Chapter 477

All the messengers knew about Adam the Magician. They also knew that the only reason they could receive assistance from the Magicians was because of Adam's idea. Therefore, they had a good impression of Adam.

However, they had no idea about Adam's actual strength.

Logically speaking, the strength of a Super Dimensional Mage shouldn't be weak. However, in their plane, those who were in charge of miscellaneous tasks were all from the same race who didn't have high combat talent. A true warrior wouldn't be distracted. Therefore, they were somewhat doubtful whether Adam would be able to defeat his opponent, that Immortal.

From the moment Adam, who had not appeared in public for a long time, walked into the messengers' area, they knew that the countless small conflicts had finally led to a high-level duel. The result of this duel would affect the way the two giants interacted with each other. Perhaps, it would also quell the boring battles that they had been fighting.

The street was empty. The messengers had all gathered together and hid in a safe place to wait and watch the battle. They did not want to be accidentally injured. Although the level of these messengers was not much lower than Adam's, their actual strength was not the same. Moreover, if one side died and caused a large-scale conflict, the messengers would die in vain. No one would care about their lives.

Adam did not fly. Instead, he walked along the street step by step.

This was what Wanxiang had meant before. She wanted to continue the battle that had not started before to resolve the dispute between the two sides. Otherwise, she would leave with the Immortal Army after the war.

Adam did not know why Wanxiang, who had always wanted to form an alliance, changed her mind so quickly. Something big must be happening in the Immortal Realm. It was a pity that the Magicians did not have the means to obtain information.

However, the Magicians would not give in, even if they had to break off their relationship with the Immortals. Without the Immortal Army, they would only have less information. The war would be more troublesome. However, once they gave in, it would be a huge blow to the Magicians' overall morale. The Holy Tower's faction would lose a lot of prestige. The Liberals would not let go of this opportunity to attack the Holy Tower.

A person walked out of the Immortal Realm Embassy. He wore a navy blue Taoist robe and had nothing on him except for a long sword on his back. He didn't say anything either, but slowly and firmly walked towards Adam.

The street was desolate, and an indescribable energy aura surged. The two instantly formed a collision of domains. Dull explosions rang out, but before they could cause any damage, they were immediately annihilated by the next wave of explosions, maintaining a dangerous balance.

As the distance between the two got closer, the battle became more and more intense. However, the strange thing was that after crossing a critical point, everything disappeared. The long street was calm and peaceful, as if it had entered a magic-free zone from a high-magic zone.

The messengers looked at each other, not knowing what the two of them were up to. However, the mages and immortals' expressions turned serious. They knew that what happened just now was just the most superficial probing. They wanted to see the extent of the other party's strength. Now, the battle had just begun.

The two of them didn't speak, didn't meet, and didn't show their magical equipment or magical equipment, but the battle had already begun.

As they got closer, the air became more and more stagnant. Even their footsteps became slower and slower. The emissaries could not help but hold their breaths.

Suddenly, the immortal drew his sword first.

The expressions of the immortals who were watching the battle changed, but the mages suddenly relaxed. They knew that the immortal was at a disadvantage in the battle of strength, so he needed to show his immortal equipment to save the situation.

After the immortal rode his sword, his entire aura became sharp. He took seven steps forward, aggressive. The surrounding energy gathered into a sword, cutting through the stagnant air with his steps.

The emissaries started to breathe again, looking at Adam, wanting to see how he would deal with it.

Adam didn't respond, and his footsteps were the same as before. However, those swords and their sharp aura couldn't get close to him at all. They even disappeared without a trace.

"What's going on?"

"Why can't I understand this battle?"

The emissaries looked at each other and whispered.

The immortal sword stopped in front of the immortal and shook violently. It seemed to be imprisoned by something and couldn't break free. The immortal's expression became colder and colder. Without stopping, he made a sword sign and shouted, "Go!"

The immortal sword shone brightly. It spun thousands of times in the center and broke free from the shackles. After that, it didn't return to the immortal's hand. Instead, it stabbed toward Adam.

This was a swordsman. His cultivation was all about the sword. That sword was the energy of his body's will, the continuation of everything.

The speed of the sword wasn't very fast, and it couldn't be fast because the space in front of Adam was deceptive and discontinuous. It needed to cut through them layer by layer to reach Adam.

Adam exhaled. Above the long street, within the crystal wall system, the Electromagnetism in combat form appeared.

Adam didn't have the idea of using the power of the origin to bully others. He just waved his hand, and the Electromagnetism turned into a magic staff and fell into his hand. Then, he gently waved the magic staff from top to bottom.

The immortal sword suddenly stopped in place. The sword's cry was shrill like the last howl of a beast. The sword light became dim, and the owner of the immortal sword looked as if he had been struck by lightning. His face was pale, and a moment later, small wounds appeared on his body.

Some immortals stood up abruptly. They had already seen that the swordsman was about to lose. This was no ordinary cultivator. They couldn't just watch him die.

At this time, the mages watching the battle also stood up together. The majestic magical domain pressed down without any concealment. In the rules of the mages, outsiders were never allowed to interfere in a fair duel. Now, as long as the immortal dared to do anything out of line, they would tear apart the restraint that was barely maintained.

A large-scale conflict was about to break out.

The battle hadn't ended yet, but the two sides were already at daggers drawn.

At this moment, the battle below changed again. This change came so fast that no one expected it.

The tip of Adam's magic staff fell to the ground with a soft bang, echoing in everyone's ears.

Part of the immortal sword remained in the real world, and part of it fell into the folds of space. The immortal couldn't help but groan. The wound widened, and blood splattered.

At the same time, the existence of the whole long street suddenly became extremely strange, as if it had been separated from the plane.

Pop!

Like a dragon moving underground, the long street was penetrated and folded. The concept of distance was redefined. Adam's figure became blurred and unpredictable. There was a flash of light, and the two passed by each other.

The law enforcement robots on standby all exploded in advance. Black energy covered the surroundings, blocking everyone's vision for a moment so that they couldn't face the light directly.

Pa.

The footsteps landed with a soft sound, which was clearly heard in this dead silent environment. The long street returned to normal. Adam stood still, turned around, and put away the magic staff.

The immortal sword shattered and disappeared, and the immortal turned into ashes.