Under the divine flame of light, a layer of faint white light appeared on the body of the messenger of God. He was in a very embarrassed state. He claimed to be experienced in combat, but was slapped in the face by Dolai time and time again. This time he was directly chopped away. If it were not for the absolute protection, his projected clone would have been gone.
He tried hard to keep his body steady in the sky, looking coldly at Dolai, who was as small as an ant and still in the atmosphere.
He wanted to say something harsh, but found that they were already close to space and could not transmit any sound. He could only mobilize his strength and charge into the atmosphere again.
At this time, Dolai was looking up at the messenger of God in the sky, calculating the time.
From the moment I attacked, to the moment my opponent was knocked flying, and then.
One second, two seconds.
Five seconds.
The five seconds have just expired.
The Messenger of Light felt that he was careless. It was absolutely impossible that a person from the lower world could use such a trick and kill his clone. He must have been careless.
He suddenly plunged into the atmosphere, and the look he gave Dolai changed from a condescending look to a ferocious one with a killing intent.
Standa was still down there, and several level nines were still waiting for the two of them to decide the winner. With so many level nines watching, he felt so embarrassed.
Standa was indeed waiting, and the other nine levels were also wary of each other and did not take action. They were waiting for the results of the battle of the God's Messenger.
Especially Standa, he was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to strike and kill.
The messenger of God swooped down with tremendous arrogance, as if a true god had descended to the earth, and crashed into the atmosphere from outside the atmosphere like a meteor.
Overbearing and unstoppable, the world-destroying flames fell like a planet.
Seeing this, the other nine levels were stunned. There was such power.
The ball of light fell heavily.
Dole waited quietly. He stared at the other person's falling trajectory and counted numbers, and soon counted to five.
Just at this moment.
Something suddenly appeared in the sky. It was extremely huge, more than a hundred meters tall, and exuded a strong smell of death and bones. It slammed into the falling Messenger of Light from the side.
Without any sign, that thing suddenly appeared, and the next moment, there was a loud bang. The messenger of the God of Light didn't even have the chance to scream. He was directly hit and turned into a sky full of divine fire of light, which scattered all over the sky.
It exploded.
At this moment, the huge thing that exuded the breath of death suddenly stretched out a huge magic hand and grabbed it fiercely in the void.
He grabbed something in his hand and then suddenly retracted it.
The divine flame of light was extremely domineering, but under the impact of this unknown object, it had no ability to resist at all. It seemed to have lost all its magic and slowly dissipated in the sky.
The divine flame of light disappeared, and the messenger of God also disappeared completely.
Seeing this, the nine levels below were stunned.
At this time, they also saw something in the sky. It was a bone tower made of white bones, emitting an endless breath of death and darkness, which formed a sharp contrast with the scattered divine flames of light around it.
Turin Bone Tower.
The Ossuary of Turin in Dole.
When Standa, who was standing all around, saw the Turin Bone Tower, his eyes suddenly narrowed and he ran away. He turned into a ray of light and flew quickly into the interior of the empire, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The other three level nine warriors also made a move at this time, turning around and disappearing.
At this moment, Dolai's clone jumped and disappeared. The wizard tower in the sky slowly moved to the north and then disappeared.
The whole change happened within a second. Comps and the other man looked at each other, and the situation was tense at first, but suddenly they didn't know what was going on.
The Messenger of Light exploded inexplicably, and was then inexplicably hit to death. Standa escaped, the other two level nines escaped, and Dolai escaped. They were the only two left in the entire sky.
For a moment, the two were at a loss.
The ninth level war is over just like that?
The two of them looked at each other in astonishment.
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The fortress gate.
The person in charge of the Glory Wizard Union on the battlefield had been watching the sky. When he saw several level nine wizards dispersing, he was overjoyed.
Wizard Dole won, he actually won.
Although it was just a battle between two level nine warriors, a powerful divine messenger and a Dolai wizard, the Dolai wizard won.
All of the opponent's level nine warriors have escaped, which is a great opportunity for the Glory Empire.
He immediately became excited and murderous.
"The ninth-level battle is over, and Wizard Dolai has won. Bring out all the spare gun barrels and attack with full firepower." His voice was so loud that it almost spread throughout the entire wizard tower complex and the entire wizard battlefield.
The people of the Glory Empire were excited.
The most expensive part of the magic crystal cannon is the barrel, and it also consumes a huge amount of energy. The magic circle is actually secondary. There is no rush to use it now, so the people in charge of each wizard tower naturally know what to do.
Immediately replace the gun barrel, open fire at full power, and sweep directly towards the fortress.
The army below was now like a chicken with its blood pumped up, attacking frantically.
Shouts and cries became the theme at the entrance of the fortress.
One minute later.
The defense shield of the Empire of Light collapsed with a loud bang. Endless artillery fire plowed the top of the fortress. The fortress lasted less than ten minutes before collapsing with a loud bang.
The army of the Empire of Glory marched straight into the Empire of Light.
The people of the Empire of Light are very tenacious. Their will is the will of the God of Light. In order to ensure that the will of God remains unshakable, almost all the soldiers died in battle.
After the city was captured, they resisted for a long time before being completely wiped out.
In this battle, three level nine warriors, fifty-six level eight warriors, a legion of 600,000 soldiers and a fortress of the enemy were killed.
In just one day, the army of the Glory Empire attacked three cities, all using magic crystal cannons to clear the way. After breaking into the city, the army directly occupied it, killed all those who resisted, and captured those who did not resist.
At the same time, information was transmitted urgently within the empire, and all necessary resources were transported from within the empire to re-establish strongholds and fortresses, completely consolidate the occupied areas, and make them their own.
This day is destined to go down in history.
…
Things are very busy within the empire.
The common people didn't think much of it, but the nobles were the busiest.
The nobles in the imperial capital were especially busy at this time. They were busy doing various things, busy sharing their joy, busy calculating their merits in their hearts.
The empire's great victory brought excitement to the whole country, but the families of the sacrificed people were also thrown into an extremely passive situation.
Having lost their best labor force and family members, some people in the empire are busy with this matter, providing pensions, pensions, and pensions.
George acted decisively on this point. Because too many people died and the treasury was somewhat short, he called on nobles across the empire to take action.
The nobles who had good sense knew what to do at this time, and the nobles who had no good sense were also becoming more discerning.
From a big picture perspective, the Glory Empire is moving in a good direction.
When the news of the great victory of the Light Empire came, the Dark Empire also retreated completely. The two parties negotiated to resolve the issue. The Pope of the Dark Empire came forward in person to apologize and cede territory and pay compensation.