Archdemon

To outsiders, the attack of the God of Light was a thick energy torrent that reached tens of meters, a huge beam of light.

But Huo Ling, who was facing this attack, knew that this was just a manifestation of energy leakage.

The real core of this attack was a sword energy that was more than one meter wide.

The rest of the energy beams were just the manifestation of the God of Light condensing too much power and even being unable to fully control this power.

Of course, there was also the reason that the energy escaped after breaking through the crystal wall of the plane.

The magic shields in front of Huo Ling were broken one after another.

The magic power consumption of the shield was maximized, but it still could not completely stop this attack.

One by one, the amulets were inserted into Huo Ling's waist, hanging like pendants, and the brilliance of runes flashed on them.

These amulets were activated one by one, and shields were attached to Huo Ling's body one by one to enhance his defense.

Each amulet can deploy at least three spell shields, and each shield can rival the spell shield that Huo Ling condensed with all his strength.

The magic power of each amulet was exhausted and needed to be recharged before it could be used.

Huo Ling's face flushed, and he took a deep breath, which almost drained the magic power of more than ten miles around the portal.

"Roar!!!"

He spit out a strong and hot dragon breath, which collided with the attack of the God of Light.

Countless divine runes and magic runes, and the power of rules collided with each other.

The hot light exploded at the location where the two attacks collided, like a supernova explosion, releasing endless light and heat.

Roaring flames, dazzling light, and huge whirlwinds were generated in the middle.

The whirlwind started from the portal and blew into the battlefield with a radius of dozens of miles.

This hurricane was hot and violent, and some soldiers were even blown up by the hurricane.

As for the unfortunate ones who were blown up by the hurricane, their fate was only death.

When the energy beam of the divine punishment that fell from the sky slowly dissipated, there was only a huge smoke and dust stirring up in the original place.

The portal and the land below were like an isolated island at this time, and the surrounding land had sunk into a large pit of two or three hundred meters.

The soil in the pit had been vaporized or melted into magma, and it was still bubbling with hot steam.

Everyone on the battlefield was waiting for the result of this divine punishment.

The clergy even stopped attacking.

In the outer void, the gods looked at all this with complicated eyes, with calmness, worry, panic, and surprise.

The God of Light, who was sitting on the throne, held the armrest of the throne tightly. With force, the armrest of this throne, which was comparable to a divine artifact, was directly cracked by Him.

When the dust in the sky slowly dissipated, everyone seemed to hear heavy footsteps in their ears again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!!!"

The huge smoke and dust lingering around the portal was rolling at this time, as if there was a wild beast in it.

A gust of wind blew, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the scene of the portal had appeared in the sight of everyone on the battlefield.

The faces of the God of Dusk, the God of War, and the popes of other gods changed drastically.

The strong men in the air were also sweating coldly.

The strong men above the Holy Domain level of these churches now have only one common choice.

"Retreat!" The Pope of the God of War gritted his teeth, shouted, and then turned around and ran.

Escape!

Escape quickly!!!

At the portal where the smoke and dust gradually subsided, a strong and ferocious figure was almost walking out of the portal.

Only one of his calves was still trapped in the portal, and the rest of his body had been successfully pulled out of the portal.

The powerful divine punishment attack of the God of Light not only attacked Huo Ling, but also successfully penetrated the crystal wall of the plane.

This move successfully weakened the resistance of the plane, and Huo Ling also struggled to break free while resisting the attack of the divine punishment, and finally accelerated his progress into the Hemer plane.

His cold eyes swept all the enemies, including the gods in the sky.

There are few gods in this plane who are more powerful than Huo Ling, let alone the enemies in the plane.

Of course, Huo Ling did this, but it was not without injury.

He took the attack of the God of Light hard, and the defensive shield on his body was not enough, but fortunately, after the attack of the God of Light passed through the crystal wall of the plane and penetrated many shields, it was also the end of the strength.

Huo Ling looked at the blood left on his right hand because of blocking the last divine punishment, and sneered and dried it.

"Boom!"

Huo Ling's last foot, and finally pulled out of the portal at this time, stepping on the ground, making the whole battlefield tremble.

He looked at the entire battlefield. The early stage of the invasion war is often the time when the casualties are the greatest.

This battle lasted for more than a week, and the soldiers of both sides suffered a lot of casualties.

Although the main force of Huo Ling's army was the elite undead he sent, and the undead soldiers summoned by his sons.

However, there were still many soldiers from the Donghe Marquisate at other positions on the defense line, and these soldiers also lost as many as 30,000 to 40,000.

Huo Ling slowly stretched his body, and the legendary magic wand made by the Servant God's Skull appeared in his hand.

The dragon power on his body, the fear aura, was fully unfolded, like an invisible ripple, spreading throughout the battlefield.

The heavy dragon power almost made all the soldiers of the church and the nobles unable to breathe, as if a big stone was pressed on their chests.

The effect of the fear aura was even more amazing. When Huo Ling was still in the portal, the little fear aura he released by chance was just a drop in the bucket.

The fear aura, now fully fired, almost swept across the entire battlefield, and everything around seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gray smoke.

Countless resentful skulls were flying in the air. Some soldiers felt their legs trembling, and they were extremely scared. They wanted to escape but their legs were weak and they couldn't escape.

Even the flying sanctuaries were affected by this and fell from the sky.

These high-level priests and clergymen, they didn't care about the soldiers below at this time, they escaped first and ensured their survival.

Huo Ling opened his arms and flew slowly. He held the legendary magic wand, and the magic power on his body was surging.

On the battlefields, in the air.

Countless runes quickly condensed, and these runes formed a rune array, emitting a dazzling summoning brilliance!

"I... am a natural disaster!"

"I am also the incarnation of death!"

"Kneel before me!... I will grant you a new life!"