Ziegler's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and he tried to put the cigarette butt to his mouth, but his arm trembled unobediently.

The blood vessels on his forehead were pounding suddenly, and even if he didn't have to look in the mirror, he knew how hideous and terrifying his face was now.

His mind was blank now, he didn't even have any thoughts, he didn't know what he was thinking or what to think about now, he just wanted to take the battle in the sky into his eyes and engrave it into his memory.

The war of mortals has come to an end, and the next thing is the war between gods and gods, and even legends can hardly participate in a battle of this specification, unless they are like the deceased old duke, or like those old dragon monsters who stay quietly around the southern continent and continue to guard the gods, they can't participate in the war at all.

If he had to choose, he wouldn't have chosen to fight a god with great powers, let alone the magic master of this world...... What do they use to defeat a powerful god?

Even if Cervantes and Serena together can be regarded as a 'god of the earth', even if he has been boosted by legendary magic, leylines and magic furnaces, even if there are tens of thousands of fanatical 'believers' in the city who are providing him with the power of faith, maybe Serena can really squeeze some divine power out of it, but what is the use?

They now have to face a powerful divine power, how can they defeat such a powerful enemy?

Ziegler couldn't think of anything other than 'defeat', even at the level of gods, most of the spell effects were already ineffective against them - even if Cervantes was not a real god now, he was strong enough in his own right - but even if it was just the simplest battle, how could they possibly defeat a god with great divine powers?

"Get out of the way, I have enough power to squander, but you only have this one life. ”

Although he said so, the [Spirit of the Demon Net] released a [Divine Power Shockwave] at Cervantes, and the magic shield in front of him collapsed after only partially resisting the damage, and the powerful shockwave directly bombarded the black dragon's body.

This blow had already made Cervantes peel off, but a pair of vicious eyes were still staring at the [Spirit of the Magic Web].

He is not a true god, and although his strength can already compete with that of a god, he is not a god and cannot possess [transcendent divine power].

This meant that he couldn't use the [Divine Shield] to counteract the [Divine Shockwave], so what could he do with the Magical Shield alone?

Therefore, he can only use his steel-like body to carry it, and no matter how many attacks he has, he needs to use his body to carry it!

But at this time, he was still laughing loudly: "Didn't Lao Tzu say it? Go back!"

The huge dragon roar almost pierced the eardrums of the [Demon Net Spirit], and he looked at the legendary black dragon that was already bleeding from his body expressionlessly, and silently raised the staff in his hand.

His Invoker Legion had fully retreated, and even if he didn't feel sorry for the casualties of the Invoker Legion, he wouldn't let his subordinates die for no reason.

The storm gathered around them, the thunder and lightning scurried through the clouds and mist, and the [Spirit of the Demon Net] looked indifferently at the black dragon in front of him, watching him swing his fist at himself again and again, and the [Divine Power Shield] in front of him was about to shatter after taking a violent blow in a few seconds.

But it's all useless......

At the moment when the [Divine Power Shield] shattered, another [Divine Power Shield] appeared in front of the [Demon Net Spirit], and what was even more desperate was that behind him was his Divine Kingdom!

Even if it was only one of his incarnations, as long as he had a constant supply of divine power, even one incarnation could defeat Cervantes.

There is no compassion in the eyes of this god, he has become a delicate machine without a self in the shock of his faith, and he does everything to make himself stronger, to be able to better maintain the order of this world.

However, Cervantes did not accept it!

Even if everything he does is for the sake of the world, to maintain the order of the world, but Cervantes just doesn't like it!

He doesn't like the so-called fate, he doesn't like everything he thinks is 'bondage', this world is not just one way to go.

Therefore, he kept swinging his fist, hitting the [Divine Power Shield] in front of him like a storm, the flames and qi bloomed at the same time, even though the two fists had already opened the flesh and bones, he did not stop......

Can't stop, won't stop, don't want to stop!

The Spirit of the Demon Web just watched from the sidelines, and his calm expression looked like an outsider, but he held his staff tightly and commanded the storm and thunder.

The blood of his fists swept through the air, but he ignored it, with a wicked smile on his face, and let the blood spurt out like a flame, Cervantes used his fists and the wings behind him to push the position of the [Spirit of the Magic Net], inch after inch, foot after foot, and flew out of the city.

The body is made of steel, and the blood burns like a flame!

The beating heart pushed the blood to flow in the veins, and the passionate emotions ignited the magic contained in the blood, and the flames filled the black dragon's body, and the blood that spewed out also ignited the surrounding void.

Listening to the rebellious laughter in his ears, the [Spirit of the Demon Net] showed his emotions for the first time after appearing.

He frowned slightly, pointing his staff at the black dragon in front of him.

Hate him, hate him, hate him—

So, kill him!

The thunderbolt fused with divine power obeyed the command of the [Spirit of the Demon Net] at this moment, and suddenly stabbed towards the black dragon.

Thundered!

The thunder exploded, the lightning overflowed, and the sky and people's vision were occupied by the sudden explosion of thunder, and the cheers came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Looking at this scene, Ziegler showed a bitter smile, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes......

"Hurrah, Lord Lord—"

The moment he closed his eyes, the cheers of the crowd suddenly sounded in his ears again, and he opened his eyes in astonishment to look at the figure standing quietly in the sky.

He emitted infinite light and heat on this night, bringing light to the people after the street lights went out.

The flames fluttered behind him like a cloak of glory, the moon crowned him, the illusory crown melted into the flames, and the golden light was so dazzling......

His hair stood on end from the electric shock, but the enemy standing in front of him was no better!

The hand holding the staff trembled, and after more than 800 years, he had gained 'wrath' again.

"It's not you......" He whispered, anger in his eyes, "someone has taken my magic...... But that's not you!"

The moment he unleashed his magic, the [Divine Shield] happened to be shattered, but the thunder in the sky was enough to kill the black dragon, so he didn't do anything more.

However, what he didn't expect was that someone would be able to take his magic!

Although he has only seized control of a part, he is the master of all the magic in this world, and who can and dare to take his magic?!

The corners of Cervantes' mouth furrowed, and he said proudly: "That's nature, after all, I'm only half an 'earth god'!"

Immediately afterwards, the black dragon's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly asked, "By the way, were you still playing well just now?"

The old Pope and the Knight Leader seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked back, slightly stunned, and then knelt down on one knee at the same time, and lowered their heads, "My lord!"

With a serious expression and a hidden anger between her eyebrows, Latinia slowly walked out of the temple with her daughter in her arms and looked up at the sky.

Outside the temple, the clergy, who had long been ready for battle, also knelt down on one knee when they saw the gods they believed in.

Latinia just raised a hand and pointed to the sky.

Cervantes then became arrogant and laughed wildly, and the laughter stung the ears of the [Spirit of the Magic Web].

"In the second round, the offense and defense are exchanged !!"

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