Sangis shook off the dark purple liquid on her feet. Her eyes moved away from the monsters still pouring out of the ground and landed on Chaluoke not far away.
The man stood on the edge of the crowd, his hands in his trouser pockets, his expression as calm as if he was watching a firework that had nothing to do with him.
There is no magic fluctuation in his body, as if he has gathered all the energy into his body, and is not willing to waste any of it.
He has no weapons in his hands, but the reptiles crawling out of the ground around him will automatically avoid him when they approach him.
Sangis can judge his strength from the way those reptiles bypass him - they either don't want to attack him, or they don't dare. Those low-level creatures that cannot even understand human emotions instinctively chose to flee in the face of his breath.
"Mr. Chaluoke, please come over and help me." Sangis's voice came from the center of the battlefield.
Chaluoke glanced at Nuoyaji. Nuoyaji nodded.
Chaluoke buttoned up his coat and walked in the direction of Sangis. His pace was not fast, but every step was very steady. His boots did not slip in the mud soaked with the blood of the reptiles.
He stopped next to Sangis and stretched out his right hand. Elements of multiple colors began to condense in his palm - red flames, blue frost, yellow thunder and lightning, and green wind.
They are rotating, merging, and compressing, changing from a chaotic, mutually exclusive chaos that could explode at any time into a stable, slowly rotating ball of light with fine lines on its surface.
The mages were stunned.
Some people forgot to recite the spell, some people forgot to maintain the shield, and some people forgot to dodge the reptiles that were rushing toward them. Their eyes were all attracted to that hand.
A spell of that kind - it doesn't require chanting, a staff, or any auxiliary props. He just needs to stretch out his hand, and the elements will automatically converge towards him. Even the repulsion between elements with different attributes can be forcibly suppressed, fused, and shaped by him.
This is definitely not something ordinary mages can do.
Chaluoke pointed his palm at the pitted ground in front of him where crawlers were still emerging. The ball of light broke away from his palm and flew towards the open space.
It didn't fly very fast, like a gently thrown stone. It flew to the center of the open space, and then - exploded.
Colored lights, red, blue... all elements of light were released at the same moment, covering the entire open space in a gorgeous, blinding, aurora-like light curtain.
Those reptiles didn't even have time to scream in the light. From the outside to the inside, from the skin to the internal organs, from the wings to the legs, they decomposed layer by layer, turning into fine powder, falling one after another, and disappearing in the night wind.
The light lasted for a few seconds, then dimmed, and then went out.
The battlefield became quiet.
The others looked at that scene blankly, as if their breathing had stopped at this moment.
Some people opened their mouths, some stared, and some people almost lost their grip on the staff and slipped. Legendary mage?
Chaluoke took his hand back and patted the non-existent dust on his coat.
"Just an unknown person." His voice was not loud, but the contrast was that after saying something that was enough to make everyone kneel down in worship, he said it in a tone of "I just went to get a glass of water."
Nuoyaji's mouth twitched.
Silver light flashed across the sky, and the huge body of Silver Radiance Dragon God emerged from the clouds.
The silver-white scales looked like flowing mercury under the moonlight, and the crown suspended in front of his forehead was slowly rotating, leaving a circle of pale golden light traces in the air with each rotation.
His wings were drawn out from the clouds, and the translucent wing membranes fluttered slightly in the night wind. Behind him were two red dragons and a black dragon - Valerirus flying on the left side of Silver Radiance Dragon God. Most of the old wounds from Forbidden Land and the new wounds from the battle with creation had been healed by the divine power of Silver Radiance Dragon God.
Weitestan flew to the left side of Valerirus. Traces of current burns were still vaguely visible on his body, but his scales had grown back and were darker than before the injury.
The Protector was flying on the right side of Silver Radiance Dragon God. His wings were beating very slowly. His dark golden vertical pupils reflected the city below, which was mostly covered by black tentacles. His expression was not pretty.
Valerirus looked at the ruined city in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.
Alas... His eyes swept over those collapsed buildings, across those squares entangled with tentacles, and across those blocks that were still burning.
The walls of this city were built under his own supervision, and the drainage system in the city was modified by him based on the design of an ancient city in the west of the empire. Even the row of sycamores outside the city that have now grown into towering trees were transplanted from a valley in the east on a whim.
He has lived in this place for more than a thousand years. Every stone knows him, and the roots of every tree grow on the road he walked.
"Caesar Where is Your Majesty?" Valerirus was a little confused.
Huh? By the way, what's going on in heaven?
Valerirus's pupils shrank slightly. He raised his head and looked at the dark red color like coagulated blood that covered the entire sky.
He remembered this color. It was this color in the sky above the capital. Now this color has spread from the sky above the capital to here.
If someone looked at it on a planetary scale at this time, they would see that tens of millions of square kilometers above this continent have changed color.
From the East Sea shore to the West Sea shore, from the snowfields in the north to the coast in the south, from those prosperous metropolises to those small border villages that can't even be found on the map, the sky everywhere turned into the same color.
It didn't change slowly, it changed all at the same time. It was like someone had spread a dark red, translucent film over the entire continent.
Then the color of the sky became darker.
