A rare magical miracle in the world-Chapter 565 - 272: 3 Quintillion (Request for Monthly Votes)_2

"Roar, it’s out, it’s really out, my Lost Empire is invincible in the world."

"I’m used to it, in the eyes of the Lost Empire, everything outside Divine Land is barbarian, and we are also considered barbarians."

Although it was necessary to confront Azaren and Gedemon, the pigeon people of Eleber had the Lost Empire as their main target.

There was no choice, they had a grudge, after all many had been killed by each other.

"My lord is really amazing, the Queen can vouch for it!"

Azaren wouldn’t curse, she indeed wanted to fight them, but was outnumbered and outgunned, the Angel Princess was straightforward, yet far from foolish.

If they were outnumbered and couldn’t win, it was better to be cautious first, this was a truth taught to them by Her Majesty Ayle.

"Ayle, I think I’ve heard of him before."

Isefia said, "Isn’t his name Ayle Asida, and he has something called the Construction Book?"

In a difficult situation, but with Azaren there, Isefia still felt she could, like the Dongyue Great Emperor, help her analyze one by one, and then withstand the next wave of the Empress of the East’s onslaught, so she didn’t panic.

"Ayle Asida?"

Azaren, contrary to her sister’s expectations, showed a puzzled expression: "Ayle is Ayle, Asida is Asida, they are two different people, why put their names together?"

"???"

This time it was the sister’s turn to be baffled.

"Forget it."

The sister didn’t probe further, her current target was the Empress of the East: "Azaren, can you recognize this thing, and if she makes a move, can you help me analyze it?"

"No problem, I used to study frequently with Teacher Solomon, I’m very familiar with his system, leave it to me!"

"Alright."

That settled it, all other issues were irrelevant, this was the key.

"Baal."

The Empress of the East casually called out a name.

"Boom!"

All the Heroic Spirits felt the entire battlefield enveloped by thunder, and amid that cataclysmic thunderstorm, a large figure with blue skin, resembling a Thunder Demon God, descended from the sky.

"That’s Big Brother Baal!"

While Azaren exclaimed in surprise, she also shared her knowledge about Baal with Isefia.

"Baal!"

Like the Empress of the East, the sister also called Baal’s name.

"Bang!!!"

And the next moment, two fists crashed against each other.

Imposing tall figures on the battlefield continuously exchanged blows, their giant fists colliding with the destructive force of thunder, but their powers were almost identical, neither able to overcome the other.

"Where is this?"

The two Baals looked identical in appearance and strength, neither superior nor weaker, at a complete stalemate.

"How come I’m here?"

"Hmm? Power of Avalon! I see, so it’s the Queen of Avalon who has summoned me?"

"Then who are you?"

As Baal was just awakening, he saw a blue Thunder Demon God launching an attack. He instinctively resisted and discovered that his opponent had the same strength as him.

"Boom!"

The Thunder Demon God took a step forward, seemingly trying to bypass Baal and attack Isefia behind him.

"Don’t even think about it!"

As it was the summoning by the Queen of Avalon, Baal would not slack; it was a contract, as much as a promise.

"Bang bang bang!"

With successive exchanges, Baal exclaimed, "What are you, and why can you fight me to a draw?"

Looking at his opponent again, he saw lifeless eyes, like a clay puppet, yet with combat capability no less than his own, quite peculiar.

"Big Brother Baal, that’s the Emperor Eternal."

"What Emperor Eternal?"

As the Queens of Avalon had never summoned Baal before, for him, it was like dying in the ancient times and awakening here.

As for the Emperor Eternal and the Miracle Power, Baal was completely clueless.

But soon, Baal received information about the current state and mission from Isefia.

"Is that so?"

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While Baal and the Thunder Colossus were at a standoff, Baal asked Azaren, "The inheritance of the people from Divine Land, to think that even in death, we must continue to battle them, it truly seems to be our destiny."

"Rest assured, Your Majesty," Baal said, "as long as I am here, I will not allow her to hurt you in the slightest!"

"Bang!"

However, as soon as the words were spoken, Baal’s abdomen was struck hard by the Thunder Colossus. He stepped back, his immense power almost fracturing the continental shelf.

On the other side, the Thunder Colossus also got hit in the face by Baal’s instinctive counterattack, unable to press on.

"Oh, not bad at all."

Ying Muyao sat on her pure white stone throne, twirling her finger, controlling the Thunder Colossus to fight against Baal.

The Emperor Eternal could create various powerful inheritances, yet compared to Avalon, it had a flaw—these inheritances didn’t possess innate intelligence but required imbuing to reflect back new true spirits to her.

Take the Thunder Colossus for instance, no one in the Eastern Empire was qualified to inherit this power.

This rendered the Thunder Colossus nothing but a shell, devoid of self-awareness.

"You sure can take a punch."

Ying Muyao allocated some of her processing power, controlling the Thunder Colossus against Baal as if playing a game, like a player’s stance.

Having no consciousness didn’t matter, Ying Muyao would personally control it.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang!"

Bailuo looked up at the two blue giant gods clashing, scoffing internally, "Direct control, like a Gundam?"

Although he had lost contact with Isefia, seeing his sister withstand Ying Muyao’s attacks was surprising and delightful, and he silently admired his sister’s excellence and strength.

"It seems you are very strong."

Soon, Ying Muyao realized that the Thunder Colossus she controlled could not defeat Baal.