The previous three legendary lichs took the initiative to provoke the Necropolis, which caused chaos in the battle, and the next tactics they used made some of the legendary mages of mankind extremely angry.

At what point has it been, these damned lichs are still putting their personal grudges above the safety of the plane, regardless of their importance! If they were to join them, the Pan-Klein Plane Anti-Zerg Alliance would never be established.

As a result, the old demon warlock and flame tyrant Vihari, who has always been straightforward, has finally made trouble within the guild.

Either the lich will have to leave the Mage's Guild, or they will have to renounce their personal feud and make a soul pact against the Angela Zerg, or Desailok and Vihari will refuse to contribute to this conflicting alliance of spellcasters.

More than a dozen legendary mages gathered together to quarrel with red faces, and the spectacle was no less spectacular than the previous battle.

On the other side, the coalition forces on the church side have made a slight unusual move.

The 9 Legendary Advent Angels gathered in a circle, and the 9 Angel Swords were held high in the air, the tips of the swords were in one place, and the surging divine light surged outward in waves. Under their full force, a spatial rift that was constantly distorting was torn open, revealing a shaky image of the illusion inside.

The many cardinal archbishops who had been waiting for a long time rushed in and rushed into the spatial rift without hesitation. This was followed by the Charismatic Knights, the Templars, the Holy Rank Bishops, and the Holy Order Angels...... After everyone had entered, these legendary angels also withdrew the angel battle array, and while the spatial rift had not yet been bridged, they drilled into it one by one.

In the blink of an eye, the high-end combat power of the church disappeared from the battlefield.

As the lord of the cemetery, Li Xun stood proudly above the void, silently inspecting the treacherous battlefield.

And in his heart, he couldn't help but think about the odds of winning the cemetery.

The wind rose in the void, and the old corpse witch Kel'thugad hurried to his side.

"Master, the church has embellished the half-plane of the mastermind, we ......"

"Let's go check it out! The province really let that big bug run away. ”

At the sound of an order, the legends of the Necropolis began to disappear from the battlefield one by one, and were transferred to the Arcane Tower of the Pioneer that was moving quickly in the Void Storm through various hidden ways.

The departure of the Church and the Necropolis also shows that they all have their own means to continue tracking down the Zerg General, which is especially shocking to the many legends of the Mage Guild.

Once upon a time, the Mage's Guild was unscrupulous throughout the Klein Plane, and no single force or organization had the strength to compete with them. Even those pesky gods have to be in a group to be able to compare with them.

This invincible mentality has also caused the legendary mages of the guild to be extremely arrogant and conceited, and they often claim to be the dominant planes.

But today, in this great war that can have a profound impact on the future of the Klein plane, these 'sons of the plane' have been reduced to deaf and blind, and have lost control of the entire battle situation. And now, they have transformed from the original absolute protagonists into a group of dispensable supporting characters and spectators, and this strong psychological gap has almost made all legendary mages lose their voices.

Where did the other party go? They don't know.

What is the other party going to do? They could vaguely guess.

When the Church team and the Great Necropolis turned the battlefield from the light to the dark, their group of legendary mages of the Mage Guild, with their huge numbers and proud strength, had lost the right to participate in the final battle, and could only stay here to slaughter some abandoned bugs.

This...... What a blow to their group of arrogant and arrogant legendary mages!

For no reason, every legendary mage has a touch of realization and lament in the heart of 'the mage guild has declined'. After the deep regret, there is only an indescribable sadness left in the bottom of my heart.

Once upon a time, the mighty legendary mage, the standing mage guild, had fallen to such a state. This cannot but be said to be a great irony and pathos......

I don't know who led the way, and one after another brilliant portals opened on the battlefield.

Most of the legendary mages stepped into the portal with gloomy faces, and each returned to their own half-plane.

As for the battlefield here, they have no intention and are not willing to continue.

In the blink of an eye, there were only three lichs left in the field, as well as the guild leader Femora, the vice-president Shaslar and Anxor, three legendary mages.

Fei Mora said that he is also the president of the Mage Guild now, although he is only the president of the Mage Guild, and his strength is also very different from those old legendary mages. But his identity is here after all......

These legendary mages didn't even say hello, and they took the initiative to withdraw from the battle. This...... From every point of the word, it means great resentment and silent protest against him.

From now on, it is unknown whether Femora will be able to mobilize these legendary mages in the name of the head of the Mage Guild. And this also means that the Mage Guild is facing the danger and possibility of internal splitting from now on!

