Chapter 618 Encirclement and Killing of the Ninth Level
Clemington, the forest estate of Earl Russell.
The ninth level masters the ultimate laws that humans can understand, and has the combat power at the top of the pyramid. Whether they are magicians or alchemists, they all possess extraordinary power that can destroy the world.
The three-on-three touches were followed by various forbidden spells, which were all in disarray. The shock wave also reduced the originally classical and beautiful manor to ruins in a very short period of time, and even the nearby mountains and forests were devastated.
In the sky, Mr. Jing was divided into three, and he was still fighting head-on with the three ninth-level Dharma Saints.
On the other hand, Su Lun and a group of high-ranking warriors from the Dawn Regiment had already made a surprise attack towards their respective targets.
In the blink of an eye, fierce fighting broke out all over the mountain forest.
The sword energy is everywhere, various high-level spells are emerging one after another, and the battle is getting louder and louder.
Those on the plane of gods were also stunned. They never expected to encounter such fierce resistance before taking action.
They thought it was a foolproof beheading ambush, but as soon as they met, they immediately felt that something was wrong.
This doesn't feel like an ambush, but rather like being ambushed!
Not only was "Mr. Mirror" not injured, he was much stronger than before. He was so strong that even three ninth-level Dharma Saints found it very difficult.
And this is obviously a dark-type abyss vampire, but it is so resistant to holy light?
It was severely damaged last time, so why is the same method so ineffective this time?
Furthermore, the other circumstances were too different from what they obtained from the defectors. The targets agreed upon were an eighth-level and a ninth-level target, but in the end, so many strong men were ambushed?
Where do so many masters come from in the alchemy plane?
But even if they knew something was wrong, they still had to fight. The magic circle was set up, so they were destined to have a head-on confrontation.
What's more, in this situation, the Dawn Group will not let them leave easily.
Su Lun also teleported and appeared in front of a cave.
There is a simple magic tower arranged here, with majestic magic power surging, and an eighth-level red-robed magician is continuously gathering magic power into the formation under his feet.
Seeing Su Lun coming over, the red-robed mage didn't panic at all and immediately started chanting a mysterious spell.
In an instant, the nine-pointed star formation under his feet shone brightly, and a thick golden defensive barrier visible to the naked eye was already blessing him.
Su Lun did not recognize that this was the ninth-level arcane-level legion attack magic barrier [Nine-fold Golden Light Spell].
This barrier can resist almost any ninth-level magic, and is most suitable for standing and outputting.
With this restriction, even if a few eighth-level players came, it would be enough to keep him undefeated in a short period of time.
This guy didn't pay attention to Su Lun, and continued to maintain the magic circle at his feet, and the chains of holy light continued to be locked towards Mr. Zhongjing in the sky.
They knew very well that as long as they could behead this ninth-level alchemist native and wait for the three Dharma Saints to take action, the situation would be settled in an instant.
pity.
The red-robed archmage didn't realize what kind of opponent he was facing.
Seeing someone coming, this guy casually tore a precious eighth-level magic scroll from the sleeve of his robe, and instantly cast a lightning bolt, which struck through with a click.
There is nothing wrong with this experienced great mage's response. Leifa is known for its attack speed and power, and because he is well prepared and unable to avoid it, even those of the same level will be severely damaged.
However, just like this inevitable blow, an unexpected scene happened before his eyes.
When he saw the man opposite him covered in dragon scale runes and resisting the lightning strike, the red-robed mage's expression suddenly changed.
He couldn't understand why someone could resist this eighth-level lightning attack head-on?
Could it be another ninth-level alchemist native?
Obviously not.
Su Lun looked at the countless tiny thunder snakes that exploded on his body, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Even Mr. Jing was full of praise after seeing the domineering body blessed by the dragon-patterned golden body. How can it be damaged by an eighth-level lightning spell?
But he didn't underestimate his enemies either.
After all, they are of the same level, and they have condensed into a special magic circle.
The [Forbidden Curse and Sacred Shackles] maintained by these nine eighth-level magisters are integrated into one, and they are connected into a legion using the magic power of the magic circle.
Fighting one is equivalent to fighting nine, and the offensive and defensive methods are not inferior to dealing with a true ninth level.
And Su Lun also knew very well that there was no other way to deal with this kind of magic battle formation except to break through it.
This means that breaking through the first corner is also the most difficult.
Su Lun knew that conventional means would be difficult to break through in a short period of time. If he couldn't break through it here, it would be difficult to break through any other corner of the formation.
