Chapter 482 Final Battle (Part 2)

The power of sleep originating from Maelim's body is a power of extremely high status.

Because what corresponds to the outside Ma'elim's body is a truly complete set of rules, even if used in this world with incomplete rules, it can cause obvious personal suppression on the power of constructing the network.

Because of this, the Speaker was so surprised when he saw that Anvis relied on a strange power to resist the ball of eternal sleep that he had concentrated with all his strength.

"Humph, it doesn't matter..."

After a moment of surprise, the Speaker came to his senses and shook his head with an indifferent expression.

With the power of Ma'elim, this kind of attack based solely on the power of ordinary rules piled up in huge numbers has basically no effect on him.

And, at this moment, he actually no longer needs to continue fighting.

"Do you feel it? The power from the master of dreams!"

With a trace of contempt and pity in his eyes, the Speaker glanced at Anvis with disdain, and then ignored him completely.

In fact, by this time, Anvis could also feel the abnormal changes in the environment.

The strange sleeping snow in the sky became larger, and the surface of each snowflake began to emit a strange luster like starlight.

The stars in the night sky, which turned into dark yellow eyeballs, also began to emit a strange and ominous light.

They were restless, flashing, and trembling, drawing crazy spiral arcs in the night sky. It was as if there was some kind of extremely huge monster, hiding behind the dark curtain and silently watching the world.

The sound of music coming from deep space became even weirder and clearer. It was a melody that was intertwined with the sound of evil bells and black and white harpsichord, making the listener instinctively have the desire to fall asleep.

The sky began to distort, and countless shadows of dream predators dragging dark tentacles circled and danced wantonly in the night sky.

Even the silver-purple moons, which had never changed, began to take on an ominous dark yellow color at this moment.

"The final moment has arrived! He is coming!!"

Looking up at the changes in the night sky, the Speaker stood in the starry snow, with a strange sense of intoxication in his tone.

Snowflakes flew through his body without any obstruction at all, as if the Speaker was just a phantom.

At the same time, the area of ​​the entire abnormal area also began to expand on a large scale.

"Has the leader come this far?"

On the top of an unnamed hill thousands of kilometers away, gray mist in a cloak stood side by side with the stars, gazing at the endless distant sky.

Although the distance is far away, the changes in the web of destiny can intuitively reflect the situation on the battlefield.

At this moment, with the sudden change in the battlefield situation, the huge abnormal celestial phenomena in the distance can be directly observed with the naked eye.

"Will he succeed?"

Looking at the various strange phenomena in the sky, there was a rare trace of doubt in Xing's cold tone.

"Destiny is unpredictable."

Gray fog spoke with an inscrutable expression.

Due to the arrival of Maelim's power, the breakthrough process brought by the construction network for him was terminated. Currently, he is still stuck on a subtle boundary between the eighth level and the ninth level.

However, this situation was not unexpected to him. As long as the Speaker can break through the zenith wall, then he will be promoted to the ninth level prophet tonight!

Listening to Gray Mist's standard prophetic tone, Xing's blue eyes turned slightly and glanced at him.

"...I won't be sure until the last minute."

Feeling an invisible pressure, Hui Wu considered the strength gap between himself and Xing, and then explained.

In the entire organization, apart from the Speaker, only Xing he could not see through.

"Is this so?"

Xing nodded and looked quietly into the distance again, not knowing what he was thinking.

However, at this moment, unlike the two who were waiting calmly, many high-level professionals belonging to other camps were already extremely pessimistic about the situation.

"Is there no way to stop him?!"

At this time, there was already silence in the web of destiny. Many prophets looked at the vision on the battlefield that seemed like two worlds overlapping, and their hearts were a little silent.

Maelim cannot be predicted by them. In their perception, all the threads of fate involving Maelim, and even the web of fate in the entire battlefield area, have been completely engulfed in darkness.

The lines of fate that represented many ninth levels had already fallen silent long before the battlefield area became completely dark, and were cast in a hazy dark yellow color.

This can only mean one thing: some kind of terrifying existence is about to come. Its identity does not belong to this world, or it is extremely powerful, so powerful that it can even twist the web of fate.

Not only many high-level prophets, but also the royal families of the three kingdoms, as well as the top leaders of the other two empires on the mainland, are also paying close attention to the situation on the battlefield.

No one had thought before that the speaker's plan would be so crazy. They can even use the plan to smoothly carry out this unprecedented large-scale summoning ceremony.

This caused them to lose their best chance to stop the Speaker, and now it was too late to stop him forcefully.

"Although God has left, we have walked through the treasure body of God and faced the darkness with the light of God in the mortal world. There is no need to be afraid, because we and God are one."

After seeing the result of almost annihilation of many ninth-order troops, the current Pope Saint Mexia III calmly spoke to many groups of archbishops and made the decision of a last-ditch battle.

"Open the Mirror of the End. This is the war of the entire human race."

Similarly, Gloria III was also ready to use the true foundation of the empire.

He was also very clear about what the real Outer Gods represented to the world.

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….….

"Look! What is that?"

On the top of a mountain far away from the battlefield, a low-level professional of the Spark Organization pointed at the snowflakes that suddenly spread from the direction of the battlefield and spoke in surprise.

"It's snowing? But it's still summer now..."

Looking at the strange snow that was getting closer and closer in the distance, many professionals were also a little confused.

It's not yet the Fire Month (September), and there are no clouds in the clear night sky. Where did this snow come from?

"No... No! That's not snow! Hurry up - run -!"

However, in the eyes of professionals above the seventh level who can sense the power of nature, every snowflake falling from the sky contains a terrifying and terrifying atmosphere.

While issuing the highest level of alarm, their main bodies had already used various secret techniques to slip away before the snowflakes arrived.

At this time, countless low-level and middle-level professionals finally understood and hurriedly used various methods to flee.

But the snow in the distance seemed to expand slowly but quickly. Except for those who really escaped through the flying secret technique, almost all the others were covered by the snow.

As the sleeping snow that even the ninth level could not contend with, these low-level and middle-level professionals naturally fell to the ground in an instant.

"Gods, save us--"

But at the moment of despair, a dark green meteor containing terrifying power fluctuations suddenly flashed through the night sky and plunged into the snow.

Only the real high-level can barely see the true face of the meteor.

It was a giant dragon shining like a diamond, and between its claws, a dark green sun was emitting thrilling and terrifying magic fluctuations.

Gugu, there is still one chapter at midnight.