Accompanied by howls that would make most creatures feel fear and despair, the demon prince Demogorgon finally began to exert his strength, completely releasing his evil, chaotic, filthy, and crazy power.
Some Ghost City soldiers whose level was not high enough and who did not have corresponding protective magic were frightened out of their wits by the sound containing the power of the abyss. They either curled up into a ball and knelt on the ground and shivered, or they started to turn around and run away as if they had lost their minds.
Those unlucky ones who accidentally looked into the eyes of the two baboons were either charmed on the spot or possessed. They rushed directly into the center of the battlefield and were twisted and swallowed by the dark power released by the Dark Prince Graia.
The battle between the two has gone far beyond the limits of mortal imagination.
Coupled with the ancient god of wasteland, Prim, the entire topography, landscape and environment around Tifantun are undergoing drastic changes.
Rocky mountains within tens or even hundreds of kilometers were dissolved by mud erosion, gradually forming a huge and extremely dangerous swamp.
And these boiling mud formed huge waves that kept rushing towards Grea's location, trying to drag her into it.
All this boiling mud is equivalent to a part of Prim's body.
As long as you are accidentally entangled, you will immediately feel a strong suction force. Even a god-like power like the Prince of Darkness will feel that his power has been weakened, and whether it is reaction, movement or spell casting, he will fall into an inexplicable state.
The sluggishness is as if the whole person is stuck in the mud. No matter what you do, you will encounter huge resistance.
Obviously, this is the unique divine power possessed by Prim.
Although it is not particularly powerful, it is extremely troublesome to combine with its infinite regeneration ability.
Especially with the elusive Demogorgon next to him.
As perhaps the only strongest demon lord in the entire bottomless abyss who has two heads, two personalities, and two personalities at the same time, the scariest thing about this demon prince is that you can never figure out what he will do in the next second.
What kind of reaction.
Because the head called "Amur" represents its rational side, which is very good at long-term calculations and planning, and is very, very patient, and will not be affected by emotions such as anger and violence at all.
On the other hand, the other head called "Haislati" represents the most primitive and instinctive impulse and violence, and will destroy and tear into pieces those who dare to be enemies with it at all costs in battle.
Moreover, they both regard each other as their biggest enemy, and firmly believe that without the other party to completely control their bodies, Demogorgon will become even more powerful, and even transform from a demon prince to a demon king.
In other words, this guy is actually in a kind of high-intensity internal fighting and internal friction 24 hours a day, unable to extricate himself.
The two heads often fight for dominance.
More than half of the chaos and inconsistent behavior in the entire 88th floor of the Bottomless Abyss, the saltwater swamp, comes from this.
Some people say that this is the embodiment of the devil's extremely evil and chaotic nature, while others say that this is the reason why Queen of Chaos defined Demogorgon as a "failed work" after successfully creating it.
After all, in the understanding of most normal intelligent life, the existence of more than two consciousnesses and personalities in one body means that many problems will arise.
But the interesting part is that Demogorgon was able to turn this disadvantage into his own advantage.
No one knows how Amur and Heslati got along, and no one knows what kind of agreement they reached in private, but what is certain is that the two heads have never fallen out of control at critical moments.
Not only that!
They also used the irregular switching of body control between the two personalities, making it impossible for the opponent to figure out whether the decision made at this moment and the attack in the next second were dominated by the rational side or the crazy and violent side.
These two contrasting fighting styles will make the enemy feel at a loss.
It is even possible to control two arms and tails at the same time in a round of attacks to create a "left and right fight"-like coordination.
No wonder even gods and abyss lords like the Spider Goddess Lolth are not willing to provoke Demogorgon easily.
After all, even a vicious paranoid would not like to interact with a psychopath with severe mental classification.
It was obviously the first time for Grea to encounter such an opponent. For a moment, he didn't know how to deal with it. He was almost hit by the opponent's tentacles that could release the withering ability several times.
Although with the blessing of night, his dark divine power has reached its peak, and can even temporarily annihilate the power of two opponents.
