The sound of the icicles cracking and collapsing into pieces seemed to fall deep into the hearts of everyone who witnessed this scene.
What they saw was the young man holding a staff, standing alone in the center of the battlefield. A steady stream of light emitted from the crystal on the head of the staff, reflecting patches of icy blue rising from the ground. Getting up, the servants of the Great Elementalist were walking slowly towards the Gray Knight on the trembling ground with heavy steps.
The knights raised their heads involuntarily, and the depths of their eyes of different colors reflected these tall giant statues. They were juxtaposed with each other, like a moving ice wall.
They backed away slowly.
The ice giant raised its giant claw high and struck down with a palm. With a loud noise, the knights fell down one after another. These elemental creatures of more than 20 levels, with just one blow, caused the Crow Claw Temple's formation to scatter.
It seemed that the entire frontal battlefield was filled with the figures of these tall elemental creatures. Although they were not indestructible, every time they advanced or fell, they turned into pieces of ice and collapsed, but in exchange, they were the defense line of the God Guard Knights. Amidst the flickering white lights, he was retreating step by step.
At that moment, even onlookers could see that the balance of victory was tipping towards one side on the battlefield.
Without a backup plan, the situation in Crow's Claw Temple has become precarious. These tall ice giants that slowly pushed down the icicles and continued to shake off the snowy wind as they walked out of the cracks were proof of this.
The frontal breakthrough has been blocked.
The light from the torches on both sides of the forest has overflowed to the edge of the valley bottom, like two tides crashing together. That moment seemed to have passed for a long time, but in fact it was just an instant. Unprepared, the gray knights and mercenaries on both sides fell down as if they were drawn into a torrent.
Different from the frontal stalemate, the battle between the redeemed and the mercenaries on both wings of the battlefield became fierce almost instantly. With nearly twice the enemy's strength on the local battlefield, the Redeemed side quickly gained an advantage, causing the two wings of the Crow's Claw Temple to become shaky.
The mercenaries were already a little shaken, and the Gray Knights also had a gloomy look in their eyes - they were not invincible against these ice colossi, but the chance of breaking through this line of defense in a short time was slim.
But they may still have a bargaining chip, and people can't help but cast their eyes on the man in the center of the battlefield - it's just that Bad Black Feather is holding a sharp sword at the moment and seems taciturn.
Looking at the scene in front of him, he faintly felt an aura from the giant statues, and his brows couldn't help but frown a little.
The caretaker only retrieved a hint of familiarity from his long-distant memory, but it was not an extraordinary means. "Elodhar-Morning...Marlan." He whispered the name with a faint brilliance in his eyes.
Here they come, the Saints of Etalia.
He raised his head and stared at the stars in the sky. One of the stars seemed to have penetrated the layers of dark clouds, shining with dark red brilliance.
That time has come——
He slowly turned around, his eyes seemed to have faded and turned gray, and he raised his sword:
"Get ready to attack with me."
The bodyguard knights beside him lowered their heads and caressed their chests, and agreed together.
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The silence in the live broadcast room at this moment symbolizes the surprise in people's hearts.
Most people had a hint of surprise in their eyes, perhaps not expecting that they would have the opportunity to witness such a wonderful battle in the First World. This kind of excitement does not come from the equal match between the two sides, or from the repeated fight to the death, or from the unexpected tactics displayed.
But many people were looking at the young people in the center of the battlefield, exchanging their opinions at this moment.
Ritual spells, unexpected combat talents, naturalist - and the most famous guardian knight in the third division. It has been too long since they have seen outstanding newcomers among the free-chosen candidates. In the past ten years, there may occasionally be one or two familiar names.
But why are there so many?
What is the legendary experience behind this small group called the Seven Seas Troupe?
Perhaps these young people are far from capable at the moment, and are not worth mentioning compared to the truly top legends. Even the potential they contain has yet to be verified by time.
But just such a battle at the moment was enough to shock people. When they saw those few people blocking the Gray Knights' army, the trembling feeling in their hearts was simply indescribable. How many days ago was it last time they witnessed such a fascinating picture?
Five years, ten years? Or the 'dynasty' era of the third division twice?
At that time, people were already familiar with the stars twinkling in the night sky, and they could even whisper the names one by one.
That was the time of dawn——
People watched this scene silently, and even noticed some details that ordinary people did not notice.
The sound of fighting is shaking through the forest——
Mixed among the crowd, the alliance officials just woke up at this moment.
He seemed to have realized that if they could not break out, death would be waiting for them. But he couldn't believe that one of the four guardians of the Storm Lord, all the power gathered here in the Crow's Claw Temple in the Ancient Tower, was not the opponent of a ragtag group of people?
In desperation, he suddenly turned around and grabbed the shoulder of the young man next to him: "Go help them!"
Ruoshui was watching this with great interest and couldn't help being startled. He turned around with a troubled look on his face: "Director, the higher ups didn't allow us to interfere."
"That's because they don't know what's going on here." The other party's face was a little distorted, and he tried to raise his voice: "It's because the people in the Crow's Claw Temple underestimated the enemy, but we must not let those people suffer this shit. They are nothing but a piece of loose sand, why are they our opponents?"
Ruoshui was silent for a moment and couldn't help but look in that direction.