A gap opened in the clouds. A huge boulder fell out of the gap - it didn't fall from the sky, it fell from behind the clouds, from behind the dark red sky.
The boulder was about the same size as a small house, and its surface was covered with gray-white, ashes-like powder that glowed palely under the moonlight.
It fell from the clouds, getting faster and faster, dragging a long, gray-white tail of powder that was still flying, and fell straight down.
Boom - a huge boulder hit a low mountain not far away. The mountain collapsed, and the boulder rolled down the hillside and hit the valley.
When the sound came over, it had turned into a dull sound, like something heavy being dragged on the ground.
More gravel fell from the clouds, densely packed like a heavy rain.
Large pieces, small pieces, big ones like houses, small ones like human heads. They poured out from the same gap, hitting the ground from different directions, different heights, and different speeds, like a meteor shower magnified countless times, with no sound and only images.
Then, a mountain fell from the sky.
No, not "a mountain".
It's a fragment of an entire continent.
When it fell from the clouds, it covered most of the sky, blocking the moonlight, starlight, and the light of the dark red sky.
Visibility on the ground dropped to zero seconds before the mountain fell.
Silver Radiance Dragon God's crown lit up.
A silver-white, translucent barrier as thin as a soap bubble spread from his body to all directions, expanding from his center to hundreds or thousands of meters, covering the crowd below.
The barrier opened so fast that before the scales on Silver Radiance Dragon God's wings even fully unfolded, the thin silver-white light film covered everyone's heads.
Boom, boom - countless broken things fell from the sky and landed on the barrier.
The impact of the boulder caused circles of silver-white ripples on the surface of the barrier, like raindrops falling on a calm lake. The surface of the barrier dented slightly during the impact, and then bounced back.
The fragments slipped from the edge of the barrier and hit the ground, creating more and deeper holes in the land that had been destroyed by the black tentacles.
Those fragments of the continent that fell from "Old World", those ruins of creation that were crushed in the disintegration, those ruins and ruins that have been sleeping in the darkness for countless epochs.
At this moment, it was like an endless rainstorm, pouring down on this land that had been destroyed beyond recognition by darkness and war.
What's going on?
Valerirus looked at the gray-white, smoking rubble falling from the sky, and his mind went blank.
As an ancient dragon that has lived for thousands of years, he has seen volcanoes erupt, meteorites fall, and many incredible natural phenomena...
But there are explainable reasons behind those phenomena. Volcanoes are due to the movement of earth veins, and meteorites are due to the orbits of celestial bodies.
How to explain this? Did a "world" fall from the sky?
The same scene appeared in almost all places on the mainland covered by the dark red sky.
Karelia Empire, On the outskirts of the imperial capital Starry Vault City, the tower mages had just repelled a wave of black monsters emerging from the ground. Before they had time to take a breath, rubble began to fall from the sky.
Someone was hit, groaned, and fell down directly.
United Kingdom of Victoria, West Sea Iron Anchor Port, Reinhardt just split the head of the last giant reptile from its body.
The power armor's energy indicator light pulsed between red and orange, indicating that there was not much energy left.
He raised his head and saw a "shooting star" falling towards him in the sky.
Over the burning city on the Saint Junxi border, the mountain split by Pegasus broke in the middle. The upper half disappeared, but the lower half still stood there...
All over the continent, from east to west, from south to north, the ancient fragments that fell over the cities, over the wilderness, and over the oceans smashed into the ground one after another craters of different sizes.
The aroused smoke and gravel mixed together to form a layer of gray-white mist that was still slowly spreading, filling the place where people lived.
Voraksa climbed out of the pit, shook his head, and looked at the surrounding scene.
His body struggled to stand up from a pile of gray-white, still smoking rubble. His wings spread out on both sides of his body, and the wing membranes were covered with powder and dust.
He flapped his wings twice to blow the powder off his scales, and then blinked his four dark red eyes at the same time.
What's going on? Voraksa is a little confused.
Just now he was performing His Majesty's mission in that strange place. Then the ground cracked, and then white light engulfed everything.
He saw with his own eyes the white light rising from the ground, saw the suspended land fragments melting like snowflakes in the white light, and saw the guy who called himself God of Light being sucked into the white light without even saying a word.
He was ready to sleep in the darkness for another epoch.
Then he opened his eyes and found himself lying in a pile of rubble. There were clouds and wind in the sky, and countless debris were still falling. There were cities, fireworks, and human screams in the distance.
That "the world exploded?"
Voraksa Before he could react, he turned around and saw the golden ball of light next to him.
The surface texture of the light ball became much dimmed, and it stopped rotating. It was still, like a battery that was about to run out of power.
"Hey, who is that--what's going on?" Voraksa's voice came out from between his teeth, with a confused tone of "Have I lost my memory?"
The light ball did not answer immediately. Its surface texture brightened slightly, and then darkened again.
"Old World", disappeared." The sound of the light ball came from the void.
Voraksa was stunned for a moment. He remembered that His Majesty said he wanted to find Evil God, and thought of the white light that swallowed up everything - "Where is Your Majesty Caesar?"
His voice was a little faster than before.
The ball of light was silent for a moment.
Its surface texture flickered twice in the darkness.
Yes, where is he?