, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the world.

Around her, the strange forest laws are constantly being activated and manifested, transforming and eroding all the alien energy that does not belong to the natural system into a beautiful forest that can nourish and nourish all things...

Forest field!

Standing in the Burning Domain, Greem stared coldly at Saoirse, quietly experiencing every change and excitement caused by the conflict between the Burning Domain and the Forest Domain.

Two completely different plane laws entangle, collide, and fight with each other...

The battle that takes place in the hidden space is far more intense and cruel than in the world visible to the naked eye!

Saoirse is assisted by an army of petitioners.

The army of petitioners shook Greem's burning domain through self-sacrificial death attacks, while Saoirse was responsible for the transformation, transforming the home space that was originally exclusive to Greem into a forest domain suitable for the exertion of her own power.

This is a fighting method unique to gods, and Greem cannot learn it.

If Greem is given another thousand years to raise a sufficient Burning Legion in the fire elemental plane, I am afraid that Saoirse's army of petitioners will not be able to shake his Burning Domain so easily during today's battle.

It's a pity that there are not so many ifs in the world.

Greem had just advanced to the sixth level, and without any preparation or accumulation, he rashly challenged a mid-level god who had been a god for thousands of years. Such a scene was almost inevitable.

Greem stared at Saoirse who was striding over, but part of his mind was distantly examining the elven kingdoms in the distance. Before coming, he had received a message from Alice through a special channel.

Today's battle will most likely become a conspiracy by past 'enemies' to strangle oneself crazily.

So who are your enemies?

Meisha is undoubtedly the first.

However, the chief witch in the field of destiny seems to be better at weaving conspiracies, plotting behind the scenes, and her ability to fight head-on is not worth mentioning.

In addition to Meisha, Greem has already provoked a lot of enemies.

However, only those guys with a high level of hatred would allow them to travel thousands of miles and risk their lives to ambush him.

The Fire God Sinai, who was robbed of the Fire God Pearl by me, is one of them...

Hierro, the God of Wisdom, who had the Scripture of Wisdom taken away from him, is one of them...

Hall, the God of Hunting, who was devoured by himself and could only survive temporarily as a demi-god...

After such a calculation, even Greem, who has always been ambitious, was a little stunned.

Along the way, he has provoked quite a few powerful enemies, but fortunately they are all concentrated in the world of gods. There are thousands of gods there, and the struggle is fierce. Under normal circumstances, they can't spare any effort to pursue and kill themselves.

This gave Greem a chance to live a stable life and slowly improve!

So today, under the guidance of the great witch Meisha, how many enemies will come here to ambush me? What methods will they use to ambush and attack?

Seeing Saoirse striding towards her, looking like she wanted to cling to him, Greem knew the other party's intention. So he also increased his vigilance, constantly scanning and sensing the surroundings of the battlefield, looking for places where the enemies might be hiding.

The most questionable ones are undoubtedly those elven kingdoms.

Saoirse's Elf Kingdom is the most unlikely.

The Kingdom of God is home.

There is the kingdom of God where Saoirse's true identity is hidden, and outsiders will never be allowed to hide there. What's more, the enemy of my enemy is my friend?

If those enemies sent clones to hide in Saoirse's Kingdom of God, wouldn't they worry that Saoirse would suddenly turn against her and use the huge army of petitioners and divine power reserves in the Kingdom of God to surround and kill them on the spot?

There must be fragments of the godhead in the clones of these enemies. If you want to maintain combat power above level six, a complete godhead is almost indispensable.

This means that at least ten fragments of the Godhead exist.

This is also a rare feast for the small family of Saoirse.

Turning against each other at the last minute and backstabbing allies...

This kind of treachery is nothing at all under the temptation of such a large number of fragments of the Godhead!

Therefore, as long as those enemies are not stupid, they will never set foot in Saoirse's kingdom of God.

According to this estimate, the area where they can hide is obvious.

It can only be the kingdom of God of those fifth-level gods.

Originally, according to Alice's idea, she didn't want Grimm to take risks.

But Grimm didn't think so.

