Wizard Immortal

Chapter 903 More than a dozen

The radiance of the laws shimmered, rippling through the air as the Crimson Lord made his move.

A tremendous force surged and rolled forward, permeating the surrounding world at that moment.

Without a sound, a vast crimson domain enveloped the surrounding area, encompassing almost half of the world.

Standing in mid-air, the Crimson Lord's eyes were filled with crimson flames, and every inch of his skin and every line seemed to emanate endless profound power. If any mortal could comprehend even a little of it, they could step into the extraordinary realm and transform into an extraordinary life form.

Below, sensing the surging power before him, the God of Death remained calm and slowly raised his head.

The Crimson Lord before them possessed terrifying strength.

As one of the three kings born in the world of natural disasters since ancient times, the Crimson Lord's strength is by no means weak even among kings; he is an extremely powerful being.

As he found himself in the world of natural disasters and received its blessing, his strength was amplified, making him even more terrifying at this moment.

In contrast, the god of death is the complete opposite.

As an avatar, his strength was originally inferior to that of the Crimson Lord before him, not to mention the presence of the world consciousness factor at this moment.

With all these factors combined, at least for now, he was no match for the Crimson Lord before him.

However, the God of Death never intended to fight alone.

Standing still, he gazed at the Crimson Lord before him, then silently turned to look at the Fate Goddess Mar beside him.

Behind him, Mar, dressed in a purple robe, exuded a hazy aura, shrouded in mist. Feeling the gaze of the God of Death upon him, he nodded slightly.

Without the slightest hesitation, standing behind the God of Death and sensing the power emanating from the Crimson Lord, the dozen or so avatars of the gods below them attacked simultaneously.

On the land of the world of natural disasters, they attacked together, their divine power trembling. At this moment, they silently empowered the God of Death, causing his aura to slowly rise and become even more terrifying.

The power of death was unleashed, and a silver longsword suddenly emerged from its sheath.

As the Crimson Lord's attack drew near, the God of Death remained calm, his silver longsword slashing down in an instant.

Sharp sword lights flashed in the void, raging between heaven and earth, creating ripples that seemed to slice the entire world into countless pieces, turning it into fragments.

The power of death is blossoming, the pure aura of the laws of death is surging, all rushing forward together.

Yin Hua, the sword of death!

A deadly killing intent erupted. Although it seemed very ordinary, the power contained within it, once unleashed, was enough to instantly injure a seventh-tier saint, almost causing him to fall from his saintly position.

As the God of Death made his move, the power of the will of the world of gods surged behind him, and an invisible force of the world roared in, instantly empowering him and making his power even more terrifying.

Boom!

The domains of the two laws intertwined instantly.

The realm of death and crimson solidified at this moment, condensing in mid-air and gradually reaching a stalemate.

The combined power roared and slowly spread outwards, affecting the entire world of natural disasters.

At this moment, strange phenomena are occurring in every corner of the world of natural disasters.

Affected by the power of the Death Domain, the spirits of the dead on the graveyards rose again, howling at the sky. The dense aura of death spread, shaking the heavens and earth of the entire world of natural disasters.

"The authority to die?"

The Crimson Lord's expression was stern. Sensing this change, he revealed a cold smile: "That's just right."

She waved her hand, and a unique aura emanated from her.

The breath of life is descending, silently arriving in this world.

In the dim light, one could almost see the phantom of an ancient tree emerging, its branches swaying, its pure life force spreading outwards and oscillating in all directions, combining with the dense aura of death surrounding it, and the two began to cancel each other out.

This is the pure power of the authority of life, representing the other side of death. The moment it appears, it immediately begins to spontaneously conflict with and counteract the authority of death.

"This is."

Gazing at the power wielded by the Crimson Lord in the distance, and sensing the faint phantom of the ancient tree, the avatars of the gods from the world of gods couldn't help but frown.

"It's similar to the aura of that Emerald Ruler from the Wizarding World."

Sensing the aura emanating from the Crimson Lord, and standing behind the God of Death, the Goddess of Fate, Mar, frowned, a sense of unease creeping in: "Aren't the World of Calamity and the World of Wizards mortal enemies? Why is the power of that Emerald Ruler reappearing in this Crimson Lord?"

The gods present were puzzled.

The God of Death, however, knew exactly what was going on.

The life authority power emanating from the Crimson Lord before them did not originate from Adir, the current Emerald Ruler, but from the previous generation of Emerald Ruler.