Mr. Jing, who is restricted by the Holy Light Chain, is still fighting one against three. Every second of delay is a dangerous one, and the situation must be broken as soon as possible.
Su Lun was also prepared.
He raised his hand and pulled out several space scrolls, and shouted softly: "Unsolved!"
The scroll exploded, and tens of thousands of alchemical gargoyles immediately appeared on the spot, covering the sky and the sun.
At the same time, a huge cross appeared in the sky, and the puppets were connected by silk threads. Tens of thousands of gargoyles instantly gathered into a legionary battle formation.
The gargoyle army moved in unison, and when they appeared, they raised their arms towards the red-robed mage without any delay, and a powerful spatial fluctuation quickly surged.
The power of Su Lun's current puppet army's combined attack skills can easily break through the defensive restrictions of a group of ten thousand people. How can this great magician resist it?
The red-robed mage looked at the tens of thousands of black puppets. He couldn't believe it and his face was ashen.
He didn't think that the opponent's creation of so many puppets was a pretense. As the leader of a 10,000-person corps, how could he not see that the positions of these puppets coincided with some kind of joint attack formation?
However, in order to maintain the magic circle, he could not evacuate.
In desperation, after releasing a few spells and destroying hundreds of gargoyles, the red-robed mage ushered in a devastating blow.
The laws of space in the sky condensed into a huge fist, and there was a loud "dong" sound, like a falling meteor.
The golden light magic shield only lasted for a moment, like a broken egg shell. After a crack broke, the defeat was irreversible.
The magic tower at the corner of the array was directly broken open by violence. The power of the shock wave did not diminish, and a huge pit with a diameter of 100 meters was created on the ground before it completely dissipated.
The red-robed mage's body was crushed into minced meat, with traces of scarlet splattering in the air.
Su Lun easily harvested the souls, took a look, and muttered: What the puppet army likes most is this kind of opponent who stands and outputs.
The first corner of the formation was broken, and the complete formation of the nine great magisters also collapsed instantly.
In other places, the high-ranking warriors of the Dawn Regiment also quickly achieved results.
The high-ranking warriors of the Dawn Regiment were fighting against each other. Now that the battle formation was broken, it would not be a big problem for them to quickly kill an eighth-level magician.
Su Lun was not idle either. He teleported to another corner of the formation and repeated his old tricks. Using the puppet army and the secret technique of [Death Fire], he quickly dealt with the second eighth-level great mage.
He had killed the eighth-level great mage before in the waters of the Kingdom of Dragons, but the battle at that time was a life-and-death gamble, and every contact was like walking on thin ice. The holy domain of the eighth-level magician was a level of law for the seventh-level.
The crushing force poses a fatal threat.
But now that Su Lun has advanced to the eighth level, his understanding of laws is no longer what it used to be. The hegemonic body blessed by [Isaac Dragon Pattern Golden Body] gives him a super strong body that can resist almost all eighth-level magic.
Su Lun can kill the enemy, but it is difficult for the enemy to do anything to him.
Therefore, the threat of the current ordinary eighth level is very limited.
In this way, within a short period of time since the battle began, several corners of the formation had been broken.
Every time a corner of the formation is broken, the constraints of the Holy Light Chain on Mr. Sky Mirror's body are lessened, and her fighting power becomes more and more fierce.
In the blink of an eye, five formation corners were broken one after another, and the [Forbidden Curse·Sacred Shackles] restriction completely collapsed.
This incident also shocked the three Dharma Saints once again.
Seeing Mr. Jing's increasingly powerful fighting force, they didn't know that the magic circle had been broken.
However, even if they wanted to break through the battle formation composed of nine eighth-level great magisters, it would take a lot of time. They really couldn't figure out how the natives of the Alchemy Plane could do it?
However, they were shocked. The magicians who could reach the ninth level were not just talented. They were all the best who had survived countless fierce battles. They also reacted immediately.
Almost at the same time that Su Lun killed the second great mage, Mr. Jing's urgent reminder came from the communicator: "Be careful, everyone, there is a Dharma Saint coming towards you!"
It is not easy for Mr. Mirror's copying ability to block three Dharma Saints from being defeated. But if the enemy wants to make some other moves, she cannot completely block it.
What's more, he is a Time Dharma Saint with very special abilities!
When Su Lun heard the reminder, his eyes sharpened.
The space fluctuated for a moment, and he chose to take the initiative to meet the ninth-level Dharma Saint without hesitation.
Even though the Dawn Regiment had hunted and killed an eighth-level dragon in the waters of the Dragon Kingdom before, its combat power was comparable to that of a ninth-level professional, but it was still the eighth level after all.