However, Demogorgon, who had the upper hand for the time being, obviously had no way to deal with the Prince of Darkness.
Because the latter is still a planeswalker who has ignited a spark.
When he finds that he is trapped and unable to escape, he will immediately activate the spark and disappear from everyone under the cover of darkness, then suddenly appear and attack from an unexpected angle.
At first, the Demon Prince thought this was the other party's use of his own divine power.
But after several battles, he realized that Greia was not simply hiding. Instead, she actually left the continent of Faerûn in an instant and went to a place he didn't know at all, and then suddenly and without warning.
return.
The entire process does not require the use of any magic, spell-like abilities, and there are no spells, spellcasting actions or fluctuations caused by the Shadow Weave.
"You are also a planeswalker like your father Soth?!"
Demogorgon stopped decisively after another round of attacks, with both heads and four eyes staring intently at the young man not far away.
After all, benefiting from the growing scale of the huge cyberpunk city in the ninth level of Baator Hell, attracting more and more visitors and settlers, the identity of Planeswalker Zuo Si is no longer a secret.
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It's just that the demon prince didn't expect that this kind of power could be passed down to his descendants in the bloodline.
Of course, he didn't know that sparks couldn't actually be inherited through blood.
The reason why the Prince of Darkness is able to ignite sparks is related to the fact that he absorbed a large amount of raw energy and matter from the dark void when he was conceived.
Even Zuo Si himself couldn't figure out what the specific situation was. It would take long-term observation of other heirs to draw a conclusion.
However, the only one who can be observed at the moment is little Annie.
If this little guy can also ignite a spark and become a planeswalker in the near future, it means that the spark is very likely to be closely related to the dark void.
It can even be said that the Dark Void created the source of power for planeswalkers - the Spark.
Grea sneered and asked: "Otherwise, why do you think I dare to stay and face so many enemies at the same time?
Do you think I am simply stupid or young and energetic?
No!
That's because I can ensure that I can escape from danger at any time.
Neither you, nor Prim, nor Telamante and his sons in the City of Shadows can really restrict my actions.
This is the power that the Spark gives me, and this is the power of the planeswalkers.
Maybe I can't find a way to defeat you for the time being, but you are also helpless against me.
I can choose to leave at any time if I want to.
But you...
As long as one of you cannot hold on and wants to retreat, then the last remaining people will have to face my pursuit."
As these words blurted out, everyone in the City of Shadows, including Telamante, changed their expressions.
Because they all know how abnormal the power of planeswalkers is.
Even the newly ignited planeswalkers have the ability to travel and locate at will in the endless multiverse, and there are no restrictions at all, as long as there is enough energy in the mana pool to pay.
This means that planeswalkers can teleport thousands of times in a day!
Moreover, it is a precise transmission across planes, time and space, ignoring all distances and obstacles!
Even the use of magic circles and barriers to ban the teleportation magic of the conjuration faction cannot have even the slightest impact on it.
This is just one of Spark's most basic abilities.
Greia can even hide in the dark void for a short period of time, leaving all gods and god-like powers unable to do anything to him.
If coupled with the absolute control of the Shadow Demonic Network, anyone in the City of Shadows who is not mentally retarded can realize what it means to be hunted and retaliated by him.
"Damn it! Father, we can't sit still and wait for death any longer."
The youngest ghost prince—Aglari Tanshur subconsciously clenched his fists.
Although he also has the priest level of Shar, the goddess of the night, he is obviously not as immersed in it as his elder brother. Instead, he feels that everything should give priority to the interests of the City of Shadows.
No matter what the goddess's attitude is, we need to capture Greia as soon as possible.
Otherwise, if you don't even have the bargaining chips to negotiate with Zuo Si, how will you face the anger from the West Coast Empire and the ninth level of Baator Hell?
Obviously, Aglari may be the weakest among all the brothers (Warlock LV10/Warrior LV10/Priest LV6/Shadow Tutor 2, basically a hodgepodge, with a total legendary level of up to LV28, but he has no experience with him)
The matching strength fully demonstrates how bad the indigenous professional combination can be), but he is the clearest one.