Anxel was a disciple of the Lich Ragon, and Femora was a disciple of the Lich Shane, with whom Shaslar was usually friendly. Therefore, with this secret relationship, the remaining six are undoubtedly closer and closer than the other legendary mages.

"Teacher, what should we do in the current situation?" Frowning, Femora couldn't help but ask.

"It's good that those old guys are gone, just so that we can control the entire guild power. Let's go and join up with the guild mages now, and then use the rest of the battle to clear the team. Beneath the exquisite crown of kings, a grim smile appeared on the shriveled and withered skin of Sean VII.

"That'...... The Zerg General ...... "Femoura is still a little hesitant.

"Give it up!" Shane seemed to be very open to this: "Femora, haven't you seen the situation in front of you clearly?" Klein is going to change ......"

"Change?"

"Change?"

Femora and Shaslal asked in unison, their eyes filled with confusion.

"No matter who wins or loses in this battle to strangle the Zerg General, it is impossible for the Crane Plane to maintain the same balance of power as before." Shane turned sideways, and the scarlet soul fire hidden deep in the crystal skull cast his 'gaze' on the still tragic and bloody battlefield through the deep ruby embedded in the eye socket.

Although the legends of the Church and the Necropolis have moved to the battlefield, the remaining ranks are still large, and they have not relaxed their stranglehold on the remaining Bug Army.

"Seriously, I'd rather have the Church side kill that Zerg general. Only in this case will the change in the Crane plane not be too drastic. But if it's the Necropolis that succeeds......" Shane paused, and his mental fluctuations became a little disordered: "Perhaps, the new Crane Plane will no longer have a place for us!" ”

"But we still have the Mage Guild, we have double-digit legendary mages, we ...... We still have the Seven-Ring Tower......" Femora suddenly became inexplicably excited.

With the exception of Shane, the rest of the crowd looked at Femora with sympathy.

He has been in the position of the president of the Mage Guild for hundreds of years, and it is of course false to say that he has no feelings for him. Now, the terrible situation forced him to give up the results of his hundreds of years of operation, and the pain and frustration in Femora's heart was difficult for outsiders to understand.

"Lord Shane, how will the situation on the Crane plane change next?" After all, Anxel is a new legendary mage, and he doesn't have much psychological burden, so he also seems to be extremely calm.

"That mysterious necropolis will take advantage of the opportunity to rise strongly, and quickly grow into the number one force in the Crane plane. At that time, the little Klein will have a three-legged trend of the Great Cemetery, the Mage Guild and the Church. ”

Axel swallowed hard.

"So...... At that point, who will come out on top? ”

"If the Zerg General escapes, it will swallow all of Crane with an endless sea of worms, and there will be no winner. If the Zerg General dies in battle......" Shane paused again: "The winner will be ...... Necropolis. ”

Regardless of today's battle situation, it seems that the name of the Mage Guild is not on the list of future victors. Of course, it's even less likely that there will be a Council of the Dead or a few lich names.

If there is a three-legged situation in Klein, the Necropolis, the Mage Guild, and the Church, then the dominant Necropolis will only point the war against the Mage Guild. There is no way, the paths taken by the two sides are too close, and whoever wants to eat the church must first kill this 'peer'.

On one side is the united cemetery heroes, and on the other side is the mage guild with scattered hearts, and it is almost impossible to say who will win and who will lose!

"Then we ...... now" Femora is worthy of being a veteran legend who has served as the president for a hundred years, and he quickly calmed down.

"Gather the elites of the Mage Guild in front of us, they will be our biggest bargaining chips in the future. If there's a chance left on the Klein Plane, we're here to stay. If the situation is dangerous and needs to be shifted, it is convenient to speak with a strong force in your hand! Sean raised his right hand, and his crystal white bone finger pointed at the guild mage who was still directing the golem puppet in the distance: "Now, we need to completely control them!" ”

As if sensing the killing intent in the underworld, clusters of white light suddenly lit up in the defensive circle where the Mage Guild was fighting.

It's the glow of teleportation spells!

Almost instantly, the team of guild mages who were fighting shrank by more than 1/3.

The rest of the guild mages either didn't receive the spell message from the family, or they were fringe elements that no one cared about. They looked around in confusion, wondering why their companions had chosen to teleport away at the same time after receiving a spell message.

Moreover, the mages who left were mainly senior mages and archmages, and many of them were the core backbone of the major mage families. Their departure seemed to indicate that the Mage Guild was going through a great split from top to bottom.

But the big guys are gone, what about the battle here?

The mage camp that had not moved like a mountain just now suddenly panicked and disordered!