Beyond the Golden Divine Kingdom.
The golden Mist formed by Endless Particles was removed by Lancelot after the Divine Kingdom Armament, [Nest of the Ruins of Return], was installed.
The core of the artifact [Nest of the Ruins of Return] is composed of the Law of Void and the Law of Spacetime. In addition to releasing a terrifying Energy Domain, its concealment Concealment effects are also extremely powerful, enough to shield the fluctuations generated when the Divine Kingdom is advancing.
Furthermore, Logo has set up a causal shield with the [Illusory and Real Prism]. Not to mention True God, even Main God would not be able to detect anything without careful examination.
After arriving from the Ancient Hall of Dark Magic, the Eternal Night Eight-Pointed Star conducted what it thought was a thorough investigation of the Golden Divine Kingdom, only to find nothing. So, according to the previously agreed plan, it launched a large-scale attack.
Eight Upper God, occupying eight directions, descended with a thunderous Void, covering the Golden Divine Kingdom. Judging from their posture, they had no intention of letting anyone go.
At this moment, Golden Divine Kingdom, after sensing eight terrifying auras, Lancelot and Gustavo both looked grave and contacted Logo, asking, "What's going on?"
"It must be because the incident of making the dark Mage take the blame for us has come to light, and the Ancient Hall of Dark Magic has sent people to attack us." Logo's voice also carried a hint of solemnity.
The arrival of the Eternal Night Eight-Pointed Star was somewhat unexpected.
Based on Logo's previous analysis, the Ancient Hall of Dark Magic shouldn't care too much about him impersonating a dark Mage and wiping out the Prado Civilization's high-ranking officials.
Not to mention sending such a powerful force to retaliate.
This seems to be the style of another faction.
'Has the leadership of the Ancient Hall of Dark Magic changed?'
'Or is it that these dark Mage didn't come from the Ancient Hall of Dark Magic?'
Many thoughts raced through Logo's mind.
But things have come to this point, and there's no use dwelling on it; the important thing is to resist the current attack.
In fact, Logo wasn't too worried about the attacks from these dark Mage. Although he had some misconceptions about his own identity as a Three-Lineage Emperor Blood being, Logo was well aware of the importance of this territory to Pureblood Human Race.
At the juncture of the New World Domain and the Astral Realm, the race will never allow the Golden Divine Kingdom, which serves as a fortress and a thorn in the side, to fall.
If you ask for help, you will definitely get a response.
Having a backup plan makes things much easier.
"Lancelot, sense carefully, are these guys dark Mage?"
"Good."
With a slight nod, Lancelot accepted the Divine Kingdom authority given to him by Logo, his perception spreading through his origin and radiating into the Void.
After a moment, he nodded and said, "That's right, they are all dark Mage, the kind who can be killed to obtain Primeval Stone."
As he spoke, Lancelot's eyes shone brightly, as if he could see a huge pile of Primeval Stone beckoning to him.
"Hey, these guys are really thoughtful. They knew Lancelot's Steel Feather Cloak upgrade required a lot of Primeval Stone, and they brought them over themselves before even asking," Gustavo said, pursing his lips. At the same time, he glanced at his [Fortune Seizure] talent with a hint of exasperation.
Look at how lucky they are, and look at yourself, you're such a useless piece of trash.
After receiving a positive reply, Logo had a plan in mind.
"Hehe, since that's the case, then it's simple, let's do it this way!"
"Gustavo will not make his move first, but will use it as a final trump card. I will also not use the two Divine Kingdom Armament for now, relying solely on the Divine Kingdom's essence for support."
"Lancelot and my Bloodline Avatar joined forces, forming a defensive line with the Divine Kingdom at its core. We'll weaken them first, probe their trump cards, and then unleash a final burst to wipe them out!"
"In less than three days, the Golden Divine Kingdom will be able to advance to the Middle God Kingdom. At that time, with its profound foundation and two Nine-Star Immortal Artifact- level Divine Kingdom Armament, it will definitely not be weaker than Upper God Kingdom."
"At that time, as long as these dark Mage can't unleash the power of Main God, we'll definitely win."
"Gustavo is right, they're here to deliver the Primeval Stone!"
As soon as they finished speaking, the three of them looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
Rumble!
The Divine Kingdom trembled once more, as if the Eternal Night Eight-Pointed Star from the outside world had launched an attack.
Lancelot leaped into the air, landing around the honeycomb-like holes in the dimensional crystal wall. His Endless Divine Body erupted with full power, and an aura that shook the star core spread outwards, attracting the attention of the dark Mage.
At the same time, the Bloodline Avatar also stood on the other side of the Divine Kingdom. This time, Logo did not use the power of the Realm of Void, but instead used the spatial power he was most familiar with, with the Devouring Space-Devouring Ring bloodline as the main force and the Realm of Void and the Web of Time as auxiliary forces.
The Nine-Star Immortal Artifact, the End Inscription, was hidden within his body, ready to launch a deadly sneak attack.
This terrifying artifact, purely for killing, possesses formidable offensive power. Its first appearance must be met with a kill; otherwise, it would be a waste.
"Heh, so the coward has finally come out?"
The Flesh and Blood Demon Lord, Malakai, extended his long, barbed, bright red tongue and licked his cheek, speaking in a mocking Earth Dao.
Lancelot glanced at him disdainfully. "A mere Tier Eight True God, do you even have the right to interrupt?"
"What did you say?!"
In short, breaking through the defenses of the Flesh and Blood Demon Lord Malakai and reaching the Tier Nine True God had always been his obsession, but he had never succeeded. This time, Lancelot's words hit the nail on the head, dealing a critical blow to his spirit.
Lancelot paid little attention to the ferocious flesh demon lord Malakai, but instead looked solemnly at the vacant Baimon. His intuition told him that this guy was extremely dangerous and was likely stronger than himself.
Seeing Lancelot's gaze shift to Baimon, Malakai, who had been furious, paused slightly and muttered, "This guy has quite the eye; he can actually tell that the boss is the most powerful one."
Normally, Baimon, who has mastered the Law of Void, has a very low presence. Many enemies facing the Eternal Night Eight-Pointed Star will subconsciously ignore his existence and then die without knowing why.
Lancelot's ability to detect Baimon's extraordinary abilities, in the eyes of the Flesh and Blood Demon Lord Malakai, at least proved that this guy had excellent perception.
"What's wrong with you dark Mage lately? Instead of hiding in the sewers, you keep showing yourselves in public. Aren't you afraid of getting sunburned?"
Twisting his neck, Lancelot said directly.
"The members of the Earth Guardian are as arrogant and domineering as ever," Queen Elena of the Night Earth Dao, her long fingernails shimmering with tiny points of fluorescent purple light.
"Stop wasting time talking to him, kill them all, and annihilate this Divine Kingdom."
Eerie and elusive illusory sounds drifted down, and in an instant, blurry phantom figures filled the Void, opening up a ' Eternal Night Dream Domain ' filled with nightmares.
Nightmares Walker Lilith Yulan, a prodigy from a fictional plane in the Fantasy Dimension, later materialized, destroyed the mother plane, and became the World Destroyer. She later joined the Ancient Hall of Dark Magic and is a complete madwoman.
As Nightmares Walker Lilith Murmurs ignited the flames of war, this earth-shattering battle outside the Golden Divine Kingdom erupted with a deafening roar.
Somewhere in the Void.
Dimensional depths.
Clinton, clad in battle armor, stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes reflecting the images of the ongoing battle.
After observing the surroundings, his gaze settled on the vacant Baimon, his brow furrowing slightly. "This guy's aura seems a bit strange..."