Chapter 146

No one knows what kind of strength she has. They only know that she has been traveling around the chaotic land for so many years, and no one who has troubled her has ever gotten any benefits.

And she is Lu Lin's trump card this time.

She is also the real reliance of Lu Lin's entire plan.

In fact, Lu Lin thinks that the control of the art will be taken away, which is something that will happen with a high probability.

Reason.

Self-knowledge is just that.

But he still has some luck after all, thinking that if he can get away with it and really complete the art, and the other party has no means to take away his summons, then he can directly use the other party's resources to destroy the other party's front.

Unfortunately, luck is luck after all, and the low-probability event did not happen.

However, even if he lost control of the art, Lu Lin can still bet on one thing.

That is to bet that the leader of the Netherworld Cult has made up his mind not to use the trump card of the Nether Abyss today.

If he still wants to accumulate power for the Nether Abyss, then this art will naturally be lifted by him.

But if he does not intend to use the Nether Abyss, the situation is completely different.

Based on what Lu Lin had learned from the Queen before, he actually thought that it was very likely that the other party was unwilling to use the Nether Abyss.

Although "Wrath of Roar" would also consume a large amount of resources in the Nether Beach, it would not shake the foundation of the Nether Beach. As long as time passed, the consumed part would always be restored.

The "Nether Abyss" was different. Once used, the Nether Beach that the Nether Cult had operated for many years would completely disappear, and the surrounding waters would completely turn into dead water after the Nether Beach disappeared because they had once turned into Nether Beach. There would be no life, no nutrients, nothing in it.

If the Nether Cult wanted to cultivate a Nether Beach again, it had to change an area.

But the problem was that they were currently living under someone else's roof, and the only area they could move in was in the vicinity. Once they lost the existing Nether Beach, at least until this large area of ​​water was nourished by the creatures in the vicinity and restored to life, they would not be able to cultivate a Nether Beach again.

Under the premise of not wanting to use the Nether Abyss, the "Wrath of Roar", which consumed half of the magic power of Lu Lin and several great wizards to successfully launch, actually seemed full of temptation.

Although this spell consumes a lot of the Nether Beach, it has a huge amount of magic power contributed by the enemy, so its cost-effectiveness seems not so low.

And judging from the situation on the battlefield, once he summons this giant beast, the night elves will find it difficult to advance the front line.

For him, who can win as long as he delays it, this basically means that he has won.

Unless...

There is a top druid who can't hide on this battlefield.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the leader of the Nether Cult, this is almost impossible. After all, if there were a druid of this level on the scene after the sea dragon appeared, he should have taken action long ago.

For the night elves who want to attack quickly, there is no reason for them to waste a master who can play a big role in the front battlefield to entangle with this sea dragon.

But what he may not have thought of is that this top druid only promised Lu Lin to take action once.

In exchange, Lu Lin agreed to take Li Mi and her to shoot a location.

She would only attack once, so even if Lulin and the night elves wanted her to help when the sea dragon appeared, it would be impossible.

Perhaps that was why she did not reveal her existence.

Therefore, the leader of the Netherworld Cult did not consider that there would be such a variable on the battlefield.

After all, it seems that only the night elves and the Sun Cult are attacking, and it is difficult to think that the Infinite Church is actually involved.

After all, there are so many forces in the Land of Chaos, and he can't take into account the possible assistance of each force, right?

In addition, his attention was distracted by the leakage of the Netherworld Curse before. After finding the key point, he subconsciously followed the most direct logic and chose to take advantage of the situation, taking away Lulin's magic, and wanted to drive this newly summoned beast to completely establish the victory.

When the beast went out to sea and roared towards the night elves' army, the smile of the leader of the Netherworld was almost to the ears.

The shrunken face was full of wrinkles like squeezed bean curd, and people were afraid that he would burst his face with laughter.

Until, his vision covering most of the battlefield saw that on the top of the giant beast, a tender bud slowly raised its head.

