Panlong: Transcending from the Dominator of the Water System

Chapter 70 The Strength of Baruch and His Three Companions, and the Thoughts of the Gods

At this moment, on one of the passages of the Star River, four figures stood in front of the defeated water-based divine plane army.

The leader was a young man in a blue robe, whose water-blue eyes were filled with endless fighting spirit.

The twelve-winged angel simply carried out orders, not even glancing at the four of them. Instead, it continued to unleash its divine power, and with a flash of white light, a terrifying attack transformed into a streak of light that hurtled towards them.

"Battle formation activated, earth defense activated!"

Baruch let out a roar, and then all four of them emitted light simultaneously.

Baruch unleashed the power of the Water God, which surged simultaneously with the Earth God, Wind God, and Fire God powers of the other three.

"Boom~~"

As a deafening sound resounded, a huge circular golden magic circle appeared. As four beams of light merged into it, Amanda was the first to rush forward, her body bursting with a special kind of energy.

The next moment, the magic circle was covered by four-colored light, and each light began to rotate after occupying a quarter of the circle.

"Boom~~"

The combined attack from the plane of light instantly struck the magic circle, causing it to rumble before stabilizing.

"Wind Impact!"

Baruch spoke without hesitation, and Amanda quickly retreated. Bore, dressed in a blue robe, stepped forward, a wind blade appearing between his brows.

The next moment, the energy of the magic circle changed, and a huge wind blade appeared out of thin air, rushing straight toward the center of the twelve-winged angel.

The twelve-winged angel reacted quickly, switching to defensive mode, and a massive golden shield appeared in front of it.

However, the next moment, the wind blades seemed to slice through paper, instantly shattering the protective barrier of light, and the terrifying wind blades slashed towards the twelve-winged angel.

"Chichi~~"

With a single strike, more than twenty twelve-winged angels fell, their bodies shattered into dust.

"How can this be?"

Augusta couldn't help but gasp, her eyes widening considerably, and she was momentarily lost in thought.

"Hope, is this the trump card you developed using the essence blood of the Four Divine Beasts?"

The Lord of Death was also slightly surprised, his mouth agape, before he turned to look at Hope.

"This magic circle is very similar to the magic circle of Redding and the others. I didn't expect that you, Hope, could create a battle formation that the Four Divine Beasts families can use."

Utrecht's hoarse voice rang out, and for once, his expression was unreadable, revealing a hint of surprise in his tone.

Uther was the most knowledgeable of the Four Divine Beasts among the main gods present, and he also had a great understanding of their magic circle, which was a magic circle completed through the special bloodline of the Four Divine Beasts, which could combine their powers.

Utrecht studied it and eventually found that the magic circle required a high degree of balance between bloodlines, and only the Four Divine Beasts could achieve a perfect fit. In addition, it did not help his ultimate move much, so he stopped paying attention to it.

This time, upon seeing Baruch and the others, Utrecht immediately realized that Hope must have created a new person with the bloodline of the Four Divine Beasts through the essence of the Four Divine Beasts' blood and improved the magic circle.

Although the magic array of the Four Divine Beasts is not as powerful as the combined innate divine power, it can still give the Four Divine Beasts the power to temporarily contend with the ruler. Such an array is an overwhelming advantage among the superior gods.

The four Baruchs have now fused five profound mysteries, making them peak Asuras. With the fusion power of the magic array, they are both defensive and offensive. Without the Great Perfection cultivators making a move, they can almost crush their opponents.

As Baruch and his companions continued their defensive and offensive maneuvers, the water-based divine plane quickly recovered and its commander launched a full-scale counterattack, rapidly turning the tide and suppressing the fire-based divine plane. The instant Baruch and his companions made their move, a commander who had been prepared in advance dispatched the water-based divine plane's main reinforcements to another passage, capturing it before the fire-based divine plane could react.

Now, on the second passage, the twelve-winged angels suffered continuous casualties, and their formation finally broke down, being suppressed by the water-based divine plane.

"The outcome of this battle is no longer in doubt."

Meg, the Fire Overlord, sighed softly and then looked at Augusta.

At this moment, Augusta's face was so gloomy it could drip water. Even without anyone saying it, he could tell that they had lost this time. The twelve-winged angels were being driven back in defeat, and they were powerless to turn the tide.

Augusta gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment. His twelve-winged angels had always been the main force on the plane battlefield, but whenever they encountered Hope, they were fiercely counterattacked. From Parhouse to Byr, today they even came up with a special battle formation.

"boom!"

At the end of the passage, the dazzling pillar of light slowly dissipated, signifying that the second passage of the Water God Realm had also won. In the ninth dimensional battlefield, the Water God Realm had emerged victorious.

"Congratulations, Hope."

The Lord of Death was not surprised by this result and chuckled as he spoke to Hope.

"It's too early to congratulate them now. The next match is the real showdown, the battle against the God of Light. I don't think Augusta will give up easily."

Hope glanced indifferently at the gritting Augusta, her tone devoid of joy, as if victory were a given.

"Humph!"

Augusta snorted coldly, turned around, and transformed into a golden ray of light, disappearing into the horizon. He was clearly in a bad mood.

This time, Of didn't come, so no one comforted Augusta. After the war, the other gods were more focused on discussing the performance of Baruch and the others, and didn't pay much attention to the departing Augusta.

"Hope, you've really angered Augusta. He probably only has less than two hundred twelve-winged angels left."

The Lord of Death didn't care about Augusta's departure, but looked at Hope with a hint of schadenfreude.

“Next time, Augusta can’t count on the twelve-winged angel, but he will definitely have other trump cards up his sleeve. The rest will depend on who has more trump cards.”

Hope nodded slightly, then briefly greeted the others before leaving with Parhouse and Byr.

The wind and water element gods also quickly departed. The lightning element gods exchanged glances, somewhat helpless, but ultimately left together as well.

"Big sister, do you think Hope can win ten consecutive games next time?"

Beside the pretty red-haired girl, the beautiful woman in green robes spoke with a hint of uncertainty on her face.

"Who knows? Hope will definitely send Ninisha and those four guys to the two star channels next time. Augusta will most likely send Clementine. On the surface, Hope still has the advantage. However, Augusta only needs to fight to a draw. It's hard to say who will win."

The Lord of Death paused for a moment, then shook his head and said no more.

Meanwhile, in the Realm of Light, Augusta returned to her residence and angrily slammed her hand on the table, shattering the white jade table into pieces.

"Hope actually has this kind of tactic. It seems the next battle won't be easy."

Augusta took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and then fell into deep thought, the name Magnus flashing through her mind.

(End of this chapter)