The battlefield encompassed by the Second-generation Wizard King and the One-Armed Sacred Body Ancestor naturally stretched across an immensely vast area.
Fully aware of the One-Armed Sacred Body Ancestor's unparalleled strength, and knowing that every moment he had was bought with the lives of other True Spirit Wizards and Alliance Overlords, the Second-generation Wizard King naturally flew at full speed. Even so, it took him quite some time to cross the sprawling battlefield and charge into the front lines where wizards and the Abyssal Devil Race clashed.
Yet this True Spirit Wizard did not linger long upon the battlefield where the two sides were locked in stalemate. Instead, he pressed ever deeper, plunging headfirst into the boundless black demonic mist. His silvery-white radiance was completely swallowed by the black mist.
"A wizard!"
Now and then, Formless Ancient Demons passed through the demonic mist. They opened Space-Time Gates within the abyssal demonic mist, summoning Demon Dragon Legions from distant unknown worlds that had been demonized and contaminated by Abyss Moss. Of course, the so-called Demon Dragon Legion did not consist solely of Abyssal Demon Dragons. Due to the prolonged war, even the Abyss World's consumption of legions had reached an astonishing level. Left with no alternative, it had sent immature low-level Abyssal Demon Dragons and large numbers of aberrant Abyssal Demonic Beasts into the ranks, making them part of the abyss-summoned Demon Dragon Legion.
"Jie jie jie jie jie jie..."
The Second-generation Wizard King had barged into the abyssal position, but these little fellows were naturally not his target. Still, since he was passing by, killing them was no more than a casual gesture.
"Crack, crack" sounded beneath the Robe of Appearances. The Second-generation Wizard King did not pause in the slightest. Several bizarre metallic mechanical arms extended outward, followed by