Chapter 1550 It shouldn’t be like this!

He no longer paid attention to those unowned resource points, but turned his attention to those resource points occupied by the prehistoric world.

"Pass on my order. Everyone, stop all gathering and occupation activities and gather together."

"Everyone set off for the location I designated."

Antonidas' voice echoed throughout the camp.

"That's their closest stronghold to us. There don't seem to be many defenders there. We must crush them with the force of thunder!"

"Let those barbarians know that our noble magicians must not be desecrated!"

The target he chose was the "Earth Fire Furnace" resource point guarded by five thousand giant warriors led by Panshi.

There is a lot of special ore here that contains the power of earth fire. It is very beneficial for forging, but its location is relatively prominent.

Ye Chuyun used his powerful power to detect the movements of the magic world's army almost the moment they began to gather.

Unfortunately, the soldiers could not be summoned.

Otherwise, if he directly uses the Eye of God, almost the entire foreign battlefield will be under his control.

"Sure enough, you can't hold your temper anymore." A smile appeared on Ye Chuyun's lips. Obviously, this was within his expectations.

"Want to use the rock as a breakthrough point?"

"It's a good idea, but unfortunately I chose the wrong person."

He thought about it and sent out an order.

The Underworld Furnace Stronghold.

Panshi stood on the high ground at the entrance of the furnace, carrying his iconic flaming hammer and looking at the faint fluctuations coming from the distant sky. Instead of being nervous, he grinned with a ferocious smile.

"Brothers, guests are coming. Cheer up and let them experience the hospitality of the giants."

Five thousand burly giant warriors responded with deep roars.

They held their weapons tightly, ready to attack at any time.

At the same time, an avatar with the same aura as Ye Chuyun's original body appeared silently in the shadows behind the stronghold, waiting quietly.

Before long, the distant sky was lit up by magical lights of various colors.

Led by Antonidas, more than 30,000 elite troops from the magical world came in a mighty force.

At the front are the Paladins wearing enchanted armor, riding their war horses and charging towards here in a mighty manner.

On their left and right are elven archers and druids, and in the middle are magicians holding staffs.

There were even a dozen summoned wyverns circling at low altitude, making a huge noise.

Although their origins have been weakened, their huge numbers still make them exude a suffocating sense of oppression.

Antonidas hovered in mid-air, his staff pointed at the rock: "Leave no one behind!"

"For the glory of Erathia!"

The Paladins charged, their hooves thundering like thunder.

The elven archers drew their bows like full moons, and countless arrows shining with magical light poured down like raindrops.

The mages in the back began to chant.

Fireballs, ice spears, wind blades, arcane missiles... colorful magical lights began to converge, about to form a devastating covering attack.

However, at this moment, something strange happened!

The clone that had been lurking moved.

He stepped out of the shadows and appeared right in front of the magic army.

Facing the overwhelming rain of magic arrows and the combined magic attack, he simply raised his right hand, spread out his five fingers, and pressed forward lightly.

The force of space instantly spread out with him as the center, completely solidifying the space hundreds of meters in front of him.

In an instant, time seemed to stand still.

Those magical arrows that shot out finally hovered in the air strangely, and the tails of the arrows were still trembling slightly.

The momentum of the Paladins' charge came to an abrupt halt, and both they and their horses were frozen in place.

They still maintained a charging posture, with ferocious expressions on their faces, but their eyes were full of horror.

The huge magic power gathered by the mages lost control in an instant. The fireballs and ice spears that were about to take shape fluctuated violently in the air, and then backfired violently because the casting channel was forcibly interrupted.

Countless mages turned pale and vomited blood. They suffered severe magic backlash and their formation was in chaos.

Even the wyvern hovering at low altitude flapped its wings in vain, unable to move at all.

More than one-third of the entire magical world's military forces were easily and completely imprisoned by the clone.

The picture is both weird and shocking.

"What kind of power is this?" Antonidas' pupils suddenly shrank, and the anger in his heart was instantly replaced by boundless horror.

"Could this be the power of the law?"

He could feel how vast and exquisite the spatial force that enveloped the battlefield was, which far exceeded his understanding of spatial magic.

"Attack." The clone gave the order coldly.

The rock and giant legions, which had been waiting for a long time, took action immediately.

Panshi took the lead and went straight into the enemy camp.

The paladins who were still under control were like paper in front of the Giant King's power, and both the men and their horses were smashed into meat paste.

The other giant warriors were like tigers among a flock of sheep, brandishing their huge weapons and frantically harvesting the immobilized enemies.

A one-sided massacre.

In just a few breaths, thousands of elite warriors from the magic world who were trapped in space suffered heavy casualties and were completely defeated.

“It shouldn’t be like this!!”

Antonidas waved his staff wildly, trying to cast powerful legendary magic to break the restraints.

But the spatial barrier was so strong beyond imagination that his magic only caused ripples when it landed on it.

"Quickly concentrate your firepower on that spellcaster!"

He pointed at Ye Chuyun's clone.

The remaining mages endured the pain of backlash and tried to gather their magic power.

However, Ye Chuyun's clone just glanced at them indifferently and disappeared again.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the mages like the god of death.

The clone put his fingers together like a sword and slashed lightly.

A long, thin black space crack was slowly torn open like a zipper.

Wherever it passed, both the mages' shields and their bodies were cut silently.

Screams rang out one after another, and the mage group lost more than half of its members in an instant.

The clones moved around as if strolling in the garden, taking away large numbers of lives with each attack.

No matter how many there are, they all seem so pale and powerless in the face of absolute strength.

Antonidas tried his best to cast several powerful single forbidden spells, but they were all swallowed up by the space rifts torn open by his clone.

What's worse is that the opponent just used his body to resist and was unharmed.

The gap between the two sides is too big.

Antonidas' carefully prepared counterattack turned into a complete crushing defeat in the end.

In less than half an hour, the 30,000 elite vanguards sent by the magic world were almost wiped out. Only the great magician Antonidas and a few legendary wizards escaped back in a panic relying on their life-saving trump cards.