Roar! Huff! Chatter! Chirp...

Over two hundred and ninety heads, gnashing and clawing, each with a distinctive cry, rose like cobras behind the thousand-meter giant, densely obscuring the sky. With the Element Surge Body-refining Wizard augmenting the form, its might was beyond compare to that of the Oblivion Source Avatar.

Flames of the Source of Darkness and Infernal Soul Fire burst forth from the heads of these Infernal Soul Birds, with degrees of power between thirty thousand and fifty thousand, not particularly high.

Yet a few lucky flame beams penetrated the layers of defense of the Robot Legion, striking the Void Mothership’s AT Field Cover. These astonishingly resilient AT Field Covers actually melted under the black flames like water ripples.

The black flames roasted the hull of the Void Mothership, its fragile outer shell seemed like a layer of paper. The Void Mothership, once considered a work of war art by Green, easily melted through by Green’s black flames after losing the protection of the AT Field Cover, soon followed by "boom," "boom," "boom" of chain explosions, the hull self-destructed.

Three Void Motherships simultaneously exploded and crashed, with flames soaring heavenward, fragments slicing across the sky, almost instantly reversing the originally stagnant defense in Zone 258.

After all, this was merely a small fleet within the world. Green, as a dominantly powerful Fifth-Level Stigmata Wizard, still held considerable influence.

Subsequently, the Six-Armed Ancient Giant Chi Demon’s palms unveiled the extreme abyss magic staff, Ninety-Nine Unity Sword, Soul Catcher’s Net, Nine Revered Mountains, Yin-Yang Dichotomy Lantern, and amber ring, all appearing, shifting light and shadow, each emanating varying degrees of energy pressure, the energy oscillations of rules leverage from Sorcery Instrument Support Wizards.

Advanced by the Philosopher’s Stone, biologically nurturing and shortening passive evolution, extreme abyss magic staff, Ninety-Nine Unity Sword, Soul Catcher’s Net had preliminarily enhanced their might, whereas Nine Revered Mountains, Yin-Yang Dichotomy Lantern, and amber ring were relatively weaker.

And to deal with these low-level Robot Legions, the most effective would definitely be the Ninety-Nine Unity Sword!

Apart from the extreme abyss magic staff, the other four Sorcery Instruments were once again absorbed, while in Green’s hand, the Ninety-Nine Unity Sword suddenly transformed into ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine flying needles, each infused with Grim Power, rapidly expanding, becoming meters-long swords of shifting brightness!

Only one Sword Heart remained in Green’s hand. Once the Sword Heart was broken, all flying swords would lose their centripetal force and turn to waste.

In that moment, the vast might of swords burst forth, flying across the sky and earth, "whish," "whish," "whish," "whish," the sound of piercing through the air, dazzling and bewildering, far greater in number than the Three-legged Raven of Death, it was Green’s first time unleashing the Ninety-Nine Unity Sword.

Toiling away, fiercely battling, roars clashing with the Robot Legion, in Green’s kilometer view, wizards were mere specks, First-Level, Second-Level, Third-Level Wizards, robots, no difference whatsoever, all were slow-moving, swarming little ants.

Though a single slap could kill countless small things, the number of robots was simply too vast; random slaughter would only waste Physical Strength and be meaningless. Besides, differentiating between wizards and metal robots required Green’s careful attention.

A casual wave, stirring winds and clouds, amidst the exclamations of low-grade wizards, suddenly a sharp sword swept by and effortlessly destroyed those low-level metal robots. This Stigmata power, at this moment, Green has no idea how many wizards looked upon him with reverent awe.

Is this the might of the Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower?

Mastering innumerable powers of Truth Mystery, indeed not something ordinary Stigmata Wizards can compare!

Regardless of these low-level wizards’ aspirations, Green spent ample Magic Power in slaughter, shifting the warfare dynamics in Zone 258, with consecutive strikes, yet only killed hundreds of thousands of metal robots, amidst slight "huff," "huff," "huff" breathing, Green paused.

The remaining matters, leave them to the Wizard Legion.

On such a broad scale, Green finally somewhat understood why True Spirit Wizards and Endless Dominators always waited until the late stages of war to make their big moves.

"Caw! Wizard, mighty Oblivion Tower Wizard, save me! Over here!"

Elsewhere, isolated and struggling against the Trick Crystal Terminator for a brief period, the Three-legged Raven of Death, surrounded by tens of thousands of avatars, now had only a few hundred left, its aura of death astonishingly thin, the mystical, terrifying, majestic feathers once brimming with a dark death aura, now half fallen, left one side bald, the other missing a tuft, a pitiful and miserable sight, truly heart-wrenching.

In comparison, the Trick Crystal Terminator had also exhausted quite some energy, each strike’s strength visibly lessened than initially.

Um...

Having long displayed incredible prowess against the Robot Legion, turning the battle dynamics in Zone 258, Green suddenly recalled this cross-dimensional summoned Level 5 Peak Creature, wasn’t dead yet?

This creature’s Vitality was terrifyingly strong, clearly unable to match the Trick Crystal Terminator, yet it dashed here and there, still vibrant.

Seeking Green’s aid?

"I didn’t see anything, didn’t see a thing, hold on for a bit longer."

Green glanced over, then nonchalantly pretended he hadn’t seen, turning his head aside, just as several silver liquid metal terminators charged toward him, his slightly depleted Magic Power relaxed as Green deactivated Elemental Embodiment, turning into a single Three-Headed Six-Armed Ancient Chi Demon form, while desperately gulping water and battling these metal terminators ineffectually.

The Three-legged Raven of Death paused briefly, practically seething with hatred toward Green, teeth itching with anger, yet helpless, repeatedly lamenting and regretting its greed, landing in such misfortune.

With one fierce last glance at Green, the Three-legged Raven of Death understood that expecting this wizard to rescue him was futile, better to focus all effort on holding the ground, awaiting a chance.

As time ticked by, under the relentless assault of the under-three-meter Trick Crystal Terminator, the Three-legged Raven of Death felt like enduring hellish torment, many times thought it couldn’t hold, yet stubbornly persevered, not only exhausting all power but surpassing his limits, feeling on the brink of breakthrough.

This...

Were it to survive, it might indeed turn misfortune into blessing.

Of course, all this was its own effort, and had nothing to do with that wicked, ruthless, cold, shameless wizard!

As the Three-legged Raven of Death was lost in chaotic thoughts in its final twilight moment, within the line of wizard reinforcements, a Sixth-level Stigmata Great Sorcerer locked eyes on the Trick Crystal Terminator here, after a roar amidst "boom," "boom" mechanical noise, charged forth.

"Wooo wooo caw caw, finally saved, wizards are apparently not all as evil as that guy, wooo wooo..."