He knew that in Shar's eyes, the City of Shadows was just a chess piece and a toy in his hand.
When the goddess finds a new favorite that is more in line with her taste, what awaits her is to be ruthlessly abandoned.
If you don't want to become a miserable abandoned child, then you must do your best to gain more chips.
"you mean……"
Tilamant turned and looked into her youngest son's eyes.
Eglari quickly nodded firmly: "Yes! What I mean is to show my final trump card, and seal the Dark Prince Graia before he can activate the Planeswalker Spark ability to escape. After all, we have done it before
Isn’t it that you have been preparing for so long just for this moment?”
"I agree. At this point we have no way out and must give it a go."
"Father, do you want Coraribonas's death to be in vain?"
The twins Mattik and Vatik stood up decisively and expressed their attitude.
After all, the Prince of Darkness Graya has made it clear that he will not let the City of Shadows go easily. If he doesn't use all his strength at this time, is he going to wait for death?
You must know that as the last floating city preserved in the Netheril era, although the City of Ghosts was the least popular and most looked down upon at the time, the knowledge, magic and technology it preserved were not bad.
Many of the magics designed and created by the top great arcane masters in those days using gods, demon lords, devil princes, elemental princes, and ancient evil creatures as imaginary enemies can still be performed by their large team of high-level magicians.
This is why they knew that Greia had defeated and devoured the incarnation of Cyric, the Prince of Lies, and was a very dangerous god-like power, but they still dared to attack him.
The cautious Telamant lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said to all his sons: "In that case, let's do what you want.
But I hope you remember that you only get one chance like this.
If we cannot complete the magic ritual before the other party reacts, then we will lose our last chance."
"Don't worry, we won't let you down."
There was a strange light in Brenas Tanshur's eyes that was not easy to detect, and he stood up on behalf of all the brothers and gave a sworn guarantee.
After all, with Revalan completely destroyed and Coraribonas killed, he has become the oldest, most powerful, and most prestigious ghost prince present.
"hope so."
Telamant nodded noncommittally, then activated the teleportation magic and disappeared.
To be precise, he returned to the City of Shadows hidden nearby, intending to use this floating city that had been with him for thousands of years as a bargaining chip to stand up and reverse the situation at the critical moment.
As soon as he walked away, Brenas led a group of ghost princes and many high-level magicians such as Hadj Horner to activate the super giant magic circle hidden deep underground.
Accompanied by the chanting of jointly cast spells, an indescribable amount of magical energy began to gather at their feet.
In just a few seconds, the normal magic network around him had already begun to enter an overload state, and a swarm of energy rushed towards Brenas, who was responsible for guiding and presiding over the ceremony.
He himself seemed to have briefly become a god, emitting arcane aura as dazzling and bright as the sun.
The Prince of Darkness, who was very sensitive to energy, obviously noticed this and immediately turned his head and glanced subconsciously.
As a result, this distracting move was immediately caught by Demogorgon. He waved the tentacles on his arms and the hooks on his tail and rushed forward to launch a fierce attack. At the same time, he did not forget to cast spells and summon demons to attract the opponent's attention.
Having lost the opportunity, Greia was immediately forced to retreat, and could only quickly wave the sword in his hand to parry and block.
As a result, he was accidentally poked by the tail thorn, and part of his energy was forcibly extracted in an instant.
This is also another ability possessed by the Demon Prince, which is to seize the life energy from the opponent's body through the attack of his tail.
If a mortal took this blow and was lucky enough not to die, he would have to endure at least one to six additional negative levels.
If you are unlucky enough to lose a level and just exceed the upper limit of your own vitality, then this person will die suddenly and instantly.
Not only that, the extracted life energy will also have an amazing healing effect on Demogorgon.
If there is no injury, then these treatments will be converted into false life, which will be deducted first when attacked.
