649 The Difference in Nature of Power 1
Soon, three streaks of light approached and stopped in front of the two disaster apostles. They were three battle saints.

The leader was a handsome man with short golden hair and a golden pattern on his forehead. His gaze swept across the green robes of the two disaster apostles, and his expression changed slightly.

” People from the Order of Natural Disaster? How is that possible?”

There were two Battle-Saints beside him. One of them was a tall and sturdy Devil Snake, while the other was a bronze-skinned Northern Wood person who was about two meters tall.

At this moment, the two Battle-Saints’ expressions changed. They were in disbelief.

“The people of the Order of Natural Disaster have been corrupted by the mutation and should not be able to enter the Land of Origin. You actually came in?!”

The Snake-Devil Battle-Saint sounded surprised.

Northern Wood looked at the spatial rift behind the two of them and frowned.

“Did you come in through this spatial rift? I didn’t expect you to actually have a way to enter.”

This guess made the three Battle-Saints’ hearts heavy.

The Church of Natural Disaster was extremely powerful, stronger than any single human race. If the Church of Natural Disaster could enter the upper levels of the Land of Origin, it would be bad news for all the genetic warriors in the upper levels of the Land of Origin.

The blond Mingguang man’s face was solemn as he said,

“There are only two apostles guarding this place. Aren’t they looking down on us?”

The Devil Snake Battle Saint sneered.

“Let the Order of Natural Disaster lose two apostles today.”

The aura of the three of them surged as they approached the two disaster apostles.

However, the two disaster apostles had a cold smile on their faces. The beautiful human woman smiled and said,

“Do you really think it’s just the two of us?”

She waved her hand, and the strange flames around them distorted. More than ten strange-looking mutated attendants with Saint-tier auras walked out and surrounded the three of them.

All the mutated apostles and servants had their auras locked onto the three Battle-Sages. The powerful pressure caused the expressions of the three Battle-Sages to change drastically.

“How can there be so many Saint Rank experts? Even the Church of Calamity shouldn’t have so many Saint-levels.”

The Battle-Saint’s aura surged as he shouted in disbelief.

The human apostle sneered and waved his hand. All the Mutated Servants roared and their bodies burned with flames. Powerful spiritual energy surged and attacked the three of them.

These Mutated Attendants had different directions of mutation. Some had extremely powerful bodies, some had strange and corrosive Mutated Flames, and some could stimulate whispers that could make people lose their minds and even corrode others’ minds.

Mutants couldn’t use supernatural genes, battle skills, or geno armaments, but they could still use their mutation abilities to become extremely powerful.
In fact, the strength of the mutated humans was even stronger than ordinary genetic warriors of the same level.

Although these dozen or so Mutated Servants had only just reached the level of Saints, their strength could not be compared to any single Battle Sage in a one-on-one battle. However, they could not withstand their numbers.

In addition, there were two more powerful disaster apostles.

The three Battle-Saints were already at a disadvantage.

The leading Radiant person used the power of light. His entire body was burning with a ball of light flames. He was wearing a golden battle armor and holding a heavy sword.

Flames condensed on the heavy sword, and every attack carried a powerful aura of light. Even the Mutated Servants that were hit showed signs of burning. The power was extremely powerful.

As for the Devil Snake Battle Saint, he possessed a water-type combat skill. He waved his staff and would occasionally cast a shield on his two companions, heal their injuries, or use the water-type binding ability to control his opponents.

The other Northern Woodman Battle-Saint possessed a defensive combat skill. His skin had an additional black-golden pattern. His physical strength was extremely high, and his strength was extremely powerful.

But even so, he was besieged by a group of mutated servants and mutated apostles. His defense was unable to withstand the attacks. In just a short period of time, the Northern Woodman Battle-Saint was the first to suffer from a large number of injuries. Blood gushed out, and his face was somewhat pale.

He retreated for a distance and was nourished by the dark blue water flow of the Snake Demon Race Battle Saint. His wounds began to heal, but the corrosive aura remained in his body. Even if the Snake Demon Race Battle Saint had a purifying battle skill, it was unable to purify the aura quickly due to its low level.

The three of them were besieged, and it was getting harder and harder for them to hold on. At this moment, the one-eyed iron apostle let out a low growl. Green patterns burned on his skin, and his aura soared. While the three battle saints were blocking the mutated attendant’s attack, he arrived behind the Northern Woodsman Battle Saint. He clenched his right fist and punched towards the back of the Northern Woodsman Battle Saint.

Boom!

An explosion sounded. The battle sage of the Northern Wood Tribe was surrounded by the water shield condensed by the battle sage of the Snake Demon Tribe, as well as his own powerful defensive ability.

Even so, the water shield was broken in an instant. The powerful force slammed into the Northern Woodman Battle Saint’s back, but his powerful defensive ability was unable to completely block it. His face turned pale, and the bones in his entire body creaked. His body was sent flying, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.