god of tomorrow

She would convey these words without missing a single one.

On either side, two female vampires were about to leave, but upon hearing some gossip, their steps slowed noticeably.

Let me see what's going on! x2

"It means that man is very strong, so strong that the Temple of All Things had no choice but to let you leave."

Miroland smiled slightly: "Perhaps you are not lying. There is a powerful figure behind you whom I cannot offend, but he is not here. I also believe that when he arrives here, you will persuade him to join us and become a part of the darkness."

As he spoke, Miroland stepped forward and instantly landed in front of Tiffany and Jean.

Wow, so fast! x2

The two women paused simultaneously. With their keen eyesight, they could naturally see that Miroland's speed was not in terms of physical speed, but rather in terms of its mechanics.

Great Sage!

Chapter 230 Illogical Chaos, Shadows that Defy Common Sense

So what if he's a great sage!

Two against one, plus a sacred artifact—the advantage is mine! x2

Qin's wrist suddenly trembled, and the Winter Holy Sword drew a crescent-shaped arc. Wherever the sword tip pointed, both the invisible air and the tangible fir trees were instantly covered and enveloped by solid ice, turning into a crystal-clear, extremely cold dead zone.

Miranda was no exception; she was swallowed by the extreme cold and frozen into an ice sculpture.

Illusionary Magic!

Tiffany saw through the illusion, turned around abruptly, and the four-colored cycle of light and shadow swirled wildly in her eyes, as the all-encompassing dust of myriad phenomena, poised to strike, crashed down.

In a place that should have been empty, ripples were stirred by an invisible hand, and in the distorted, illusory light, a dark shadow slowly appeared.

Miroland was slightly startled to be seen through by Tiffany, whose cultivation level was lower than hers, but she quickly recovered. She guessed that Tiffany was already at the peak of the Great Mage realm, and given some more time, she would break through the bottleneck and officially advance to the Great Sage realm.

The Dark Church needs people like this!

Miroland is an intelligence officer for the Dark Church. When Lily reads Schena's memories, she sees Miroland as her superior, who is in charge of intelligence gathering outside the Kingdom of Vis.

The Dark Church views the Dawn Church as a major threat, not only because the Dawn Church is currently a Tier 0 powerhouse and they will inevitably have to confront it sooner or later, but also because solar magic severely counters vampires.

In fact, because of its unclean origins and inseparable connection with hell, the Dark Church harbors hostility towards all major churches.

Tiffany is the former saintess of the Temple of All Things. By converting her into a member of the same race, one can not only easily obtain many core secrets of the Temple of All Things, but also gain a highly talented combatant.

It's a highly profitable business with many benefits, so there's no reason not to do it.

As for the mysterious man Tiffany mentioned, Miroland said it wasn't a big problem. He could just take a bite when Tiffany turned into a vampire and they were having sex, and that would solve the problem!

Grab it in one go, refine it instantly, and add another member to the fighting force.

Thinking of this, Miroland became even more fascinated by Tiffany, his gaze burning as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

Facing the overwhelming force of fate that erases everything, Miroland calmly raised his hand, elegantly raising his fingertips, and seemingly slowly but actually quickly flicked them in the void.

In an instant, a massive amount of the four elements converged.

The earth's weight, the water's formlessness, the wind's gentleness, and the fire's fury—the four elements, under her control, are arranged and integrated, transforming into a dazzling torrent of elements to confront the invisible hand of fate head-on.

Gawain also made a similar move, directly confronting the magic tower's elemental storm, and then it exploded.

Tiffany and Miroland are different. The former personally taught Gawain how to cultivate the Myriad Phenomena Return to Dust, and deeply understood its principles and limits; the latter was at the level of a Great Sage, controlling the four elements as easily as his own limbs, with a precision even surpassing that of the Magic Tower.

An invisible hand and an elemental torrent collided with a deafening roar!

There was no deafening explosion, only the mournful sound of space being squeezed to its limit.

Historically, the left side of a ball is always the loser. After a brief period of great success, Tiffany's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and her face turned pale as she succumbed to defeat.

Swish!

The icy afterimage tore through the air as Qin arrived with her sword. The Holy Sword of Winter swept across, its blade aimed directly at Miroland's face.

Faced with this fatal blow, Miroland merely turned his head slightly, giving it a cold, indifferent glance.

Buzz!

Qin's body stiffened abruptly, as if she were imprisoned in mid-air by an invisible force. She stopped, but the Winter Holy Sword in her hand did not. Its terrifying power, capable of freezing everything, swept down relentlessly, approaching Miroland's face.

A hint of apprehension flashed across Miroland's face.

While the Winter Artifact may not have the near-instantaneous killing effect on vampires like the Sun Artifact, an artifact is still an artifact. The Great Sage has not yet transcended the concept of flesh and blood; if he takes a few hits, he will still die.

A flash of red light appeared in Miroland's eyes, and the terrifying magic power belonging to the Great Sage transformed into an invisible hammer, slamming heavily into Qin's chest.

"puff!"

The zither was struck as if by lightning, flying backward like a kite with a broken string, its body drawing a tragic arc in the air, smashing one giant fir tree after another along the way.

The rampaging chill spread, leaving a straight, icy trail across the mess.

boom!!

The frozen trail stretched for over a kilometer, the air was filled with cold, and ice crystals exploded everywhere.

Qin's figure was embedded in a boulder, with glaring blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, dripping down her clothes.