Fortunately, Grea, as a dark divine power, is naturally immune to level and attribute extraction, so she only lost a little bit of power.
What was really fatal was that Prim suddenly turned into a huge mud wave and smashed down on his head and face.
boom!!!!!!!
Accompanied by the roar of the thick mud hitting the ground, the Prince of Darkness fell to the ground, covered in black mud from head to head, and instantly fell into an extremely weak state.
"Brenas! Now!"
Hajhorna confirmed that this was the best time to take action and immediately reminded him loudly at the top of his voice.
Not only him, but also the other ghost princes had similar reactions.
Just like that, under the expectation of everyone, Brenas raised his arm and pointed lightly in the direction of Greia.
moment!
A golden beam of light fell from the sky and directly hit the center of the battle area.
That terrifying energy impact is completely comparable to a divine impact.
But in addition to the impact, it is also mixed with countless restrictions, restraints and seals of magical power.
More than a thousand runes are densely arranged together, almost covering the entire radius of two to three hundred meters.
The terrifying momentum has far exceeded the scope of most legendary magic.
Obviously, this is the foundation of the last floating city in Netheril, and it is also the terrifying power that several legendary mages and a large group of high-level mages can produce when they jointly cast spells.
Slightly weaker incarnations of gods can only surrender obediently in the face of such power.
The moment the light beam came down, the Prince of Darkness, who had never known what fear was, showed very obvious emotion and nervousness on his face.
"Is it...successful?"
Vatik asked in an uncertain tone.
His twin brother Mattik shook his head subconsciously: "Don't ask me, I'm not the host of magic rituals. You should ask Brenas."
Just as the two of them were talking, the light shrouding the night sky began to gradually dissipate, and finally everyone saw the scene at the center of the light pillar.
I saw Grea still standing on the ground. The black sludge surrounding him had completely disappeared at this moment. Even the body of Aragami Prime was blown beyond recognition. The large black sludge was constantly squirming and reorganizing.
In comparison, Demogorgon's incarnation was much worse.
Not only did it look riddled with holes and tatters, but it was also branded with a large number of magic runes. He was lying on the ground and couldn't even stand up.
Obviously, anyone who is not blind can see that the light beam just now should have hit the demon prince's head directly, not Greia's head.
Hit...hit crookedly?!
All the mages involved in the magic ceremony showed expressions of shock, absurdity and disbelief.
They couldn't accept this result at all.
After all, Brenas has one of the highest spellcasting levels among all the ghost princes, and is deeply trusted and respected by his father Telamant. How could he make such a low-level mistake at such a critical moment?
Of course, it was not only the people in the City of Shadows who were confused. Greya, who thought he was "lucky" to escape, was also confused about the situation.
Because he was very sure that the terrible magic just now was not a mistake at all. It was not him who was targeted from the beginning, but the demon prince Demogorgon.
After a brief silence, one of the heads of the victim Demogorgon took the lead and yelled angrily: "Idiot! Idiot! Retarded! What the hell are you doing? Even the larvae in the abyss will not make such a mistake! You guys
It's best to break this spell quickly and give me an explanation, otherwise I swear I will drive you all away."
"mistake?
No, no, no, this is not a mistake.
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After all, this farce has been going on for so long, and it’s time for it to end.”
Brenas completely ignored the looks of the people around him, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a weird smile.
"What's the meaning?"
Demogorgon's head named Amur obviously sensed something, and his eyes and tone suddenly became dangerous and deadly.
But Brenas didn't care at all. He slowly pulled out a silver sword from his waist, and suddenly plunged it into the back of Hajhorna's heart at lightning speed.
Although this deputy of Tilamant had blessed himself with a large amount of protective magic, it somehow collapsed on its own in an instant.
With a popping sound, the sharp sword blade penetrated directly through the heart and was exposed from the chest. A large amount of blood spurted out from the wound, turning the robe and the ground completely red in just a few seconds.
This sudden scene shocked everyone.
Especially the eldest son Revalan, who had always wanted to kill Hajhorna but never dared to do it. At this moment, his eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open, completely unable to believe what he was seeing.