At the level of laws, the ninth-level Dharma Saint can master the ultimate realm of laws that humans can master, which has already touched the threshold of the rules.
Above level seven, each level is a big threshold.
Without reaching that level, it is impossible to understand why the ninth level method is so terrifying.
This kind of crushing at the legal level is a fatal threat to professions below level nine.
Just like the Lingdun Catastrophe, the ninth-level Master Pierre could easily kill the eighth-level master who made a sneak attack even if he was seriously injured.
However, Su Lun was able to understand that gap in laws.
He is currently the most physically resistant person in the Dawn Regiment, and only he has a certain degree of confidence in the ninth level of frontal hard steel.
And now it is difficult to put pressure on him at the same level. He also wants to try to see how strong the ninth-level Dharma Saint is.
At this moment, Su Lun had teleported several miles.
When he came, he happened to see an old mage with a white beard heading towards the old sword god Bartolo and No. 19 who were besieging an eighth-level great mage.
As soon as the ninth-level Dharma Saint arrived, the terrifying pressure made everyone's scalp numb.
However, a strange scene immediately unfolded.
The white-bearded Dharma Saint did not use magic to fly, and his figure seemed to teleport, flashing in and out.
As soon as he got close, he muttered something, and the staff in his hand suddenly lit up with a soft white light, and the sanctuary instantly unfolded.
The white light spread like ripples, as if it had triggered some high-level law power, covering the entire place instantly.
Although the old sword god Bartolo and No. 19 were extremely powerful at the same level, they were far from the ninth level in understanding the laws. They did not realize what was happening.
What's more, this is an extremely rare law of time.
In the eyes of others, the old man just teleported all the way here, but in the eyes of Su Lun, who is also proficient in the law of time, it is different.
He could clearly see in his eyes that part of time had been distorted, twisting and flowing with a hundredfold distortion that was almost forbidden by time.
But the old man was the only one unaffected.
In other words, the time in the senses of the old sword god Bartolo and the others was almost forbidden, but the old man was not affected at all.
Just this move is enough to put them into death!
This is often the case in battles at this level, where life and death can be decided in a split second.
Unfortunately, Su Lun came very decisively.
From the first time he saw the three Dharma Saints appearing, he had already roughly seen their abilities.
And after harvesting the memories of two eighth-level great magisters just now, all the information has been collected.
How did he not know that this guy named "Time Saint" Ralph Zimmerman was a Dharma Saint who had mastered the law of time.
Su Lun's eyes were shining, no matter how clever the enemy's methods were, there was no secret in his eyes.
Looking at the legendary staff in the old man's hand, he muttered in his heart: "The staff is actually inlaid with [Time Crystal Core]. Wow, what a treasure."
I once had a bit of [Sands of Time] in my hand, which was considered a plane treasure. Now this guy has better luck and got a crystallized time gem to be used as the energy core of the staff.
Even the dismantling materials for this legendary quality staff are immeasurable.
Sure enough, good things are gathered in the hands of top experts.
Using time to kill people, even if the old sword god Bartolo has great swordsmanship, he will not be able to exert even half of his power. He will be killed without even noticing.
This is where the law of time gets tricky.
If you cannot understand the mystery of the flow of time, you can only drift with the tide in the river of time.
Moreover, Ralph Zimmerman's understanding of the Law of Time is very high, so high that Su Lun can understand it, but he clearly knows that he is at least one or two levels behind in understanding it.
Trapped in the sanctuary of time, you can only be at the mercy of others.
It's a pity that Su Lun has the [Ouroboros Time and Space Circle], a time and space treasure in his hand.
If you don't have enough cultivation, you have to collect treasures.
This ring allows him to ignore almost all time erosion below the divine level.
When the Time Sanctuary was covered, Su Lun also pretended to be tricked, and his body fell into a relatively still state like Bartolo and the others.
However, when the old man approached with his staff, he suddenly burst into flames!
A layer of surging green flames lingered on his body, and he slashed at the old man with a knife.
Ralph Zimmerman originally thought that this attack would be enough to kill these alchemy natives instantly. However, he never expected that just as he was about to take action, he caught a glimpse of a person rushing through his Holy Light Sanctuary.
Came over.
How did this guy do it?
He couldn't understand how a native alchemist who was a level lower than his could ignore time distortion?
"He has the treasure of the Law of Time on him!"
Ralph Zimmerman understood something immediately.
Looking at the green flames of death again, he frowned, feeling a fatal threat.
