The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Crushing, it was complete crushing.

In the sky, the lightning disappeared, as if it had never existed. In the distance, the ninth-level holy light had also vanished.

He fled.

Dore turned his gaze, looking towards the powerhouses of the Dark Church, his voice extremely cold, slowly opening his mouth, "I'm going to your empire to do something, kill a few people, do you have any objections?"

The corner of the Dark Church powerhouse's mouth twitched. Whether it was lightning or flames, light restrained all darkness, evil, and filth. Especially lightning, it represented the power of heaven and earth. This guy's colorful lightning was even better, basically reaching the power of a quasi-ninth level. If he said he was unwilling, wouldn't he be struck by lightning?

He calculated the methods he had in hand, and then abruptly opened his mouth, "Wizard Dore, is there some misunderstanding between us? If you want to kill someone, I wouldn't dare to stop you. But who do you want to kill? I can help you kill them. Within my Dark Empire, there is no one I can't kill." He spoke words that even he himself couldn't believe.

Dore looked at the other party, amused by his words.

"I want to clear out the largest stronghold of the Voodoo Organization in your empire, can you do that too?"

The ninth-level powerhouse's expression suddenly changed. So that's how it was. With the nature of the Witch God family and the Alexander family, they would indeed attack this guy. Now that the Witch God family had attacked this one, this one was now retaliating, but it seemed that his methods were a bit extreme. He raised an eyebrow, secretly hoping these people would fight.

His expression calmed down. He shifted his position in the sky, then stepped aside, raised his hand, and made a gentlemanly gesture, "Please, please, no matter what, please don't hurt the innocent."

Seeing this, Dore slowly moved forward, coldly saying as he walked, "It's best to drive away anyone blocking the road ahead, otherwise, I don't mind dealing with a few casually."

The corner of the ninth-level powerhouse's mouth twitched, "I understand." He immediately sent out various messages, informing the Dark Church, and reporting everything that was happening.

He reported to the real higher-ups, His Holiness the Pope.

As a ninth-level, he was a true decision-maker, but he couldn't stop Dore. That lightning just now, he couldn't block it.

One trick, use it everywhere. This guy, who knows how many rules are contained in that single lightning bolt, it's too damn terrifying.

Moreover, his defense was also terrifying. He wouldn't dare to take that holy light spear head-on, yet it was intercepted by the other party with unknown means and brushed away casually. Too terrifying.

If another quasi-ninth level appears in this world, the world will change.

…

On a small hilltop, the ninth-level powerhouse of the Light Church walked out of the teleportation with a gloomy expression. That Dore, that lightning wizardry, its power was too terrifying.

Facing that lightning, he seemed to see the Light Pope wielding the Light Divine Artifact releasing an attack, too powerful, he couldn't resist it at all.

And his own holy light attack couldn't even touch the other party's body, which was very terrifying.

Thinking of this, he looked into the distance.

Dore had left. He could feel it. The people of the Dark Empire didn't intercept him either. Perhaps they couldn't intercept him. The other party was too strong.

Quasi-ninth level, he had actually reached the quasi-ninth level. No wonder the Light Pope had said before that as soon as Dore entered the ninth level, he would be supreme. This strength…

Thinking of this, he weaved a small story and sent the information to headquarters.

He couldn't handle this matter, he couldn't beat him.

…

Light Church Headquarters.

On a majestic mountain, the entire huge mountain had been leveled, covered with various towering palaces. At a glance, one's heart was filled with awe.

Halfway up the mountainside, in an underground secret room of the Light Church, Standa looked at Franklin, then looked at the others, his brow furrowed.

"The people were killed by Dore, and he also injured the frontier guardian. The most important thing is that it was still an avatar. An avatar had such power. Dore has actually entered the ninth level."

"To enter the ninth level so quickly, either he really cultivated the Nightmare Meditation Method and brought this meditation method to perfection, massively absorbing the spiritual power of others, or this one is a true reincarnation of the gods, the main body of some big shot in this world."

"He's ninth level, and the power he comprehended is an extremely powerful form. Unless we use the Divine Revelation. Back then, he alone expelled Daheitian from this world, showing his powerful strength. Back then, he was still eighth level."

"Now he's ninth level. If I had known, I should have killed him in the northwest back then."

"Unrealistic, Qian Yue wouldn't stand idly by. Moreover, Divine Revelation can't be used on just anyone."

Several people began to discuss in a hubbub.

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Standa sat at the top. Only he knew the power of Daheitian. Only he could understand why Dore was so strong, killing Daheitian's avatar in a few minutes. Back then, the power Dore mastered was even comparable to Qian Yue. His power was even recognized by Daheitian.

What was that Destruction Power?

Standa had once asked the divine envoy under the Light God King what Destruction Power was, but he had never received a response. But he could clearly sense the shock of that angel back then.

Divine Envoys also have power exceeding the ninth level. There is no path for power above the ninth level in this world. Standa wants to obtain power above the ninth level, he must go to the higher world controlled by the Light God.

Dore is already ninth level, and he's going to kill like this, he's going to cause chaos in the world.

The Light Church isn't afraid of a few deaths, at most it's just a painless and itchy wanted order, no one will really investigate. But if the Witch God family, the Alexander family, and Dore fight, it won't be so simple. Dore is an eighth-level or higher alchemist. Once he starts playing tricks, it will be very terrifying.

Thinking of this, he raised his head, his voice overpowering everyone, "Quiet."

The conference room quieted down.

Standa looked at Franklin, his gaze sharp, "What do you think should be done about this matter?"

Franklin has now learned a lot, and his way of thinking is transforming into a leader of the church. He thought about it and slowly opened his mouth, "The first thing we should do is issue a wanted order for Dore, listing him as an imperial terrorist. After all, so many sixth-level and seventh-level deaths cannot be ignored by the public. The second thing, if the other party comes again, we will send people to negotiate, striving not to escalate the situation. In addition, the Witch God family needs you to talk to them."

Hearing this, the surrounding ninth-levels nodded.

That's how things should be handled. A head-on conflict does not conform to the interests of the empire. Now we have to fight the Glory Empire, and the troops should be used on the border, not directly fighting a suspected quasi-ninth level powerhouse.

Standa looked at Franklin, nodding slightly in his heart. This was the most reasonable way to deal with it. After all, that Dore was now suspected of being at the ninth level, and his strength was very powerful.

It's just that doing so would inevitably damage the prestige of the Light Church, but for so many years, some dark-type ninth-levels and some rogue ninth-levels have been role models.