Because he couldn't figure out what his brother's motive was for doing this.
After all, Brenas not only has no grudge against Hajhorna, but the relationship between the two is also very harmonious, so there is no reason for such a move.
Just when everyone was in shock, Brenas suddenly swung his sword and launched another sneak attack on the nearest Vatik. The sharp sword tip was the same as the last time, instantly disintegrating the protective magic on the latter, and
The beheading was completed at lightning speed.
When the dazzling column of blood shot up into the sky and his head rolled down from his neck to the ground, Matik, as a twin, finally came to his senses. He distanced himself from his brother with a quick step and shouted: "Brennas"
!What are you doing? Have you betrayed your father and the City of Shadows?"
Upon hearing this, Brenas immediately let out a burst of contemptuous laughter, shook off the blood on the silver sword, and replied with a creepy attitude: "Betrayal?
This is not a betrayal, I am just carrying out the orders given by my master.
After all, you fools who don't care about life or death are attacking the heirs of the great master.
It's totally reasonable for him to take some small counterattacks, isn't it?
What's more, it should be an honor for all of you to die under this Demon Moon Blade.
After all, it was born to kill spellcasters."
"Master? When did you join the Emperor of the West Coast Empire?"
Revalan instantly understood the role played by his younger brother, and was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat.
Because if Brenas is a traitor, it means that all actions in Ghost City are not secret in the eyes of the opponent.
Brenas said meaningfully: "It has been since the last time I was redeemed.
After all, compared to his master, our father is like an antique crawling out of the grave.
He has neither strong strength nor enough ambition and courage.
He has no ability to recast Netheril at all. He is more like an old man who is remembering the good times of the past.
As for you my dear brothers, you are nothing but dogs on a leash by your father.
It’s so funny and sad to see how you scramble to please him and long for his praise and recognition.”
"Asshole! Is this the reason for your betrayal? Have you forgotten that the blood of the Tanshur family flows in your body?"
Mattik was obviously extremely angry and sad. He raised his hand and used a nine-ring protection system [Mana Plunder], hoping to transfer the magic effect of the opponent to himself.
But what he didn't expect at all was that this powerful spell only rebounded directly after Brenas dodged it, and the protective spell on his body was stripped away.
"Be careful! That sword is a powerful magical artifact!"
Yada Tanshur, who had just blessed himself with arcane vision, reminded everyone loudly at the top of his voice.
Because in the sword body, he even saw the silver fire unique to the chosen one of the goddess of magic burning blazingly.
"Haha, I just said that in front of the Demon Moon Blade, the magical power you are so proud of cannot pose any threat to me. Although I cannot yet exert its full power, only a small part has already
enough."
Having said that, Brenas swung his sword and rushed in front of another ghost prince. He first used the demon-breaking properties of the Demon Moon Blade to destroy all the protective spells and magic items on the opponent's body, and then ruthlessly destroyed him.
Behead.
During this process, all the spells fired at him were basically either absorbed or bounced back.
As a special attack weapon originally created by Zuo Si to deal with the crystal wall mages on the planet Toril, this weapon can not only destroy the protective spells and magic items on the target, but can also absorb and reflect spells directed at the holder.
If it is in the hands of the elect of the Goddess of Magic who possesses silver fire, it can even affect the magic network within a radius of 100 meters, directly "disconnecting" the enemy from the network.
Therefore, in the continent of Faerûn, no spellcaster can compete with someone holding the Demon Moon Blade. This is a complete dimensionality reduction attack.
Just look at the scene where Brenas can easily fight against other ghost princes and many high-level mages by himself.
On the other side, Grea, who had come back to his senses, immediately walked up to Demogorgon, who was restrained and unable to move, with his sword in his hand, and sarcastically said in a slightly mocking tone: "My father seems to have won this contest again.
,Is it right?"
"Don't be complacent, kid.
I admit that Thos is indeed a difficult opponent, and he is also the most cunning devil besides Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell.
