813 Mayhem (2/2)

At this moment, the corrupt mind made of the power of the primeval hell next to Viken had already been vaporized, and the Blessed Realm, where hallowed hymns were echoing, had been broken as well. Even his body that was transforming between illusionary and real was dimmed, as if the marvelous domain that separated the reality from him could not take such massive energy and such terrifying heat.

Of course, the Lord of Hell believed that it was because the marvelous state was not perfect enough and had not touched the essence. Otherwise, it could never have been broken by pure violence.

Maltimus was delighted at Viken's situation. Eternal Blaze was indeed almost as powerful as God's Arrival.

However, before he had the opportunity to attack, the divine kingdom and the primeval hell on Viken's two sides spurted out their powers again, and the Blessed Realm and the Corrupt Mind reappeared, protecting Viken at the center.

His cooldown seemed to have been reduced to the minimum, and he had infinite and incessant energy.

Under such circumstances, the Lord of Hell and the Silver Moon naturally failed to seize the momentary opportunity!

Viken was not bothered by the collective attacks of three demigods and multiple top legends at all. He continued roaring crazily, ”Not enough! Not enough!”

Together with his roar, the whole world seemed dimmed. In the primeval hell that was jumbled with various colors, the faces of humans and dragons were more vivid than ever. The twelve figures were even leaking out actively.

Inside the Holy City…

A priest who prayed piously was dwelling in the touching atmosphere that was devoid of pain and sadness when he suddenly sensed excruciating pain on his back. A red heart appeared on the ground before him and kept beating in inertia.

He looked at his chest, only to see a gigantic, bleeding hole.

”It's… It's my heart?” He used the last bit of his strength to turn back, only to see a priest that he knew.

The priest's facial muscles were twisted, and infinite hate beamed out of his eyes. He put his right hand on his mouth and licked the blood on it.

He did not look like a human being any longer, but more like a hateful devil!

Why? Since when had he been paying tributes to the primeval devils?

The pious priest collapsed; his question unanswered.

”Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!”

Screams echoed in the Holy City, Aalto, Ifai, Rentato, and many other small cities and towns. Dark, twisted, and illusionary shadows that were brimming with negative feelings flew into the sky and embraced the corrupt and desperate mind that the primeval hell turned into!

The evil and dark world spread out and reached another balance with the divine kingdom. The twelve figures in it kept flying to the ground and then flying back in cycles.

The City in the Sky was already covered in a mist, with a starry sky popping up.

After Douglas and the rest of them left, Brook fully activated the defense without the slightest carelessness.

However, the sorcerers in Allyn were still more or less panicked. Mr. President's order and the uncanny view of the sky that they could see had given them uncanny fear.

Suddenly, an explosion burst out, attracting the attention of all the sorcerers around. They saw that a sorcerer had been blown into two halves by an enormous fireball, and his body was still burning in the flame. On his opposite side was a young sorcerer whose face was full of jealousy. He was attacking everyone around him crazily.

What's going on?

The sorcerers in Allyn were even more panicked.

On the top floor of the headquarters, Brook sensed the accident and gave the order calmly. ”With the help of the city defense, the Punishment Department will execute the sorcerers who have been corrupted by primeval devils before. The other sorcerers are allowed to defend themselves with magic without being restrained by the rules of the Congress of Magic. Everyone, there is no need to panic. No more people will be corrupted under the blockage of the city defense.”

At this moment, an archmage came to his library and reported, ”Mr. Brook, something strange has happened!”