When he saw the three Sanctuary magicians rushing over, the ghost cheered, brandished his flaming halberd and rushed out directly.

However, Super Solution Vanguard, Excited Sword Lord, and Swift Wind Dancer cooperated well. First, Excited Sword Lord roared and miraculously blocked the first attack of the Phantom Demon. Then Swift Wind Dancer waved his spear to block all the evasive directions of the Phantom Demon. Finally, Super Solution Vanguard jumped up, his shield axe spinning non-stop with flashing lightning, and launched a super-attribute violent attack at the Phantom Demon from the air, sawing down like a chainsaw!

boom!

The strong spatial shockwave of the super attack directly knocked the ghost into the ground. Although there was a sanctuary defense, she was still furious and cursed: "Damn it, if I didn't have only one magic spirit..."

"Rubbish."

The ghost demon turned to look at the black demon rushing out, gritting his teeth and cursing: "If you can't kill them all in one go, you are rubbish!"

“Is it difficult?”

The Black Devil rushed towards the three people from the Holy Land, suddenly showing a sweet smile on his face, and asked: "Why don't your watches work?"

The three Super Solution Pioneers looked at the Black Demon warily and ignored her question. The Black Demon continued, "Is your watch broken? Or is it..."

"Has the time in your watch run out?"

As the sound of the Black Demon's Seventeenth Quartet sounded, a bell-ringing bronze dragon appeared behind her. The bell-ringing bronze dragon spread its wings, and the entire dragon transformed into a huge clock with three second hands, each of which was counting down one second.

Within one second of the countdown, the time of the three Sanctuaries stopped completely. They stayed in mid-air and did not react at all even when entangled by the black magic's silk threads.

Click.

When the countdown of the bell-ringing bronze dragon ended, the black devil passed through the three people of the Holy Land, leaving only dozens of bloody fragments. The three famous old-fashioned Holy Lands were slaughtered by the black devil in a second, and the remains of their bodies were mixed with mud and bullet shells.

The Black Demon landed on the ground, walked in front of the Phantom Demon, stuck out his tongue and said in a long voice: "Rubbish~"

"Damn it..." The ghost demon gnashed her teeth in anger. Compared to being slapped in the face by the black demon, she was actually more angry at herself for being so weak - being weak was the sin she hated the most!

Moreover, even the Dark Devil can bully her. Does she still have any dignity in this small group of murderers and arsonists?

The ghost demon suddenly went over and hugged the mirror master, "Mirror demon, please help me, my Dusk Dragon is not a killing guardian spirit, use your invincible Reincarnation Mirror Dragon to strengthen me!"

"this……"

"I haven't had any water or food since then. How about you taste the original flavor of the viewer in my mouth?"

The mirror master glanced at her speechlessly, sighed, and summoned a phantom dragon that seemed to be made up of countless broken mirrors. When the mirror dragon's mirrors reflected the figure of the ghost, the ghost let out a happy groan, then grasped the flame halberd and rushed towards the gate of the second fortress like a flaming meteor!

boom!

The flaming halberd slammed heavily on the city gate, causing ripples.

The magician of the White Tower was startled, but he was relieved to see that the fortress was safe and sound - the barrier of the second fortress was much stronger than the outermost wall. Even if they could break the outermost wall, they might not be able to break the second fortress!

But at this time, many White Tower magicians discovered that the elven magician who smashed the city gate suddenly disappeared, and she appeared next to the invader again, as if nothing had happened just now.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The elven magician bombarded the city gate with her flaming halberd again and again, and disappeared back into the distance again and again. The ripples she created became more and more violent, and the frequency of her attacks became faster and faster!

The magicians of the White Tower realized something and murmured, "Impossible, how could such a miracle be possible—"

boom!

When the thirty-second bombardment sounded, the ghost demon finally blew up the entire city tower with one halberd. The city tower reinforced by thousands of magicians collapsed and scattered under the force of thirty-two pressures. The flames accumulated thirty-two times washed over the passage like a torrent, burning all the magicians who had not retreated yet to ashes!

After Youmo was strengthened by the Reincarnation Mirror Dragon, all her previous unsuccessful attacks would accumulate until she was able to break the miracle of the barrier!

"Ah~ I finally feel good."

You Mo let out a long breath, his face flushed: "Although I majored in the prophecy faction, I still like this kind of unpretentious violent aesthetics."