But he can't win forever, and he can't never make mistakes.
One day I will catch him.
When the time comes, I swear I will make him pay for everything he has done, a very, very painful price.
Because I am the great demon prince!
No one can offend me and still be safe!"
Demogorgon's head that represents the crazy side - Hesladi roared unwillingly.
In his eyes, the reason why he lost was entirely because his pig teammate, Shadow City, was so bad that even the Prince of Shadows, who was at the center of power, turned out to be a traitor. If he could win, he would be a ghost.
"snort!
I hate guys like you who make excuses for your failures.
And you don't understand my father at all, let alone how powerful and terrifying he is.
If you can't even take me down, how can you possibly pose any threat to him?
Goodbye, dear devil prince, maybe next time we meet you can continue to please me like you did today."
As the last word blurted out, Grea did not hesitate to pierce the opponent's heart with the sword infused with dark divine power.
Then, amid a burst of ear-piercing screams and wailings, Demogorgon's incarnation was quickly swallowed up by the power of darkness, completely transforming into an evil, huge, twisted shadow creature.
Without this most troublesome enemy, the remaining Aragami Prim will naturally no longer pose any threat.
Graya suppressed it without any effort.
At the same time, Telamante seemed to have noticed Brenas's rebellion, and could no longer control the city of ghosts to jump out of its hiding place. With the help of Mythra's core, which can draw unlimited energy from the magic network, it directly set off
The overwhelming spells tried to obliterate this son.
But before he could take action, the "immortal" Ovo, who had been waiting for a long time, also jumped out of the demiplane where he was hiding.
The two floating cities instantly collided in mid-air and started fighting in the sky.
Dazzling lightning, flames and dense magic missiles illuminated the black night sky.
Countless constructs, golems, and undead creatures swarmed forward and started fighting fiercely where the floating city collided and connected.
The mage towers have now completely turned into magic forts with full output.
boom!!!!!!
With a violent explosion, Ovo and Telamant, the two remaining great arcanists from the Netherese era, finally met.
"Why are you going against me? Don't you want to restore Netheril?"
Telamant stared at this "old-timer" who was much older than himself, with strong hatred in his eyes.
Because this is not the first time that the other party has come to trouble City of Shadows.
"Because you are unworthy, let alone qualified to represent Netheril."
Owo gave the reason without hesitation.
It is not difficult to see from the arrogance revealed in his tone that he does not regard the supreme city lord of Yinhun City as someone who can be equal to him.
To be precise, Grand Arcanists are also divided into levels.
The likes of Iolum, Larok and Karthus are undoubtedly in the same category.
Even Owo himself did not dare to say that he could achieve what they did.
But he thinks that there is absolutely no problem for him to be in the second gear immediately behind him.
As for Telamante…
At best, it can only be ranked in the fifth or sixth tier, which is the type that is just enough to reach the threshold of the Grand Arcanist, but its contribution to Netheril is basically zero.
Is this kind of person worthy of representing Netheril?
What a joke!
What's more, the other party also gave up the most important golden spirit of Netheril and fell into the arms of Shar, the goddess of the night.
"Not worthy?
I don’t deserve it, do you?
What were you doing while I carefully protected Shade City and led it back to the material world to rebuild Netheril?
Thousands of years have passed!
You haven’t even built a decent magic academy!”
Telamant clearly lost his guard and roared at the old man, his entire face becoming ferocious as a result.
Owo's attitude even reminded him of his experience when he was a little transparent and encountered obstacles and was looked down upon.
If it hadn't been for the financial support from Karsus, we might not have even been able to get a floating city of our own.
The reason why Telamante hid in the Shadow Plane for so long was to wait for the old and young in Netheril to disappear completely.
But who knew that just when he returned to the material world and thought that his own era had come, Owo suddenly jumped out and intervened.
No one would be able to accept this psychologically.
But Ovo asked in a mocking tone: "What do you think Netheril is?
Is it an ancient land shrouded in the desert of Enook?
