"I must admit that you are the most difficult opponent I have ever seen, even as difficult as a stargazer.
But now, even if you are blessed with the power to construct a network, what can you do?"
Looking at Anvis who was gathering some kind of attack, the Speaker shook his head.
"The human body has its limits after all. Even if you are at the ninth level, the power you can hold is far from enough to increase your strength enough to stop me."
As he spoke, he even took out an hourglass filled with silver gravel and placed it casually in the air.
"I'm not afraid to tell you, Mr. Zast, there are still about three minutes until His eyes actually come here.
Yes, if you can break through my magic circle before the sand in this hourglass flows out, then you might really be able to stop me and exercise your 'justice'."
Glancing at the silver hourglass beside the Speaker, Anvis chuckled. While concentrating his attacks, he used a strand of thought to directly summon his own magic hourglass.
"No need to worry about it, Lord Farr, I can still judge the completion time of the ceremony."
If someone compares the two hourglasses, they will find that the sand particles in the hourglass next to the Speaker fall significantly slower than the hourglass next to Anvis.
"That's fine."
Seeing that Anvis was not fooled, the Speaker took back the hourglass with some regret and began to control the remaining power of the defensive circle to prepare for Anvis' attack.
His current situation is actually a bit embarrassing, because he must maintain the core of the summoning ritual and continue to provide direction guidance for Ma'elim, the Lord of Dreams. He cannot escape and can only block it.
Moreover, due to the loss of the supply of constructed network power, the peripheral defensive formations are seriously lacking in energy, and only have less than 20% of the protective capabilities of their heyday left, and it is still a one-time use.
Facing Anvis, who controlled nearly half of the constructed network's power, the Speaker could only hope that Anvis' body had limited carrying capacity and was unable to gather enough attacks to break through the shield in a short period of time.
After all, even if there is no supplement, the remaining shield power is still enough to withstand several level-breaking magic attacks.
Under the mixed looks of the two men, when most of the sand in the hourglass had flowed out, Avis' attack was finally gathered together.
It was a blazing white ball with a light blue color. Its light was dazzling, making people think of the stars in the night sky.
The Speaker's judgment was actually correct. Although this clone was transformed by Anvis using the remains of a ninth-level extreme professional, it was still unable to carry an overly powerful network power.
Without saying much, when he felt that the load of this body had reached its limit, Anvis shook his hand, and the light ball drew a bright white line, and almost instantly hit the defensive formation.
"Buzz-boom-boom-boom-boom!"
First there was a short and slight resonant sound of magic power. The next moment, accompanied by extremely terrifying magic power fluctuations, a huge blue-white light ball suddenly exploded in the night sky, and even swept the entire magic circle including Anvis.
Got in.
The strange snowflakes in the sky were roughly pushed aside by the chaotic magic power, and the purple and silver moons in the night sky were reduced to a foil under this dazzling orb. The bright blue-white light even appeared in Mancas thousands of miles away.
The city is clearly visible.
"Gods...what is that?"
Hundreds of miles away from the battlefield, many professionals stationed on the top of the mountain looked at the various terrifying phenomena in the sky, feeling a little frightened in their hearts.
Ever since the strange power descended from the night sky, they had felt a strong sense of crisis, but due to their low strength, they had nothing to do. They could only pray that the ninth-level ministers could successfully defeat the enemy.
Fortunately, what came with the guidance of the magic circle at this time was just a trace of Maelim's power, and the scope of influence was not too large. Otherwise, none of these people would be able to escape.
On the battlefield, Anvis relied on the power of a continuous network to protect himself, and was unscathed by the explosion.
However, as the energy aftermath of the explosion gradually dissipated, the defensive array at the core of the explosion also reappeared.
This attack, which gathered all the power of Anvis, still failed to break the protective circle around the Speaker. Although the latter had dimmed to the point of almost extinguishing, it was still holding on tenaciously.
"Unfortunately, Lord Zast, it seems that fate is on my side today."
Regarding this result, the Speaker slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the magic circle has been almost exhausted, time is almost lost. The remaining time is no longer enough for the opponent to launch an overly powerful attack again.
As for those ordinary attacks, although he cannot leave the magic circle, if he resists with all his strength, it is more than enough to delay the opponent for one minute.
The situation has developed to this point, and all his trump cards have been revealed.
Originally, in his expectation, when the power of the original dream came, those ninth-level people, except those who escaped first, would fall into a deep sleep without any resistance.
He can also successfully complete the entire ritual, then use the power of Maelim to break the zenith wall and move towards the starry sky.
I just didn't expect that there would be a freak like Avis. Not only did he rely on foresight to plan and seize a large amount of construction network permissions in advance, he could even treat Maelim's sleeping power as if it were nothing.
Fortunately, now everything will be completely settled.
"I think we still have a little time, Lord Farr."
Seeing this result, Anvis continued to take action without hesitation. He was ready to quickly smash the speaker's turtle shell and destroy the magic circle.
"...the dying struggle."
Defining Anvis's actions with an indifferent expression, the Speaker looked at the shattered magic circle and began to construct spells in advance.
Finally, with about thirty seconds left for the completion of the ceremony, the magic circle was completely shattered by Anvis' attack.
At the moment when Anvis's spell had just fallen and the flaw was temporarily exposed, the Speaker seized this fleeting opportunity and suddenly activated his own spell.
A terrifying dark golden regular thunder and lightning instantly wrapped around the surface of Anvis's body, creating a fierce conflict with the power of the protective network. Wherever the thunder and lightning touched, the space was unstable and distorted.
Phenomenon.
This is not only for killing, but also for trapping the enemy. The dark gold rule thunder and lightning contains extremely strong binding power, which is enough to temporarily interfere with the flow of mana at the ninth level limit.
However, just when the Speaker took action with all his strength to confront Anvis, a shocking change happened again!
A figure surrounded by terrifying black alien power suddenly and silently appeared behind him.
A strong sense of death emanated from his body, and a large cloud of black air hovered above his head, constantly blocking the falling snow of eternal sleep.
Looking at the speaker whose protective power was weakened due to the powerful attack, the figure had a crazily evil smile on his face, and his hands, filled with the power of death, suddenly penetrated into the speaker's vest!
"My old enemy, how are you doing? During these four thousand years of sleeping, I have been thinking about you every moment!!"