It seems that Cthun has also found that it is a loss to fight the Wyvern, and the combat power of the mortal hero is unexpected.

The mortals who were not taken seriously by it did a good job of preventing its tentacles from harassing the four guardian dragons.

It definitely changes that.

More giant claws and giant eye tentacles popped out of the ground, tentacles of all kinds, entangled in their own way with every being who dared to stand up to its authority, small or not.

Although the situation has not yet surpassed Duke's knowledge of Cthun, Duke knows that the so-called strategy can be thrown into the flush toilet.

The number of tentacles is completely wrong, as many as a forest.

The most exaggerated thing is that the elemental magic of the natural system in the surrounding air is multiplied and multiplied. Comparatively, the most traditional elements of Frost, Fire, and Arcane are the most repelled by the Mage.

Cthun is using the power of his true god rank to crush all the mages, including Malygos and Duke.

It's its lair, what kind of place it is, it's in charge.

Malygos was furious, which meant that if he wanted to play magic, he would have to be downgraded to the Sunrise. This is an absolute shame for him, who claims to be the sole master of the wizarding world.

He made the decision at once - to give up his best magic, and instead pounce on it, frantically biting and slashing at every tentacle that belonged to Cthun.

Not far away, Duke could clearly feel that at this moment, the laws of magic that all mages were familiar with were being forcibly distorted, and he was leaving him in fear. The chaotic and furious power of Cthun is descending, and the forces it cannot resist are taking over everything.

Duke could hear the web crumbling in the area. The sound of the shattering of the soul vision is more unsettling and terrifying than the roar of the sky falling apart in reality.

Moreover, the magic net is the main part of Duke's main city as a 'god', and the collapse of this part of the magic net is tantamount to cutting Duke's strength by at least thirty percent in one go.

Cthun ...... It's old and spicy!

Duke's face collapsed, the guardian dragon was still a dragon without magic. He is a demigod of the magic department who has been promoted by his human body, and he really can't incarnate Gandalf, the white-robed sword saint, and stab him with a spiral sword?

Duke used to play backstabbing against so many powerful enemies, and he couldn't do anything wrong because most of those enemies had a heart, a so-called vital point.

Cthun, this monster god, doesn't have that thing!

The only way to scare it to death is to shave its vitality and beat it into a piece of.

Duke's spiral sword is really bad here.

There is no absolutely powerful profession in this world, and since he is suppressed at the mysterious level, Duke can only find another way.

"Master?"

"Duke?"

"What should I do?"

"Please instruct!"

Several of Duke's elemental messengers connected through their souls and asked Duke anxiously. They are elemental beings, and without the supply of elemental magic, not only will their strength drop significantly, but they will also have the risk of soul annihilation.

Duke spoke: "You all go back to the magic net outside. Inject as much magic into my body as you can before the web collapses here. ”

"Take care ......" Alonsos Fao seemed to try to persuade Duke to do something, but in the end he only said these two words.

In the center of the horizon, the huge Eye of Cthun was already swelling more and more.

The system's 'High Energy Attack is coming' prompt flickered non-stop.

Anyone can tell that [Dark Flash] is about to be released.

Because there are too many tentacles, the scene is very chaotic.

The most threatening eyeball tentacles are still being beaten, but the giant claw tentacles with stronger vitality are at least three closer to the Eye of Cthun.

The brutal giant claw tentacles twitch and writh instinctively, attacking every lifeform that passes by, and hitting the [Broken Tendon] similar to that of a warrior professional.

This is a skill with a strong slowing effect, and in front of the [Dark Flash] that destroys the world and kills whoever touches it, this is undoubtedly the most vicious death curse.

I couldn't run, because I was going to see the crimson light that symbolized death and swallowed me up.

It's not one person, it's seven people.

If Magni can still rely on [Celestial Descendation] and Tirio can be invincible to overcome this damn negative state, the remaining five people can't run away no matter what:

Minotaur Chief Kane, Roar Grom, Haduron Mingyi, Benedictas, and ...... Thrall!

[Dark Flash] began to shoot, and a thick death ray equal in diameter of its eyeball surged out, striking the ground hard.

Countless insects were fleeing from the gravelly ground, pebbles of all sizes whirling strangely and dancing in fright, and some of the tiny sand even bounced up under the violent vibrations and flew into the air, first molten into glass like lightning in the extreme heat, and then turned into a terrible nothingness along with the insects that could not escape under the touch of the crimson light of destruction.

Kane's muscles bulged like an explosion, and he kept roaring, trying to use brute force to resist the short-term slowing effect of [Broken Tendon].

With a smile on his face, Grom silently stepped into Magni's place, raising his tomahawk with his remaining arm and grabbing a giant clawed tentacle.

Yet everyone but them seems to have accepted their coming fate.

Benedictas no matter how much thought he had, he was a benevolent elder at the moment, continuing his healing.

Realizing that he had no chance of being spared, Haduron did not leave, and stood still, and shot sharp arrows one after another.

Thrall acted less like a great chieftain than a pure warrior, frantically slashing at the tentacles in front of him.

Right!

He was an orc first, then a warrior, and finally a great chief.

An orc warrior, even if he knows that he is dead, will die on the way to the charge.

"No—" Many of the tribesmen's powerhouses let out a terrible wail, but their feet did not stop, and they could only instinctively follow the established tactics, running around Cthun to avoid the invincible power of [Dark Flash].

They twisted their heads and stared at where Thrall was.

For a moment, Woking's heart stopped beating. As Thrall's chief advisor and a staunch supporter of the Horde, Woking spared no hesitation in suspicion with the utmost malice, speculating on allies who were against the Horde or had a vendetta against the Horde.

Now what he feared the most had happened, and in front of him was a perfect opportunity for the alliance to weaken the tribe: this was to fight against the coalition formed by the ancient evil gods, and it was also a war in which the weak would join forces to challenge the strong, and if there were any casualties in such a difficult battle, it would be normal.