The Witcher: Son of the Planes

With the help of the power of the plane, Sibande struggled to resist the bombardment of the Light of Death. All the tribesmen around him had fallen down. Some other sea creatures were far away and did not dare to come over. Moreover, even if they wanted to use their strength, they could not use it. The power of the Light of Death was so strong that they would die if they touched it.

He did not know how many times the giant cannon of the celestial body could bombard. He had been resisting for a long time. The overall energy of the Heart of the Plane had dropped a lot. He did not have the energy to care about how far other sea creatures had attacked the base and whether they had achieved a decisive victory.

In Sibande's mind, he wanted to hold on for this period of time. After the energy of the giant cannon was exhausted, he would definitely teach those third-level alien creatures in the base a lesson. They dared to bully the demigods. Are all aliens such fanatics?

However, his idea was doomed to fail, because those alien third-level creatures he mentioned were approaching him at a rapid speed. To make matters worse, none of the third-level plane natives he met when passing by came out to resist. Most of them were paddling in the sea...

When a third-level witchcraft attacked Dausband, he was a little surprised, "Who is it? Who is attacking Lord Siband?"

It should be said that the demigod is not a god yet. He is just a stronger third-level. The third-level witchcraft is not that he can't hurt him, but it is difficult to hurt him.

But Siband is at a critical moment to resist the light of the god of death. Any small change may cause the collapse of the domino card, and these third-level alien plane strongmen who came here are the ones who pushed down the domino card.

Siband's own defense is completely insufficient. While using the power of the plane to defend himself, he can only use his tentacles to attack those third-level alien plane strongmen.

But it was really hard to see results without full-strength attack and being surrounded by others. Without paying attention, a ray of light from the god of death broke through his defense and hit him.

A huge wound appeared, and a large amount of blue-green blood gushed out, polluting the sea area.

He once again mobilized the power of the plane force, and while strengthening his defense, he used it to increase his own recovery several times in an attempt to recover from his injuries.

But several huge black mamba snakes appeared, and they strangled his body. Then several knights more than ten meters tall raised their giant swords and slashed at him, and several wizards released witchcraft hands that were also pulling his body.

The light of the god of death had stopped attacking, and the joint attack of more than a dozen third-level alien plane masters also gave the seriously injured Siband a headache. If he hadn't been injured, Siband believed that he would not have been defeated, and he could still run away if he couldn't win.

But now, although Siband has the blessing of the plane force, he is restricted from moving by the joint attack of several people, and he seems to be able to passively take the beating.

But it wasn't, he still had a trick that he hadn't used yet, that was his life magic, the poison ink spitting spell, a large amount of black poison ink sprayed in all directions.

The several level 3 strong men who besieged him, while strengthening their own defense and retreating strategically, finally opened a gap and let Siband slip out.

The dizzy Siband didn't deliberately choose a direction, but fate seemed to have made arrangements, and the direction of Siband's escape was exactly where the base was.

The smarter sea people naturally saw the level 3 alien plane strong men who were chasing after them, and the stupider ones just saw that their plane guardians were preparing to take them to attack the aliens' base.

It can only be said that the same thing will show different effects in the eyes of different people. Those stupid sea people naturally rushed more fiercely, as if victory was just around the corner. In front of the plane guardian, all the aliens were vulnerable, and they would definitely be able to repel those aliens.

They swam hard, hoping to reach the alien base before the guardian defeated the strong man, and also contribute to this plane war.

The smarter sea creatures had already felt something was wrong, but no matter how smart they were, they were still limited by their vision and did not know how to deal with it. They could only slowly swim towards the alien base according to the original plan.

Colin, who was fighting the enemy near the base, had no idea how many sea creatures he had killed. He had also collected a lot of specimens, and there were enough species. He had drunk mana potions several times, but he did not let his three wives drink them many times. Of course, this was his responsibility as a husband.

The poisonous ink released by Siband just now did hurt some third-level alien strongmen, but it did not have much impact, because the dozen or so people on the other side were still chasing him. He didn't know where the other third-level creatures of the sea clan were, and why no one came forward to help along the way.

Finally encountered a third-level tiger shark, but the other party seemed to be fighting with several second-level aliens, and it seemed that he could not get away for a while.

Siband didn't have the time to tell whether the tiger shark was really tied up or pretending not to see him. He believed that if he continued to run, there would always be a Level 3 warrior from his side to help.

But contrary to his thoughts, after running for almost a month, he had run to the vicinity of the enemy's base, but he didn't encounter a Level 3 warrior who could help. Not only that, he didn't even see a single one of his own people.

In Siband's eyes, it seemed that the whole world had abandoned him, because he couldn't even mobilize much of the energy of the Heart of the Plane.

(Here I want to argue for the Blue Nabo plane. They have already invested a lot in you. Now the remaining ones are just to maintain the basic consumption of the plane. How can there be any remaining to bless you?)

Near the base, less than three nautical miles away, Siband finally stopped running. He was ready to fight head-on. The huge wound had also eased within a month, as if it no longer affected his battle.

And Siband also woke up. When there were aliens, the light of death in the sky seemed not to fire, probably because it was afraid of hurting its own people.

But what he didn't expect was that the location where he escaped was too coincidental. He happened to stop at a place where the fifteen wizard towers in the base could attack.

After more than a dozen alien planes arrived, they quickly contacted the wizard tower in the base. Before Siband could decide who to attack first, more than a dozen thunder purgatory attacked him at the same time.

More than a dozen powerful thunderbolts bombarded Sibande's body. After penetrating his defense shield, they acted on his body. Huge currents were running through his body, destroying his vitality.

At the same time, the attacks of more than a dozen level 3 professionals came again. He passively waved his tentacles. Although he was injured, he was still a strong man. He didn't believe that those strong men from other planes could resist his attacks.

Wave Knight and Blazing Knight both have their own tricks. Facing the attacks of demigod-level strong men, they can only do their best to persist. At the last moment, as long as they resist a few attacks, I believe that teammates can definitely kill Sibande.

After several rounds of exchanges, one of Sibande's tentacles was chopped off by Saladin, and then other tentacles were also attacked by other level 3 strong men, constantly cutting off Sibande's body.

When Siband thought of self-destruction, he was hit by several witchcrafts before he could take action. His consciousness was in a trance, and then his consciousness fell into darkness. He regretted so much. He sent all the third-level strongmen away, and there was no helper around him...

Colin, who was near the base, took the lead and rushed to the deep sea after Lina, who stayed behind, issued a counterattack order. Suddenly, he found that a huge tentacle of more than ten meters was smashing towards Colin.

"What the hell?" Colin was startled and dodged instinctively.

After dodging this tentacle, Colin looked at the tentacle that was still twisting. He used the confinement spell to restrict this tentacle, and then put it into the different dimension, and then led the slave creatures to rush to the depths of the ocean again.