The Witcher: Elemental Lords

At this moment, Nashya had completely lost contact with the world around him. He felt as if he had been knocked from the heavens down to the earth, utterly bewildered and stunned.

His Death God manifestation had been shattered. The Death God Meditation Technique, which he had painstakingly cultivated for over a hundred years, had been directly reduced to the sixth level. The few rules he had comprehended, although he could still vaguely sense their existence, had lost their connection and no longer existed.

His eyes glazed over as he stared ahead, towards Dole, his heart filled with despair.

He had painstakingly cultivated for a hundred years, even more so to master the powerful Death Deprivation spell, yet he couldn't even withstand a single move from his opponent. All these years of cultivation had been utterly wasted.

The high spirits and unrestrained arrogance he had displayed earlier now seemed like a clown's performance in Dole's eyes.

When the clown couldn't resist jumping out, Dole simply slapped him back into place, reverting him to his original form.

Loss, pain, terror – all these emotions surged into his heart at once.

"Monster, this is a monster," Nashya suddenly thought, then fearfully retreated, shouting, "Monster, monster!" He frantically flew back towards the mountain he had come from.

The black-clad members of the Witch God family twitched at the corners of their mouths as they watched this.

Nashya's mind had been broken, he was ruined.

A ninth-level powerhouse, so easily crippled. Even the clan elder's attack was blocked by the opponent. Just how strong was he?

He glanced at the clan elder, only to see him staring at Dole with an incredibly gloomy expression, his eyes filled with endless killing intent, then his gaze constantly swept towards the Glory Empire.

Comps has arrived, although Comps is only a newly advanced ninth-level, he represents the Glory Empire. Most importantly, Qian Yue is also coming.

The black-clad man gave a signal, and a ninth-level powerhouse beside him immediately set off to chase after Nashya.

Although Nashya's mind had been broken, as long as he could pull himself together, restoring his ninth-level status was not an impossible dream.

They couldn't give up on him so easily.

Five people had come, and now all four of them had extremely gloomy expressions.

Looking at the other side, Dole's four avatars, except for the Death avatar whose aura had slightly diminished, the other three avatars hadn't moved at all.

They were just quietly watching them.

Gloomy, still gloomy. The four of them had faces filled with gloom, and at the same time filled with endless anger and killing intent. This person was truly damned.

At this time, Comps had arrived in the distance, just at the edge of the Glory Empire, not moving forward, and behind Comps, another ninth-level powerhouse was following, but also not coming forward.

Dole's four avatars shared energy with each other, and in less than two seconds, the Death avatar's aura rose again.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding ninth-level powerhouses twitched at the corners of their eyes.

This was a monster, and probably someone they could never afford to provoke again.

This was the consensus of all forces. Even the consciousness of the Great Priest of the Forest Elves, who had maintained a calm state for hundreds of years, couldn't help but be somewhat dazed at this moment.

Dole, how did he cultivate to become so powerful? Crippling a ninth-level powerhouse with one move, this was too powerful.

Most of the surrounding ninth-level powerhouses had only one thought at this moment: Could this guy really be a reincarnation of the gods?

Otherwise, how could he be so powerful?

He was only in his thirties.

Comps was truly shocked at this time. No wonder he was able to challenge Daheitian successfully when he was at the eighth level. This strength, this hardcore style, who could withstand it? He was so powerful at the eighth level, now he was even more terrifying at the ninth level!

Looking back now, looking down on Dole back then was a very unwise choice. He now seriously suspected that those unlucky things that happened to him and Jeb must have been done by Dole.

He was retaliating against them.

But the problem was, they had no evidence and no way to accuse the other party. Now it seemed that the other party might have been experimenting with some small evil spells and didn't have too much malice. If he really had malice, the three of them would probably have died on the spot.

Thinking of this, he immediately jumped out, looked at the Witch God family, and shouted loudly, his voice shaking the heavens and the earth, "Do the people of the Witch God family have no shame? You said it was a friendly exchange, now you want to besiege him?"

The black-clad man and the clan elder glanced at Comps, their faces extremely ugly. Besiege? They wanted to besiege, but with so many people watching around, how could they besiege?

Moreover, with the aura on the other party, how could they possibly besiege?

Now it seemed that the other party was definitely at the peak of the ninth level.

He sensed the distance, the avatar of the Solov clan leader was coming, and only he in the family was at the peak of the ninth level and could deal with this person.

The black-clad man looked at Dole at this time, his killing intent awe-inspiring, "Dole, you are so ruthless. It's just a friendly exchange, yet you directly knocked Nashya into the dust. You are too ruthless, you must give us an explanation."

Far away on the opposite side, Dole's expression was still very calm.

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All the avatars folded their arms in front of their chests, as if there was no one in their eyes. One of the avatars said at this time, "What explanation should I give? He couldn't even block one of my moves. Such a waste, it's fine if he dies."

Another avatar said, "We are both cultivating the power of death. My avatar only made one move, and one of your Witch God family members also made one move. If you lose, you lose. What's the point of saying this now?"

"Shameless person."

Three avatars spoke at the same time, and from different avatars' mouths. This scene was a bit strange and mysterious, and immediately made the faces of the people of the Witch God family as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The clan elder roared angrily, so angry that smoke came out of his orifices.

"I'll have a match with you. If you win, you can leave. If you lose, leave your life behind."

The other two immediately shouted, "Elder, no!"

Dole was obviously very strong, and he still had three avatars who hadn't made a move, and it seemed that they all had separate meditation techniques. As long as one of them was as powerful as the avatar just now, the clan elder would probably not be able to withstand it.

The clan elder shouted angrily, and said, "I am already seven hundred years old, I don't believe that I am not as good as a little baby."

Saying that, he immediately floated out, and a powerful aura of death emanated from his body. The Hope Illusion immediately emanated out, forming a real illusion, and on this illusion, a different aura emanated, as if the illusion and the surrounding world of death were integrated into one day, becoming the incarnation of death.

If Nashya's magic illusion was real, as if it was real, then the illusion on the clan elder was already spiritual.

Nashya's magic illusion was like a painting, and the illusion on the clan elder was equivalent to jumping out of the painting, as if it was a living creature. Although the power had not changed, the feeling it gave people was equivalent to a change from one to ten.

As soon as the magic illusion came out, the clan elder shouted and stepped forward, his power was extremely heavy.

Dole looked at the other party without saying a word, as if he didn't see it at all, and Comps in the distance shouted coldly, and said loudly to the clan elder in the distance, "Phelps, are you sure you want to do this? If you take action, this matter will not be as simple as a friendly exchange."

The clan elder, also known as Phelps, turned his huge magic illusion around and looked at Comps, and shouted sharply, "Shut up, he has crippled a ninth-level powerhouse in our family, why can't I take action? If he has the ability, he can cripple me too."

Comps was a little afraid. He had only recently been promoted to the ninth level, and he was not qualified to talk to the other party, but he still shouted coldly, "Lord Qian Yue's avatar is coming soon, I hope you pay attention."