At this time, the attack process of the ninth-level elves in the demiplane was not going smoothly.
In fact, although he did not expect that the elves would come across the ocean, the Speaker had also made preparations for the demiplane to be unexpectedly attacked by the ninth level.
After all, he knows better than anyone else that the Federal Parliament is not monolithic, and there are many ninth-level members who do not want the Construct Network to continue to exist.
Although under his suppression, these congressmen have maintained restraint for the time being, everything is possible, so he has prepared plans for this situation in advance.
The internal layout of the demiplane is not only to accommodate the constructor's body, but also an internal network defense system based on the entire plane and numerous constructors.
With the invasion of the elves, this defense mechanism that had been silent before was suddenly activated.
The dark blue magical light spreads from the core tower in the center of the plane to the surroundings, flowing to each metal square tower made of a large number of professional life-saving cabins, eventually forming a tower covering the entire half of the plane. Super magic circle!
With the plane protection array fully activated, countless humanoid structures made of liquid silver metal spread out from the metal earth.
The magic power fluctuations emitted by each constructed humanoid reached level seven or above, and the blue light of the protective array blessed them, providing them with inexhaustible energy support.
Under the unified mobilization of the core construction spirit, this terrifying high-level construction army can attack and defend at an almost unified level of synchronization.
Thousands of seventh-level magic beams are focused on one point at the same time, and their core power is enough to distort time and space, which is no less powerful than a ninth-level single-body spell.
Moreover, the Speaker’s side is not completely without help.
Although the ninth-level elves had made preparations to block the reinforcements before taking action, there were still three ninth-level members of the parliament gathered in this demiplane at this moment, including the original ninth-level guardians. The formation was dealing with four ninth-level elves.
Due to the huge home field advantage, the three veteran ninth-level members of the parliament relied on their own strength to stop the four ninth-level elves, including two ninth-level extremes.
Naturally, the four ninth-level elves were unwilling to return without success. As ninth-level beings, they each had their own means of dealing with the legions.
A ninth-level elf with an emerald appearance opened the natural domain, and a large number of huge ancient war trees and life element elves emerged from the domain, fighting fiercely with the construct army.
Behind the other ninth-level figure, the shadow of a huge ancient tree of life, thousands of meters high, was condensed. A large number of thick roots with a diameter of tens of meters were centered on it and drilled out of the earth.
They cling to the metal square towers in the demiplane and compete fiercely with the protective array, intending to destroy the energy base of the array.
Seymour and another ninth-level extreme opened their own fields, suppressing the fields of the three veteran ninth-level members on the parliament side, and at the same time tried to erode the operation of the protective circle.
When Langton actually dived into the demiplane, he saw this shocking scene.
Countless thick dark brown knotted roots with emerald green sprouts growing on the surface are clinging to the silver-white metal square towers originally scattered throughout the demiplane. The size of these tree roots pales in comparison to these metal towers hundreds of meters high.
Under their fierce entanglement, the blue stream of light on the surface of the metal tower has flickered erratically, as if it is about to collapse.
And on the metal land in the distance, surrounded by large swaths of sparkling life element elves, huge clusters of ancient war trees were mixed together with countless humanoid constructs of small size but highly uniform movements on the opposite side.
Green, which symbolizes vitality, and silver, which represents cold metal, intertwine and destroy each other like two oceans.
In the air, the fierce collision of rules and regulations has caused the sky to become distorted and blurred, just like the canvas of the palette has been overturned. Various oil paints are mixed together in a mess, and they are smeared into an indescribable picture.
Langton couldn't see the positions of the ninth-order people on both sides. He could only avoid the most dangerous positions through his senses and carefully lurk in the direction of the tower.
His plan is to take advantage of the ninth-level elves to break through the tower and get what they want, and then use the power of Lord Crow to carry out follow-up attacks as appropriate, completely destroying the core of the construct network.
Of course, as the two sides are still at war, Langton cannot get close to the core position yet. But he was patient, for the elves were only more anxious than he was.
As he expected, the situation on the battlefield quickly changed.
Unable to attack for a long time, the elves, who were worried that something might change later, finally used their true trump card.
Under the protection of three ninth-level elves, Seymour Silverleaf took out a very rare piece of something dark green in color, like a branch.
But at the moment when that moment appeared, a special aura suddenly spread out. It was a kind of vitality that was rich to the point of viscosity, yet as deep as the cold starry sky. Even the colliding ninth-order realms can't stop the spread of this aura.
"No, stop him quickly!"
The moment they sensed the presence of this aura, the expressions of the ninth-level members of the parliament changed. But they originally only relied on the plane protection array to defend themselves, and could not stop Seymour's actions at all.
Following Seymour's will, the dark green branch in his hand lit up slightly.
The next moment, a dark green twisted giant tree whose branches were shrouded in clouds and mist, with not a single leaf visible, emerged bit by bit from the void like graffiti. Its position happened to overlap with the core tower of the demiplane. .
With the appearance of this giant tree, the shining blue light at the top of the core tower, like a guiding star, was suddenly obscured and became hazy and dim. The status of the Constructed Legion also dropped significantly, and there was an obvious sense of delay and confusion during operations.
Correspondingly, under the cover of this strange giant tree, the natural army of the elves, their condition has greatly improved, as if they have been given a shot of blood, and the destructive power of their attacks is more than one level stronger than before.
But something strange was that the four ninth-level elves all turned their heads and at the same time shrank their own areas to protect themselves, trying their best to avoid looking at the shadow of the giant tree.
The three ninth-level members of the parliament, shrouded in the shadow of the giant tree, have fallen silent, and their existence is completely invisible to the outside world.
About half a minute later, the distorted dark green giant tree slowly disappeared as it appeared.
The construct army on the parliament side was completely terminated in this half minute, and turned into cold liquid metal flowing on the ground again.
The light of the core tower wrapped in it has disappeared at this moment, all magic power has stopped, and the movement inside is also dead silence.
However, the natural army, which had been in great shape before, seemed to have been drained of energy when the shadow of the giant tree completely disappeared, and they all fell to the ground in exhaustion.
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