Spellcasting Heavens

energy!

Huge and amazing energy!

Standing on the surface of the dark lake, Luke raised his head and stared at the stone pillar not far ahead, and asked in an uncertain tone: Do you really think this is a wise choice for us to do this?

What, do you regret it?

The boy had an indifferent smile on his face, letting the strong air flow generated by the energy blow on his face, as if he didn't take the apocalyptic scene in front of him seriously at all.

Regret? No, I don't regret it. Luke shook his head slightly. I just think that it is a bit risky to rashly release a god whose power is far beyond our understanding. It is completely inconsistent with your usual style. I don't understand why you are so impatient and don't even wait and think about it. Don’t you want to stay even longer?”

Hahaha! How do you know I haven't thought about it? In fact, I have thought about it very clearly. Sometimes, being rational does not mean being right. Instead, you need to follow the guidance of your heart and soul to find the right direction. Now, close your eyes, feel the hurricane-like force in the air, and tell me if you resonate with it?

Just when the boy said these words, the black light pillar that penetrated the sky and the earth suddenly exploded, and endless energy spread in all directions in the form of shock waves.

Everywhere it passed, whether it was animals, plants, buildings, or anything else, was assimilated and decomposed, eventually turning into dust that was scattered in the wind.

When all of this gradually dissipated, a very young male figure appeared out of thin air at the original location of the stone pillar.

He seemed a little confused and kept looking at the surrounding environment. After a full minute, he asked with a confused face: Where is this place? Who am I?

You don't remember anything? A strange look flashed in Luke's eyes.

I don't remember... The young man answered directly in the affirmative.

It was not difficult to tell from those dull eyes that he was not lying, and he did not know how to use the astonishingly huge energy in his body. He just spread it around in the most primitive way.

In addition, his appearance is completely different from that of the Darent people. On the contrary, he is somewhat similar to Luke, at least racially closer.

Interesting! It's so interesting! A god without any memory! The boy seemed to have noticed something, and his eyes shone with excitement and joy.

But before he could do anything, several portals tore through the surrounding space, followed by all the heavyweight members of the Darent civilization, including the Parliament and the Shadow Guard, appearing one after another.

When the Speaker saw the broken stone pillars and the young man standing next to the stone pillars exuding terrifying energy, his whole body trembled uncontrollably and murmured to himself with a bitter look on his face: Well, it seems we I'm late.

No! It's not too late! Haven't you noticed? God has not restored his memory yet! The leader of the Shadow Guard gave a different opinion with a solemn expression.

Memory? You mean... The Speaker's eyes widened and the fire of hope was ignited again.

According to ancient records! The god who created our entire race is actually a very special life form.

He does not have an independent personality like most intelligent beings, but will continue to change every given period of time. During the change, he will temporarily lose all memory and become like a blank sheet of paper. The leader lowered his voice and explained at a very fast speed.

Because he understands that any internal fighting at this time is stupid.

Otherwise, when the god regains his memory, his terrifying power alone will be enough to instantly wipe out more than 90% of the life on the planet beneath his feet.

Any magical protection that the Darent people were proud of was extremely fragile and ridiculous in the face of that kind of attack.

So, what we are facing now is not a complete god. Do we still have a chance to seal him again?

Another congressman did not want to continue to be hostile to this group of competitors who were trying to take away power from him, and hurriedly raised the most critical question.

Not only him, but every Darent person who rushed over was eager to know what the chances of winning were if the war started now.

The leader hesitated for a moment, then quickly shook his head with a wry smile: Sorry, I can't give a definite answer. After all, we have to deal with not only gods, but also those two difficult little lunatics.

The words just fell!

Dozens of eyes were focused on the two boys.

There is no doubt that they have become a thorn in the side and flesh of all Darent's top management at this moment.

But Luke didn't care about this at all. He smiled and challenged: You want to take action? If I were you, I wouldn't make such a stupid choice. You know, energy is a measure of whether a living body is strong or not. The most basic, but also the most accurate ruler. Feel the power contained in his body. Do you think there is a chance to defeat or even seal such a powerful enemy? Give up, even if he has no idea how to use his power. It must be far stronger than all of you put together.”

Huh? Do I want to fight them?

The young man turned around and looked up and down at these creatures created by his own hands with strange eyes.

About three to five minutes later, he seemed to remember something, touched his chin and muttered in a low voice: Strange! Why do I have a familiar feeling? Who am I? Where do I come from? And why do I appear here...

Just as the young man was lost in thought, the Speaker quickly exchanged a look with the leader of the Shadow Guard and suddenly launched an attack.

You don't need to ask to know that they have just reached some kind of silent tacit understanding and chosen to put aside their hatred for each other.

The next second...

Dozens of the most powerful spells were like a tsunami, overwhelming the young man.

Of course, the two boys were also within attack range.

Since there was absolutely no holding back, every participant brought out their most powerful trump card.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth were torn apart, and time and space were distorted by the power of magic.

Normally, in the face of such an astonishing attack power, most gods would probably not be able to escape death.

But such a terrible attack was blocked by the protective shield that the young man casually held up.

No matter how powerful the spell is, and to what extent space and time are distorted, it can only consume a part of the energy of the shield and cannot disintegrate and defeat the entire structure of the shield.

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