"Being your enemy is truly exhausting." Ji Dong sighed deeply. "Divide, recruit, manipulate, infiltrate, mislead. If it were up to me, I'd probably just charge in headfirst."
"All I can say is, the Art of War of the Great Ancestor is still the greatest among gods." Qian Chaoguang swept his Divine Sense across the other parts of the battlefield. "The wisdom of our ancestors cannot be underestimated either. At the very least, I quite like Tian Ji's Horse Racing."
Horse racing.
It was a simple yet exceptionally effective tactic.
Unless one had been driven into a desperate corner, why rely on a Cosmos Burst to kill someone above one's level?
Wouldn't crushing them outright be better?
And so, Electrolux was now bringing the racial traits of the undead to their absolute limit.
No casting windup!
Silent spellcasting, no chanting!
Magic nodes as vast as the stars emerged one after another in the sky, linking together into enormous Spell Models.
Multiple casting allowed him to unleash five forbidden spells at once.
There were countless mid- and high-tier spells.
Holding a Super Divine Artifact staff, Electrolux had transformed himself into a magical artillery platform.
Light and soul Dual-element Magic rained down upon Rong Nianbing as though it cost no energy at all.
A God King-level combatant beating up Rong Nianbing, a Demigod King, truly left him crying for his father and mother.
It was not that Rong Nianbing lacked talent.
But Electrolux was likewise among the most outstanding of geniuses.
We are both prodigies. You can fight above your level, so why can't I?
With equal talent, even a difference of only half a level was still a chasm-like gap.
Moreover, Rong Nianbing had come this time intending to fake his death and escape, while conveniently resetting his build for a Second