Sometimes An Ge feels that people should never set a flag, because she just turned around and ran into someone from the abyss.
To be precise, it was Woolley who had already sided with the abyss.
Looking at the elf in front of him, who was covered in black mist, An Ge secretly became more vigilant.
Unlike normal elves, Woolley's aura was particularly oppressive, with a faint sense of familiarity—the same aura he had felt in Martin's Forbidden Lands.
Despite her naturally approachable nature, she frowned as soon as she saw it from afar.
Woolley stared at Ango in shock. As a former elven priest, he was intimately familiar with nature and the life force.
He was certain that even when he communicated with the Goddess of Life before, he had never sensed such a strong aura emanating from her.
"Are you the mortal incarnation of the Goddess of Life?" Woolley's hoarse voice rang out.
"I have no obligation to answer you. The entire Elf race is looking for you, and you still dare to show up. I truly admire your courage." An Ge didn't think the other party was reckless for ambushing her on her return journey alone.
Woolley was not so arrogant as to stand against the entire Elf race. The reason he dared to block Ango was because he was instructed by the gods.
Just as he was preparing to infiltrate the Elven race and cause trouble, the Dark God Rhodes bestowed his divine will, which would help him kill the mastermind behind the vampire intrigue.
Woolley sneered, "With the protection of Lord Rhodes, the God of Darkness, I am nothing but a mere mortal god. What do I have to fear? Blame it on you for meddling too much and daring to touch Lord Rhodes' followers. Today is your death day."
"I'll deal with you first, then destroy the Tree of Life, and my great undertaking will be complete! Hahaha!"
Ange then learned that the God of Darkness was named Rhodes, and the believers the other party mentioned were most likely vampires.
That god of darkness was indeed no good; he had ties to the abyss.
Ange had a bad feeling that this confrontation might involve divine intervention. Recalling the powerful force she had encountered in Martin's Forbidden Land, Ange pursed her lips.
However, the divine power seems to be hindered. There are no statues here that constantly absorb divine power, so the divine power may not be so great.
Besides, if she really encountered danger, she could use the teleportation array to return to the inn. As long as she wasn't directly confronting a god, the teleportation array wouldn't malfunction.
Thinking of this, An Ge felt a little more at ease and took the initiative to attack while Wu Li was laughing wildly.
Centered on Ange, the plants within a hundred miles seemed to be summoned, swaying without wind. Several enormous plants stretched out their branches, binding Wuli tightly.
At the points where they came into contact with Woolley, the plants seemed to have mouths, constantly sucking Woolley's blood.
Black energy constantly emanated from Wu Li's body. Under the combined effect of the black energy and An Ge's life force, these branches withered and were reborn repeatedly.
Suddenly, a tremendous force surged towards An Ge, seemingly intent on engulfing her. As the black energy attacked, the plants formed a protective sphere, shielding An Ge. In the next instant, the black energy was completely absorbed by the plants.
Woolley's face was contorted with rage; he only realized how powerful Ango was when they fought against her. Moreover, this was the Central Forest, her natural main battlefield.
However, he never imagined that he could defeat this continental legend on his own.
Woolley gave up struggling, closed his eyes, and muttered something to himself.
An Ge dared not relax for a moment. If she was not mistaken, the other party was summoning a god.
Before Wuli could finish reciting the incantation or prayer, Ange unleashed a strange fire. The next second, the flames seemed to have a mind of their own and wrapped themselves around Wuli.
As Woolley was about to finish his prayer, he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the divine. Just as he was about to meet the divine, a strong, intense heat surged through him, burning his very soul.
"Ah!" Surrounded by dry branches, the flames grew even stronger, and soon Woolley became a ball of fire, with cries of pain constantly emanating from within.
Unlike ordinary flames, Wu was unable to extinguish the strange fire despite using various methods.
Just as he was about to be burned to ashes, a golden light flashed from the flames, and the raging fire could not break through the golden light's defense.
The flame was somewhat deflated; it had botched its first battle after recognizing its master, which was quite embarrassing.
Sensing Xiao Huo's frustration, An Ge offered her some words of comfort.
Xiao Huo is very powerful, but the opponent is protected by gods, so it's normal that he can't beat him.
Under the protection of divine power, the flames gradually disappeared, and Wu Li's disheveled figure appeared before An Ge.
Although Woolley is a fallen elf, it does not diminish his beauty as an elf; in fact, his fall adds a touch of mystery to his appearance.
He now looks nothing like his former handsome self. The black robe that had always covered his entire body was burned to tatters, his waist-length hair had become shoulder-length short hair, and his face was covered in black and charred patches.
At first glance, it looks a bit scary.
The first thing Woolley did after escaping was not to glare at Ango, but to pull out a bunch of defensive gear and chant prayers rapidly.
He was scared; the guy opposite him had no sense of martial ethics.
An Ge felt a little disappointed. It seemed that he couldn't be stopped this time. These equipment were all imbued with divine power, and he couldn't break through them in a short time.
She didn't just wait idly; while Woolley was invoking the gods, she used a small fire to destroy most of the defensive equipment.
Fortunately, these treasures only possess a trace of divine power; if the small fire is kept burning them for a while, they can still be destroyed.
Despite the pain in his body, Wu Li quickly recited a prayer. Finally, just as An Ge was about to attack him, he felt the descent of the gods.
"Haha! You're going to die today." Wooli's eyes were filled with intense hatred. Whether it was divine power, golden light, or magical artifacts, they were all the wealth he had accumulated over thousands of years.
Now, a single battle has emptied his coffers. Only the annihilation of An Ge by the gods can ease the hatred in his heart.
Ange felt a powerful force rising from Wuli's body and quickly dodged away.
Soon, the sky over this area was shrouded in dark clouds, turning day into night. Black mist rose, and even those with night vision could only vaguely see objects a few meters ahead.
As expected of the God of Darkness, his appearance is accompanied by dark special effects.
An Ge admired herself; even at this point, she could still be a little mischievous.
"So it was you who stole my followers?" A face made of black mist suddenly appeared in the sky; it was Rhodes, the god of darkness.
“I didn’t do it, I didn’t do it. Those vampires never worshipped me, so how can you say that I stole your followers?” An Ge firmly denied doing anything she hadn’t done.
"Hmph, glib tongue. I admit you are a powerful chosen one, to have driven my personally selected believer to this point."
But it's time to end this. The chosen ones are not gods after all. I, this god, will show you the difference between humans and gods.
After Rhodes finished speaking, Ango was plunged into complete darkness.
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