Chapter 369

In the middle of the battlefield, there is a thick, stench like paste everywhere, which is disgusting.

The violent wind, blizzard, flesh and dust together constituted a howling torrent, and the corpses in the etheric force field were swallowed by the black abyss that spread like a quagmire on the ground, and countless purple taboo spells flashed by, like a pulse. The surging blood veins light up and go out one by one toward the center, like the heartbeat of an existence.

Those taboo incantations are the sacrificial ceremonies with the largest scope and the most terrifying effect that Wilde has set up so far.

Relying on this ceremony, the corpses and souls of all the dead on the entire battlefield will become part of his power, making him stronger and stronger.

Wilde took a deep breath, feeling the surging power gradually filling his body again, roaring like a rushing river, eager to wreak havoc, but his body as a container had completely fallen behind.

But he couldn't completely abandon this body, and its high-speed regeneration ability made it impossible for him to completely destroy himself and let those powers vent.

"call……"

He breathed out an overly hot breath, and looked at his tattered black robe and old suit, large and small wounds, and the broken arm that was bloody and bloody.

Blood dripped continuously, and the wound was rapidly growing blood-colored granulation, fighting against the sharp sword energy covering it, and healed with difficulty.

Wilde twisted his neck, looked at his wound that could not be healed and could not be completely torn, and fell into a short thought. His eyes flickered, and then he stretched out his hand to hold the root of his arm that was only connected by muscles. .

"Hiss..."

The terrifying sound of muscles being torn apart sounded, and he actually pulled out his arm directly, and threw it aside for the ground to swallow it up.

"Whoosh—"

At the next moment, a dazzling white figure descended from the sky, holding a long sword capable of tearing space, and smashed down like a burning meteor.

The raging flames enveloped the man's burly figure in armor, and his eyes were full of anger. He looked straight at Wilde and shouted angrily, "Wilde!——I found you! You can't escape!"

The person who came was naturally Joseph.

After they fought for a long time, Wilde lost an arm and took the opportunity to escape. After a few seconds of rest under the cover of the chaotic ether force field, Joseph chased after him.

Wilde sneered, and the quagmire-like abyss next to him squirmed for a while, and then a huge palm, followed by an arm, slapped Joseph towards Joseph.

"boom!"

The giant palm transformed from his own arm collided with the flames transformed by Joseph, making a loud sound, and the shock wave spread instantly, stirring the viscous air around.

But it's a pity, Joseph shouted violently, his body was burning with white flames, and the sword's edge cut open the palm with an unstoppable force.

"Ugh—"

When the blade landed, a white air wave hundreds of meters high slashed out obliquely, cutting through the air, causing the ether to flow to both sides, destroying everything along the way, and even the palm turned into fly ash.

After Joseph stood still, he looked up, and Wilde was no longer in front of him again.

He raised his long sword horizontally, posed in a certain direction, and said coldly: "It's useless, Wilde, do you just run away?! Two years have passed, and you are no different from back then, just a running away with your tail between your legs. Just a lost dog."

Thousands of meters away, Wilde, who activated the flash again, stood there, his eyes fixed and thoughtful.

At this moment, they all know that the strength of the two sides is similar, and the perception ability is not much different. It will not work to keep the distance, and they will be discovered by the other party immediately.

But what they need most now is time.

The first step to advance to the god level is to comprehend the rules. The two of them arrived almost at the same time, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

The second step is to form a domain.

This is the most critical step of the god level, and it is also the source of their power.

It can be said that in this battle, whoever can form a domain first will win, and both sides are racing against time.

Joseph kept chasing and wrestling with him, leaving him no time to think about how to form his own domain, and he was the same.

In such a high-density battle, it is difficult for one side to relax.

Therefore, they are all waiting for an opportunity...

Wilde slowly revealed a treacherous smile.

Three, two, one.

He finished the countdown in his heart, tremblingly raised the sacrificial knife with his remaining hand and prepared to chant the incantation. Sure enough, he saw Joseph rushing towards him like a white rainbow piercing the sun. His straight trajectory left behind countless ethers The white flame instantly evaporated the abyssal filth that Wilde summoned from the ground.

"good chance!"

Joseph looked at Wilde who seemed to be staying in place due to exhaustion, and thought.

He pretended to raise his sword to block, and shot a feint, but in fact, he quickly condensed ether in his hand and hit Wilde in the abdomen—Wilde was instantly knocked into the air, and with the large amount of burning white flames generated by the explosion of ether, most of Wilde's body disappeared instantly. Turn into broken flying debris!

