"This posture... is it preparing to face death?"

Dickens, a tall and slender young man, had a gloomy face. When he saw Anno draw his weapon, he looked ready for battle, with the corners of his mouth twisted back.

The thousands of level seven summons that Anno had just summoned have now spread out and are engaging in a melee with the high-level members of the coalition forces.

In the sky battlefield not far away, high-level characters would fall from time to time, or summoned creatures would turn into white light and dissipate.

Under the current circumstances, it is impossible to come back to help An Nuo.

Of course, even if all these summons came back, Dickens wouldn't care.

If it is a peak eighth-level summoned creature, it may take some effort.

But the summoned creature at the peak of the seventh level couldn’t even touch his shadow, so to Dickens, it was just a decoration!

"【Mist Summon】!"

Bang!

A ball of black fog exploded in the sky, instantly covering a large area of ​​airspace.

Dickens released his perception and found that the fog had a blocked function. He frowned and said, "Isn't this the fog of the underworld? It's amazing that this thing can be summoned!"

While talking, Dickens' hands were not idle either.

The sickle slashed forward diagonally, and a sickle-shaped shadow spun into the mist, tearing it apart.

The torn fog did not recover, but continued to be torn apart by the airflow spreading from the Scythe Shadow Assault.

In the blink of an eye, the entire fog was torn into two halves and gradually dissipated.

But when Dickens gradually saw the situation in the fog, he was stunned for a moment.

"attack!"

As Annuo roared, the flashing light of the dragon scorpion tail cannon sword in his hand suddenly burst out and spit out light towards Dickens.

And around the light shot out by the Dragon Scorpion Tail Cannon Sword, densely packed eighth-level magic and long-range combat skills arrived first and flew straight towards Dickens in the airspace ahead.

"Damn it!"

Dickens quickly dodged.

However, the attack area of ​​the thousands of eighth-level summons that Annuo summoned, which obscured his vision through fog, was very wide.

Before Dickens flew out of the attack range, various skills had already caught up with him.

He quickly swung his sickle, and the magical energy formed a dark barrier in front of him.

Boom boom...

The deafening explosion and the shock waves caused by hundreds of high-level skill explosions uprooted the grass and trees in the mountains behind in an instant after a delay.

In the blink of an eye, a large area of ​​mountains were turned into barren mountains by the shock wave, without a trace of green.

"Has it been resolved?"

The hood of Trollope, which was holding Makaros' neck, was blown off, revealing a small skull.

“It’s not that simple!”

Anno shook his head.

If you had left a [mark] on Dickens before the attack.

Then all the attacks will track and hit Dickens, and there may be a chance to kill him instantly.

But in fact, when Anno had the opportunity to leave a [mark] on Dickens, the latter would definitely raise his hand and kill Anno with a sickle.

Only a few dozen of the skills just now hit Dickens.

Although the momentum is huge, it is still far from enough to kill a ninth-level Godwalker.

Anno raised his right hand and waved it forward. Except for the six ninth-level combat forces, Makaros, Ulma, the ninth-level dragon scorpion, Buck, Morton, and Pullman, as well as a part of the eighth-level magic summons who continued to prepare high-level magic arrays, all other summons flew towards Dickens.

While Annuo seemed to be looking at the place where Dickens was attacked, he was actually paying attention to his surroundings.

In the brief battle with Dickens just now, Annuo had already analyzed the battle intelligence and concluded that the opponent was a shadow-type melee god.

Enemies with this ability basically have extremely strong concealment and sneak attack capabilities.

This is also the reason why Annuo's Evil King True Eye did not observe Dickens at this time.

The opponent has now hidden himself and may attack An Nuo at any time.

"One thousand level 7 summons, another one thousand level 8 summons, and several level 9 summons!

Is this the reason why Deemus and the others are willing to temporarily give up the fight for Pandora and instead eliminate the Summoner?"

Dickens, who was in the shadow space, saw the groups of eighth-level peak summons outside, and his expression gradually became cautious.

And began to analyze Anno's intelligence.

“Summoner is a profession that can revive killed creatures to fight for you.

On the walls of Warrengel, there are only hundreds of high-level professionals from the human, dwarf and elf races.

Not to mention the terrifying number of summons that the summoner Anno possesses, the continent of Angromlos simply cannot provide him with these summons!

Moreover, Angomlos had destroyed all the plane teleportation arrays hundreds of years ago and cut off contact with other planes. It was impossible for Annuo to hunt so many high-level ones from other planes!

That is to say…”

Dickens' eyes flashed with a sharp light and locked onto Anno.

"The rumors about Warrengel are true. In addition to the Pandora that was taken away by the Demon King, Anno does have another Pandora in his hands!"