The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Seeing this, the Vice-Pope of the Light Church was initially stunned, then sneered, "Nightmare, stop struggling. To kill you, we used the Divine Decree. The Divine Decree is a Light Sanction artifact, and it can only be used three times. It would be enough to kill even the most ancient Storm Elf. Your mental power is strong, but it has too many flaws. The art of entering dreams is useless against us."

Nightmare Ancestor's face was incredibly twisted at this moment, filled with unwillingness, arrogance, madness, and all sorts of negative emotions that shouldn't have appeared on his head. His mental power was being consumed rapidly, desperately resisting the Light Sanction.

But this resistance wasn't without a price, which was the consumption of mental power at dozens of times the normal rate.

He was about to speak when he felt a chilling, penetrating, and disintegrating power coming from another direction, heading straight for his waist.

He didn't turn his head; he could sense who was attacking from the attribute of the power.

Ancestor Shallow Moon.

"Nightmare, if you don't die, I'll be sorry to the millions of lives in my Glorious Empire. Go to hell. Lunar Eclipse."

In the underground lava, a moonlight radiance converged to the extreme, its power condensed to the extreme, transforming into a single thread, but the terrifying power on that thread made everyone's hearts tremble.

Wherever the moonlight passed, all matter silently disintegrated, leaving not a trace.

Nightmare Ancestor roared, his mental power erupting again, forming a barrier to resist the moonlight.

The next moment, the moonlight landed on the mental barrier, instantly pausing and beginning to violently consume the mental power.

Seeing this, Ancestor Shallow Moon was also somewhat surprised. Good heavens, this mental power is truly strong.

In the next moment, another power joined in, a green light shining down fiercely. It was the power of the Elven race.

The veins on Nightmare Ancestor's forehead bulged as he desperately diverted another strand of mental power to resist the green light of the Elven race, but the next moment, his already precarious mental power exploded.

"Stop!" Ancestor Shallow Moon shouted, and everyone stopped at the same time, leaving the final blow to the Light Church.

"I'm not willing!" Under the siege of the three level nine powerhouses, the mental power supporting Nightmare Ancestor shattered, and the next moment, the power of Light Sanction crashed down on his head.

Light suddenly erupted, transforming into a power that dissolved everything, dissolving all the lava in that area. Nightmare turned into nothingness in an instant, dead beyond dead. At the same time, an invisible force followed the demise of Nightmare Ancestor's spirit, extending in all directions, to countless corners.

At the same time, in various parts of the West Ring Continent, all the lives controlled and wreaking havoc by Nightmare, the followers of Nightmare, almost instantly collapsed to the ground, some dying directly, some falling into a deep sleep.

The people of the Light Church laughed and then looked towards the sky.

Their gaze was on Dole.

At this moment, Dole in the sky, in that instant when the light erupted, had successfully seen several rules contained in the Light Sanction, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Silicon-based clones can't see all the rules. Some rules are hidden and can only be discovered and recognized with a key. This battle, in fact, benefited him.

Nightmare died. Including the Light Church, he saw that all the surrounding forces were looking at him.

They aimed their gazes at him. Seeing this, Dole almost without a word, the white light around the Duling Bone Tower lit up, leaving only one sentence before disappearing in place.

"Ancestor Shallow Moon, Chairman Vasily, I'll slip away first."

Deep underground, the Vice-Pope of the Light Church was about to launch a witchcraft, but the next moment, a white light flashed, and Dole disappeared. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Damn it, he got away.

This place is still a bit far from the surface, otherwise, a Light Javelin thrown over, coupled with the power of Light Sanction, would definitely be able to kill that young man. This young man is too terrifying. Others can't find Nightmare's location, but he can find it. What kind of ability is this?

At this time, with the death of Nightmare, several level nine magical beasts and other level nine humans in the lava woke up from their dreams. They looked around, embarrassed.

In the instant Nightmare died, they knew what had happened. At this time, they sensed each other's aura, feeling ashamed, and then went in all directions, seizing the time to quickly leave this place.

There is a mutual sense between level nine powerhouses. This is a sense at the rule level. Now that everyone is leaving, everyone feels at ease.

But from this moment on, all level nine powerhouses remembered a person, and that was Dole of the Glorious Empire.

Nightmare died at this moment. The level nine powerhouses of the Light Church, the Dark Church, and the East Ring Empire rushed into the sky together. They looked at each other and then looked at Ancestor Shallow Moon and Ice King, Fire King, Vasily, and others.

The Vice-Pope of the Dark Church didn't even try to hide his intention, saying, "Shallow Moon, hand over that kid. We now seriously suspect that he knows Nightmare's Meditation Technique."

Shallow Moon casually summoned the Wizard Tower, gently standing on top of the Wizard Tower, with his hands behind his back, his mental power restrained, his eyes sweeping around.

"Gabriel, some things can't be said randomly. I know better than you whether Dole has cultivated Nightmare's Meditation Technique or not. The dream monitoring device was also invented by our Glorious Empire."

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With Nightmare dead, Ancestor Shallow Moon's worries were largely gone, and he was now relaxed. If these people want to make things difficult for Dole, they'll have to get past me first.

The people of the Dark Church pressed forward, approaching within ten kilometers of the Glorious Empire's camp.

The people of the Light Church also pressed closer, "We only have preliminary suspicions now. If there's no problem, why be afraid to meet people? Let him come out, and we'll talk face to face about some things. This Pope believes that under the light of God, he will be proven innocent."

The people of the Glorious Empire twitched their mouths. Being shrouded by your light, it's estimated that in the next moment, your faith will be reversed, and you'll be converted to the light.

Before Ancestor Shallow Moon could speak, Gabriel snorted and looked at the Vice-Pope of the Light Church, saying, "Ferdinand, you're a bit too shameless, aren't you? Even if you're testing for lies, you should use a more neutral machine. We people of the Dark Church aren't as shameless as you."

Ferdinand's expression was calm. That's what he was planning to do, so what? He snorted softly, "I only believe in the will of my God."

The old man of the East Ring Empire looked at Ancestor Shallow Moon and said lightly, "Light and darkness are not to be trusted, but Wizard Dole must give an explanation."

Ancestor Shallow Moon looked at the old man, still expressionless, "What, Antonio, does the Wizard God family also want to get involved? Is it because Dole didn't give you level seven face in the Glorious Imperial Capital? Are you going to act up now?"

Antonio's eyebrows twitched, but he remained unchanged, "Nightmare's words may not be credible, but there is some truth to them. Dole was able to accurately find Nightmare, and we have reason to suspect that he is cultivating the same meditation technique as Nightmare to find the other's trace. Now that Nightmare is dead, completely sanctioned by the Light Judgment, we don't want a second Nightmare to appear!"