"The sacred artifact is quite impressive, but the gap between us is too great..."

Miroland, looking down at Tiffany with a cold gaze, noticed the surging magical energy around her. Clearly, she had a trump card even more destructive than the Return of All Things to Dust. He immediately used the same trick, his eyes flashing red, pinning Tiffany down so she couldn't move.

With just one glance, the magic coursing through Tiffany's body was dispersed like a receding tide.

Even with a max-level field card, it was completely useless at this moment.

"You should calm down too."

Miroland met Tiffany's gaze with her red eyes, engaging in a direct spiritual battle. Relying on her superior realm, the advantages of her vampire race, and her equally irresistible charm, she firmly gained the upper hand.

With a muffled groan, crimson blood spilled from Tiffany's mouth and nose. Before her body could collapse, she waved her hand and scattered a few magic seeds from her sleeve.

Miroland took in all these subtle movements. She raised one hand and gently waved it, swatting the magic seeds away from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, she loosely clenched her five fingers and grabbed Tiffany from a distance. Without exerting much force, she simply swung her arm casually, and Tiffany crashed into the distance like a cannonball.

When a magician reaches the level of a Great Sage, he has transcended the realm of 'power' and formally entered the domain of 'truth'. He integrates all the magical knowledge he has learned in his life, his understanding of the world, and his immense magical power, and begins to glimpse the rules and order.

Building upon the Archmage's ability to alter the environment, the Great Sage takes it a step further, challenging the laws of physics within a certain radius around him, directly influencing the world's underlying logic through his words.

Challenging opponents of higher levels is not easy. The Great Sage's mechanics are too powerful. A single glance or a wave of the hand can be a devastating blow. It's not something that can be challenged simply by having a numerical advantage among archmages.

Qin Yao watched as Tiffany plummeted to the ground like a cannonball, then sheathed the Winter Holy Sword, her figure flashing as she leaped into the air and caught her good friend steadily in her arms.

The Great Sage's casual strike was terrifyingly powerful; the violent kinetic energy permeated Tiffany's entire body, slamming her hard into Qin's body.

Qin gritted her teeth, remained silent, tightened her arms, and hugged Tiffany tightly, preparing to use her own body as a cushion to make it more comfortable for Tiffany when she landed.

Bang!

Four long legs landed heavily on the ground, but it didn't hurt; it felt warm and comfortable.

Jean opened her eyes in confusion, her gaze passing through the golden hair. She was stunned to see that she and Tiffany had been caught by someone, Gawain.

Tiffany was also stunned, not understanding why Gawain was here. Her mind was buzzing from the mental blow, and she subconsciously said, "I didn't slack off, it was Gin who insisted."

"..."

Is this the time to talk about this? x2

Qin spoke quickly: "The enemy is a great sage, whose strength far surpasses that of me and the Holy Maiden. Please leave immediately, and I will stay here to cover our retreat."

"Oh."

Gao Wen caught the four long legs in a princess carry. Without asking why the two women were at Blue Hole Lake, he looked at the blood spilling from their mouths with heartache and put them down, saying, "Don't move or speak here. I'll go to the other side and beat them until they can't take care of themselves to avenge you."

This won't do! x2

Tiffany and Jean each took one side of Gawain's arm. The messenger's life was more precious than theirs, so precious that they could die, but Gawain's hairstyle could not be messed up.

Normally, even if Gawain exhausted all his strength, he would not be able to break free from such a powerful sealing technique.

Today was no good. Whether it was the loyal Qin or the occasionally fiery Tiffany, they were both his treasured confidantes, whom he couldn't bear to deal with, yet they were beaten up.

I can't stand even a little bit!

As for the great sages...

Let's just say whether or not they are vampires!

Gawain's two tightly bound arms materialized into shadows, easily breaking free. The flashing shadow accelerated, reaching Miroland.

Before my eyes, there were three female vampires: one large and two small.

Gawain ignored the two vampires floating in the sky and stared at Miroland. Just as Alina had described, she was quite beautiful. However, in terms of strength, Alina had no idea of ​​her own abilities and claimed that the Great Sage was only slightly stronger than her.

This shows that parental overindulgence can seriously affect a child's eyesight.

……

A kilometer away, Tiffany looked at her empty arms, momentarily bewildered: "Jin, what kind of magic was that just now?"

"do not know."

Qin took out the potion and drank it in one gulp. Gawain insisted on fighting, and she needed to recover her strength as soon as possible.

"No way, given your relationship, you didn't know?"

Tiffany also took out a potion and drank it. Unlike Jean, who was prepared to sacrifice herself, she figured that Gawain was most afraid of dying. He must have something to rely on to dare to make such a bold statement and challenge the Great Sage.

Has the goddess revealed another trump card?

Also, the way the little brat looked so distressed was so heartwarming, and the way he threatened to take revenge was so cool that it made her heart flutter a little.

"I know, I've seen it, but I haven't asked."

"..."

With such a tight-lipped mouth, no wonder Little Red Hair invited you to the silver party.

……

Miroland looked at Gawain, a high-ranking mage, who was striding towards her, puzzled. It seemed that he might want to fight her one-on-one.

Are high-level mages this brave these days?

Even so, Miroland did not underestimate him. It wasn't that Gawain had used Shadow of Light and must have mastered other solar magic, but rather that the magic tower had sealed off the surrounding space, allowing Gawain to sneak into Blue Hole Lake undetected. His methods were far beyond those of an ordinary high-level mage.