The moment Wilde was hit, the smile on the corner of his mouth expanded infinitely, and he flew out with inertia.

Since the battlefield had been razed to the ground, Wilde rolled all the way after being knocked into the air, his whole body shattered in the air, until he hit the pillar on the edge of the enchantment created by the dream machine.

Turning into a streamer, Joseph followed closely behind. Seeing Wilde fall to the ground like a dead object, he did not dare to relax a bit, and was ready to step forward to give Wilde a final blow with his sword at any time.

But at the same time, he hesitated subconsciously in his heart, because it went so smoothly...

With Wilde's insidious cunning, Joseph had already tried his best at the beginning, and today, after two years, he shouldn't be defeated so easily.

Joseph hesitated, a speculation appeared in his mind.

But suddenly, his inspiration was struck, his thoughts were interrupted, and he seemed to be touched by something unintentionally. At a long distance, he was attracted by the nameless silk thread of fate.

—Melissa? !

Joseph's heart beat wildly, he turned around suddenly, and through the enchantment wall of the dream machine, he saw his beloved daughter approaching the battlefield!

Unknowingly, they had already fought to the edge of the barrier.

But less than a thousand meters away, the figures of Melissa and Winston were clearly visible. There seemed to be a conflict between the two, and Winston stopped Melissa before saying anything.

"Hey...Joseph, guess what, if I rush over at this time, how likely is it to kill your daughter?"

Wilde's voice suddenly sounded, the tone was indifferent, but full of malice and provocation.

Joseph's expression froze for an instant, and then he couldn't help showing a ferocious expression.

By the time he came back to his senses, he had already slammed on Wilde's body with all his strength again, and a burst of white flames exploded in sight.

In the next second, he immediately realized that this was a conspiracy of Wilde's radical method.

But it's too late!

Wilde, who was left with only the last shattered body, flew away again, spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha thank you Joseph! If it weren't for your strength, I might not be able to get rid of this crippled body. Meet the real god-level domain!"

The flames burned Wilde's body, completely suppressing his self-healing instinct, the withered cells could no longer be regenerated, and turned into nothingness in the raging white, and finally there was nothing left.

But there was indeed something different about the Dark Wizard.

Joseph's eyes were tearing apart, only then did he realize that Wilde had fully understood the rules with the help of the punch just now, and formed his own domain!

The body of the shining knight was wrapped in ether, and he quickly approached and grabbed Wilde, like a burst of light!

But it's still too late!

Before Joseph's hand fell, he saw Wilde's remnant body burning up in the ether flame while maintaining a maniacal laughing posture. At the same time, a new body was reborn from the destruction.

Wilde, who is completely close to the gods, is about to abandon the restrained human body.

Faster, faster—

Joseph drank violently, trying his best to make himself faster than time.

Wilde swelled rapidly in the void, and under the robe was no longer a human body, but a ball of flesh, branching out with dozens of tentacles covered with lacquered eyes.

The black wizard lost his body, like a huge piece of meat that was planted on the floor, only a broken head that was completely inappropriate to the flesh was still showing that weird and mocking smile above the tentacles.

Every god-level existence has its own rules in charge, and at this moment, a new rule field is being formed.

Joseph's eyes were tearing apart, the veins on his forehead and arms bulged, he let out a roar, and wanted to kill the other party before he completely changed.

He raised the sword in his hand, and the place where the sword edge touched began to burn rapidly. The ethers collided with each other and ignited dazzling white flames. Ordinary people would burn through their pupils and vaporize if they looked directly at it.

Behind him, a huge human-shaped light phantom condensed and made the same movements as him, which was comparable in size to that evil and huge black wizard like a piece of flesh.

However, the two figures who are shoulder to shoulder are completely different.

"Joseph, this is the end of my fight with you, fate has come to an end."

Wilde's last head was burned by white flames, his voice was like a decayed bell that was struck, shaking the entire battlefield, announcing——

"I am destroyed."

"What I have been pursuing is destruction, but I can't touch the end and true meaning of destruction, because I can't experience destruction myself, and now, thank you, Joseph, death is the closest to destruction."

"Everything has a result, and the final authority is in my hands."

"Joseph." Wilde used a tone as if he was calling his companions, but his voice was broken, sharp and terrifying, and just hearing it made people lose their minds. He said with a smile:

"You have lost everything, you have lost everything, I have seen it clearly."