It is difficult to say whether it is the most powerful or not.
But the impact area instantly spreads to a radius of one kilometer. This magic is the undisputed number one.
Whether in the old world or in the world of the four-element gods.
The Doomsday Judgment all means the power of terror.
Xu Zhi didn't know what was going on in Sandru's head.
In addition to Sandro, Caitlin, and the five outsiders within this kilometer radius, there may be a few zombies wandering around the edges.
In total, there are more than a dozen creatures worth bombarding with this magic.
No one can escape.
This is a magic that does not distinguish between friend and foe, and even the caster himself needs to bear the damage of this magic.
Xu Zhi only had time to turn his magic and pull his cloak, blocking them in front of everyone.
A faint magical light rose on the cloak, and then it became fragmented.
The heat wave and huge explosion impact came, and Xu felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.
The world in my eyes turned red.
Time came very quickly at this moment, but passed very slowly.
Everything seemed to be in slow motion.
Xu Zhi could smell his burnt hair and could see the clothes on his body were torn.
The mental shield on his head could not withstand the power of this explosion, and with a 'click', everything was broken by the impact.
Countless dust was flying in the air, mixed with wind sand, small stones, and fragments of passively detonated electromagnetic blasters, which collided with the inner air protective layer from time to time.
The rising inner energy was forced back to the surface of the body, leaving only a faint light. It seemed that the originally polished and extremely pure inner energy could be compressed further.
He also heard the crunching sound of bones, and the huge impact made him crush someone behind him.
The body seemed to fly more than ten meters like a rag sack.
After it hit the ground abruptly, Xu Zhi's mind came to his senses.
Everything in the vision slowly returned to normal.
A stream of heat surged out of his nostrils.
Xu Zhi groaned, as if every part of his body had been hit by a giant hammer, and he felt pain.
His eyes were a little blurry and his eardrums were buzzing constantly. Xu felt that he might be deaf.
Turning his head slightly, he looked behind him.
Four groups of indistinguishable figures of men and women squirmed slightly on the ground.
Not dead yet.
This is perhaps the best news of all.
Shaking his head, Xu Zhi pulled out several fragments inserted into his body.
A stroke of medical magic was applied to his body, and his body seemed to feel much more comfortable. Xu Zhi stood up unsteadily.
He staggered a few steps.
There seemed to be a scream of 'Ahhhhh~' coming from my ears.
Xu Zhi raised his head and saw Caitlin's wings in the high air flapping weakly twice from time to time. Her charred body fell down like a free fall.
"I will definitely control Sandro's magic release steadily, bah."
Looking at Caitlin, who was beaten to a bloody pulp and didn't know whether she was alive or dead, Xu Zhi vomited.
This partner is really unreliable.
The only effect is probably to recognize the magic released by Sandro.
This slightly reminded Xu Zhi.
Having experience in the dream world, and also having Somra teach magic symbols and rough explanations, he can make the quickest response.
The magic of the magic steering cloak was weakened, and the protection of the inner energy barely allowed their group to escape.
Compared with several of his companions, Xu Zhi felt that his end was much better.
Perhaps the anti-magic properties from radiation played an important role.
At least his body was still intact, not burnt black or charred, and there were still a few pieces of thin cloth covering his body.
After swatting away the sparks on everyone's bodies, a muffled groan could be heard. At least Xu Zhi knew who was with whom.
The helmets with mental shields were on, and the heads were relatively well preserved. This was probably the only place where the four of them had relatively few injuries.
Including Yan Jinbai, they are all half dead now, their bodies have been burned to varying degrees, and large areas of their skin have turned black.
The tactical protective suit he wore outside his body had been burned and twisted into a ball.
Tactical protective clothing with fire-retardant properties did not protect against the flames of the Doomsday Judgment.
But at least the fire didn't spread quickly, and the area where I was wearing my clothes was not burned, saving me from having to go to the hospital for extensive skin repair after leaving the ruins.
After tearing and tearing, several people were burned to death while they were semi-conscious.
Xu Zhi sat paralyzed on the ground, thought for a while, and then felt the heartbeats and pulses of everyone. Each person applied a medical magic spell and drank another energy liquid.
Hexis' level six healing potion was taken out and he drank it slowly.
With the talent of regeneration, healing and medical magic, Xu Zhi never thought that one day he would need healing potions.
Thanks to the generous Hexis.
All kinds of items should be prepared for emergencies and will always be useful.
His body recovered five or six points, and Xu Zhi let out a long breath.
The chanting technique was released from time to time on the battlefield, and his magic value was almost at the edge.
The energy helmet, which can provide fifteen points of magic value, was also used by Xu Zhi.
Xu Zhi was about to continue to treat everyone when he suddenly heard a 'bang' sound and a bone hand stretched out from the dust.
Bones as white as jade.
It's Sandro.
Xu Zhi's pupils shrank.
In the center of the explosion, the old lich did not die, but was buried under the sand in the explosion crater.
If you dare to release this magic, you will naturally have means of protection.
Perhaps what Sandro relies on is his skeleton and torso, which is like gold and stone, and he is not afraid of dying with others.
"Hahaha, they are all dead, they are all dead. If you don't accept the price of peace, that is death, hahaha."
More than 300 meters away, Sandro stretched out his hands from the ground and dug out his head. The old lich laughed wildly for a while.
Looking at the crack in the opponent's skeleton, Xu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. This old guy would be hurt after all.
This kind of magic kills one thousand enemies and damages eight hundred, and whoever plays it will be unlucky.
"Shandru"
Xu Zhi shouted.
"You're not dead yet, that's impossible."
Sandro turned his head and saw Xu Zhi holding a long stick and digging hard into the soil with both hands, trying desperately to drill out.
"Damn heaven and earth, there must be insufficient magic energy, this magic has been weakened again, damn it."
"Be honest with me, Qianjun."
The stick technique, which weighed more than a thousand pounds, fell with one blow. Xu Zhi's hands were numb from the shock, and he did a somersault.
Sandro, who had just dug half of his body out of the soil, buried it back again.
"You can't even break my body with this attack."
As soon as the stick fell, Sandro, who was buried in the soil, had an idea in his mind. He couldn't beat others, and others couldn't kill him.
As a great necromancer, you may not be good at strength or martial arts, but you must be in good health.
At least you won't die if you get beaten.
"I still have the Vulcan Sword."
Xu Zhi grumbled and knocked the old lich to the ground, and the old lich could faintly hear his dissatisfied grunts.
After the surrounding soil was expanded and Sandro was buried, Xu Zhi turned back and looked around.
Caitlin said that the Vulcan Sword could restrain Sandru, and he hoped that this unreliable woman could be a little more reliable.
It's best to be like Vidnina, who calms down after taking a sword.