Chapter 750 - Saint-Slaying Battle!
“Level 9? Level 8?” Master of Energy Neth looked at the two warriors who charged at it with shields in their hands disdainfully.
Their strengths were high in the eyes of the average people, but Neth was an existence who looked down on average saint-level masters, let alone level 8 and level 9 warriors.
The conference hall of the Nations Summit got noisy since the audience couldn’t believe that these two level 8 and level 9 warriors dared to charge at such an existence.
In the next moment, Dwarf Raff and the other dwarf warrior held up their huge shields and slashed their double-bladed axes at Neth’s middle section with vicious forces.
However, before the blades touched Neth’s body, a horrifying energy current swept out like a storm!
The huge and violent presence sent the surrounding warriors flying when they were barely able to scramble and block it.
Faint magic shield lights lit up on the huge shields, and the tremendous energy was weakened greatly when it passed the huge shields.
The ranged teammates behind them were not affected at all.
Meanwhile, several pure holy light beams fell on the dying defense warriors who then recovered quickly and charged again.
Then, another light shield fell on their heads and spread all over their bodies.
The priests’ spell, Holy World: Shield, gave them more powerful protection. Meanwhile, crisp gunfire came.
Elder Sauk lifted his magic firearm and fired. The bullet that was engulfed in magic lights instantly exploded on Neth.
A faint light barrier protected it from all the damages that might have been inflicted by the explosion. When it was about to fight back with a sneer, ice pallets, blazing flames, lightning flashes, arrows, and all kinds of magic lights crashed toward it in waves.
Now, it wanted to retreat but saw the warriors with huge shields standing on its routes of exit.
Master of Energy Neth could feel that regardless of which direction he took, he would receive the most efficient blockage and stormy attacks.
In the previous raids in instances, the players had to deal with enemies with great strength and high levels of intelligence, such as the Lich Lord Kel’Thuzad and the Old God C’thun.
Although the dwarves had just reached the second stage of the raid against C’thun and hadn’t cleared all stages yet, they still had to be perfect in every detail from equipment, abilities, and even positions.
Otherwise, the players would be wiped out for a whole year in the first stage when they encountered the death ray which would kill them with one touch.
They had been reckless warriors who could only tank damage with shields when they first did the raid in Scarlet Monastery led by Mr. Fang. But now, they had become the top-level master players who were perfect with every detail!
At this moment, even Master of Energy Neth was struck by the illusion that it was facing not a few warriors but a wall or a cell with four iron walls!
“You are seeking die!” Master of Energy Neth gathered tremendous energy again and aimed it at the mages and priests in the back of the group.
This energy was too huge for mortals to block and might turn anyone it touched into ash.
Yes, as the most powerful spell caster among the saint-level masters, Master of Energy Neth could turn an area 1,000 kilometer away into a scorched land without moving its feet.
Its spell abilities were obviously greater than those of Demon Spirit Sal. When it cast the spell, the violent energy between the sky and the land not only gathered above the heads of mages and priests, but it transformed into a destructive hurricane of energy around it.
No spells, including counterspells, could break this protective shield formed by the horrifyingly huge energy and hurt Neth.
“Unleash! Unleash the full force!” At this moment, the commander was the First Elder of the Elf Clan. As a saint-level master, his strength wasn’t as strong as his opponent, but his judgement was much more acute than the average saint-level masters.
Of course, the level 8 and level 9 existences had a greater execution ability than average people.
Countless lights of black, white, red, and blue crashed down like a meteor shower. With about 100 mages above level 8 casting spells, the horrifying magic lights could almost wipe out anything before them.
Besides, First Elder Hyru, a saint-level master, joined the attack as well.
Neth’s casting speed was very fast, but the Elf Clan’s First Elder and all the mages’ spells were instantly cast, and they were even faster!
The condensed protective shield was broken in a short time, and then…
“Shield Bash!”
“Counterspell!”
“Shadow’s Fury!”
“Hammer of Justice!”
Neth’s face paled a little, and the horrifying force in the sky began to scatter after losing the energy source!
The spell casting failed!
Then, countless spells poured toward it wildly.
After releasing the last Divine Hymn, Uther scattered like dissipating golden lights.
Obviously, the character whom Mr. Fang materialized with the help of the Carrier Rock had reached the time limit.
If Uther were still here, Neth would be very cautious. But now…
The ‘mages’ in the back can heal injuries and cast all kinds of spells without worrying about being attacked…!
If I can wipe out the mages who can heal injuries and attack from the distance, I’ll see how you can fight me! Neth tore open a pitch-black crack in space and vanished in it. When it appeared in the next instant, it stood among the priests and druids in the back of the group.
Seeing this scene, even the people at the distant Nations Summit exclaimed. Like a tiger in a herd of sheep, it created lightning bolts and flames from its hands and reached for a young mage with its claws.
Seeing this frightening scene, almost everyone’s hearts were in their throats!
The audience had seen how it tore open space with its claws, so they knew what damages its claws could inflict if the strike hit.
Swoosh!
A white light flashed.
Blink!
As if he had practiced it countless times, Mage Merlin appeared dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye. Meanwhile, he pointed his staff lightly and shot a huge fireball at Neth as if it was a cannonball.
Even though Neth didn’t understand how Merlin had dodged its attack, its claw reached for Priest Dicas who stood nearby without a pause.
Its real target was Dicas!
But two light beams fell on Dicas almost simultaneously.
[Hand of Protection]!
[Holy Word: Shield]!
Crack!
Immediately, a shocking pitch-black crack appeared in the place that its hand touched. But in the next instant, it was horrified to find that its claws didn’t break the thin shield. The Hand of Protection was immune to all physical damage and thus couldn’t be broken by any physical attacks from saint-level masters.
This attack could scare any average saint-level masters, but these people calmly handled it as if it was nothing unusual.
At this moment, the audience at the Nations Summit and the Death Lord sitting in the high sky began to realize that these level 8 and level 9 figures, who were like cannon fodder in the eyes of the saint-level masters, were not here under reckless impulse. Instead, they came here to butcher the saint-level master!