"No, we can't let the two merge again. Otherwise things will go badly wrong!"
Just when Tao Xiaowu thought of this, the four-flavored witch fire in his body suddenly jumped, as if out of control, leading Tao Xiaowu to fly towards the merging demon.
"There is a soul-burning fire among the four flavors of witch fire...The witch god has already done something!"
At this time, if Tao Xiaowu wanted to break free, he still had a chance.
But after losing the soul-burning fire, his four-flavored witch fire will collapse, which will affect Tao Xiaowu himself.
As a result, Tao Xiaowu will be injured and even lose the chance to hinder the fusion of the demon!
Thinking of this, his face changed slightly, and then he gritted his teeth. Not only did he not break away, but he accelerated towards the merging demon.
Boom, Tao Xiaowu bumped into him.
The Witch God's soul-burning fire burned violently, but it could not harm Tao Xiaowu at all.
The evil spirit on the demon god's body was blocked by the Yin-Yang Bagua Mirror.
Tao Xiaowu rushed over in an instant!
The soul-burning fire and the demonic energy consumed each other and merged with each other, gradually forming a delicate balance.
However, at this time, there was an additional variable like Tao Xiaowu.
The balance was immediately broken!
Tao Xiaowu used all kinds of methods, and the power of the witch seal was unleashed without hesitation.
A loud roar was heard, and countless tentacle-like things penetrated from above the demonic space.
That's the rhizome of the Joan tree!
At the same time, as the rhizomes penetrated deep into the demonic space composed of evil spirits, the witch fire also appeared.
Although it is not like in the underworld, it projects a huge fireball like the sun.
However, it is also like a star, twinkling in the sky.
A steady stream of power came to him, so that Tao Xiaowu's power flourished, pushing the Yin Yang Bagua Mirror to operate.
It seemed that a small vortex was formed between the soul-burning flames and the evil spirit.
However, this whirlpool broke the balance, causing the soul-burning flames and evil spirits to become unbalanced, causing conflict, friction, and collision with each other.
In this demonic space, there are lightning and thunder, and powerful forces annihilate and conflict with each other.
After all, the soul-burning fire is witch fire, the embodiment of the laws of the world, and is incompatible with the evil spirit.
One is positive energy and the other is dark energy.
Originally, there was the soul of the demon god and the soul of the wizard god. As the medium of fusion, a fragile balance was achieved.
However, the balance is broken, the medium fails, and the two forces annihilate each other and conflict with each other, forming a storm of power that seems to destroy everything!
Even Tao Xiaowu was affected by this power storm. If he did not do well, he might be completely torn apart by this power storm.
However, Tao Xiaowu had already been mentally prepared and suddenly gritted his teeth: "Fight!"
Travel through time and space in an instant and step into the copy.
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Copy space, Agulhas continent, Zinselka region.
It had been sunny for a few days, and the Alfreds once again mobilized their troops and surrounded Zinselka Castle again.
This time, the Alfreds were determined to capture the Sinselka Castle and seize the entire rich southern Agulhas!
Under the bombardment of hundreds of artillery pieces, the walls of Zinselka Fort were shattered bit by bit.
From time to time, the Adlan soldiers on the top of the city were hit by the debris blown away by the shells, screaming and falling in a pool of blood.
"Boom boom boom..."
The shells hit the walls of Zinselka Castle as if they were free.
A heavy cannonball hit the solid city wall, was bounced off, climbed over the city wall at a weird angle, and landed in the city.
The screams were endless. A group of Adlan soldiers had just patrolled over and were affected by the cannonballs falling from the sky.
Two unlucky soldiers were passed by by artillery shells. Half of one's body was turned into meat, and the other's thigh was directly hit!
Although it is only a solid cannonball, driven by the huge kinetic energy of the gunpowder, its power is still extremely terrifying.
Even if the force is thrown away, it cannot be resisted by flesh and blood!
Even a loose immortal like Tao Xiaowu, whose physical body has begun to transcend the world, can only barely resist.
If three or five artillery fire come at the same time, the game will still be over!
Of course, Tao Xiaowu couldn't be so stupid as to resist the shells.
With his method of scattering immortals, if these non-explosive cannonballs want to hit him, Tao Xiaowu, it is definitely not a matter of luck!
The Alfreds began to fight back again, despite heavy losses from the last flood.
But there is no way, the Alfred people who control the sea can continuously replenish supplies and soldiers.
The Adlan people were pitiful. During the decisive battle at sea, their fleet was found and overtaken by Alfred's fleet. Most of them were sunk, and they almost lost their combat effectiveness.
Without warship escort, if other transport ships encounter the Alfred warships, they will only be sunk, or simply captured!
At this time, the situation in Zinselka Castle is already very bad!
Although Zinselka Fort is still strong, the supplies stored are enough to last for more than half a year.
But everyone knows that if this continues, they will end up with failure in the end!
There was a feeling of failure everywhere in Zinselka Castle.
Because their military strength has almost been depleted.
The entire Zinselka Fort garrison only had more than 3,000 troops, which was strengthened to 7,000 before the war.
However, in such a long and brutal war, three thousand soldiers were lost.
Morale has declined to the extreme!
Although there are more than millions of indigenous people in the Zinselka area.
However, those indigenous people who only have tattered swords, guns and cold weapons will not be regarded as soldiers.
"It seems that your defeat is inevitable..."
An illusory shadow stood in mid-air, looking indifferently at the battle outside the castle.
Bullets and cannonballs can only pass by underfoot!
"Yes! Unless we can defeat the Alfred Armada!"
There was no one around, but there was a voice answering the illusory shadow's question.
If Tao Xiaowu were here, he would be able to recognize that this voice that sounded out of thin air belonged to Saint Behasr!
"Others may be okay, but these Adlan people can surrender if they really can't.
According to the rules of Barrow Continent, wars between white people generally do not involve killing all the people.
But as the patron saint of Zinselka, your fate is hard to say!"
There was no trace of schadenfreude or excitement in the tone of the illusory shadow, as if he was just stating the most ordinary things.
"Yes, so we must kill the Alfred Armada!"
Saint Behasr's voice sounded again: "I helped you deal with the demon army that you suppressed, and you have to deal with the Alfred Armada for me!"