The Necromancer's Fourth Catastrophe

Chapter 508 420: Unexpected

"Heh, don't waste your energy."At this moment, a majestic voice sounded from the sky.

The owner of this voice was none other than the Emperor of the Celestial Dragon Empire.

Upon hearing this voice, Philikelz slightly narrowed his eyes, then scanned all directions: "Is this the confidence behind your trap? Do you think just by keeping me here, you can threaten me? You're truly naive."

After hearing Philikelz's confident words, the voice of the Celestial Dragon Emperor sounded again: "Are we too naive, or are you too naive? What kind of magic array do you think we have prepared here?"

"Now let me show you properly."

As the words fell, countless whirlwinds appeared across the space, sweeping up the sand in the desert, forming giant dust storms one after another.

These dust storms then connected with the clouds in the sky, and within the clouds, countless lightning flashes intertwined with the massive dust storms.

The next moment, thousands of terrifying dust storms, reaching up to the sky, swept from all directions towards Philikelz.

Seeing this, Philikelz's expression finally changed because he could feel that the power of these gathered super dust storms far exceeded that of normal Legendary Tier magic.

This magic array was truly extraordinary.

Seeing the cautious expression on Philikelz's face, the voice of the Celestial Dragon Emperor sounded again: "Philikelz, now you shall fall here. You were never meant to continue existing in this world, your existence itself is a mistake."

"Feel the pressure from the magic array specially prepared for you."

As the words of the Celestial Dragon Emperor fell, those terrifying dust storms became even faster.

It didn't take long for these terrifying dust storms to approach Philikelz. He looked solemnly at these approaching terrifying dust storms, then gently extended his hands.

The next moment, the space in front of him began to twist violently.

As soon as these dust storms approached this twisted space, they began to disperse and collapse.

However, there were simply too many dust storms, thousands upon thousands nearing this twisted space one after another.

Unfortunately, this twisted space only managed to collapse roughly half of the terrifying dust storms before returning to normal.

At this time, a bit of cold sweat appeared on Philikelz's face.

The recent consumption was truly overwhelming, as the space here was extraordinarily stable, preventing him from using space-breaking magic.

He could only expend ten times the usual Magic Power to perform space manipulation spells.

With each action and reaction, it made his resistance considerably difficult.

Watching the remaining half of the terrifying dust storms continue to sweep towards him, Philikelz took a deep breath, and finally clapped both hands together firmly.

The next moment, the nearby space seemed to fold, creating two identical images.

At this point, within the folded space, a large number of gigantic dust storms silently appeared, colliding with the giant dust storms approaching from outside, producing an ear-piercing roar.

Eventually, all the terrifying dust storms were completely neutralized, and the entire world returned to normal.

The voice of the Celestial Dragon Emperor sounded once more between heaven and earth: "Philikelz, didn't expect we underestimated you. In such a restrictive environment, you can still use such means, truly unbelievable, but it ends here."

As the words of the Celestial Dragon Emperor fell, the clouds in the sky began to move rapidly.

Then, one after another, terrifying bolts of lightning flashed out from within the clouds, slowly coalescing.

In just a few blinks, countless dragons formed from lightning appeared in the sky.

Finally, these dragons rushed towards Philikelz at an extremely terrifying speed.

Philikelz's face darkened, then extended his hands once more, causing the space around him to twist violently. When these lightning-formed dragons approached, they were immediately disassembled and collapsed by the twisted space.

However, the lightning dragons in the sky seemed limitless, continually forming and rushing forward.

The two sides continued to stalemate like this, and after a full hour, the cold sweat on Philikelz's face increased, and his outstretched hands began to tremble slightly.

The voice of the Celestial Dragon Emperor echoed in the sky again: "Philikelz, don't make futile struggles anymore. In such a magic array environment, you know how much consumption there is to perform space magic."

"In this situation, I want to see how long your Magic Power can sustain your magic."

As the words of the Celestial Dragon Emperor fell, the lightning dragons in the sky continued to grow in number, with the frequency of their assaults increasing.

The Celestial Dragon Emperor had made up his mind to continually deplete Philikelz's Magic Power.