Basham, the God Tier Wizard, analyzed the situation in his mind. The strength of "Little Brother" had been beyond his expectations, and he had completely broken with the dragons again.
Although he had failed to attack Abel, he had still roughly determined that Abel's level absolutely wasn't what the Wizard Guild's Intelligence Department had claimed—a wizard who had only just entered the God Tier.
The intense pain in his lower body had also driven him to make a decision.
"Outer Heavenly Demon, I'll join forces with you. As long as you hold back the Dragon God, I'll allow you to preach in this world!" He turned and shouted at Archangel Tyrael, who was currently fighting "Little Brother."
His words suddenly silenced the entire battlefield. Even the eighteen God Tier Wizards in the distance stared at him in stunned disbelief.
From the moment Archangel Tyrael had arrived in this world, he had naturally been in conflict with it. The contradictions between the Wizard Guild and Archangel Tyrael, in particular, were irreconcilable.
A deity who wanted to preach in the Central Continent, while possessing the Holy Knight profession system that countered wizards—this could be said to be the Wizard Guild's natural enemy.
The Wizard Guild's reaction back then had directly proven this. Under the call of Basham, the God Tier Wizard, all the powerful forces in the world had joined hands and nearly killed Archangel Tyrael. In the end, he could only use the Ultimate Guardian Spell to linger on by a thread.
Yet Basham, the God Tier Wizard, had now said something like this, leaving the God Tier Wizards at a loss.
The four dragon elders also drew closer to the Dragon God in their giant dragon forms, their expressions grave. They were guarding against a sudden attack from the Wizard