The Wizarding Age

In the depths of the vast sea of ​​stars, the tides of magic power fluctuate.

In the midst of the starlight, the Faen plane wrapped in a thick membrane floats up and down, drifting slowly along some mysterious route.

Outside the membrane, several large-scale elven kingdoms are looming, and more petitioners and holy spirits are arranged in front, forming a dense and indestructible defense network. Behind the defense line, several elven gods sit in their own kingdoms, holding their breath and concentrating, silently seeming to be waiting for something.

With Visenna's almost self-mutilating horror prophecy, the elven gods finally figured out the origin of the disaster and predicted the exact time when the enemy would launch an attack.

Now, not only have the believers in the plane been fully mobilized, but even the kingdoms of several elven gods have also been adjusted, becoming the first divine defense line against foreign invasion.

It seems a bit too much to use such a large battle to deal with a sixth-level wizard with a bad reputation.

But data is data, and strength is strength.

Seriously speaking, data is actually only the most insignificant part of strength.

Judging from the data on the surface, the panic of the entire elf clan is completely unreasonable.

The main elf god, Silsa, has the strength of the sixth level, plus a group of elf "pseudo-gods" with the strength of the fifth level, and there are several kingdoms of God and millions of elf believers behind her. With such strength, there should be no problem in dealing with a sixth-level fire wizard.

But under the judgment of the rule system, it is this group of powerful elves and protoss that are the weaker party.

Nothing else.

Data is false, and the powerful combat strength is the most real!

As the most powerful main god of the elf clan, Silsa's priesthood includes: elves, forests, art, crafts, poetry, and music. These priesthoods sound a lot, but none of them can be associated with combat.

The most promising of all priesthoods are elves and forests. As long as these two things still exist in the plane, Silsa can obtain a steady stream of divine power through the plane system. If Zhi could go one step further and upgrade the ‘forest’ priesthood to the ‘nature’ priesthood, he would definitely be qualified to leap to the seventh level and become a member of the powerful divine power.

Unfortunately, the Faen plane is only a medium plane. Even if the power of the plane is used, it is difficult to support a seventh-level existence. Therefore, if the elves led by Silsa are judged by the rank strength of the multiverse, they are just a flower stand that does not live up to the name.

Precisely because she knows herself well, after hearing that a powerful sixth-level fire wizard is coming, Silsa just prepared for it and took out the highest standard of strength to deal with this sudden world-destroying disaster.

Zhi didn't wait long, and what was coming finally came!

A rumbling and terrifying sound suddenly came from the depths of the oscillating magic tide.

Then, a huge wave of flames like a tidal wave rushed towards the Faen plane like a tide.

Magic fire...

Destruction flames...

Horrible high temperature...

Destruction heat wave...

The army of petitioners who were the first to be hit panicked.

Although they are no longer flesh and blood creatures, as long as there is divine power in their bodies, they can survive in any harsh environment, but this does not include the terrifying flames that are coming towards them.

Elf petitioners dressed in their previous life's clothes struggled and wailed in the raging flames, and before they could figure out the situation, they were burned to ashes by the mysterious flames with strange magical properties. Their souls turned into streams of light, each flying back to the kingdom of their own gods, and then reappeared under the nourishment of the abundant and abundant divine power inside the kingdom of gods.

Petitioners are almost immortal.

As long as their will is not extinguished, they can rely on the divine power of the gods to revive unlimited times, and then become the most loyal and bravest guardians of the kingdom of gods.

However, when war breaks out between gods, they are often the most miserable cannon fodder!

"Since you are here, show your true self!"

"The Great Crimson Wizard - Lord Grimm!"

The clear and sweet voice of the Elf Goddess Silsa suddenly came out from the huge kingdom of God surrounded by many kingdoms in the shape of a finished product, accompanied by a series of dazzling green halos.

As soon as the halo appeared, it immediately turned into a green natural barrier, firmly standing in front of the army of petitioners, and also blocked the surging terrifying flames.

The overwhelming wave of flames stopped its galloping steps and collided with the natural barrier. The red flames and the green forest formed two distinct worlds on each side.

And in the depths of the raging fire waves, a deep and deep male voice sounded immediately.

"I didn't expect you guys are ready..."

"It seems that the annoying mosquito that has been buzzing in my mind for the past few days is one of you..."

"Hehe, how does the Eternal Flame taste?"

The attacking enemy hid in the depths of the sea of ​​fire, covering his body with the raging heat waves and raging flames, which also made many elf gods only hear his voice but not see him, and never see his true face.

Hearing the other party's ridicule, the faces of several elf gods became gloomy.

