The situation in the third battlefield was much worse than the second battlefield before Sori's support. All the teams in Jiulan Continent were dispersed. Only a small team composed of mid-level high gods were still resisting, and the other strong ones were scattered.
Avoiding battles in all areas of the entire battlefield, in terms of military strength, it will not be much weaker than the strong men of the Ice Continent, but it lacks top strong men and cannot form a decent team after being broken up.
Even if an army is formed spontaneously, it can be easily defeated. A leader with the strength of a high-level superior god has highlighted his irreplaceable ability at this time. A high-level superior god wants to turn an army from a middle-level superior god into a powerful one.
It may take some time to completely destroy a team composed of high-ranking gods, but this team can be defeated easily.
What Sori needs to do is to kill the high-ranking high-ranking gods from the Icefield Continent, and then gather the strong men from the Jiulan Continent. In the third battlefield, the strong men from the two continents will at least fight against each other until the other side's support arrives.
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The third battlefield is almost a lake. It looks like a huge lake from a high altitude. For an ordinary strong person, it is comparable to an endless ocean. It would take several god-years to fly from one side to the other.
There is another world under the lake, which is much more complex than the forest environment. Only the strong men from the Jiulan Continent can survive here. There are a few strong men from the Icefield Continent above the lake. Most of the troops are in the water. Sori is surrounded by time and space.
In the Curse Realm, these junior high-level gods cannot detect Sori even if they walk past him.
Suori looked around for a moment, but did not find the figure of the high-ranking god in the air, so he jumped directly into the water.
The lake is very deep, and light cannot reach here. Sori's consciousness covers several kilometers around it all the time, and the pressure of the deep water makes it difficult for his consciousness to extend.
The lower gods would probably be directly crushed to death at this depth. It is countless times deeper than the ocean in the Siqi Continent, and it can only be regarded as a relatively large lake in the God Realm.
Sori quickly reached the bottom of the lake. Generally, only the upper gods can move here. Even if the middle gods can survive here, they will not have the extra strength to fight.
The rocks and trees here are able to withstand the pressure, and are considered rare materials to the outside world for lower gods and middle gods. The life forms that can survive here are almost all of the strength of the upper gods.
There are some corpses and damaged artifacts around Sori. Apparently there was a battle here not long ago, and many high-ranking gods died. Just looking at these corpses, Sori can't tell whether it was the strong men from the Icefield Continent who won or the ones from the Jiulan Continent.
The strong wins.
"It's much more tragic here than the second battlefield." In this environment, the impact on the battle is still relatively large. The naked eye is completely useless. The range that can be perceived by spiritual consciousness alone is very small. The opponent discovers you and you
But he didn't find the opponent. Even if he was of similar strength, he would probably be killed instantly with one blow. The effect of his divine consciousness was now revealed.
Suoli's eyes flashed, and the space-time curse world suddenly produced a squeezing force. A high-ranking god who thought he could sneak attack Soli was directly crushed into mince by the time-space curse world, and his godhead was directly shattered.
If you can't feel the aura of the token, it's probably a strong person from the Icefield Continent. The chance of a strong person from the Jiulan Continent losing their token is very small.
There are very few high-level gods who would act alone in this situation. Since a high-level god from the Ice Continent appears here, it is very likely that there is a team from the Ice Continent nearby.
With a raised eyebrow, Sori headed directly in the direction where the superior god appeared.
The high-ranking god who was directly crushed into pieces by the time-space curse world had no time to send a message to the troops behind him. A team of high-ranking gods not far from Soli didn't know that a evil star had already flown towards him and others.
The environment under the sea is more complex than the forest. Finding a high-level god is not a simple matter. It would also be good to kill more powerful people from the ice continent.
Relying on his nine-star high-god status and the power of several major artifacts, Sori is almost invincible and fearless.
"Hey, why do you think the Lord of the Icefield declared war on the Jiulan Continent?" In this team of more than a thousand high-ranking gods, an eight-star high-ranking god asked his companions.
"Most people are confused. I don't know either. Although there is some enmity between the Icefield Continent and the Jiulan Continent, this kind of divine war will not break out." The companions of the Eight-Star High God are also concerned about this war.
Confused.
"Our Icefield Continent and Jiulan Continent still have grudges after all. Even if this war breaks out, we can barely understand it." An eight-star high god said, "But Moyang Continent will actually join our alliance and fight with Jiulan Continent.
Mainland China is our enemy. This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen in my life."
"The Lord of Moyang, Jiulan Continent, is both a disciple of King Ziyu. They have been classmates for countless epochs. They fight whenever he wants. I don't know why."
"Let's not speculate on the battle between the Lord Gods."
"That's right. We are fighting for the Ice Continent. We don't have to worry about other things."