Is it the name that was formed from the union of small fishing villages?
Or the floating cities and the magic created by studying the scrolls of Netherese?
No, neither.
None of the above are unique or special.
What truly belongs to Netherese is contempt for the gods!
It is the belief that we can one day surpass the gods with our own strength!
Without this spirit, even if your plan succeeds, it will be meaningless.
Remember those great arcanists who would rather die than receive divine healing?
Why do you think they insist on something that is almost ridiculous in the eyes of ordinary people?
Because this is the true core of Netheril and the glorious tradition that must be passed down.
So from the moment you fell into the arms of Shar, the goddess of night, you and your City of Shadows lost the qualification to inherit the name of Netheril.
I would rather let it become ancient history buried in the sand than see a group of guys who have lost their spiritual core bluffing around under the banner of Netheril."
These words immediately stunned Telamante into silence, and even the noise caused by nearby armies fighting and magic bombardment could not have any impact on him.
After several minutes, he raised his head and asked: "What about you? Why did you seek refuge with Soth? Is the west coast empire he established a country that he believed had inherited the spirit of Netheril?"
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I have been observing Soth for a long time.
When he was still a mortal, I saw the disgust for religious belief in his eyes.
Even when communicating with those gods, they would put themselves on the same footing as the other party.
Although he later accepted Asmodeus's invitation to become a great devil, his core spirit never changed.
The current magic education system in the West Coast Empire is actually a filter that will filter out all talented young people.
After they are absorbed into the Arcane Order, they begin to embark on the path of magic.
Almost none of the members of this organization believe in God, but believe more in themselves.
I felt the familiar atmosphere from them."
"So we don't have to talk anymore?"
Telemante's hands hidden in his long robe subconsciously clenched into fists.
"Yes, there is no need to talk about it. The City of Shadows must fall today no matter what. It is enough for this world to have a country that inherits the spiritual core of Netheril."
As the last word blurted out, Ovo put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, while raising the scepter in the other hand.
In the days of Netheril, this was the etiquette of inviting the opponent to a spell duel.
Although he is no longer alive, he still retains a lot of these habits and maintains aristocratic elegance in every move he makes.
"Then come on!"
Realizing that this stop was inevitable, Telemante also took a deep breath and made the same move.
The moment the two people's eyes met, powerful magical power spurted out instantly, directly pushing out the undead creatures and structures around them, forming a semicircular open space.
Followed by an overwhelming number of instant spells and various magic items.
Because as legendary mages whose spellcasting level exceeds LV35, they all know that normal spellcasting will almost 100% be countered, so they decisively skip the mutual testing phase and directly enter the final stage.
As the two great arcanists of the Netherese era officially started fighting, the war of shadows finally reached its climax.
Even from a distance of more than ten kilometers, you can still see the gorgeous magical effects when the floating cities are fighting each other, as well as the terrifying destructive power.
"Damn it!
These guys are crazy!
First it was the wild god Prim, then the demon prince Demogorgon, and now there is actually a battle in the floating city.
What do they think the material plane is?"
Elminster, who had witnessed everything from beginning to end, was obviously very angry, and his eyes began to shine with the light of silver fire.
Although he initially planned to stop the City of Shadows, he hesitated after discovering that Demogorgon's incarnation appeared on the battlefield.
Because he was not 100% sure that he could defeat this powerful demon lord.
As a result, this stupid kung fu situation began to run wildly out of control.
Now the great sage of Shadow Valley no longer knows how to end it.
Since both sides have already started fighting, it is definitely impossible to break up the fight.
What's even more terrible is that the Demon Moon Blade in Brenas's hand poses a fatal threat to the caster.
Stormy Silverhand gently wiped the sword in his hand and asked in an uncertain tone: "Do you want to take action?
You must know that now is the last chance to intervene.
Once Ovo and Telamante go crazy, the valley may be affected.
In addition, the Dark Prince Graia is also a big trouble.
He doesn't care about other people's lives at all, he is as indifferent as a god of death harvesting lives..."