The weather in the rainforest sky is unpredictable. Sometimes it is broad daylight, and the next moment it is covered with dark clouds and thunder.

There are obvious meteorological changes between one area and another, which is the characteristic of the rainforest.

On one side there are lightning and thunder, and strong winds, and on the other side there is clear air and sunshine. This is the rainforest, which is somewhat similar to the sea.

A golden flying ship was slowly approaching in the dark clouds. Although it seemed to be moving very slowly, it had actually broken the speed of sound. It took less than half an hour to enter the interior of the rainforest from the outer edge of the rainforest.

Coming out from the dark clouds, the rainforest in front of me was brightly lit with sunshine. There was only endless sunshine in the sky and earth.

In the sunlight, a black dot stood quietly, waiting for everyone.

Mahakala.

Mahakala has the image of a middle-aged man with a slightly gloomy face and dressed in black. He exudes a sacred aura, but he also reveals an incomparable darkness, evil, and distortion.

At this moment, he was holding a long and narrow sword that exuded strange power, standing in the air, looking at the people, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an evil smile.

"This God has been waiting for you for a long time, and you are only here now!"

"You are the lackeys of the bright villain. Today, you will all perish."

Mahakala looked in the direction of the Glorious Wizard Alliance and nodded slightly, "It's not bad that there are pure magicians in this world."

As for the others, his gaze did not even linger on them.

In fact, Mahakala did not do nothing. Strands of black energy emanated from his body and dissipated in all directions.

Among the three major camps, it seemed that everyone was looking at Mahakala from afar, with their mental power penetrating their bodies and staring at each other.

They didn't dare to get too close to Mahakala. They had already sensed Mahakala's power. He was an evil god. Who knew what evil power might quietly erode them?

On the huge golden flying ship, Standa looked at Mahakala, feeling the power in his body constantly dissipating, with the oracle in his hand.

Only when he actually saw Mahakala did he truly understand his power.

Good guy is still a little late. This guy has accumulated at least fifteen drops of divine power. He should not be underestimated.

He turned his head and whispered to Franklin, "It might be dangerous. You and the others will control the golden spaceship while I go out to meet the enemy. The enemy is an evil god, and he has mastered at least fifteen drops of divine power and possesses unknown means. Be careful and alert, open the light defense, and don't let the enemy take advantage of you."

Young Franklin frowned and nodded slightly.

"My Lord, what about the oracle?"

Standa spoke slowly, "Let's fight for a while and see how things go. If it doesn't work, there's nothing we can do. I'll try to drag Comps down with me. Qianyue has mastered a slight destructive force and has already touched the edge of the law. She's hard to kill, but Comps and the other two level eights should be easy to kill."

"I will try to cause some accidents, and you wait for the opportunity to act. But don't act rashly before Mahakala is dead."

As he spoke, Standa walked out step by step. In his hand, a huge staff suddenly appeared. The staff was bright and clear, and was filled with the power of light.

As soon as the power of light appeared, it echoed with the power in Standa, making Standa radiate endless light, as if he had turned into a little sun.

Standa jumped out from the golden flying ship, like a sun, flying up from the golden flying ship, shining its light all over the earth.

Powerful light energy emanated from his body and rushed forward. All dark forces seemed to be purified by this light.

The light moved forward gently, and in the clear and bright air, the black gas was suddenly vaporized, emitting white smoke, and then was assimilated by the light.

Seeing this, the people of the Holy See of Light felt a chill in their hearts. Sure enough, there was something wrong in the air.

Seeing this, on the side of the Glory Wizard Alliance, Patriarch Qianyue also released his own power, like a moonlight hanging in the sky, shining in all directions. In his hand, there was also a magic wand, which was taller than him, emitting an extremely bright and cold light, shining in all directions.

When Patriarch Qianyue saw that Standa was ready to take action, he looked cold and turned back to give instructions.

"The Holy See of Light has many methods, so be careful. I suspect they will attack us, so for the sake of the origin of the evil god, we should accept our fate."

Comps nodded. He had already sensed all the malice on the golden flying ship.

Jeb and Gladys also nodded at this time. Jeb said, "We will be careful. A few days ago, I suddenly figured out a problem. Several puppets in my hands have been transformed."

Qianyue nodded. He glanced at Comps and his tone suddenly became subtle. "The main force of our battle this time is Duolai. Whenever he attacks, you need to fully cooperate with him. In terms of attack power, Duolai is the strongest at the moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head, his eyes determined, a round of moonlight above his head, and flew forward.

Comps was stunned, a little puzzled. Dole had the strongest attack power, but wasn't he only level eight?

Why does he have the strongest attack power? He was about to ask this question when Lord Qianyue walked forward.

According to seniority, he should call Qianyue "uncle", but his uncle did not give him the chance and walked straight forward.

The atmosphere in the sky was tense, as if a war could break out at any time.

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Looking at the black air being forced back and the power on Standa and Qianyue, Mahakala frowned.

Standa is easy to deal with. He is a believer of light and has so many means. It's the same coming and going. Unless he has an oracle, that would be very scary. But what about this human wizard? His power can actually dispel his own curse and has a powerful decomposition power. Has he realized destruction?

Mahakala took a deep breath and closed his eyes. His mind was filled with the calls of the rainforest believers. Power passed through the cracks and entered the main body, and then was exchanged back from the main body and turned into his own power.

If he continues like this every day, it will only take another two months for him to successfully gain a foothold in this world.

But time waits for no one.

Mahakala looked ahead, at the four level nines and nine level eights, his face became gloomy, and the dark evil power in his body slowly surged out and slowly spread to the sword in his hand. At this time, the air around Mahakala was distorted.

He didn't want to fight at all. If he fought, he would have to expend energy. But not fighting was not an option either. He just wanted to delay time and slowly accumulate more strength.

In other words, we should use all our strength to kill one person and fundamentally weaken their combat effectiveness. But now it seems that it is not that easy. Killing several level eights is of no use, and among the four level nines present, only one person does not seem to have much combat effectiveness.

One person from the Holy See of Light stood on the golden flying ship. This flying ship brought him great pressure. Another one seemed to be the Pope of Light of this generation, and the other one was level nine and had mastered a little bit of the power of destruction. Only that person seemed to be a breakthrough.