The reason for the war between Icefield Continent and Jiulan Continent is probably known only to a very small number of high-level gods. As for the reason why Moyang Continent and Jiulan Continent are enemies, even among the main gods, very few know about it. They know the time and space.
Only the three main gods, the Lord of Nine Waves, have imprints.
Fighting for the continent, for the people of the Icefield Continent, they are all heroes, but for the Jiulan Continent, they are invaders. There is no right or wrong in war. Maybe the Icefield Lord's approach is wrong, but the Icefield Continent
The strong men are just fighting for the continent they protect.
History is written by the victors. If Jiulan Continent wins, Jiulan Continent is right, and vice versa.
Having experienced large and small wars on the Siqi Continent, although the scale is far less large than that of the God Realm, Suoli also knows the principles of war. Naturally, he will not have any grudges against these warriors fighting for the continent, but both sides
Being in the hostile camp, Sori will not show mercy at all.
The space-time curse world is expanding bit by bit, and even the range of the ten-star high-level gods is not as wide as Soli. Some high-level gods gradually appear in the scope of Soli's spiritual consciousness, and these high-level gods have not discovered Suo Li.
inside.
"Nearly a thousand people." Suoli gradually enveloped most of the upper gods into his consciousness. With a thought, the space-time curse world expanded violently, forming a huge barrier around them.
The middle-level high-ranking gods immediately discovered the world of time and space, and in the world of time and space, Sori also instantly obtained information about all the high-ranking gods.
"Four eight-star high-level gods." Sori shook his eyebrows. Although the number of strong men in this high-level god team was not large, half of them were mid-level high-level gods, and there were also many seven-star and eight-star high-level gods.
Thousands of layers of consciousness swept through Suoli. Even though Suori was standing in front of him, the only ones who could feel Suoli were those eight-star high gods. In this dark environment, they were also affected by the curse of time and space.
As a result, most high-level gods can even be said to have no fighting ability.
"Space-time shackles!" Sori shouted, and all the junior high-level gods were completely imprisoned in place, "The art of peeling off the cursed world!"
A burst of bright white light erupted from the bottom of the lake without a trace of light, and only one percent of the thousands of high-level gods were left.
Sori's realm of nine-star high-ranking gods is enough to compete head-on with eleven-star high-ranking gods. To deal with these high-ranking gods who have not yet reached a high level, it would be a complete crushing.
Several eight-star upper gods caught a glimpse of Sori's face with the help of the spell world peeling technique. Sori and the others, who won the second place in the genius competition with the one-star upper god realm, certainly remembered it deeply. What surprised them even more was that
In just a few thousand years, the one-star high-ranking god back then had grown to a level far above them.
Not only is his strength far superior, but his realm has also broken through to the level of a high-level god. The first place in the genius battle back then was also bleak compared to the current Sori.
Before he could be surprised for a long time, his consciousness had disappeared along with the fragmentation of his godhead.
A team of more than a thousand high-ranking gods was completely destroyed in just a few seconds, and no one survived.
After taking back the Time and Space Curse Realm, the bottom of the lake returned to calm. Sori slapped his forehead, smiled bitterly, and said, "I forgot to leave a few elementary high-level gods behind. I should be able to get some information by searching for the souls."
During Sori's initial curse world peeling technique, all the junior high-level gods were torn apart, and Sori, the surviving mid-level high-level gods, was unable to search their memories.
"Forget it, wait here for now." The fluctuations of the battle spread far away, and the higher gods in the distance would feel the fluctuations. As for whether they would come to Sori, I don't know.
Sori didn't care about this little time. Running around like a headless fly was not an option. It would be more reliable to wait here for the strong man who heard the news.
Divine consciousness carefully covers this area. Under the strong pressure of the deep water, it is difficult for the fluctuations of divine power to spread. Only the fluctuations of laws and rules can ignore this pressure. If you want to discover other high-level gods, you can only rely on divine consciousness.
Not long after, a group of high-ranking gods appeared in Suo Li's consciousness, and he felt the aura of the Jiulan Continental Army tokens among them. Suo Li couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Obviously, the first batch of strong men who felt the fluctuations of the battle and rushed over were the strong men from Jiulan Continent.
This team has about 2,000 people, which is more than twice the number of the previous Icefield Continent team. But if they really want to fight, this Jiulan Continent team will fail.
The Icefield Continent’s team had more than half of them with mid-level high-level gods, while the majority of the Jiulan Continent’s team were junior-level high-level gods. There were only more than two hundred mid-level high-level gods, and there was only one eight-star high-level god.
Just a name.
This team moved forward very carefully. Although there were many people, it was not a strong team at the bottom of the lake. After feeling the aura of his companions on Sori, the leader of the team, who was an eight-star high god, relieved the pressure a little.
"Excuse me, who is your senior?" the Eight-Star High God asked.
"Captain of the second battlefield in Area D, Sori." Sori replied.