Seeing so many Void fleets and True God experts, a wave of despair washed over Shawen, and he hurriedly tried to cast a teleportation spell.
However, as soon as the magical light appeared, before the magic circle diagram was fully formed, the trick that had repeatedly led him to escape from danger suddenly collapsed. The magical power structure became disordered, and the entire teleportation array died in its infancy.
Shawen looked up in despair, and a magnificent dark golden alchemical tower came into view. The vast spatial fluctuations emanating from it made Shawen realize that with his own power, it was impossible to break through the suppression of this divine artifact.
At that moment, only one thought remained in Shawen's mind: It's over!
Lancelot didn't care what Shawen thought; at this moment, all he could see were those dark Mage who stood out like fireflies in the night.
"Three Middle God, five Lower God, a total of eight True God- level black Mage, and eleven other True God- level experts of other professions, making a total of nineteen True God."
"Leave the other True God to the Alpha Civilization and the powerful individuals I rescued; the Black Mage are all mine!"
With a thought, the Nirvana Tower burst forth with boundless, dazzling silver light, instantly illuminating the endless dark Void.
The brilliant silver light penetrated deep into the Void, like the hand of Supreme God reaching down. With a gentle wave, a vast expanse of space distorted, gathering the eight True God of black Mage together and sealing them within a closed space.
"Leave them to me; you deal with the rest of the True God!"
Lancelot vibrated the Void Energy, transmitting his voice over a wide area, before plunging into the enclosed space without looking back, confronting a group of bewildered dark Mage from afar.
On the other side, Albert frowned, and the True God beside him said, "Lord Holy Light is being too arrogant. There are a full eight True God and three Middle God. Can he handle it alone?"
"Yes, if he were seriously injured or killed, our Alpha Civilization would definitely face criticism from all sides. It was far too reckless!"
After hearing this, Albert shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, let him be. His defense has always been good; he shouldn't be killed anytime soon. It's good to teach him a lesson."
After saying this, Albert led the remaining True God powerhouses, along with those who had been rescued and were filled with rage, to besiege the other eleven True God, and a chaotic battle was about to break out.
Shawen gazed at the imposing figure before him, whose aura was domineering and who resembled a blazing sun descending upon him. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
He seemed to have found a way to break the deadlock.
"Capture him! Maybe we can force the Golden King to use that powerful spatial artifact and take us away! Give it your all, don't hold back, or this will be our death!"
"Shawen said coldly in a telepathic voice."
Upon hearing this, the other dark Mage nodded in agreement, their gazes, some cold and some violent, focused on Lancelot. Then, an elemental tide surged forth.
Rumble!!
Shawen is the strongest, reaching the peak of the Middle God level. As a black Mage, he can directly devour elemental power for his own use, making him superior to ordinary spellcasters in every aspect.
A dark purple crystal ball appeared in his hand, containing 108 small marbles. As Shawen's magic was injected, the marbles instantly flew out, their size increasing rapidly, transforming into stars that rained down on Lancelot.
"Good timing!"
Lancelot laughed heartily, his hair flying wildly. He unleashed his Endless Divine Body, his body becoming towering and enormous. His thick arms, as thick as mountains, stretched out, covered with a layer of dark metal, and he slammed them down.
Thump!!
A star was hit by this punch, and as the shockwave spread, the star was sent flying.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Lancelot's Iron Fist swept across the sky like a giant steel peak moving rapidly through the Void, crashing back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, he smashed all one hundred and eight stars back.
Seeing this, Shawen's expression changed slightly. He gritted his teeth and said, "He's stronger than me. I'll restrain him now. You all launch wave after wave of magical attacks, and secretly gather your strength for a combined magical attack, aiming to cripple him in one blow."
The other dark Mage nodded slightly and then followed Shawen's instructions.
Shawen manipulated 108 stars, arranging them in the Void to quickly form a massive array that pressed down upon them.
Boom!!
A terrifying gravity pressed down on them.
Lancelot froze.
It felt as if every piece of flesh and blood, even every particle in my body, was being crushed by a mountain, making it difficult to move.
Under his keen perception, the surrounding space was distorted by this terrifying gravity, groaning and threatening to shatter at any moment.
Hold head high!!
The Nulong roared in fury, and a lifelike magical True Dragon, trailing flames that stretched to the sky and the earth, charged toward Lancelot.
The surrounding elements were boiling under the terrifying heat.
At the same time, other dark Mage also unleashed their signature tricks.
A barrage of magical attacks came crashing down upon us.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Seven True God- level black Mage launched a relentless bombardment against Lancelot, including two Middle God, which gives you an idea of how terrifying the intensity of the attack was.
If this happened to an ordinary Middle God, they would probably have been severely injured long ago.
However, Lancelot was unusually thick-skinned and tough.
Realizing he couldn't move under the terrifying gravity, he used the authority of the Earth Guardian to conjure a vast expanse of land beneath his feet.
Standing firmly on the ground, the giant roared to the sky, facing off against attacks from all sides.
Although his skin was badly bruised and battered, he was not actually seriously injured.
With the continuous flow of power from the ground beneath his feet, Lancelot's injuries healed quickly.
He laughed wildly, taunting the dark Mage opposite him, "Are you just tickling me? What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Show me what you've got and make me happy!"
"Plane Warden!"
Shawen gritted his teeth in hatred, his wrinkled skin trembling violently, a testament to his rage.
As Lancelot unabashedly unleashed his power, Shawen and the group of dark Mage finally discovered his identity.
"How could he hide so well? We are natural enemies, but why didn't we sense his presence at the beginning?" another Middle God exclaimed in bewilderment.
Who knows?!
Shawen's expression was cold. "Perhaps he's good at hiding his true abilities, but as the battle intensified, he finally couldn't conceal them anymore."
"I knew it! How could such an outrageous genius emerge from such a remote area? Where did he get the resources to cultivate?! Turns out he's from the Earth Guardian lineage, with Primeval Stone to support him. Of course, that's much better than using other resources."
"His Guardian Blade has likely been upgraded to Miracle Divine Artifact. Given his Middle God -like life rank, it's normal for him to possess such power."
The dark Mage exchanged rapid mental messages, their expressions growing increasingly solemn.