The huge Black Flame Continent, like a giant meteorite roaring from the endless starry sky, fell from the sky with the power of destroying the world in a resolute manner.
"Buzz~~~~!!!"
Where it passed, the air was compressed violently, making a sharp whistling sound, and the whole world was trembling for this terrifying force.
Midalun's magic power was also surging, and his magic power was stimulating, as if he wanted to gather all the power in the entire holy city.
There was firmness and determination in his eyes, trying to use his own strength to block Mo Fan's attack that was enough to destroy everything.
However, when Mo Fan's destructive power - the Black Flame Continent, actually arrived, Midarren's power was like a small mantis trying to block a high-speed steel chariot, which seemed so insignificant.
Midalun never expected that the power he had spent a lot of time and energy to brew for a long time would be so vulnerable in front of Mo Fan's destructive attack.
It is also accumulating power, and what Mo Fan accumulates power is a nuclear weapon.
And Midarren himself?
At most, it is just a cannon.
"Bang!!!"
The Black Flame Continent collided with Midarun's power, making a deafening sound. In an instant, the world was torn apart by this impact.
A series of void cracks appeared in front of you.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful energy fluctuation of "sheep" spread out, and Midarren's defense was instantly broken, and he was shocked to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
The continent formed by the black flame was not affected at all, and continued to fall towards the holy city below according to the established trajectory.
Mo Fan, standing in the sky, clearly felt Midarren being knocked to the ground.
He originally had certain expectations for Midarren, thinking that this archangel in the Holy City could use some amazing means, but now it seems that Midarren is far from enough in the face of this blow brewing with all the elements.
A thought flashed through Mo Fan's mind. It seemed that he was really a bit of a big deal to use the flame continent formed by tempering all the elements to deal with a Midarren.
This also made him realize that his understanding of his current power may not be complete enough, and the power he mastered was far stronger than he thought.
The Flame Continent just fell ruthlessly towards the Holy City.
Although it feels like a long time has passed since the beginning of the battle, in fact, it all happened in just a few seconds.
Midarun could not resist, and those ordinary Holy City mages naturally had no power to fight back.
They didn't even have a chance to defend themselves. In the powerful element fluctuations caused by the fall of the flame continent, they were instantly stirred into ashes and disappeared without a trace.
Some holy city mages saw this scene and tried to escape from this wave of destruction. They almost tried their best to run outside the holy city.
They want to defend the holy city to the death, but such death is definitely not what they want.
However, they were frightened to find that this flame continent had a powerful devouring force, covering everything around them, and they could not escape at all.
No matter how hard they struggle, they cannot escape the shackles of this powerful force, and ultimately they can only be swallowed by the power of the Flame Continent in despair.
Midalen, who fell to the ground, had despair in her eyes at this moment.
He struggled to raise his head and looked at the temple of the Holy City.
That temple is the most sacred place in the hearts of all archangels, carrying the glory and faith of the holy city.
At this desperate moment, a faint glimmer of hope ignited in Midarren's heart. If anyone else could save the holy city from the fire and water, it would undoubtedly be their legendary priest.
But no one knows exactly whether the priest is still alive. Even the archangels who have been passed down for several generations are uncertain about the life and death of the priest.
In this life-and-death moment, the sacred temple is like a glimmer of light in the darkness. Although it is slim, it has become the last hope of Midarren.
"Rumbling!!!"
With the continuous approaching of the Flame Continent, the holy city buildings that have not yet been directly affected have also begun to shatter under the powerful energy fluctuations, and eventually collapsed and shattered one after another.
Huge stones and building wreckage fell like rain, raising the dust in the sky.
As early as the beginning of the battle, many people in the Holy City had already noticed the danger and fled.
However, the power of this disaster is far beyond their imagination.
If this level of destruction is not able to escape thousands of miles away in a short period of time, or have a certain amount of strength, even the aftermath of energy will be enough to kill him instantly.
The entire holy city, in front of Mo Fan's terrifying destructive power, was stepping towards the abyss that would never be restored...
Even Sharjah, as an archangel, had already keenly sensed the crisis of the situation and had already left the scope of the holy city.
At this moment, she was secretly grateful in her heart that it was indeed the same as she thought at the beginning. If she stubbornly adhered to the so-called angel principle like other angels and could not let go of that little power and glory, then she would be just one of the many people who had been shaved from their souls and destroyed in this ruin.
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Sharjah is not a person who is afraid of death. On the contrary, she agrees with Mo Fan's idea more.
In her opinion, fusion of magic is the only way for the world to get rid of difficulties and move towards rebirth.
This belief made her make a choice different from other archangels in this fierce conflict.
However, just as the Black Flame Continent condensed by Mo Fan was about to completely suppress the holy city and wipe the once glorious city from the world forever, a dazzling golden light suddenly emanated from the temple lobby of the holy city.
The light was dazzling, as if it was the glory from heaven, instantly illuminating the entire holy city.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
"Bang bang bang bang bang!!!"
"Bang bang bang bang!!!"
When the golden light collided with the Black Flame Continent, the deafening roar sounded like rolling thunder, resounding throughout the sky.
This sound contains powerful energy, as if the heaven and earth are roaring. Even the forbidden spell master could not bear the terrifying sound.
The mages whose strength is under the forbidden curse almost all bleed in seven orifices at this moment, and they were in great pain.
The power of this destructive demon sound is no less than a powerful sound-based forbidden spell, bringing another round of disaster to the entire holy city.
"Waola"
"Waita"
After the first fierce collision, the golden light began to appear cracks, while the Black Flame Continent was still impacting. The golden light was like a fragile mirror, gradually shattering under the powerful impact.
Although it blocked the arrival of a wave of Black Flame Continent, it could not resist Mo Fan's terrifying destructive power.
In the end, the Black Flame Continent landed ruthlessly on the ground.
In an instant, the entire holy city was swallowed up by the raging fire, and its former glory and glory were turned into ashes at this moment.
(This chapter ends)