After all, he was a Dharma Saint, and he reacted very quickly, instantly condensing a layer of magic shield on his body. This was the ninth-level arcane magic [Elemental Divine Comedy].
Just when Su Lun struck with a sword wrapped in flames, the shield suddenly exploded.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the magic explosion blew a figure hundreds of meters away in an instant.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the space suddenly fluctuated, and the guy holding the black sickle appeared next to him again.
"Huh?"
The piercing beam that the staff in Ralph Zimmerman's hand had just fired towards No. 19 also stopped, and he felt confused in his heart.
Even if I resisted the [Elemental Divine Comedy] head-on, even if I wasn't seriously injured, I wouldn't have lost any of my injuries, and I could fight back immediately, right?
This is definitely not something that an ordinary eighth-level alchemist can do!
Looking at the faint dragon scale runes on Su Lun's body, the old man immediately guessed something: "This guy also has a weird body!"
He knew that as the alchemy system advanced, some special cursed objects would be fused to enhance oneself. Right now, this person could resist ninth-level spells, which meant that the grade of his advanced fused treasures would be very high.
When Ralph thought of this, the gloom in his eyes disappeared.
But the black scythe was already slashing in front of him, so he couldn't use magic and teleport to avoid it.
When I looked again, I saw that the person had appeared several hundred meters away.
It was in this moment of confrontation that Su Lun forced back the ninth-level Dharma Saint.
He also let out a slight breath, suppressing the restless blood after taking the blow just now, and murmured in his heart: "So strong. Is this the ninth level?"
But not far away, the two Bartolos seemed to have a fragmented vision.
Suddenly, the old man appeared several hundred meters away, and Su Lun, holding a black scythe, appeared on the spot as if facing a formidable enemy.
No. 19 looked at the burning marks on his chest with serious eyes.
The bionic skin had been burned through, revealing the burnt mechanical armor. But she didn't even realize how the marks came about, as if they suddenly appeared in the blink of an eye.
Sword God Bartolo frowned and immediately noticed something.
Wrong time!
Before he had time to think about it, Su Lun had already reminded him: "Be careful, this guy has mastered the law of time."
When No. 19 and the old sword god Bartolo heard this, they didn't know that they had just been on the verge of death.
And at this moment, the mirror light flashed in the sky, and a clone of Mr. Mirror arrived.
As soon as Ralph Zimmerman retreated, his breath was unstable, and then Mr. Mirror hit him again, causing his body to stagnate slightly.
The old sword god Bartolo saw the right moment, drew his sword sharply, and struck down a snowflake sword energy in the sky.
This sword can kill an eighth-level giant dragon, and it can also kill a Dharma Saint!
Ralph Zimmerman's expression changed slightly, and he could no longer completely avoid it. With a "stab" sound, the sword energy broke through the magic shield and cut a bloody gash on his body.
Although it is not fatal, it does make people feel threatened.
Looking at his bleeding wound, the Dharma Saint finally realized that these guys in front of him had the strength to kill him, and said solemnly in his heart: "I actually touched the realm of rules. It turns out to be the God of Swords."
Before he could think about it, in his field of vision, Su Lun holding a black scythe rushed over again.
Ralph frowned. In his opinion, this guy who ignored his Time Sanctuary was the biggest threat.
No!
These guys are very strong.
He was also surprised, how could there be so many eighth-level monsters and warlocks in the alchemy plane that could withstand the ninth level?
Su Lun and the others would not give the enemy a chance, and they had already surrounded and killed them.
But Bartolo and the others knew their mission very well. They did not stop and once again killed the few eighth-level great magisters who were still alive.
Good news also came from the communicator one after another. There were not many left of the nine formations.
Now that the formation has been broken, everyone in the Dawn Group only needs to kill those eighth-level ones. Then they can concentrate their efforts and slowly surround and kill the three Dharma Saints.
This is the hinterland of Lu Ying, and there are not many corps of tens of thousands of people coming to reinforce it.
The longer it is delayed, the better it will be for the Dawn Group.
As for Su Lun, he joined forces with the clone of Mr. Mirror to pester this Ralph Zimmerman first.
Among the three Dharma Saints, the ability of Old Man Shi is the most difficult to deal with.
As for the other elemental magic saints, the light magic saints, although their abilities are equally deadly to the rest of the Dawn Group, their magic is a common elemental system, and the threat is far less great than the law of time.
A battle of this level is extremely risky. From the very beginning, everyone in the Dawn Regiment was prepared for a fierce battle.
