"Damn wizard, where are you? You cunning and hypocritical guy, fight me head-on!!!"
The four battle angels trapped in the mirror space by Taylor roared like crazy, and they struggled Waving the battle ax and giant sword in their hands, powerful light fluctuations and powerful light spells bombarded the mirror space, but what greeted them was only a steady stream of space torrents and chaotic space cracks.
The Battle Angels continue to bomb this mirror space, but this mirror space still stands.
A folding space was opened next to the mirror space, and Taylor, who only appeared as a shadow, looked at these incompetent and furious battle angels with a smile.
This is the most terrifying thing about space powerhouses. Not only do they have terrifying attack power that can tear apart space, but they can also turn space upside down, confuse the opponent's various perceptions, or perform space exile, space phantom, space projection, and all kinds of other things. This kind of method makes it difficult for the opponent to guard against it.
"Let me give you something exciting."
Taylor casually snapped his fingers, and the entire mirror space began to flip up and down like a washing machine. The four battle angels and one wisdom angel inside were like a washing machine. The clothes inside were being tossed around, and they felt that their sense of direction and cognition were blurred. The space here was deliberately affecting them.
Simple spatial reversal may not be enough. Taylor continued to manipulate this mirror space, and the projections of all the angels were manifested, starting to rotate crazily from their waists and abdomens, like blooming flowers.
Whether it's their weapons, their wings, or their entire beings, they're all twisted into pieces of phantom afterimages that are combined to make people shudder.
The mirror space has completely interfered with the sense of direction and balance of these second-level angels. In the inversion, they could also see folded afterimages made of their own body shadows. Space turbulence also fell from the sky, and the force of space like river water cut through their bodies.
"Without the support of the stronghold's space power, I really wouldn't be able to trap the five of you, but now...it's up to you to blame them for insisting on fighting them yourself."
Looking at the tortured angels, Taylor crossed his arms. murmured to himself.
These uninformed angels have no idea how much blessing a wizard next to a wizard tower or a specially built war stronghold can receive.
"Okay, it's time to end. My colleagues outside are still busy. How can I tease you here?"
Looking at the angels being tortured in the mirror space, Taylor wrapped his hands around black lightning, like It was like a dense spider web, wrapping up the entire mirror space.
But upon closer inspection, these black lightnings are clearly space cracks caused by high-intensity space forces tearing apart the surrounding space and amplifying it.
Taylor grasped the space crack that had lost its suppression with both hands, and immediately tore the mirror space into pieces. The angels who had just escaped from torture were torn apart by the space crack in the next moment. Before they became third-level life forms, the space crack was a threat to any second-level creature. All living beings are lethal beings.
Taylor, who walked out of the mirror space, was wearing a brilliant wizard's robe. The golden wizard's robe made him look like a king on the battlefield, and the five angels who had just fought with him suddenly disappeared.
The blood runes symbolizing Ghidorah's power were combined with Taylor's own thunder element runes and space element runes to form a huge magic disk behind his back, and a seven-pointed star formation slowly emerged under his feet.
The seven-pointed star is the symbol of Ghidorah, and it is also the root of Ghidorah's fundamental runes and Ghidorah's bloodline runes. The ghost of Ghidorah slowly appeared in Taylor's eyes, forehead, back of his hands, and even his chest. , and eventually turned into seven-pointed star runes.
"Gravity Ray!"
Taylor raised his hands high, and two golden balls of electricity appeared out of thin air in his hands, which made the angels feel terrified, as if all the violence and destruction were gathered in them.
Two golden electric balls were thrown into the air by Taylor and slowly merged. The big golden electric ball trembled in the air, and then the big electric ball turned into an overwhelming current network. Each branch of the current has the size of an ordinary person's waist. As thick as a ball, Taylor single-handedly covered 1/2 of the battlefield on the left side of the war fortress.
"Close."
Following Taylor's command, the golden current net that covered the sky regarded half of the battlefield as its prey and began to slowly shrink and close.
However, the current network of wizards or puppets will not make any movement. Except for wizards and puppets, all living creatures are burned by this current network, and the destructive power is destroyed from the inside out. The vitality inside the enemy.
In Taylor's opinion, this move may also be called an electric cage or a birdcage. It is a transformation in the nature and form of countless gravity rays in one's own blood.
"I hope the level 3 wizards can hold on, otherwise no matter how happy the ground battlefield is, it will be difficult to reverse the current situation."
Taylor set his sights on the right side of the war stronghold, thousands of kilometers away . In the desert, four third-level wizards, including the Toris wizard, who came from the floating city of war, were fighting with five third-level archangels.
Three days later
, the brutal tug-of-war continued. Despite the boost from the war stronghold, the wizards still retreated to the city wall, and all ground battlefields were abandoned by them.
The angels not only dispatched many second-level four-winged angel warriors, but also released more second-level angel families. Under the suppression of the terrifying numerical advantage, the wizards retreated layer by layer and finally retreated to the stronghold.
Thousands of kilometers away, the battle between the third-level arch wizard and the third-level archangel is still going on. The climate of the entire desert has been completely changed. It is covered with lava, forests, earth and rocks, magma, and glaciers. The sky has also been torn into pieces. Pieces by pieces, some skies shine brightly, some skies emit a cold light, and some skies are filled with tranquility and peace.
It's a pity that such a bizarre and fantastic scene has not been seen by others. Now the only beings who can appreciate this strange beauty are still fighting at the risk of their lives.
In order to protect the dignity of wizard civilization, the wizards expressed their attitude of refusing to give in any ground.
Angels fight desperately to further expand their faith, occupy a plane, or plunder a population.
Both parties have their own reasons, ideas, and pursuits. They are completely incommunicable, and their interests are fundamentally different and opposed.
What the four great wizards didn't know was that the five archangels who were fighting them had already begun planning to retreat.
This nail has not been taken down for three months, and it has also been besieged by the heretics and demons of the Suffering Insects. It seems that the wizard's reinforcements are almost here now and they may not be able to leave if they continue to delay.
It's really strange how the wizard can fight so well.
(End of chapter)