not good.
He looked towards the Dark Empire and saw Gabriel's pale-faced figure in the distance outside the border of the neighboring country.
This is about to border, so he went to take a look. Just as he was about to act, a level nine warrior came flying from the empire in the distance, and flew towards this side. Along with him came another level nine warrior.
There were three level nine masters. They just exchanged glances and flew towards the border together.
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Dolai didn't care about what was happening on the ground. At this moment, he was fighting fiercely with the sheep-headed people with a sickle in his hand.
The sheep-headed man is good at using spears, and his spear skills are very sharp and exquisite. His attack power is concentrated on one point, making him much more difficult to deal with than Solov. When he pierces with a spear, even the void is rippled and cracks appear in the void. If you are not careful, if you are touched or scratched, it will be an indelible wound.
Therefore, when Dolai was fighting with the opponent, he did not dare to be careless at all. He almost used all his mental strength and fully activated his clone to fight with the opponent.
Fortunately, the opponent's strength could not be fully exerted, and Dolai had a strong sense of perception and huge mental power, so he could still fight with the opponent.
At this time, Dolai realized the advantages of close combat.
Witchcraft attacks disperse power, and although they can cause large-scale attacks, the destructive power is too dispersed, and the attack power is reduced. Melee combat is different, the power is completely concentrated on the weapon in hand, and all applicable rules, power, and magic are all applied to one point. In this way, the attack power increases instantly, and it is impossible not to be powerful.
The Mahakala he knew was good at close combat, and the goat-headed man was also good at close combat, and their attack power was also terrifyingly strong.
He is good at close combat, but that doesn't mean he is bad at long-range combat. The other witchcraft controlled by Dolai is very effective in large-scale attacks.
Scythe Dolai was still very diligent. After fighting with his opponent in the sky for dozens of rounds, he really concentrated his mental power to the extreme. The martial arts of this sheep-headed man were too exquisite, so he had to use all his strength.
He also had to guard against possible sneak attacks from Gabriel in the distance, so he was restrained when it came to taking action.
At this moment, he sensed the arrival of the other nine levels, a completely unfamiliar nine levels.
With a powerful blow, he forced the sheep-headed man to retreat slightly. Dolai roared, and endless lightning suddenly emerged from his body, covering the sky in front of him indiscriminately. The power of destruction swept across the sky, and even the space was distorted wherever it passed.
When the sheep-headed man saw this, he quickly pulled back.
This is his power clone, not his original self. His original self can even withstand this kind of attack, but the clone can't. If it hits the body, the clone will be destroyed directly.
However, his face did not look good either. Dolai must have a purpose in launching this attack. He would not be able to withstand such a burst of power in an instant.
He quickly retreated and looked at Dolai. Sure enough, he saw the other person's figure suddenly retreat, and then white light flashed around him.
Oh no, he wants to escape.
The sheep-headed man retreated anxiously and threw the spear in his hand out.
The spear passed through the lightning net, the void shook, and suddenly there was a violent explosion. The size of the spear suddenly shrank a lot, but it still passed through the lightning net and shot towards Duolai.
At this time, Dolai looked at him indifferently, and the white light suddenly shrank.
Disappeared.
The spear missed and shot into the distance.
Seeing this, the sheep-headed man became a little angry.
Damn it, where is Gabriel? Didn’t we agree to attack together?
He stood at a very high altitude and looked down, then his face changed.
At some point, three other level nine masters appeared on the edge of the distant mountain range, facing Gabriel from a distance.
That is the ninth level of the East Ring Continent.
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Death Mountains.
Solov frowned.
Dole destroyed several of their strongholds that had been run for hundreds of years. Damn it.
But there was no other way, and he couldn't possibly go there in person. If he went there in person, it would be an excuse for the Dark Empire and the Light Empire, and they might even try to suppress him.
The Light Empire and the Dark Empire are not scary. What is scary is that they have the oracle in their hands. This is the scariest thing. That thing can directly wipe out a person from the root, just like it wiped out the Nightmare Ancestor back then.
Dolai was naturally afraid of them, but Dolai had space magic on him, so even if he wanted to leave, the other party couldn't stop him.
Damn Dole.
He now regretted why he had provoked him.
The cost of provoking a level nine being is simply too high.
"Compensation?" Solov was somewhat unwilling. He immediately convened a family meeting to discuss what to do about the matter.
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A secret meeting room on Mount Alexandria.
In the conference room, a light screen lit up, showing the battle between Dolai and the goat-headed man.
Everyone stared at it intently, not daring to breathe.
Who could believe that this was a little fellow who had only practiced for twenty years or so? It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a monster that had been around for thousands of years.
He is so fierce that he can even tie with the messenger of the Dark Church.
You know, the strength of God's messenger is at level nine, which is on par with the head of the family.
The picture ends and the light curtain disappears.
The man sitting at the top knocked on the table.
"Who is in charge of the rain forest now, and how far has it progressed?"
An eighth-level soldier suddenly spoke up, "I'm in charge. We've infiltrated dozens of villages, but the results are not ideal. Although we've offered better conditions than the Albis caravan, the people in those villages are more willing to trust them than us."
"But Wizard Dolai's caravan is only interested in medicinal herbs, not other things, so we trade furs and other items with those villages."
The man sitting at the top nodded and said, "Now it seems that it would be best if we can avoid the conflict. The opponent's strength is a bit too strong. One clone can tie with the Dark Church's envoy. This fighting power is indeed quite powerful. It can be said that the Dark Church has taken a lot of blame for the Wushen family this time."
When everyone heard this, some of them couldn't help laughing.
The Dark Empire was in a state of chaos and was the perfect breeding ground for the Voodoo Organization. If Dolai wanted to deal with the Voodoo Organization, he naturally had to do things in the Dark Empire. In the two wars, the Dark Church summoned the messengers of God twice, and the price was not low.
Some people also had solemn expressions.
An old man suddenly spoke up, "If Duolai leaves this world in a short time, then at most he will leave behind a bloodline, which at best will be a high-level force. If he doesn't leave for a long time and eventually forms a top force, what should we do?"
After hearing this, the air around them became heavy and everyone fell into deep thought.
The Western Ring Continent is very big, but relatively speaking, it is also very small.
It is true that there are still large tracts of undeveloped areas controlled by the monsters, but in terms of resources, no one is willing to give up more resources.
If Dolai does not leave in the short term and forms a powerful family in the future, it is very likely that he will compete with the old families like them for resources.
This is a fact.
The reason why these old families want to infiltrate various empires is to concentrate resources and make the family strong. Now there is another strong family, so it will naturally be an enemy.