Chapter 761 - Who Says That It Can’t Kill the Enemy Because It’s Fake? (2/2)

A blue magic barrier rose to the sky and soon expanded into a gigantic round dome that enshrouded the place like an upside-down pot lid.

The two white dragons were both greatly shocked.

The Evil God stared at the two white dragons and roared, “You dare to betray me?”

“No, no, absolutely not. Esteemed Abak, we aren’t the cause of this. We never betrayed you.”

One of the men shouted in a hurry, and the other man nodded quickly.

“If it’s not you… who’s scheming against me?” Abak suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. Then, his pupils contracted as he saw the enormous floating city descending from the blue sky.

“Good. Very good. It’s you, Roland.” The young Evil God snorted.

He extended his right hand, and a thick pillar of black light, mixed with some lightning, struck the blue barrier in front of his eyes.

The two different kinds of magic power collided, and the black light blew back the trees.

However, the barriers only shivered for a moment and didn’t seem to be affected at all.

The young Evil God’s facial expression changed.

“You’re so strong?”

When he spoke, he sensed the enormous concentration of energy in the sky. He raised his head, only to see a great blue ball of light next to the floating city.

“Damn it!”

The young Evil God raised both of his hands and established a black magic shield.

Then, the enormous blue magic ball smashed down.

The ball was so fast that it quickly penetrated the blue barrier and collided with the black shield.

After throwing the blue ball down, Roland shouted, “Now is the time! Futi, go down and beat up anyone that dares to resist.”

Futi instantly swooped down as a gigantic silver dragon.

At this moment, the collision of the blue fireball and the black magic shield had caused a huge explosion.

However, the energy and light unleashed by the explosion shrank quickly, as if time had been reversed.

Futi knew that it wasn’t a reverse of time, but that the magic energy was being swallowed by something.

Unfortunately for them, the explosion expanded again in the middle of shrinking.

However, the power of the explosion had dwindled.

A strong wind swept out with explosive energy, causing a tsunami of flames that looked like red donuts to spread quickly.

The flames stopped after moving for several dozen meters.

At this moment, Futi had already covered half of the distance and was about to land.

Then, she saw two blackened dragons fleeing from the center of the explosion.

“White dragons, die!”

Although they had been singed, Futi still detected that they were the same white dragons based on their magic power.

She lunged at them without hesitation and bit the neck of one of the white dragons.

The silver dragons were the fastest dragons.

Also, the two white dragons had been wounded, so she easily caught one of the m after accelerating.

Then, she extended her claws to the dragon’s neck and twisted his head.

After a crack, the dragon’s head was turned 180 degrees. At the same time, the white dragon’s eyes turned gray. The other blackened dragon bellowed, “Big brother… How dare you, bitch!” Futi dropped the white dragon that was almost fully dead and dashed to the other white dragon. In the meantime, the young Evil God coughed on the blackened altar and slowly stood up.

“How did this happen!”

He was baffled. Why was he caught by Roland, the enemy that he wanted to deal with, the moment he showed up?

Had the guy predicted the danger with powers of prophecy?

That was impossible. Considering the negative side effect of prophecy, if Roland had predicted his arrival, something very unlucky would’ve happened to him due to the counterforce.

He was a god anyway.

He was truly confused.

He was about to leave, when a human being suddenly appeared in front of him.

On a closer look, he was none other than Roland.

Then, Roland snapped his fingers, and countless transparent chains darted out of the void into the soil.

They were Dimensional Anchors.

The young Evil God snorted and waved his right hand, cutting all the transparent chains. “You really think you’re Mystra, and the Dimensional Anchors you make can lock down a god?” said the young Evil God mockingly. “How arrogant are you?” Ignoring his sarcasm, Roland said, “I’ve seen your eyes. When I built the floating city, it was you who said that you would ask the other gods to come down and deal with me.”

“You have an excellent memory.”

The Evil God smiled.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly emerged behind Roland and pierced Roland through.

The shadow gradually became real, and it was exactly the Evil God Abak. The Abak on the altar gradually turned transparent.

It was a classic Evil God behavior to ambush in the middle of a conversation.

“I didn’t expect that it would be so easy to kill you…” Abak, who retained the stabbing gesture, smiled gloatingly. Then, his smile froze as Roland was turned transparent.

“It’s just a mirror spell. I know that too.” Roland appeared on Abak’s right side. Then, more Rolands appeared and soon surrounded the guy. “Which of us do you think is real?”

When dozens of Rolands spoke at the same time, their voices echoed and sounded rather intimidating.

“None.” Abak looked around and smiled. “They’re all illusions. Where are you hiding, coward?”

“Really?”

All the Rolands raised their finger at him.

Then, Prismatic Spray appeared on the fingertip of every Roland.

“They’re just illusions…” Abak’s face changed greatly. “Wait, they’re all real…”

Roland was fake, but the Prismatic Spray was real.

It was the dual generation of magic… Those shadows could cast spells too. After all, they were made with magic in the first place. All Roland had to do was to set a timer in advance. Of course, it was easier said than done.

At least thirty gigantic Prismatic Sprays were launched at Abak with long tails of flames behind them like comets.

It was too fast and too sudden.

He wanted to dodge, but there was no time.

Then, it was as if countless fireworks were blossoming where Abak was standing.

The explosion caused by every Prismatic Spray was a storm of fire.

Along with the deafening explosions, it felt like a festival.

However, the Prismatic Spray was much more powerful than fireworks. The blast caused by the explosion trembled the land, making the two fighting dragons feel that their ears were ringing. However, Futi was in a better condition and recovered faster. She bit the enemy while he was still dizzy and broke his neck as she did to the first white dragon.

Then, she turned into a human and landed, breathing hard.

She saw Roland on the altar with a bright yellow ball in his hand.

She felt enormous energy, and something that could shock everybody’s soul.

She craved the tiny ball of light from the bottom of her heart.

Her instincts as a living creature told her that she could evolve into a higher being after she received the light ball, because it was a Divine Spark piece.