Back then, during the ancient war between the Wizarding World and the Scourge World, the Emerald Mother was trapped by the Scourge World's ruler and suppressed by the Crimson Lord before her.

The portion of jade essence that it controlled must have fallen into the hands of the Crimson Lord at that time, and thus it has been reproduced by him now.

A faint emerald light began to shimmer.

The next moment, a silver sword of death shot into the sky, clashing with the radiance emanating from the Crimson Lord.

Two terrifying forces erupted here, almost submerging half of the world of natural disasters.

A tremendous force surged forth, surging powerfully at this moment.

At this moment, throughout the entire world of natural disasters, all living beings looked up and could clearly see the strange phenomenon on the horizon.

The radiance of death and crimson flames intertwined, and faintly, one could see a vast world of death slowly unfolding, radiating the power of death within it.

In that world of death, a gigantic firebird roared to the sky, emitting a series of cries.

The crimson power enveloped the entire world, enveloping it completely.

A vast power emanated from it, almost traversing layer after layer, slowly spreading out towards the core of the world of natural disasters.

"This is."

In the core area of ​​the world of natural disasters, feeling this power, many lords of natural disasters who were originally in slumber began to gradually recover. At this moment, they couldn't help but look outwards, their eyes filled with some surprise and uncertainty.

"The aura of the Crimson Lord"

"And those unfamiliar sacred beings."

As they awoke from their long slumber, they felt the surging power of the God of Death and the Crimson Lord in the outside world, and their eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

On the outermost edge of the world of natural disasters, this battle is still ongoing.

The God of Death and the Crimson Lord faced off head-on, their powers clashing in the void, causing the world of Calamity to wail.

Invisibly, an invisible energy began to intertwine, rippling in this place and emitting waves of invisible textures.

The outcome of the battle between the two sides was quite obvious.

The God of Death was suppressed by the God of Crimson, and was directly put at a disadvantage. Although it was barely maintaining a balance at the moment, it was already showing signs of gradual defeat.

This result is not unexpected.

After all, the God of Death is currently just an avatar and is suppressed by the World of Calamity, while the Crimson Lord is the complete opposite. Not only has his true form arrived, but he also has the support of the World of Calamity.

In reality, the fact that the God of Death was able to barely maintain this balance under such dire conditions was already a result of the combined blessings of more than a dozen divine incarnations behind him.

The combined power of over a dozen divine incarnations was bestowed upon the God of Death, granting him their blessings. This propelled the God of Death's power forward, allowing him to barely maintain balance against the Crimson Lord's onslaught and avoid complete collapse.

However, given the current situation, as time goes by, the divine power bestowed by the gods will gradually disappear, and it will only be a matter of time before the power of the God of Death is completely suppressed.

The God of Death remained calm and composed, brandishing his longsword as he clashed with the Crimson Lord before him.

"Now's our chance! Let's storm in and destroy the passage completely!"

Looking at the battlefields everywhere, the several Lords of Calamity who were watching the battle exchanged glances and then the same thought flashed through their minds.

At this moment, fierce battles are raging everywhere. The three eighth-tier saints on the other side are being held back, which is a great opportunity for them to destroy the world passage.

They had not forgotten that these saints before them were merely incarnations at this moment.

If this is delayed any longer, and these sacred beings are transported to the world of natural disasters, things will become extremely complicated.

With this thought in mind, they exchanged a glance and then rushed forward without prior arrangement.

As the light shimmered, they rushed into that hazy space, breaking through the power blockade of the world of gods.

Before my eyes, the radiance of the world of gods still flows and flickers in that place. At this moment, it seems to sense the arrival of several lords of calamities, and the radiance within them is flashing rapidly, as if sensing a sense of urgency.

"Are you feeling anxious?"

Sensing the reaction of the consciousness of the world of gods, the thought flashed through the minds of several lords of calamity, and their hands moved faster involuntarily.

Once the current power blockade is broken and the passage to the world is destroyed, these sacred incarnations will be trapped by the Lord of the Calamity World, like turtles in a jar, unable to escape.

When that time comes, facing the suppression of the power of the world of natural disasters and the attacks of many lords of natural disasters, the outcome is predictable.

Thinking of this, the Lords of Natural Disasters couldn't help but smile and rushed straight in.

They rushed straight out and plunged headlong into it.

Then, in the next moment, a terrifying change began to occur.

"More than a dozen!"

A series of sounds emanated from the mist, filled with horror and disbelief.

(End of this chapter)