The Language of Flowers: A Vast World
At this moment, due to the invasion of the spatial pantheon, a state of full martial law has been declared.
Giant, sky-covering flowers floated in the void, patrolling back and forth.
This is the mythical-level unit "Eternal Flower Princess" from the Flower Language Goddess system.
It is pink overall, and its roots are usually deeply embedded in the space, drawing strength from the world to grow.
In battle, they can transform into humanoid form and use flower petals to create various weapons, making them the most powerful unit in the Flower Language pantheon.
In order to resist the attack of the space pantheon, "Lord of Flower Language" used almost all the faith he had accumulated during this period to awaken these warriors and deploy them around some wealthy core star systems.
At this moment, in an inconspicuous corner, spatial rifts silently opened up.
Two powerful beings exuding the aura of a supreme god stepped out, followed by countless silver-white crystalline warriors.
The barrier meticulously set up by the Flower Language Goddess was like nothing to them, offering no resistance whatsoever.
"According to the information, this star system should be one of their main places of faith dissemination, and it is heavily guarded. Once this place is captured, the Flower Language Pantheon will have no power to resist."
A main god swept his divine sense across the enormous cluster of flowers floating in the void and said calmly.
"It seems the information is correct. There's an old friend still around. They seem to still want to put up a last-ditch effort." Another god raised an eyebrow, a hint of contempt on his lips.
As deities in the spatial pantheon who are respectively in charge of "cutting" and "teleportation", they are among the top-ranking beings among all the main gods.
Even in a one-on-one fight, it can easily defeat the main god of the Flower Language pantheon, let alone in a two-on-one fight.
"Let's launch a direct attack. The God Lord said to take it as soon as possible to avoid any unforeseen complications."
"Okay, let's give them a little surprise."
The two quickly reached an agreement, looking relaxed.
They have an absolute advantage in both high-level combat power and troop combat power, so they can't lose no matter what.
The "Teleportation" God smiled slightly, raised his right hand, and huge magic circles appeared beneath his feet.
Then, with a flash of light, it instantly appeared in the center of the giant patrolling flower.
They'll just charge right in my face!
The silvery-white crystalline warriors' bodies flickered slightly. After locking onto a target with their divine sense, they separated their clasped hands to the sides.
In an instant, a violent surge of spatial power erupted, tearing apart a vast expanse of enormous flowers caught completely off guard.
They never expected the enemy to appear suddenly, and suffered heavy losses in a short time.
"Enemy attack! Prepare for battle!"
The "Eternal Flower Princesses" who had escaped the calamity immediately waved their petals to send a message, and then transformed into their battle forms.
Their original petals quickly closed up, and different weapons grew out of them.
Some can breathe fire and frost.
Some can launch highly compressed, spherical energy projectiles.
Some of them release a shower of parasitic pollen, which, once it touches an enemy, immediately takes root and sprouts, absorbing the host's energy and binding and restricting the opponent's movements.
They each performed their duties and quickly launched a counterattack.
The ever-evolving weapon capabilities are enough to keep most units of the same tier busy dealing with them.
However, the Spatial pantheon is, after all, a powerful pantheon second only to the Holy Light and the Undead.
Seeing the energy rain composed of various attacks, the silver-white crystalline warriors remained calm. They joined together, and void rifts opened in front of them, easily swallowing all the attacks.
Then, it was released from another spatial rift, returning these attacks along the same path.
However, the warriors of the Flower Language pantheon were clearly aware of this ability and transformed into giant flower petals in advance, blocking the rain of energy.
"Stop wasting time, assassination mode!"
A chief god calmly gave the order.
In an instant, two sharp blades extended from those silvery-white crystals. Their bodies vanished into the void, quickly flashing to the sides of each "Eternal Flower Princess," the blades slicing through them.
The violent spatial power surged into the wound, tearing every inch of his body apart.
In a short time, a large number of soldiers fell one after another.
"Why would a powerful spatial pantheon bother chasing after a weak pantheon like mine?"
Just when things were at their most critical, a sigh was heard.
An endless rain of petals fell from the void, seemingly with a mind of their own, descending upon the silvery-white crystalline warriors.
In an instant, the soldiers were horrified to find that they had lost their ability to move, watching helplessly as the petals fell on them and then suddenly burst open.
boom!
In an instant, all the space god warriors who launched the sneak attack were wiped out.
A woman dressed in a long emerald green dress, surrounded by flowers, walked step by step through the void.
"My lord!" The surviving Eternal Flower Princesses shouted excitedly and gathered behind him.
"Overestimating one's abilities."
A spatial deity sneered, unleashing his domain beneath his feet. The power of the void transformed into countless raging blades that swirled and directly collided with the opponent's Flower Language Domain.
Bang bang bang!
Amidst the ear-piercing cracking sounds, petals were torn apart one by one, and the spatial domain quickly gained the upper hand, squeezing the flower language domain into a retreat.
“Iserphiel, you are no match for me. Surrendering to the great spatial pantheon is your only destiny.”
The spatial deity in charge of "cutting" continued to pressure the domain while trying to persuade it to surrender.
Another main god also began to seal off the surrounding spatial barrier to prevent the other party from escaping.
"dream."
The chief god of the Flower Language pantheon said coldly, "Your Space pantheon has oppressed my Flower Language pantheon since ancient times. Now you have seized my land and believers and killed my brave warriors on trumped-up charges. Today, we will settle all old and new scores. You will all stay here!"
As she spoke, she pointed, and the petals floating around her gathered and merged into a beam of sword light, which pierced towards her opponent with unparalleled sharpness.
"Stubborn and obstinate".
The Space God's expression darkened, and two streams of law power surged from his fingertips, causing countless enormous void blades to condense in front of him.
"go!"
Just as he reached out to unleash a divine spell to counterattack, an imperceptible phantom silently appeared behind him, its aura increasing a hundredfold in an instant!
A ghostly blue dagger flicked from the phantom's hand, easily piercing through the opponent's protective divine power, and then suddenly stabbed into them.
A single, decisive blow! Activate!
The body of the Space God was instantly shattered, losing all life.
The Void Blade, which had been solidified, began to disintegrate after losing the support of divine power.
At that moment, the sword light transformed from the flower petals descended, easily piercing the disintegrating Void Blade and blasting the body of the dead Space God into dust.
To outsiders, it seemed as if she had instantly killed the Space God.
"Lord Isefel will prevail! The Flower Language Divine System will prevail!"
Upon seeing this, the "Eternal Flower Princesses" cheered excitedly.
The other spatial god's pupils constricted sharply as he looked at the other in disbelief: "How is this possible!"
It should be noted that although that companion was in charge of the "cutting" divine office, he also possessed most of the spatial divine arts. Even if he couldn't block it, he could teleport away the moment he sensed danger.
How could a mere chief god of a weak pantheon possibly manage to make a powerful spatial chief god unable to even escape in time!
"Nothing is impossible, times have changed! You should stay too!"
Isherfield smiled coldly, pointed again, and a sword light condensed.
This power is clearly nothing special... It feels like any random divine spell could break it.
The Space God, who held the divine authority of "teleportation," tried to sense the sword light with his domain, but was filled with doubt.
He wanted to take the blow head-on, but thinking of his companions' tragic state, he immediately bit his lip and waved his hand to summon a teleportation array, enveloping the remaining warriors and disappearing from the spot.
A wise person does not stand under a dangerous wall.
He'd rather be a little cowardly than make a mistake.
On the other side, watching the vanished spatial pantheon army, Iserfeld breathed a sigh of relief.
She waved to disperse her warriors, then respectfully bowed to the void:
"Lord Seraphim, thank you for your help."
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