The Spirit God King Feiwood had never felt this way before.

Although he was just a spectator in the battle just now, he also realized An Nuo's strength.

If the God of Control Malphite had not come to the rescue and protected the God of War Leviathan, it would have been difficult for him to protect himself from an attack of that intensity.

Then the attacks from the Hades King and the Demon King were all dodged by the second generation.

Finally, the Hunting God King took action and also injured the opponent.

However, the opponent recovered from the minor injuries while the summoned creature was entangled with him.

The only ones who haven't taken action yet are him, the Spirit King who is floating in the air without a physical body, and Archimonde, the Magic King, who is carrying a huge staff on his back.

"This guy is really hard to deal with."

The Demon King had a serious look on his face.

Whether it was the attack from the King of the Underworld just now or his subsequent attack, it was not something that ordinary higher gods could react to.

Even if the top upper god was a little slower, the result would be a tragic death!

He turned sideways and shouted to the Mage King in the distance: "Archimonde, these summons from the second generation are too annoying, you should clear them out quickly!"

"Are you ordering me around?"

The petite Archimonde angrily took the staff from behind, held the top with both hands and stabbed forward, stabbing the sharp end of the staff into the combined summoned object that was rushing over.

The violent magic power instantly flowed along the staff into the summoned object.

The summoned creature, which was already in a state of [Transcendence Critical Limit], swelled and exploded like a balloon, and dissipated in the air as dots of white light.

“Hmph~!”

Archimonde, holding his staff, glared at the Demon King and said angrily, "Olivest, if you order me again on the battlefield, I will kill you too!"

After saying this, he raised the staff above his head and spun it.

In an instant, densely packed flashes appeared above Archimonde's head, like a sea of ​​stars, covering the entire sky of World City.

Then these flashes continued to expand, each emitting powerful god-level fluctuations.

With the help of the Magic Corridor Staff, all the light spots were constantly absorbing the surrounding magic power to grow stronger, almost draining all the magic power from the surrounding space.

If we compare, Archimonde's group attack magic formation is no less powerful than when tens of thousands of summons and war machines in the city attacked Leviathan from all directions.

"Does this guy really want to destroy us all?"

The Demon King glanced upwards and silently retreated to the side, away from Archimonde's attack range.

The King of the Underworld and the King of the Hunters also tacitly stayed away from Archimonde.

Only the Spirit King's eyes flickered, and he began to accumulate strength, preparing to attack together with Archimonde.

The only difference is that Archimonde's goal is to clear out the summoned creatures in World City, while Felwood is targeting Anor.

"Just let me see what it is about you that makes me feel uneasy!"

The best way to deal with fear is to face it head on and then kill it.

At least that's what Fewood thought at the moment.

After recovering from his injuries, the man on the other side glanced at Moffitt in the distance.

Just now, in order to help Leviathan, which was at the center of the summoned creatures' fire, Malphite grasped Leviathan with his huge hand.

The latter was clearly good at defense, but even so, after absorbing Angormulos's energy attack that was enough to destroy him, Malphite's hand exploded.

"The mark is gone, but Leviathan's aura is still there. He's not dead yet!"

Anno shook his head.

None of these long-famous God Kings are easy to deal with.

Although Leviathan was in danger because of the [Mark] just now, Annuo felt that Leviathan would not die even without Malphite's help.

This is intuition!

However, before Annuo could replenish the summoned creatures that had just been lost, he suddenly sensed a strange fluctuation of magical power.

"The breath of the magic corridor? How come?"

Anno's eyes widened in vain, looking at Archimonde in disbelief as he kept spinning his staff and preparing to release his skills.