In today's battle, almost all members of the elf gods went to fight, except for the goddess of luck, Visenna.

After making the horrific prophecy, Visenna suffered a backlash of fate that was almost like torture. She was already dying, tortured to death by the terrible purple fire, and in agony.

Therefore, even though they were on the front line of the war, several gods left a trace of their divine thoughts with Visenna, listening to her screams and groans like ghosts and gods. This also made them hate the enemy in front of them, and they wanted to take them down immediately, peel off their skin, and grind their bones to ashes.

Unfortunately, the monstrous arrogance of the enemy in front of them made them extremely sober and aware that it would be difficult to survive today without paying a heavy price.

Seeing that the fighting spirit of several companions beside her was somewhat sluggish, Xi Ersha, as the main god, could not help but snorted coldly and said loudly: "Now that you are here, you still hide your head and show your tail. You are worthy of being the most insidious and evil wizard... You should show yourself!"

With Zhi's fierce shout, a "divine power shock wave" that condensed a huge amount of elven divine power rushed out of the kingdom of God, turned into a green crescent with a diameter of 100 meters and smashed into the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

Wherever the crescent passed, the sea of ​​fire was split in the middle, the flames were shattered, and the two sacred powers of different attributes collided and annihilated each other, creating a power vacuum zone of dozens of miles in radius...

Seeing this, other elven gods also followed suit, and green "divine power shock waves" alternately smashed into the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

Divine power was agitated, and the flames exploded.

Although the uncontrolled magic flame was powerful, it could not withstand the highly concentrated shock wave of divine power. The waves of fire were forced to retreat continuously, and the sea of ​​fire was annihilated piece by piece. The originally surging world of fire was smashed into cracks, gradually revealing the strange and majestic figure standing tall in the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

It was a terrifying fire giant with a height of nearly a thousand meters!

He was covered with golden flames.

These mysterious flames that were originally violent and fierce now clustered and attached to his body like warm dogs. Not only did they not give people a sense of extreme evil, but they also had a hint of sacred majesty.

Although the flames were brutal, when the power level crossed to the sixth level and touched the rule level, every trace of flame energy would naturally carry a touch of noble breath, and from then on it became different.

The fire giant stood proudly.

His body was golden flames.

Within a radius of hundreds of meters around him were clusters and groups of strange purple flames.

In the vast airspace of 10,000 meters, there were raging flames like a tidal wave. They seemed to come from the fire giant's body, and seemed to come from the void. They mysteriously materialized, endless and boundless.

The protective burning field was smashed by waves of divine power shock waves, and the elf power took the opportunity to penetrate in and collided with the ubiquitous regular flames here.

Grimm slowly raised his head, his huge flaming eyes were burning, and a mad fighting spirit like burning the sky and destroying the world swept across the sky and landed far above the kingdom of God where Silsa was.

Silsa, who was sitting high on the throne of the kingdom of God, also raised her head, and her majestic and sacred green eyes revealed a dignified aura that could not be disobeyed. The two eyes quickly entangled together, splashing out explosive sparks...

"Grimm...you are just one person, and you want to challenge our entire elf pantheon?"

"You...are too arrogant!"

Silsa shouted loudly, full of hatred and anger.

This is the first time in three thousand years that an enemy dares to challenge Zhi's authority head-on.

"Humph, just a bunch of frogs in the well..." Grimm snorted coldly and hit back: "A mere sixth-level medium-level divine power dares to call himself the main god... Do you know that in the world of gods, only those who hold high the throne and leap to the seventh level are qualified to become the main god!"

"You bunch of country bumpkins from poor and remote areas, playing house behind closed doors, calling the sixth-level main god, and the fifth-level gods pretending to be gods... Hahaha, if this gets out, aren't you afraid that the real gods will laugh their teeth off and get angry and smash your doghouse?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the elf gods present darkened a little.

"Arrogant..."

"Nonsense..."

"Bold..."

The Zhis shouted in unison, looking angry and ashamed.

Unfortunately, no matter how fiercely they scolded, they dared not step out of the kingdom of God.

After all, they are only level five, and are undoubted "pseudo-gods" and "demigods". If they dare to leave the protection of the kingdom of God, they will probably not be able to withstand even one move from that terrifying fire witch and will be burned into a pile of ash powder.

Grimm stood in the depths of the sea of ​​fire, looking at the gods jumping and shouting but keeping silent with disdain on his face. He was too lazy to get involved with them too much, and turned his eyes directly to the only true god in the field - Saoirse.

"Saoirse, do you dare to come out and fight me?" Grimm shouted fiercely.