Chapter 357

So his consumption was, in fact, incredibly terrifying.

Two such divine punishments had nearly reached his limit.

Of course, if he were ruthless enough, he could squeeze out one more.

But the gods of the Xiling Kingdom had decided not to squeeze out that one anymore.

That one was reserved to guard against the Flame Lord's attack on Wang Cheng's warriors.

He decided to take the field in the King's own body!

Yes, with a sliver of his consciousness possessing the body, he now had Eighth-Rank power—Eighth Rank, which could already fly through the air; if he could eliminate the opposing incantation mage, his Eighth-Rank strength alone could turn the tide of this war!

And on his side, there was still One Seventh-Rank Grand Mage—the Grand Archbishop!

"Wood, come with me."

After speaking, the god's sliver of consciousness soared into the sky and charged toward Xiang Mengying.

He intended to eliminate this incantation mage.

Upon seeing this, the Grand Archbishop quickly followed after him.

"Father!"

On the ground, Princess Luoying, seeing the King's body, could not hide her anguish.

That body was, indeed, her father's.

But the soul within it was gone—having been seized by that hateful god!

"They're coming. You handle the other one. This god has possessed Princess Luoying's father's body; only I can destroy his consciousness without harming the body."

Xiang Mengying said to the Crown Princess.

The Crown Princess nodded.

In the sky, the King's body, possessed by the god's consciousness, charged toward Xiang Mengying.

Xiang Mengying still made no move, leaving the god's sliver of consciousness inside the King confused.

Even an incantation mage, once an Eighth-Rank warrior closed in, had only death awaiting.

Beside him, the Grand Archbishop charged toward the Crown Princess; in the Grand Archbishop's view, the Crown Princess was an opponent of his own level.

Then, the Grand Archbishop saw the Crown Princess's long-prepared spell unleash.

"Such an astonishing casting speed."

The Grand Archbishop could only defend—but he soon realized he couldn't defend at all!

"Incantation!"

The Grand Archbishop cried out in horror.

But it was already too late.

"Boom!"

The Grand Archbishop was engulfed by the magical attack, his entire body reduced to countless fragments.

"Two incantations!"

The god's sliver of consciousness inside the King had never expected the enemy to have two incantations!

His divine punishment could not be summoned, and though the King's body, possessed by this sliver of divine consciousness, had been boosted to Eighth Rank, it was still nowhere near strong enough to oppose these two incantations.

The sliver of divine consciousness could not help but feel despair.

"Flee!"

He was merely a sliver of a god—not even a complete god!

If things turned dire, fleeing was natural—to preserve his strength!

As long as he escaped to the northern highlands of the Hutton Kingdom and gathered the Seven Sacred Spirits, he might still have a chance to fight.

But immediately, something even more despairing came.

Xiang Mengying's long-prepared attack had arrived.

It was countless black flames!

"Abyssal Demon Flame!"

The sliver of divine consciousness was horrified!

He finally understood who had killed his Sacred Spirit.

But it was already too late.

Though this sliver of divine consciousness was stronger than any Sacred Spirit's consciousness, before the overwhelming tide of Abyssal Demon Flame, it was utterly powerless.

"Boom!"

At that moment, beneath the walls of Wang Cheng, the orc army finally arrived.

Two thousand Bear Warriors led the charge; facing the hastily raised spear formation of the defenders, they simply struck with their shields once—and shattered the formation.

These Bear Warriors did not slow down at all, charging straight into the defenders' formation.

The defenders' formation collapsed instantly at the first touch, unable to resist them in the slightest.