The viewer looked past her and casually said, "You just said you like watching people kill each other, and now you say you like the aesthetics of violence. What else do you like?"

"Poisoning, starvation, depression, drowning, burning, corrosion... I like all ways of killing!" The ghost tilted his head and smiled, "I respect all acts of killing. I am very philanthropic."

"I still prefer to tear people into many pieces." The Dark Devil jumped up and down: "This way they look like we have many sisters."

"Oh, right!" The ghost demon suddenly remembered something, rushed over to hug the mirror master and gave him a wet kiss, and deliberately spread his black wings to block his view.

The viewer was too lazy to pay attention to them. He passed through the second fortress. Now they were only the last inner castle away from the Liujin River.

But this also means that they are completely trapped in the encirclement of the White Tower magicians. Now the fortress legions and griffin companies from other directions have rushed over, and the next section of the pedestrian street will be the busiest route.

The fortress army quickly deployed on both sides of the road, the griffin company saluted in the sky, all guns and cannons were adjusted, and all miracles were prepared. Although the White Tower magician did not dare to look directly at the five viewers because of the silver lamp, this all-round encirclement from underground to sky was enough to make people feel what it meant to be "an enemy of the whole world."

"...They're not going to take action?" Si Kuang suddenly asked.

"The magician who presided over this ceremony was a very calm person." The spectator said, "He realized that it was impossible to defeat us with the power of the stars, so he simply gave up the war of attrition and tried to use the magician army to put psychological pressure on us."

"I want to dig out their eyes." The ghost said, "Let's kill them all."

"Second." The Dark Devil raised his hand.

“Don’t worry.” The spectator said calmly, “Once we destroy the inner fort, they will naturally rush over to die one after another. In the interval between destroying the inner fort and disrupting the ceremony, you can do whatever you want.”

"Great!" The Phantom Demon and the Black Demon cheered together.

"So now the only problem is to break the inner castle barrier."

Death Maniac looked at the inner castle not far away and frowned slightly: "With our current magic spirit system, even with the blessing of the guardian spirit, I'm afraid..."

At this moment, many black ripples of enemy sorcerers' guns suddenly appeared on both sides of the road - they knew that Death Crazy could deflect the enemy sorcerers' bullets with divine power, but they were now distributed in various directions, and no matter how powerful Death Crazy was, she could only deflect a part of the bullets, and the other bullets were enough to shoot through her companions!

This is the last effort of the White Tower Magician, this is the last dignity of the Starry Kingdom!

Bang, bang, bang——

The spectator seemed unaware and continued walking forward. Death Maniac drew his sword, Mirror Master held a lantern, Phantom Flame Halberd, and Black Magic Thread, they stood around the spectator and bounced back all the enemy magician's bullets!

The Alchemist King sighed, and his last glimmer of hope was completely shattered - except for the swordsman, no one else could perform a rebound miracle!

When the viewer reached the inner castle, he looked up and happened to meet the eyes of the Alchemist King on the city wall.

At this time, the Alchemist King had stood up, and the wheelchair had turned into armor and armed him, so his appearance was no longer that of an old man, but a fantasy silver future warrior.

"You are the most powerful legendary magicians I have ever seen. I don't know which country can produce such powerful people like you, but unfortunately you are just legendary magicians after all." The voice of the Alchemist King spread throughout the White Tower Fortress: "We can't keep you. You can leave at any time, but if you want to disrupt the ceremony, I'm afraid you can only return empty-handed."

"The inner castle was built by the church magician himself, connected to the stars, and blessed by the Star Lord himself. You can indeed easily defeat us mortals, but now your opponent is the God Lord who has the power to destroy the world."

"Even if you are infinitely close to the power of a demigod," the Alchemist King said confidently, "you will definitely be defeated under the stars!"

"Even if you become demigods now, you can't break through the last inner fortress!"

"Give up, mysterious magicians. The dignity of the Lord God cannot be challenged by mortals!"

The words of the Alchemist King inspired the White Tower magicians, who tightened their grip on their weapons. They all looked up at the sky through which the golden river ran. The twinkling stars seemed to be their glory and proof that the Star Lord loved them deeply.

Death Maniac, Mirror Master, Phantom Demon, and Black Demon all looked at the viewers. They could naturally see that the inner castle barrier was indeed connected to the sky, and the sky was a real wonder that the Star Master could directly influence. So what the Alchemist King said was right. The defensive strength of the inner castle barrier had surpassed the demigod level.

