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Chapter 76 The Battle between the Great God of Destiny and the Weather Warlock

Countless airships were shrouded in a layer of red light, like the smell of rust mixed with gunpowder.

Boom! Boom!
Countless shells fired at the people below with even more terrifying power than before.

This is the power of the Red Sacrifice Path. Louis' eyes flashed slightly, and he easily recognized this power.

Or the other party never thought about covering it up.

After barely smashing a damaged small airship, the Master's bronze chariot was forced to start circling due to the violent fire explosion.

He brandished the huge bronze sword that had transformed and began to fight in close combat. His mighty power was like a mountain and he was unstoppable.

The east wind that Mr. Wolong could use to make the shells fly back along their original path has lost its effect, as the rules of a higher realm cover these shells.

He flapped his feather fan, trying his best to reduce the various natural disasters.

"It was the Red Priest who took action."

It seems that this operation is very important to them. I wonder if the one coming is a Sequence 2 Weather Warlock or a Sequence 3 War Bishop.

The starry sky appeared around Louis, and the vast dark space appeared. The deep starlight turned into tangible light, covering the airship in the sky.

The dark purple beam of light corresponded to Zhong Yuechen in the sky, and blasted down towards the battlefield. From a distance, it looked like a meteorite falling from outer space.

"bang"

The enemy responded quickly.

Blizzards, volcanic eruptions, floods and tsunamis, lightning storms, mountain fires, and countless natural disasters rushed towards the column of light.

It symbolizes the violent and unstable side of the natural world, and the power it contains is terrifying.

It turns out to be a Sequence 2 Weather Warlock.

Louis narrowed his eyes, smiled, and transmitted all the abilities and characteristics of the weather wizard to Fu Zi and Wolong.

"Sequence 2, the advantage is mine!"

Intis and Fessac only launched the surprise attack when the three major churches had not reacted. After all, this was their home ground, and the airship troops would never dare to stay here for long.

Louis thought of this and no longer hesitated, and used all his spiritual power.

In the vast space, with stars shining, a mythical giant rises from the ground, with divine light shining.

The face was blurred, with countless lights flowing in it, and two silk ribbons were draped over his body, which looked like flowing rivers if you looked closely.

There is a crown of thorns on its head, countless vines are spreading under its feet, and the broken ground is covered with emerald green.

There was a huge fireball behind him, emitting light and heat. It was actually a small sun.

This majestic divine form is the mythical form of Louis, a mythical giant born from the combination of characteristics of the previous sequences.

It carries with it the breath of the wild and ancient times, it gathers the praises of mankind's most magnificent poems, and it is the great power that has descended from mythology to the earth.

The crown of thorns on his head gently blossomed with green light, and countless tiny points of starlight fell on the battlefield, transforming into countless human figures, attacking the airship.

Louis summoned a huge number of heroic spirits without affecting his own combat power.

The Red Priest who is alone and the Red Priest who has an army are definitely two different levels.

He needs to try his best to eliminate the soldiers who operate the airships and drop the bombs.

King versus king, soldier versus soldier, this is reasonable.

The heroic spirits that dwell among the stars must have deeply impressed deeds in the memory of that god, and these are also their main abilities.

There are even exclusive special moves and special skills and sealed objects bestowed by gods as trump cards.

Come, let me see your magnificent demeanor that has been remembered by the gods!!

The ancient horn sounded, and the iron-blooded atmosphere of the battlefield began to spread.

He chanted the praises of the seventy-two sages who killed themselves for the sake of benevolence, muttered maxims such as "Take benevolence as one's own responsibility, a gentleman has no authority if he does not value it", and wiped the blood off the sword with his wide sleeves.

The roaring wind and the solemn face of the general in black armor; the tightly arranged formation, the spears and armor with the power of tigers and wolves, if they don't take action, it's fine, but once they take action, there will be corpses everywhere, and the solemn black torrent will clear all obstacles in an unstoppable manner.