Chapter 241 Is the secret of shaking people really to shake ancestors?

The founder of the Netherworld Religion is indeed a genius.

Of course, who can become a master-level figure is not a genius?

But among geniuses, there are also differences in high and low.

Although each master-level alchemist is a genius in ten thousand, there have actually been many of them throughout the history of the world.

And the Philosopher's Stone left by them after their death, there are only dozens of numbers that can be obtained.

And the Nether Crystal left by this genius is one of them.

And the Nether Abyss and Nether Beach, as products derived from the Nether Crystal, their effects are naturally extremely domineering.

Especially the Nether Abyss, its interior is a real life restricted area.

The effect of the Nether Beach is much weaker, but if an ordinary person falls into it, he will be corroded into a corpse within a minute.

If a mid-level warrior mistakenly enters it, he will die inside if he does not leave quickly.

Only high-level warriors may have enough strength and means to deal with the impact of the Nether Beach on them.

It is almost impossible for ordinary plants to grow in it.

When the Infinite Church joined the war against the Nether Church, they were almost helpless against the Nether Beach itself.

It was not until the Nether Church was driven away and the Nether Beach lost the core of the Nether Abyss that they were able to gradually purify it.

It was not that they were incapable, but that pollution had always been countless times simpler than governance.

So even if Moth Amber took action, it would not be able to purify the Nether Beach.

But if it was a giant lost creature born from the Nether Beach, it would be a completely different matter.

When the giant beast fell down on the shore with flowers blooming all over its body, the entire battlefield turned into a beautiful sea of ​​flowers in an instant, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers drifted into the nose of every warrior.

For a moment, the warriors felt that their mana reserves that had been consumed were replenished again, and their physical strength and spirit were restored.

Most of the power stored in the Nether Beach actually became the nourishment of the night elf army at this moment.

After feeling the change in their own state, the night elf warriors also changed their tactics instantly.

Most of them were veterans who had been active on the battlefield in those days, and they had accumulated a lot of combat experience in the remaining years.

This was the advantage of the immortal species. Their long-term combat experience allowed them to judge the most appropriate approach according to the battlefield situation without command.

This was originally a quick attack, and now, they actually gained the advantage of the field that could replenish physical strength and magic power. The moment they realized this, they completely stopped considering saving physical strength and magic power and started the most crazy attack.

On the side of the Netherworld Cult, not only was their morale hit by the fall of the giant beast, but the huge consumption of the magic power of the Nether Beach also greatly reduced their home advantage based on the power of the Nether Beach.

As one side gained and the other lost, the delicate balance of the front was instantly broken, and then, it was a landslide.

The battle line of the Netherworld Cult was instantly torn apart, and then it was completely defeated. In just a few breaths, nearly 30% of the Netherworld Cult members died on the spot.

Among the remaining believers, only half successfully retreated and contracted, and the remaining scattered soldiers could be foreseen to die soon.

As for the so-called shrinking Nether Cultists, with their combat power reduced by more than half, even if they formed a front again, they would probably find it difficult to resist the next wave of attacks from the night elves.

Now their lingering breath is purely relying on the protection of the Nether Cult Master's domain.

The Nether Cult Master was stunned.

The situation really took a sharp turn for the worse too quickly.

A minute ago, he thought he had a sure win, his side had a huge advantage, and the situation was completely stable.

He even began to laugh at the stupid behavior of the night elves using "Wrath Roar" in his heart, which was simply a show of skill before an expert who overestimated his own abilities.

But a minute later, the situation was completely reversed.

He never expected that there was such a powerful druid hidden in the enemy camp, who unknowingly turned the behemoth he summoned with most of the power of the Nether Beach into a large seedling nutrient group. When the first green leaf sprouted, it was too late for him to control the behemoth to return to the Nether Beach.

Although the Archdruids of the Infinite Church can indeed be said to be the natural enemies of most undead creatures, there are probably very few who can do this.

