Chapter 750 Saint-Slaying Battle!
“Level 9? Level 82” Master of Energy Neth looked at the two
warriors who charged at it with shields in their hands
disdainfully.
Their strengths were high in the eyes of the average people, but
Neth was an existence who looked down on average saint-level
masters, let alone level 8 and level 9 warriors.
The conference hall of the Nations Summit got noisy since the
audience couldn't believe that these two level 8 and level 9
warriors dared to charge at such an existence.
In the next moment, Dwarf Raff and the other dwarf warrior
held up their huge shields and slashed their double-bladed axes
at Neth's middle section with vicious forces.
However, before the blades touched Neth's body, a horrifying
energy current swept out like a storm!
The huge and violent presence sent the surrounding warriors
flying when they were barely able to scramble and block it.
Faint magic shield lights lit up on the huge shields and the
tremendous energy was weakened greatly when it passed the
huge shields.
The ranged teammates behind them were not affected at all.
Meanwhile, several pure holy light beams fell on the dying
defense warriors who then recovered quickly and charged
again.
Then, another light shield fell on their heads and spread all over
their bodies.
The priests' spell, Holy World: Shield, gave them more
powerful protection. Meanwhile, crisp gunfire came.
Elder Sauk lifted his magic firearm and fired. The bullet that
was engulfed in magic lights instantly exploded on Neth.
A faint light barrier protected it from all the damages that
might have been inflicted by the explosion. When it was about
to fight back with a sneer, ice pallets, blazing flames, lightning
flashes, arrows, and all kinds of magic lights crashed toward it
in waves.
Now, it wanted to retreat but saw the warriors with huge
shields standing on its routes of exit.
Master of Energy Neth could feel that regardless of which
the direction he took, he would receive the most efficient blockage
and stormy attacks.
In the previous raids in instances, the players had to deal with
enemies with great strength and high levels of intelligence,
such as the Lich Lord Kel'Thuzad and the Old God C'thun.
Although the dwarves had just reached the second stage of the
raid against C'thun and hadn't cleared all stages yet, they still
had to be perfect in every detail from equipment, abilities, and
even positions.
Otherwise, the players would be wiped out for a whole year in
the first stage when they encountered the death ray which
would kill them with one touch.
They had been reckless warriors who could only tank damage
with shields when they first did the raid in Scarlet Monastery
led by Mr. Fang. But now, they had become the top-level
master players who were perfect with every detail!
At this moment, even Master of Energy Neth was struck by the
the illusion that it was facing not a few warriors but a wall or a cell
with four iron walls!
“You are seeking to die!” Master of Energy Neth gathered
tremendous energy again and aimed it at the mages and priests
in the back of the group.
This energy was too huge for mortals to block and might turn
anyone it touched into ash.
Yes, as the most powerful spell caster among the saint-level
masters, Master of Energy Neth could turn an area 1,000
kilometer away into a scorched land without moving its feet.
Its spell abilities were obviously greater than those of Demon
Spirit Sal. When it cast the spell, the violent energy between
the sky and the land not only gathered above the heads of
mages and priests, but it transformed into a destructive
hurricane of energy around it.
No spells, including counterspells, could break this protective
shield formed by the horrifyingly huge energy and hurt Neth.
“Unleash! Unleash the full force!” At this moment, the
commander was the First Elder of the Elf Clan. As a saint-level
master, his strength wasn't as strong as his opponent, but his
judgement was much more acute than the average saint-level
masters.
Of course, the level 8 and level 9 existences had a greater
execution ability than average people.
Countless lights of black, white, red, and blue crashed down
like a meteor shower. With about 100 mages above level 8
casting spells, the horrifying magic lights could almost wipe out
anything before them.
Besides, First Elder Hyru, a saint-level master, joined the attack
as well.
Neth's casting speed was very fast, but the Elf Clan's First Elder
and all the mages' spells were instantly cast, and they were even
faster!
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The condensed protective shield was broken in a short time,
and then…
“Shield Bash!”
“Counterspell!”
“Shadow's Fury!”
“Hammer of Justice!”
Neth's face paled a little, and the horrifying force in the sky
began to scatter after losing the energy source!
The spell casting failed!
Then, countless spells poured toward it wildly.
After releasing the last Divine Hymn, Uther scattered like
dissipating golden lights.
Obviously, the character whom Mr. Fang materialized with the
help of the Carrier Rock had reached the time limit.
If Uther were still here, Neth would be very cautious. But
now…
The ‘mages' in the back can heal injuries and cast all kinds of
spells without worrying about being attacked…!
If
can wipe out the mages who can heal injuries and attack
from the distance, I'll see how you can fight me! Neth tore
open a pitch-black crack in space and vanished in it. When it
appeared in the next instant, it stood among the priests and
druids in the back of the group.
Seeing this scene, even the people at the distant Nations
Summit exclaimed. Like a tiger in a herd of sheep, it created
lightning bolts and flames from its hands and reached for a
young mage with its claws.
Seeing this frightening scene, almost everyone's hearts were in
their throats!
The audience had seen how it tore open space with its claws, so
they knew what damages its claws could inflict if the strike hit.
Swoosh!
A white light flashed.
Blink!
As if he had practiced it countless times, Mage Merlin appeared
dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye. Meanwhile, he
pointed his staff lightly and shot a huge fireball at Neth as if it
was a cannonball.
Even though Neth didn't understand how Merlin had dodged
its attack, its claw reached for Priest Dicas who stood nearby
without a pause.
Its real target was Dicas!
But two light beams fell on Dicas almost simultaneously.
[Hand of Protection]!
[Holy Word: Shield]!
Crack!
Immediately, a shocking pitch-black crack appeared in the
place that its hand touched. But in the next instant, it was
horrified to find that its claws didn't break the thin shield. The
Hand of Protection was immune to all physical damage and
thus couldn't be broken by any physical attacks from saint-level
masters.
This attack could scare any average saint-level masters, but
these people calmly handled it as if it was nothing unusual.
At this moment, the audience at the Nations Summit and the
Death Lord sitting in the high sky began to realize that these
level 8 and level 9 figures, who were like cannon fodder in the
eyes of the saint-level masters, were not here under reckless
impulse. Instead, they came here to butcher the saint-level
master!
Chapter end
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