The domineering and brave king who dominated the world, riding a sturdy horse with a black body and snow-white hooves, holding a ferocious halberd in his hand, he forcibly carved a passage on the airship and was invincible.

The champion young man rushed like lightning, coming and going freely, in high spirits, riding a light and agile Arabian horse, like a flash of light, moving in and out of the enemy army at will, and a stab and retraction of the spear in his hand would mean the death of the enemy.

The gentle young man holding two swords, his arms were longer than his knees. The tall man with a face like a red date, walked slowly with a cold and elegant long sword.

The black-faced man with a leopard head, round eyes, swallow chin and tiger beard rushed forward with a spear in hand.

The general in a white robe held a longbow and shot an arrow forward.

Countless heroes buried in history once again shine their light.

Louis glanced at Master and Wolong. There were quite a few people gathered around them. It seemed that these heroes had their own bonds?

Perhaps in the unimaginable time ago, they were also galloping freely on this land like they are today.

The concept of natural disasters was aroused, and the weather warlock on the opposite side finally couldn't help it.

A hundred-meter-tall flaming giant appeared on the ground, standing not far in front of Louis.

The red flames burned fiercely, and the breath of natural disaster spread wantonly on his body, as if standing there meant ominousness and disaster.

Without thinking any more, Louis looked at the giant coming from the front and punched him directly.
Two transparent ribbons turned into a long rolling river, rushing towards the fire giant with unstoppable momentum.

The giant roared, and a storm arose, sweeping up heavy snow all over the sky and colliding with the huge water flow.

"Oh!"

The wind and snow tore through the air, and Louis' fist, with countless Zhong Yueguang, slammed into the giant's chest.

The two long rivers transformed into two divine dragons, one yellow and one clear, and bit towards the giant's arms.

The giant cried out in pain, and his violent energy turned the surrounding earth into magma, which gushed out towards Louis.

The two water dragons turned into steam, condensing into a large amount of mist in the air.

The flame patterns on the giant's arms were a little dim, and the lava-like surface of his chest was slightly concave inward, with rock-like fragments falling off.

Louis' attack was still somewhat effective, but the mythical creature had gained divinity after all, and its vitality had undergone a great transformation, so it was impossible to kill it instantly with the same sequence.

The giant opened his mouth wide and swallowed the mist. After chewing for a while, his cheeks slightly puffed up and he spit out dense icicles as big as houses towards Louis.

Damn, he spitted, so disgusting. Even though these mistakes would cause real harm to him, Louis still didn't want to take it head-on.

He stretched out his five fingers and gently clenched them in the direction of the attack. A huge hand stretched out from the clouds, with pure white light intertwined with red flames, like the hand of a god. With a light pinch, the thick ice cones were rubbed into the most essential particles and dissipated.

"Damn it, which sequence of Beyonders is this? Why is he so difficult to deal with?"

Ahomatovar Einhorn roared in his heart, and his heart was not at peace.

I originally thought it was just an ordinary trip, and I would give some local specialties to old friends, but I didn't expect to encounter such a tough guy.

Who the hell dropped the bomb on his head, or hurt his family, or ruined his rituals?

Ahomatovar Einhorn wanted to slap the careless soldier to death.

But he would never have thought, his pride would not let him think, that Louis would confront him because of those people whom he regarded as pariahs.

He was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to vent his anger.

The three major churches were merely held back by Intis's allies, they were not dead.

If he accidentally killed them all, or accidentally affected the church and attracted the arrival of God, he would be doomed.

He doesn't want to die here in confusion.

Louis' attack was approaching, and he had no time to think about trivial matters. He could only find a way to escape as quickly as possible.

The two mythical creatures continued to fight to the death.

Meanwhile, Klein, who was below, had already taken the wounded and the crowd to the safe area set up by the church.

He looked up at the sky, feeling a little dazed. He must have seen those people right.

It wasn't because of the duel between mythical creatures, but the summoned heroes that attracted his attention.

After all, that was the story he had heard since he was a child.

Alas, Klein shook his head, pulled his thoughts back, and got busy with his own business.

(End of this chapter)