Albins was worthy of his reputation as a genius across the ages. From getting the black ore to cracking its special force field and then amplifying it to attract the Silver Thunder, the whole process took just over two magic hours.
As Albin finished his work, the space of the secret realm began to fluctuate again.
A huge lump like the one that had been tracking the mages before slowly squeezed out of the void space as if it had passed through an invisible door.
There is a reason why the Singing Star Order arranged for such beings to explore the way, because Anvis and others obviously entered the core secret realm before them.
In this way, the first one of them to enter the secret realm is likely to encounter the most violent ambush by Anvis and others. The chaotic mass with extremely high magic resistance is the most suitable pathfinder.
But what the other party didn't expect was that what greeted it was not the various magical attacks as imagined, but an extremely terrifying regular thunder.
Due to the entry restrictions in the Glory Secret Realm, no matter how high its magic resistance is, it will still be within the eighth level range.
When the silver thunder hits the body, the chaotic clumps are instantly decomposed by the thunder, turning into the tiniest material particles and floating away without any resistance.
This change shocked the priest who was controlling the movement of the mass outside and sensing the situation inside the secret realm.
Has the danger of the secret realm revealed by the gods that contains the key to the apocalypse reached this level? !
He did not think that this thunder was about the ambush of Anvis and others, but instinctively thought that it was the secret realm's spontaneous magical protection against unidentified intruders.
Of course, he had actually expected to face such a bad situation.
After all, it was the place where the alien gods once lived. Even if the defense is stronger, it is a matter of course.
But after millions of years of time eroding, without a master to maintain it, even the realm of God will inevitably gradually decline.
At this time, if you want to enter it, you only need to use the same quality of divine power to counter it.
Based on this idea of cracking, the priest solemnly took out a seemingly inconspicuous black stone from his arms and threw it into the center of the altar surrounded by many pagan believers, where a group of green flames burned out of thin air.
As the stone entered the fire, the flames swayed suddenly, and then instantly rose into a huge pillar of dark green fire. For a moment, the gods' followers obeyed his call and emerged from the flames.
Different from the previous pitch-black mass that was hundreds of meters wide, this chaotic mass was only tens of meters in size. Its body was almost dark green in color, and its surface was burning with a thin layer of green flame.
It does not have the kind of terrifying pollution that is almost visible to the naked eye, but the aura contained in its body is much more terrifying. It is a feeling that is as if the life level is suppressed, making it difficult for people to even think of resistance.
Controlling this new green flame mass, the priest threw it into the transmission channel without hesitation, and was then obliterated by the violent silver thunder.
But this time, the silver thunder clashed violently with the green flames on the mass. Although the opponent was still wiped out in the end, the silver thunder was also permanently consumed.
In the next magical hour, the priest continued to send controlled clumps containing a large amount of divine power to die, while at the same time consuming the silver thunder that formed the foundation of the secret realm.
Maybe you can't see it when doing one or two. But when Silver Thunder's power was consumed more and more, Anvis and others also discovered that something was wrong.
"Something is wrong. Those strange green fire things are consuming the silver thunder here too much."
The first person to notice the problem was Albins, who had been observing the operation status of the lightning array.
In his perception, the lightning that could be guided in the sky seemed to be much sparser. At the same time, the violent feeling of thunderstorm clouds in the sky began to gradually weaken.
"The thunder here is limited and cannot be regenerated. The enemy should also know this. At this rate, the power of thunder here can only support about two more magic hours at most."
After looking at the remaining thunderclouds in the sky, Anvis came to the same conclusion.
There is nothing anyone can do about this. The enemy is taking the path of forcible consumption. The new green flame mass is also very troublesome for Anvis. Now they can only continue to attract thunder and fight hard to weaken the enemy as much as possible.
This confrontation lasted for about a magic hour, and the thunderstorm clouds in the sky of the core secret realm almost dissipated, and the originally extremely dense silver thunder became extremely sparse at this moment.
The sacrifices did not get the same result. The green flame pillar had almost returned to its original flame. The volume of the drilled lumps has also been reduced from tens of meters to tens of meters.
He was also feeling a little numb at this time. This kind of duel had consumed more of his divine power than he had previously expected. Now he could only grit his teeth and hold on, hoping that the Silver Titan's power would be exhausted as soon as possible.
However, the priest had already vaguely felt that the energy of the secret realm was about to be exhausted, and hope was close at hand. A piece of news passed in from the outside world made his face completely gloomy.
The external situation has changed! I don't know who spread the news about the glorious secret realm, and now it is almost known to the whole world.
The ninth-level extreme powerhouse is about to arrive, and he has less than six magic hours left. But even just arranging a ceremony to welcome the gods still takes a lot of time.
In this case, his time instantly became extremely tight, and he had no time to continue slowly.
Before the priest could think carefully about the impact of this news, another news that was also not good came again.
The noble disciples outside who had been regarded as sacrifices by him suddenly went crazy and began to attack the place with all their strength.
Although they were temporarily stopped by the gods' dependents, they had begun to suffer damage under the opponent's relentless attack regardless of the cost.
He muttered a curse in an unknown language, and the priest's eyes glanced at all the pagans in the room. He raised the scepter in his hand and waved it suddenly, and a faint green flame instantly enveloped all the heretics present.
"Enter them all and get the Key to the Apocalypse at all costs...huh?!"
Among the pagans who were extremely excited and crazy, four normal mental fluctuations that were obviously a bit different were instantly exposed under the burning flame of divine power.
The hall fell into an eerie silence for an instant, and the pagans around them all paused, and then their eyes instantly focused on Langton and his group, whose identities were hidden in the venue.
"Don't be stupid! Run into that space passage!"
Being stared at by countless strange eyes, Langton and others felt a little relieved. When Dark Crow's disguise had just been cracked, he increased his output and annihilated the alien 'divine power' in the four people.
Running outside seems to be less dangerous, but it is just a slow death. Before Dark Crow and others entered, they knew very well that the outside sky was shrinking.
Moreover, he helped Langton and others sneak in here by disguising their identities, and the purpose was also to get the obelisk at the core of the secret realm, the 'Key to the Apocalypse' spoken by the priests of the Singing Star Secret Cult.
The scope of the glorious secret realm opening this time is centered on the ruins of this city. It is not an accident at all, but the result of the interference of divine power from outside the territory.
After receiving the reminder, the four of them immediately rushed forward with all their strength. Alanis even raised her hand and threw a silver rune stone in the direction of the sacrifice.
The stone shattered on its own in mid-air, and an ice bird containing the power of Duke Carlot suddenly rushed towards the direction of the sacrifice.
The priest did not dare to ignore this ninth-level attack and could only temporarily mobilize divine power to defend it.
Facing the four people who forced their way into the secret realm, the priest's eyes flashed and he did not stop them. Instead, he once again attached a layer of divine power to the four people's bodies.
The four people who were unaware of the situation in the core secret realm rushed into the portal with divine flames attached to their bodies.
