Tsengqi is known as the God of Devilish Way, so he naturally doesn't need to say much about magic. He is also familiar with fate, history, and various conspiracies.

It is rumored that Tsengqi is familiar with the changes and laws of the universe. His plan spans thousands of years and even knows the ultimate fate of every distant star. The ultimate fate of mortals can be controlled at will in His hands like a puppet.

Julius is a nail that Tsengchi put in Silver Moon City, so he is actually a very powerful spellcaster, but unlike Kelthas, his way of controlling magic is closer to that of a witch, and he must call for magical energy through his psychic energy.

When facing magic, Kelthus is more like a materialist. He not only knows what he can do with magic, but also why he can do it, and in the process, he understands how magic energy is converted to achieve the final result.

Julius is a pure idealist. He doesn't know how he did it. He only knows that when he feels he can do it, everything will happen naturally. If he succeeds, it is all attributed to Saint Tsengchi's favor. If he fails, it is entirely because he is not pious enough.

So, when Kelthus tried to release a storm of flames sweeping all the traitors present, Julius opened his arms and closed his eyes as if to meet the impending death: "I stand here, and Saint Tsengchi will not let you hurt me at all."

Then, the large magical substance that Kelthus was brewing turned into a slightly warm breeze. If Xu Yichen was asked to use an exact word to describe it, he could only think of it - this is a hot fart.

In the shadow of Tsengchi's power, the idealist won a great victory.

This is also why in the memory of the Grey Knight's highest mentor, the super empire that faced chaos head-on is often used tactics similar to the medieval cold weapon era to strike chaos.

The more complex things are, the more likely they will be to have problems when facing chaos. Kelthus's magic requires hundreds of magic nodes to condense and complex energy conversion. The evil god of Chaos only needs to change a little bit of things in these hundreds of steps to make them harmless and funny.

Xu Yichen only needs to swing the [War Disaster] and use its sharp serration to hit the enemy in front of him. Even Tsengqi cannot completely change the basic physical constant of this world, making the fine gold blade no longer sharp, and making the weight of the [War Disaster] great sword disappear.

To be honest, it is difficult to tell whether the slim and tall creatures like elves have been attacked by the corpse of the demon hunter who were cut to death by the sharp blade or simply smashed his head by the weight of [War Disaster].

"Human! This is the internal problem of our elves!" Kelthas blushed, his hands dancing wildly in the air, and his hands were ten magic rings on his palms, leaving complex magic patterns in the air. If the elves had not had one more knuckle than humans, they would never have done such a thing.

With Kelthas' movements, dozens of sharp spears condensed from ice icy appeared in the air, and the surrounding air became extremely dry because it was drained from water.

"Sorry, this is the problem between this world and chaos. I am specifically responsible for dealing with this problem!" The heavy weapon of the Demon Hunter drew a deadly arc. An elf sword dancer with a metal helmet avoided the sweep of [War Disaster] with amazing flexibility. As a result, he was kicked by Xu Yichen's black feet and broke his hips, folding it into an angle that made people feel painful to look at and fell to the ground.

Julius has been observing the demon hunter, and he wondered why the great Saint Tsengchi had been paying attention to this human being. He grew up in Silver Moon City since childhood and had an impression of human beings that his lifespan was short, weak, and insidious were useless except for the number.

He claims to be the most orthodox successor of the Elf Royal Court, the prejudice and discrimination of the Silver Moon City elves against humanity has been maintained for a thousand years, and it can be foreseeable that if it is not destroyed this time, this prejudice and discrimination will continue.

Why would the great weaver of fate focus on this creature that is fleeting in the long river of fate?

At Julius's sign, more elves and extraordinary people joined the encirclement of the besiege of the Demon Hunter.

The magical principles brewed by Kelthus once again failed under Julius's deliberate interference. The ice spear turned into water balls without lethality, and there was no threat to turn a few elves into chickens.

"Mr. Kelthas, as you can see, the power of my Lord is everywhere and omnipotent. You have always taken the welfare of the elves of Silver Moon City as your responsibility. Why don't you consider becoming a believer of my Lord?" Jurius stood on the back of the screamer and circled around the elves' consul, making up one lie and conspiracy after another. His hatred for Silver Moon City and his hatred for his family were so profound that he could never find any other ending he could accept except to completely destroy them.

Even if Kelthas was really bewitched by himself, Julius would sacrifice the city and its residents without hesitation after his success, without leaving any grass.

"Dream! Julius, what you did can only prove that your father and I did not see the wrong person. You have always been a useless waste." Kelthas continued to analyze the reasons for his magic failure, trying to find a way to break the deadlock.

In this process, the elf consul had to wave his magic sword and clumsyly block the enemy's joking attack.

A ranger on the Fallen side was using the force that Kelthus could react to, provoking the elf consul with arrows one by one, allowing him to keep moving and jumping up and down like a monkey.

"It's useless, Lord Kelthas, I will no longer be angry with such words. I have completed my revenge on the family." Jurius pulled open his cloak and showed his 'trophy' like Kelthas.

Two elves' heads were transplanted on both sides of Julius' waist and abdomen, one of Nianus's, and the other of his wife. Their mouths were sealed with silk threads, but they remained alive, revealing a breath of sadness and despair, and they were so close that they could never meet.

"You crazy man!" Kelthas's steps staggered, and the arrow that was supposed to flash through his unprepared palm.

This is chaos. For the first time, Kelthus understood the enemy he faced so deeply. It was not written information, nor heard from other elves, but seen and experienced with his own eyes.
Chapter completed!