Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 662 Countercurrent 3 Breaths

The sky was getting light, but the fog in Requiem Valley had not yet dissipated.

The dragons spread their wings, stirring up clouds of air, and the flags in the camp fluttered.

Thirty Moonfall Blades were already in position, their silver plates hanging from their waists, awaiting orders.

At this moment, the team from Luoshen Academy also entered the training ground.

Hundreds of apprentices, carrying books on their backs, were arranged into three square formations; more than twenty instructors were stationed on both wings; the guardians walked in the front, swords and staffs in hand.

Constance walked at the front of the team, the corners of his robe fluttering in the wind.

He did not shout orders, but simply raised his hand, and dark clouds gathered in the sky in an instant. Lightning flashed among the clouds, like war drums welcoming the legion.

Xingluo stood on Xiaohei's back, and with a wave of the time pen in his hand, a sequence invisible to the naked eye appeared in the air.

That was the first order: forward advance.

The Moonfall Blade was activated instantly, and thirty people moved at the same time, landing hundreds of meters ahead.

Almost at the same moment, Constantine shouted, "Thunder Curtain!"

The apprentice formation chanted in unison, and the dark clouds above their heads suddenly collapsed. With a "boom", a thunder barrier unfolded in front of the Moon Meteor Blade.

Oros flapped his wings and flew over the thunder curtain. The lightning in his mane connected with the thunder curtain, instantly turning the area a hundred meters ahead into a sea of ​​thunder.

If this were an actual battle, the enemy vanguard would surely be wiped out.

Xingluo looked at this scene with cold eyes, but nodded slightly.

“That’s the rhythm I want.”

In the second round, Xingluo raised his hand and rang the silver bell lightly.

Vaner and Sargon led the group of flames into the air, the flames in their chests ready to burst out.

Constantine just held up a finger.

A storm followed, and the strong wind carried the flames, stretching the blazing ball into a huge whip of fire.

The fire whip was swung down in the lightning, the air was ignited, and the ground turned into a piece of black glass.

The apprentices cheered excitedly, but were stopped by their instructors in a low voice: "Remember, this is a drill, not a celebration."

They understood that if this combined attack of fire and thunder were used in actual combat, it would either result in rivers of blood or be instantly carbonized and dissipated by the wind.

Xingluo fell on Xiao Hei's back and said coldly:

"Good, but not enough. I want a combined attack that can break through the gods' defenses, not fireworks to scare mortals."

Constantine glanced at him sideways, his lips curled up slightly. He didn't expect to be looked down upon by this little guy. "Then try this."

Celta and Aye spread their wings and flew up, and the frosty air covered the sky.

Their goal is to freeze the enemy's front line.

The time pen in Xingluo's hand flickered, and a crack of time appeared in the air.

"Freeze the front."

In an instant, Celta's cold air was forcibly compressed in the crack.

The crack opened up, and the enemy's shadow in the void ahead was frozen, as if time itself was frozen.

Even for training, Xingluo found the remnants of the Temple of Light for them.

Aye's layers of frost spread out, and the frozen battlefield was covered with layers of ice fog.

Even if the enemy breaks through the first layer, they will be frozen again in the next layer.

Constantine sighed softly, "You stuffed my storm and their cold into the cracks of time... Xingluo, you are using the heaven and earth as a cage."

Xingluo responded with a smile: "The cage is not used to trap the enemy, but to bury him."

Constance waved his hand, and the academy apprentices chanted in unison.

This is their "resonance spell".

Hundreds of spells were superimposed at the same time, forming a torrent of energy that could not be captured by the naked eye.

The torrent was swept up by the storm and turned into countless lightning arrows, pouring down like a flood.

The dragons flapped their wings and took off. Falia's silver wings cut through the lightning arrows, splitting them into countless light blades that landed accurately on the ground.

The soldiers in the Dwarf Workshop were stunned.

This was the first time they saw that the academy's spells were no longer isolated spells, but turned into powerful killing weapons on the battlefield.

Barlock couldn't help but mutter, "This is more like a legion."

It's Mogo and Roxanne's turn to appear.

Mogo chanted softly, and the power of the abyss caused the ground to tilt, the void to be distorted, and the enemy army seemed to be sliding down the slope.

At the same time, Roxanne opened her eyes, and the entire battlefield instantly fell into darkness.

