the next day
Almost all of the angels came out to launch a fierce attack on the fortress stronghold that the wizards had just built.
After leaving behind some second-level angel warriors, first-level ordinary angels and two third-level archangels to be vigilant against the Sufferer Sect and demons on both sides, a total of five third-level archangels, with more than eighty second-level angel warriors and hundreds of angels, drove their light clans to launch an attack on the wizard fortress.
"You angels are simply crazy. And your followers, the Patrons of Light and the Light Beasts, are you determined to fight to the death here?"
A second-level wizard wearing a black robe, who summoned countless shadow warriors with a wave of his hand and was wrapped in a layer of shadow, spoke angrily.
He was now facing the siege of two battle angels and one angel of wisdom. If it were not for the extremely strong life-saving ability of the shadow witchcraft he chose, he would have been burned to ashes by the bright flames of these angels.
Around him were countless puppet armies, who formed into square formations and fought against the crazy light beasts, light elemental creatures, and the light-favored ones selected from many believers.
Almost everywhere, the Patrons of Light or the Magical Beasts of Light were torn into pieces, their bones broken and blood flying by the heavy punches of the puppets. There were also puppets that could not withstand the continuous heavy blows under the crazy attack, and their iron bodies were blown to pieces.
It seemed that at this moment, both the wizards and angels had fallen into some inexplicable state of madness, and the wizards were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, with one wizard having to deal with two angels on average.
In the second-level battle, the wizard's disadvantage is even more obvious. On average, one wizard has to fight against three angels.
Fortunately, there are the elemental blessings of the war stronghold and the amplification of the four wizard towers. Although the wizards were suppressed and felt very uncomfortable and were on the defensive almost the entire time, they still persisted.
"You hypocritical lackeys, accept the punishment of the fire!"
His body continued to expand until it was more than six meters tall. Holding a lava sword, Sargeras vented his anger wantonly. The surging lava power made the angel clansmen who blocked his way scream in pain.
On the left of Sargeras is Archimonde, the deputy commander of the Burning Legion whom he appointed. Archimonde has thoroughly explored the knowledge and new path given to him by Taylor.
Now he is following the path of a knight deduced by wizards, which combines elemental power with physical fitness, and takes the path of strength and heavy blows.
With the light of earth element lingering around his body and his hair turning into earth-brown, he added the gravity-related earth element power to the heavy sword he was holding. Anything that stood in his way would be injured if hit, or killed if touched.
His unparalleled strength, coupled with the secondary blessing of gravity, made him invincible on this battlefield.
He and Sargeras cooperated with each other. There was almost nothing on the battlefield that could stop them. Together, they formed a reddish-brown spearhead that continuously pierced through the Heavenly Master's formation.
Naturally, the two who performed so conspicuously also attracted the attention of the two ordinary two-winged angels.
"Heretic, the power of light cannot be blasphemed!"
A two-winged angel raised his fists with bright light lingering on his fists. He swooped down from the sky and punched Sargeras straight in the face.
He wanted to use his iron fist, which symbolized light, to smash this puppet with an extremely blasphemous appearance.
"How dare a birdman with wings talk so much here!"
Sargeras laughed wildly. He did not take the threat of the two-winged angel seriously at all. He raised his giant sword to block the angel's heavy punch, then dodged to the side and poured the force into the air.
The angel's punch missed, and before the old strength had dissipated and the new strength was generated, Sargeras had already stretched out his giant hand dripping with magma.
The wings behind the angel flapped suddenly, creating a large airflow to try to block Sargeras's big hand. Sargeras was unmoved, and finally he firmly grasped one of the angel's wings with one hand.
Sizzle...
There was a sound of corrosion and burning that made one feel toothache. The angel endured the severe pain in his back and kicked Sargeras' wrist hard with a whip kick, kicking Sargeras back a few steps.
The angel who returned to the sky again found that the wing he had just held was now completely red, and the beautiful and bright feathers were burned to only the charred black wing roots.
The power of light spread to the charred wings, and white feathers grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the first round of confrontation, the Angels suffered a slight loss, but the loss was not great.
The two-winged angel distanced himself from Sargeras, and then a bright light appeared from his back, and a light magic circle engraved with angel runes appeared under his feet.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh……
Huge long-handled swords mixed with the power of light fell from the sky, pointing directly at Sargeras.
"roar!!"
Sargeras roared, the ground cracked, and the magma deep underground was drawn out by Sargeras' power, turning into sky-high pillars of magma fire that rushed towards the long-handled giant swords.
boom!!!!
The dazzling long-handled giant sword collided with the lava pillar that symbolized destruction. Sargeras was, after all, a puppet. Both the energy intensity in his body and his actual combat power were inferior to those of an angel.
The pillar of magma and fire he summoned was quickly pierced by a long-handled giant sword, which dropped from the sky and nailed him to the ground.
"Ahem, damn it, you are indeed a famous angel!"
The power of light emitted by the long-handled giant sword shook the elemental body in Sargeras' body, and the puppet core that was constantly floating in his body also became temporarily disordered, causing him to kneel to the ground.
But fortunately, there is no big problem now. Sargeras has already drawn out all the magma below. Bathing in the magma will increase his strength to a certain extent. The earth and fire element bonuses diffused from the war base not far from him still work on him.
"Sargeras!"
When Archimonde saw Sargeras being nailed to the ground by the angel's sword in the second round, he screamed subconsciously. His opponent, another two-winged angel warrior holding a rapier, seized the opportunity and used sharp sword energy to force Archimonde to retreat again and again.
"hateful!"
Archimonde, who had his shoulder and thigh pierced by a rapier, felt very frustrated.
The opponent's pursuit of speed and extreme attack style made him feel helpless, and the heavy sword in his hand could not keep up with the opponent's rhythm.
"Those who blaspheme the faith of light do not deserve to remain in this world!"
Looking at Archimonde, who was in danger of being broken through at any time under his continuous attacks, the two-winged angel holding the rapier had a smug smile on his face.
This is the consequence of going against the great light!
This time the two-winged angel aimed at Archimonde's head. He was ready to find the flaw in the next episode and kill his opponent directly.
He flipped his wrist, and the tip of his rapier pointed directly at Archimonde's head. Then he immediately spread his wings, swooped down, and turned into a human tornado, stabbing Archimonde continuously.
Archimonde was forced to raise his heavy sword, always on guard against the next incoming thrust, but the opponent's attacks were continuous, and Archimonde felt as if he was in a rainstorm.
When Archimonde's heavy sword blocked an attack, his back was exposed. This was a huge flaw. The two-winged angel's eyes flashed with excitement, and he immediately gathered all his strength and put it into his rapier, turning it into a stream of light and rushing straight towards Archimonde's neck.
When he was about to pierce Archimonde's neck with his sword, a transparent space crack suddenly opened.
What?!!!
The angel's pupils constricted, and before he could withdraw his hand, it was swallowed by the space crack, and there was no sound anymore.
"Why are you running so fast?"
Taylor, who was still in the mirror space and was teasing the five second-level angels with a combination of space spells such as space turbulence, space shock, visual and auditory hallucinations, and space inversion, retracted one of his fingers.
(End of this chapter)