MTL - Transcendent Dawn-Chapter 835 Vegetative

Warren couldn't understand the words of Thulhu, but his body had already begun to tremble, obviously foreseeing that the war was coming.

next moment.

The dark clouds in the sky were stirred, and the indescribable majesty erupted, causing Warren to kneel down unconsciously.

The spirituality possessed by the stigmata strongly reminded him not to look up at the gods!

Divine grace is like sea, divine might be like prison!

‘This is... the true God has descended! ’

An idea came to Warren's heart.

He didn't dare to look up, but seeing the legs that were still standing in front of him, he became more frightened and understood a lot: ‘Mortals cannot look directly at the gods, so...what about the immortal? Who is he? ’

...

In the sky.

The green light emerged, forming a giant female face.

The rippling ripples made the floating city sway for a while, but it finally survived.

On its surface, a protective cover emerged, which seemed to isolate something, allowing many magicians to look directly at the body of this god.

"Haha... are you so impatient to show up?"

Jon was holding the staff, his body slowly floating in the air.

He is undoubtedly an extremely powerful magister, who has reached the sixth-level peak, and has a transformed floating city as a help.

In terms of energy, it may have been able to catch up with the incarnation of this mother of nature.

At this time, he did not hesitate to look at the face of the person: "My ancestor...Jones! Once witnessed you destroy the magic empire and tear the continent apart, but now, you have only one incarnation!"

Jon raised his staff, and several legendary spells were cast instantly.

——Big cleavage!

——Magic Storm!

——Meteor fire rain!

Boom!

With the sixth-level magister as the core, it extracts the energy of the floating city and casts legendary spells with incredible power.

A terrible magical storm swept across the entire sky immediately, and endless meteors and meteorites emerged, smashing down in the center of the storm.

Occasionally scattered small pieces fell into the city of Louis, causing continuous explosions, and the flames skyrocketed, as if they were in purgatory at once.

"This... the sixth-order saints are far inferior, right?"

Warren was stunned when he observed it from the side: "Ancient magicians, are they so powerful?"

This is actually relying on the increase of the floating city, but the sixth-level magician is indeed not inferior to the existence of the sixth-order saint.

"Unfortunately... not the opponent of the gods."

Thulhu shook his head.

In addition, the old gods will not help the magician. Among the righteous gods, the same is true for another wise sage.

The magicians, in fact, are completely isolated and helpless.

Only gods can fight against gods.

In today's world, it is impossible to survive without the protection of the gods.

In the sky, it gradually became calm.

The woman's face became pitted, but it still exists, watching the floating city and the magicians on the floating city.

"Is this the god? But what about it again?"

The magic robe on Jon flashed through a chain of brilliance, preparing to completely destroy the incarnation of the opposite goddess.

But at this moment, he looked at his arm suspiciously.

From there, a tender green leaf bud has grown, and countless tentacles are climbing and twisting.

"this is……"

His pupils shrank, and many spells enveloped his body: "Purification! Washing! Healing!"

But it didn't work.

Green grass and branches, with surging vitality, emerged from his limbs and torso, from his face, hands and feet.

His movements gradually became stagnant, and even his speech became blurred.

In the horrified eyes of many magicians, Jon turned into a tree man and fell from the sky.

Snapped!

His body fell on a hard stone slab, it became torn apart, and sawdust flew across.

Immediately afterwards, one magician after another screamed, and various plants grew on his body, turning into vegetative people.

This is the curse of the gods!

"what happened?"

Above the ground, Warren had no idea what had happened, but it was obvious that a huge change had taken place on the side of the magician.

next moment.

Thulhu saw the face of the person in the sky looking over, as if nodding to him, and then exploded into a little bit of green light and disappeared.

‘Although it polluted the magician of the floating city, the previous attack still consumed a lot of him, and he had to withdraw from the material world...’

Thulhu nodded.

Immediately, he looked at the floating city in the sky.

All the magicians in there died due to the curse, and the remaining floating city was also crumbling, suddenly falling into the city at an extremely slow speed.

Boom!

Even if it did not immediately lose the ability to fly, the fall of such a huge floating city would bring the city of Louis to an end.

Not only was a piece of the city smashed into the ground, it was like a small earthquake around it.

The screams and wailings of ordinary people, along with the fire and steam leaks at night, resounded throughout the city.

But more streamers emerged from everywhere, rushing to the falling floating city.

A walking corpse walked out of the void and grabbed a saint.

"Grumpy Bear!"

The saint roared, and the phantom of a giant bear appeared on his body, and his defense power was greatly increased.

But it didn't work. The pale palm of his hand went straight through the thick fur and muscle defenses, grabbing his heart, and just a pinch, causing him to fall.

More and more saints' melee is happening everywhere in the city.

"It's a storm!"

Warren raised his head and saw a phantom with a storm eagle flying over a city, and there was a loud eagle crying. There should be the team of the Church of the God of Knowledge.

"It turns out... the church really knew about this and sent someone over, but I just happened to ‘run into it’..."

Warren's expression was a little tangled.

"The legacy of ancient magicians...This is your last chance. Of course, there are many competitors..."

Thulhu reminded.

Hearing these words, Valen no longer hesitated, and a pair of wings stretched out behind his back, swiftly passing the building and reaching the core battlefield.

...

He flew over a collapsed building and saw a zombie between the real and the illusion.

They are blocking the saints, chasing flesh and blood to their heart's content.

At this moment, the surrounding environment changed inexplicably~www.novelbuddy.com~ a huge bell rang.

Inside the half-destroyed clock, many metal parts were quickly reconstructed and turned into a small metal hound, which threw a walking corpse to the ground.

Immediately, those metal fences, gorgeous chandeliers, and even scattered shotguns, tomahawks... all came alive, possessing a unique life form, hot steam coming out of the metal pipes, and attacking the walking corpses.

"This is... the activation of metal life? Steam servant! The false god-the daughter of steam, she is here too!"

Warren was very alert at once.

Sure enough, after cleaning up the walking corpses, those small steam servants regrouped and turned into a huge mechanical strange bird, rushing towards him.

"storm!"

With a wave of Warren's hand, lightning fell with the storm in the midst of the eagle's crowing.

The new battle is on the horizon!