Only the gray outline is vaguely visible.

Isabel raised her hand, and the light of the Fallen Saint lit up in the darkness, transforming into streaks of black and gold light.

Her veil intertwined with Tia's, and the enemy's holy light was torn apart and turned into dust.

Constantine whispered, "So, your light was reborn in darkness."

Isabel responded calmly, "That's why it's real."

In the last round, Xingluo decided to try the real limit.

He drew a long sequence in the air, his voice cold:

"Three breaths against the current."

The space-time layer suddenly reversed, and the entire battlefield was pulled back to three breaths ago.

All the spells, breaths, and movements that have been released are reproduced.

In other words, one round of attack instantly turned into two rounds.

Constance's eyes fixed, and he immediately raised his hands.

The storm roared, the thunder rolled, and the chanting of the academy broke out again.

At this moment, storm, thunder, fire, frost, void, and the light of the fallen saint all overlapped.

The battlefield was plunged into a torrent of destruction.

Triple attack!!!

Even though it was just a drill, the soldiers felt their scalps tingling, as if the gods were really being buried before their eyes.

When everything calmed down, a deep gully hundreds of meters long had been torn into the ground.

If this were an actual battle, the enemy vanguard would have been reduced to ashes.

Constance slowly withdrew his hand, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

"Xingluo, your legion is now qualified to face the gods head-on."

Xingluo just smiled coldly: "Qualification? No. What I want is - victory."

The two people's eyes met in the air, and the power of storm and time and space collided silently.

Everyone understood that at this moment, the two terrifying forces on the continent had truly come together.

The soldiers knelt and chanted, "Starfall! Storm Lord!"

The sound shook the valley, and even the requiem bell trembled slightly.

Pandora stood in the crowd with a complicated look in her eyes.

She understood that this legion was no longer just a human legion, but a super combat force that brought together dragons, academies, and forbidden demigods.

Even gods have to take it seriously.

Night fell again, and Constantine and Xingluo stood side by side on the ridge.

In the distant sky, the breath of God is looming.

Obviously, it is not so easy for the other party to intervene in the main material plane, otherwise they would not allow them to become stronger and stronger.

Constantine spoke slowly:

“The storm is coming.

I will let the gods know - the storm will not bow to the sky."

Xingluo responded coldly:

"And I will make them understand that time does not stop for God."

The two stood facing each other, with hundreds of dragons, forbidden ones, academies, and legions behind them.

Mo has been taciturn since childhood, but the real family behind him is the Shadow and Fire Clan, the most mysterious clan on the continent, hidden behind the secular family.

Their emblem is an extinguished lamp, symbolizing lurking in the darkness and burning in an instant.

The core strength of the Shadowfire Family is the "Shadowcast Legion".

Their warriors were clad in black iron armor that could completely disappear in the darkness, with only fiery red cracks appearing at the moment they swung their swords.

It is said that their ancestors once fought against demons in the dark abyss and sealed the demon fire into the armor, which has now been passed down from generation to generation.

The Shadowfire Family also possesses a unique tactical magic - "Shadowfire Brand".

This brand imprints an invisible fire mark on the enemy, and when the battle requires it, the mark explodes, and the enemy is instantly transformed into a prisoner of fire.

This method is not only cruel, but also terrifying, so the Yinghuo family has always been feared by the outside world.

When Mo appeared as the head of the family, he was followed by a full five thousand Shadow Fire Warriors.

They marched silently, like shadows spreading across the land.

When they arrived at Requiem Valley, the entire camp fell into silence in an instant, and the mercenaries didn't even notice their footsteps.

Xingluo looked at them and said only one sentence: "You brought the night."

Mo whispered back, "The night burns for you."

Pandora's family is not an ordinary human family, but a mixed-blood royal court that inherits ancient blood.

The mark of the ancient gods sleeps in her blood, and her family regards this as the source of faith and power.

The Holy Blood Warrior uses ancient blood as a medium. His body is far superior to that of an ordinary person and he can use blood to stimulate ancient power.

Blood sacrifice priestesses, who can communicate with souls through blood contracts and master large-scale ritual magic.

The Ancient Blood Colossus is a mysterious puppet formed by the confluence of blood. It is several feet tall and has the power to shake mountains.

The very existence of the Holy See is a provocation to the gods:

They believe in blood, not the Holy Light.