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boom! boom! boom!

Several scorching fireballs blasted towards a fallen mage.

He smashed several of them, but then the defense shield in front of him was shattered by the fireball. Before he could react, he was directly pierced by the wind blade that followed closely behind.

Instant death!

Similarly, after death, the true spirit is absorbed into the soul of the gods.

The people who had already killed their red eyes didn't pay attention at all.

The battlefield became brutal and death became common.

The true spirits of the masters of life and death continue to merge into the depths of the soul.

The speed at which the true spirit of the gods condensed was getting faster and faster, and it was also getting bigger and bigger.

However, the originally pure platinum color is now mostly filled with dark black, dark gray, dark green, dark yellow, and scarlet flame color...

It can be said that the colors are varied.

At first glance, it looks as if it was scribbled randomly, chaotic, disordered, and even a little ugly.

Pollution!

That’s right, the true spirit of the God is being polluted.

A large number of fallen wizards, as well as the wizards of Kamar-Taj, had their true spirits assimilated by the gods.

But their true spirits are also polluting the gods.

Chapter 679: Battle for the Gods

hum!hum!hum!

The soul of the god trembled slightly.

It might be hard to detect on an ordinary person.

But when placed on such a huge soul body, it appears extremely conspicuous.

No matter how small the tremor is, it will always seem like an earthquake given such a huge volume.

however……

The movement of the gods' souls remained the same, but could not affect the fierce battle between mages.

Both sides were furious.

The Kamar-Taj wizard cast a spell, but the other side had more wizards who cast several spells, shattering it directly, and they still had enough energy to rush forward.

The other Kamar-Taj wizards were not willing to be outdone and fired several spells in return.

Both sides seemed to be determined, casting powerful offensive magic.

The occasional death of mages made the battle between the two sides more intense.

Perhaps the mages of Kamar-Taj have been well trained and have gone through many adjustments.

Or maybe the fallen wizards are not united enough, or maybe the new wizards developed by Grindelwald Strange are banding together for warmth, or maybe they are making a hidden move.

Obviously, compared with the large number of fallen mages who died, the number of Kamar-Taj mages who died was much less, and most of them retreated after being seriously injured.

This put a lot of pressure on the Fallen Mage, but it seemed that they didn't find anything wrong for the time being.

He can set his sights on the evil god Mephisto and Dumam.

This is their biggest chance of flop.

At this moment, Mephisto naturally saw where the wizard's true spirit went after his death.

See the broken true spirit and soul merge into the brow of the god.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew something was wrong.

What's more, he is Mephisto, a master in the field of soul and true spirit.

"Lockhart, you really have a vicious heart!"

"You dared to kill the wizard of Kamar-Taj. Aren't you afraid of what the Supreme Sorcerer will think of you?"

Mephisto sneered directly.

"If Ancient One knew that you used the mages of Kamar-Taj as sacrifices and consumables."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Mephisto, has anyone told you that your mouth really stinks?" Lockhart said lightly.

"With your dark mind, I'm afraid you will never understand the voluntary dedication of the Kamar-Taj wizards."

Lockhart raised his wand and said word by word, "Let you be the best sacrifice for our dead Kamar-Taj wizard."

"Heart-breaking...bone-ripping!"

In an instant, a dark red Cruciatus Curse shot towards Mephisto's body.

hum!

At the same time, Mephisto tiptoed forward, and in an instant, three phantoms on each side unfolded one after another beside him.

Each one is Mephisto, and each one exudes the familiar smell of hell.

It seems that each one is the original body and each one is a clone.

boom!

The dark red Cruciatus Curse pierced through the figure in the middle with a bang.

In an instant, all Mephisto frowned.

A sharp pain suddenly erupted from the bottom of my heart.

Lockhart's Cruciatus Curse is naturally not an ordinary one. He has upgraded it to include curses, fate and other locking factors.

Even if you can dodge it, you still have to bear some of the power.

Just like Mephisto now, although he turned into several clones, weakening a large part of the power of the spell.

But the pain that should be experienced will still not be absent.

At most, the degree of pain will be lower.

"Good move!" Mephisto quickly recovered and praised.

There are many ways to torture people in hell, and the pain brought by Lockhart's spell just now is one of them.

"Taste my...Soul Whip!"

call!

Following Mephisto's cold shout, several dark red whips covered with spikes suddenly appeared in the void around Lockhart.

Accompanied by a whistling sound, it hit Lockhart with a loud bang.

Seeing the spiked whip almost surrounding him, Lockhart had a blank expression on his face.

He just raised his hands slightly and pushed them slightly to the sides of his body.

Suddenly, a dazzling colorful ripple suddenly spread out to the surroundings.

In an instant, a colorful dream realm formed around Lockhart.

Then, the spiked whip that had surrounded Lockhart froze in place, as if it had been imprisoned.

The next moment, this Lockhart waved his hand gently.

Click!Click!Click!

Accompanied by a series of crisp cracking sounds, the dark red spiked whip broke into pieces one by one.

It turned into a dark red light and slowly disappeared.

Mephisto looked at the scene in front of him that seemed so easy, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

This Lockhart's strength is growing quite fast.

As his thoughts turned, large amounts of black mist began to spread around from behind Mephisto.

In the black mist was the familiar sulfurous smell of hell, chaos and killing.

Regional area!

Noisy!Noisy!Noisy!

In the blink of an eye, Lockhart's dream realm and Mephisto's regional realm collided with each other, and crackling sounds continued.

And the distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

In their respective territories, colorful monsters and black demons collided and fought with each other.

Thoughts flashed, colorful mental storms and black spears of death suddenly clashed.

At first glance, the battle between the two sides was as fierce as the mage battlefield on the side.

When Thor, the God of Thunder, saw this, he suddenly felt his blood boiling.

Although, he looked down on the mage and this kind of long-distance confrontation.

But as the level goes up, the exciting battles between the strong men on both sides can still arouse his blood.

Without hesitation, he raised Thor's hammer and, with the tremendous power of thunder in his body, smashed it towards Dormammu.

Dormammu naturally did not fight head-on. He had no interest in engaging in a war of attrition with Thor, a fighting maniac.

He also needs to preserve this incarnation in preparation for the subsequent battle.

With a wave of his hand, a large amount of dark magic power spread out in all directions, forming a maze.

The surrounding vision was taken away, and it was plunged into darkness.

Thor is no exception!

"Dormammu, you are the famous God of Darkness after all."

"Why are you acting like a coward now?"

Thor cursed loudly in this dark and confusing area.

Seeing no response, he tightly gripped the Thunder Hammer, and suddenly, a vast ocean of thunder began to spread all around, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

However, after dispelling the dark magic nearby, Dormammu did not seem to be seen.

"Thor, I'm not interested in playing with you!" Dormammu said calmly but with a hint of disdain: "If he were your father, I would take him seriously."

"Save your energy and don't let Lockhart use you as a gun."

"Don't look at how fiercely they fight, but they each retain their strength."

"The most they both did was consume some magic power, and neither of them was even injured."

"It was those mages and those consumables who died."

"Use your brain, now is not the time for a decisive battle!"

Chapter 680: Resurrection of the God

who am I?

I am David?

I am Madoc?

I am Francis?

I am……

I am from Kamar-Taj, and I am a mage.