And although they have gods and guardian spirits, they are limited by the power of only four wings. At best, they can only get close to demigods, and are far from reaching the level of Lord God.

If the spectator can't do anything, the failure of this operation is secondary. The key point is that he will lose his voice in the team. Not to mention the ghost demon and the black demon, even the death maniac and the mirror master who support him are not really willing to follow his command - it's just that he has always been right, so they have to obey.

Each of them had a glorious life of self-centeredness, so how could they submit to others wholeheartedly? It was even more ridiculous that they only obeyed the strong. They were all unwilling to obey the Lord God, so they were called Demon Kings by the world.

What's more, as Ash and the others reach Legendary, there are many forbidden matters that can be tested a little bit...Except for the two werewolves, Ghost and Black, is Death Maniac really not interested in embracing happiness? Does the Mirror Master really not want to reunite?

"I've always disliked him. He's much weaker than I am."

The viewer suddenly brought up an unrelated topic: "From the school of magic he majored in, it can be seen that he majored in swordsmanship simply because he was lazy. But his real talent is not swordsmanship at all."

"Swordsmanship is just my secondary training. The current magic spirit system is too incompatible with me. I can't exert much of my strength at all."

Are you putting the blame on Ash... The corners of Phantom's mouth curled up, the Black Demon was confused, the Mirror Master sighed, and the Death Maniac was a little angry.

"Especially the miracle he created recently. He wasted more than half a year's accumulation, but even the underlying concept of the miracle was so weak that it was annoying." The viewer said: "Summoning a phantom to fight with him... How afraid of loneliness must a magician be to embrace a phantom just to get a little warmth?"

"But I don't know whether he did it intentionally or not," the viewer turned to look at the four people, "his latest and improved miracle technique happens to start with emotion, continue with time, turn the illusion, and end with the phantom."

"What's even more interesting is that there happens to be a river of gold here."

The four of them were startled and raised their heads to look at the golden river in the inner castle.

"I didn't expect that I would say this again. I hope there won't be a third time."

The spectator said calmly, "Lend me your strength."

Destroy all the resentful dragons.

The bronze dragon rings the bell.

Reincarnation Mirror Dragon.

Dusk glow dragon.

Guardian spirits appeared behind the four Death Maniacs. They stared at the viewer in the front and continuously injected power beyond the world into his body.

The viewer clenched his swords and exhaled gently.

"Miracle Sword Servant."

clank!

He drew his sword and slashed, creating shallow ripples on the inner castle's barrier.

The Alchemist King stared at the inner castle barrier, and all the White Tower magicians held their breath.

But one second, two seconds, three seconds, ten seconds passed, and nothing happened to the inner castle barrier.

Everyone looked at each other, and as the first person couldn't hold back his laughter, the faint sound of laughter lingered under the starry sky.

The Alchemist King was also relieved. After all, facing a group of demigod-level fighters, he was not as calm as he looked. He smiled and said, "It seems that Fanxing is still better. Everyone, please leave."

"Don't worry, he's not here yet." The viewer said calmly.

"What?"

“After all, it is a phantom from the distant future,” the viewer said, “and it takes a little more time on the road.”

At this moment, exclamations came one after another from the inner castle, and the adjutant next to the Alchemist King shouted: "Your Excellency the Alchemist King, the Flowing Golden River, the Flowing Golden River——"

The Alchemist King looked back and was also stunned.

I saw that the Golden River, which was a hundred meters wide just now, had shrunk to less than half of its width, and was shrinking further at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if something was absorbing the water of the Golden River!

Is there actually a miracle that can directly attack Liujin River?

The Alchemist King's mind raced, and he shouted, "Don't worry, the Flowing Golden River is just a material, the real ritual is in the inner castle. As long as the inner castle is well protected, the ritual will not fail. Even if he cuts off the flow of the Flowing Golden River, it will only stop temporarily and will not help the situation!"

“I didn’t stop the flow of the Golden River,” the spectator said leisurely, “What I just did was no different from what the Starry Master did.”

"It's just using the Liujin River correctly."

At this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared in the Golden River. No matter how bright and exciting the golden river water was, it could not cover up the dark brilliance of this figure.

When the black shadow spread its first wing, the corners of the viewer's mouth curled up, revealing a subtle smile:

"One wing."