At this moment, he also understood that he had fallen into a trap.

Everything was planned by the other party.

The shielding barrier set up by the night elf wizards was not only to defend against mental attacks, but also to hide the people who used "Wrath Roar", and at the same time, to hide the existence of this Archdruid.

Facing his sea dragon, it was the Grandmaster of the Sun Church, not the Archdruid, who took action, and it was also to let him relax his vigilance.

And the purpose of all this was to weaken the power of the Underworld Beach.

In a sense, he actually guessed right.

The other party's goal was indeed to point directly to the Underworld Abyss.

However, he underestimated the strength of the other party and the depth of his plan.

The front line has collapsed, the Underworld Beach has weakened, and the Grandmaster of the Sun Church in the distance is about to end the battle. The tricks of the great wizards have been completed.

If he doesn't do something, he may have to face all the enemies alone soon.

At this moment, the Netherworld Cult leader made up his mind.

He must use the Nether Abyss!

Otherwise, the Netherworld Cult will die today.

The next moment, the seals in his hands quickly switched, and a huge vortex appeared from the sea, and the terrifying magic power spread out in circles.

"Damn it, it really came to this trick," Wang Fu cursed, and then issued several consecutive commands to organize a new round of fierce attacks.

The soldiers were responsible for destroying the remaining living forces of the opponent, while he and the great wizards tried to break through the opponent's domain.

If possible, he still wanted to prevent the opponent from using the Nether Abyss.

Unfortunately, although they did not spend much effort to break through the Netherworld Cult's defense line that was like a candle in the wind, the release of the Nether Abyss was not a time-consuming and laborious thing for the Netherworld Cult leader who was the holder of the Nether Crystal.

The key was on his head, and all he had to do was to unlock the door and release the Netherworld Dao Shadow behind the door.

The color of the Hades Beach faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, the entire sea area became completely transparent.

At first glance, it was no different from ordinary seawater.

At first glance, no life could be seen, only a pool of dead water.

At the same time, the darkness at the deepest part of the sea slowly emerged, and a stream of water as black as ink rushed straight to the sky, and then turned into drizzles falling from the sky.

However, the coverage of this drizzle was really touching, as if it was only a few square meters of land in front of the Nether Sect Leader.

At first glance, it felt quite funny.

But looking at this scene, Wang Fu frowned.

Although the power of the Nether Beach has been weakened by half, and the scale of the Nether Beach of the Nether Sect is now far less than in the past, the area where the black rain falls should not be so narrow.

This situation may only mean one thing.

The other party is likely to concentrate its strength and summon an extremely powerful individual.

And this individual...

Accompanied by a black shadow slowly standing up from the ground, Wang Fu snorted coldly.

Sure enough.

That was the figure of the first generation leader of the Nether Sect.

Chapter 242 As long as the killing is fast enough, it is equivalent to no reinforcements

After the impact just now, all the followers of the Nether Sect have died.

At this point, the Netherworld Cult leader seems to have no one to protect.

The only thing he can do now is to keep himself alive and hold on until the support of the Holy Church arrives.

As long as he can survive and keep the Nether Crystal, he can then choose one of the Nether Beach Walkers who are currently out on business and have escaped this disaster and train him well, which can at least keep the last trace of the Netherworld Cult.

Since he is the only one to be protected, it is better to find a strongest bodyguard for himself instead of summoning a large number of shadows to consolidate the line that already does not exist.

In this case, the choice is very clear.

He concentrated his strength to summon the strongest shadow in the Nether Abyss - the shadow of the first generation leader of the Netherworld Cult himself.

Although it was only the shadow left by the dead, when that figure appeared, the ominous magic power that erupted from it also made almost all the night elf warriors feel the double tremor of their spirit and soul.

At this moment, the night elf warriors actually felt fear, and their forward steps stopped in place because of their instinctive shrinking.

At that moment, the entire battlefield seemed to be frozen, and everyone stood still.