He has been fighting all the way over the years, and it's not the first time that he has been surrounded by powerful enemies. Even in the most dangerous and harsh environment, he has the confidence to fight his way out and turn danger into safety.

Moreover, in his cognition, the enemies he faces do not belong to the same force. Do they trust each other so much, unite and coordinate with each other?

A team that is wary of each other and has no tacit understanding between each other...

Who is the wolf and who is the tiger, who is the hunter and who is the prey is still unknown!

It is with this understanding that Grimm took the risk and personally entered the game, wanting to see what level his strength would reach after he was promoted to the sixth level...

Thinking is thinking, doing is doing!

What Grimm needs to face now is the sixth-level primary level of Saoirse's combat clone in front of him.

So, he temporarily abandoned the unnecessary distractions and focused on fighting with Zhitang.

The two sides were slowly approaching.

When he was a demigod, Grimm's fifth-level witchcraft was mostly within a kilometer range, and in many cases, in order to pursue the attack effect, he would fight with the enemy at a super close distance of hundreds of meters.

But now that he has been promoted to the sixth level, the strongest weapon in his hand has changed from witchcraft to rules.

A new power system naturally requires a new way of fighting.

And all this he can only slowly explore on the battlefield.

The burning domain can only limit and consume the power of Saoirse's combat clone. It is simply a pipe dream to defeat the opponent with this. Therefore, when Grimm realized that the opponent had entered the burning domain, he immediately released the flames of the rules that he had newly mastered.

The three rules of immortality, poisonous fire, and cold flame silently attacked the opponent in a way that ordinary people could not detect.

Saoirse, who was striding forward, suddenly looked up.

As a god, her understanding and comprehension of the rules are not much worse than that of wizards.

Feeling the vibration and rhythm at the rule level, she did not hesitate to activate the domain ability she controlled.

Although Saoirse has many divine duties, there are only a few that can be directly applied on the battlefield, only the "forest" domain.

Under her crazy drive of not sparing divine power, the "forest" domain was infinitely strengthened, and it also brought earth-shaking changes to the surrounding space.

A fire giant that had just emerged from the flames was swept by the power of the ‘forest’ before it could launch an attack. Its body, which was composed of scorching flames, immediately turned into a shocking green color, and then suddenly exploded in the next second, exploding into pieces of green leaves and countless exquisite petals...

The three fire rules that were attacking in secret were also constantly washed and strangled by the violent ‘forest’ law. The entire burning field was immediately broken into pieces, and it could no longer maintain the original qualitatively unified fire world.

Seeing this, Grimm frowned slightly.

These damn gods, with the support of the kingdom of God behind them and a constant supply of divine power, are naturally more advantageous than wizards in terms of power consumption.

I can’t compete with her in consumption, I still have to find a way to attack...

Having made up his mind, Grimm no longer consumed his power in supplying and repairing the burning field. He collected the flame energy around him and strode towards Saoirse.

What a terrifying and shocking scene it would be to see a fire giant as tall as a kilometer running in a big stride. Ordinary people naturally have no chance to appreciate it.

But Saoirse, who is on the battlefield, has to face it all!

Grimm roared as he ran.

"Go to hell!"

He grabbed out and slapped Saoirse from thousands of meters away, transformed into a fire giant.

The claws arrived before the person arrived.

Grimm just made a gesture from a distance, and the violent energy everywhere in the star sea space was absorbed and condensed into a red hand with a size of 100 meters and a terrifying flame lingering around it, grabbing Saoirse.

The flames were emptied and the heat wave hit her face.

The terrifying high temperature and fierce wind almost instantly squeezed out everything around Saoirse, and the flame hand that looked like a ghost claw in the underworld came whistling. Saoirse's combat clone was only two meters tall, and compared with the 100-meter-long flame hand, it was like a small mosquito flying around a candle flame.

But she was not afraid at all, her eyes were slightly narrowed, and her body was full of divine power. Not only did she withstand the terrifying wind pressure and burning flames, but she also turned the situation around in an instant with the help of the strange dagger in her hand.