He seemed somewhat convinced.
Indeed, as a newcomer from the Descendants of Flor youth training camp, he looked down on these non-scientific people in his heart. He said they were selected candidates, but in fact they were just a waste of places. Of course, there are only a few geniuses in this society, and he can completely understand this:
Most people are mediocre and self-righteous, which is a bit disgusting.
That's why he hates amateurism.
He shook his head in his mind, but at least he still looked humble on his face: "I'll try my best."
He had witnessed the entire battle before, and naturally saw the opponent's performance. Although the ritual spells were wonderful, they were not the strength of one person after all.
Of course he knew the strength of a high-level spell caster. He had fought with some elites in the guild and experienced the horror of such a battle, but he did not believe that these people also had such strength.
How many such spellcasters are there among the descendants of Flor? That person is either a top genius, even better than himself, or a veteran who has accumulated experience over many years, but the other person is obviously not considered one of them.
Moreover, outside spellcasters often have a common problem. They rely too much on their teammates. They are unable to attack and cannot defend. Once they are close, they often cannot perform 10% of their strength.
He has fought against many opponents who are not worth mentioning. Compared with the truly top players, the opponent lacks the experience to deal with them calmly.
Ruoshui pulled out the dagger and bit it in his mouth. He gently touched the earring with his other hand and raised his head to look in that direction.
He lowered his eyelids and analyzed the video before. The opponent performed very well against the same spellcasting profession, but judging from his performance at the time, he still seemed a bit rusty. He secretly thought that he should be able to succeed with one blow.
...As for those ice colossi, they are just fancy burdens.
What was left was the fat man next to the other party. Ruoshui was thinking silently, analyzing every pros and cons.
The Iron Guard was widely praised in the community, but in his opinion, it was nothing more than that. He might have some ability, but his level was too low. After being promoted to a dozen levels and having a few more years of actual combat experience, it might still be worth a look, but by then, how could I be who I am now?
After thinking about this, he took one last look at the edge of the forest, where he found the only existence he was afraid of.
The first guardian knight from the third division, a student of Holy September, had just won the title of Newcomer King not long ago. Although he was not afraid of the opponent, he did not think that he could easily escape from the opponent.
However, after calculating the distance, Ruoshui felt relieved again. The guardian knight was not good at speed, so the opponent might not be able to catch up. What's more, one of the four knights of the Storm Lord brought by Bard Blackfeather is fighting with the opponent.
After making up his mind, he nodded, jumped up, and rushed towards the ice giants without concealing his figure.
When everyone was retreating, a cold light from the dagger in the young man's mouth attracted everyone's attention. Luo Yu also looked in that direction and realized something in his heart, "A person of Flor's descent." Luo Hao looked calmly and replied in a deep voice.
Bard Blackfeather and his bodyguard knights who entered the battlefield were gradually reversing the situation on the battlefield. Although they had not yet opened a gap in the frontal battle line, the situation on the battlefield had already become tense.
"What are you going to do?"
"Can you stop them?" Luo Hao asked again.
Luo Yu stared in that direction and remained silent without saying a word.
But only among the chosen ones, masters of this age can be found. But where do those few shadows sneaking among the crowd come from?
Ruoshui soon noticed that someone was moving with him - he turned around and saw the few shadows flashing through the gray knight array. They were definitely not the knights under the other party. The other party's movements were almost He must be careful.
An undetectable light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly realized something. The familiar route and movements - those were people from BBK and the Icon Guild. He remembered that he had cooperated with these people in the past.
The descendant of Flor actually deployed other personnel here.
However, he smiled and secretly ridiculed that the people in Jefflett's red team couldn't hold back after all. On the surface, they said they would not participate in the war, but in fact they sent extra manpower.
He wasn't quite sure why these people didn't directly intervene in this battle. Are they just some freely chosen people? He didn't know anything about what happened to El Paxin and Gula. He just saw these people. I'm sure of it in my heart.
Now that the people from Jefflett's red team have taken action, his private actions are nothing.
A shadow came across from the front. The young man held a dagger in his mouth. Without looking in that direction, he only jumped suddenly, turned around and crossed the ice giant's roaring claws.
The opponent's attack missed, and he turned around awkwardly, but the former had already landed on the ground and shot forward with an arrow. In that direction, two more ice giants surrounded them and flew towards them together, but the boy had turned into a stream of light and dodged out from between the ice giants that crashed to the ground.
He rolled to his feet, looked up, and found that only the Iron Guards of the Redeemed were waiting in front.
The other party was setting up a large shield, trying to surround him. But Ruoshui only smiled at these people, stretched out his hand to touch his earrings, and his figure instantly turned into a shadow, passing through the crowd of people.
But when the black mist turned into a human form again, as soon as he landed on the ground, he looked back, and the iron guards didn't even have time to react. In that direction, several gray shadows also crossed the defense line and came in this direction.
"They are not slow in their actions. Jeffrit and the others have not been idle in the past six months."
He admired secretly and then turned around.
But suddenly, Ruoshui was startled.
The naturalist's spell has not faded.
The glacier still lay across the battlefield at this moment. Although most of the crisscrossing glaciers had collapsed long ago, some remained between the towering ice walls. On the blue ice, under the young man's gaze, a dark red light seemed to be reflected between the dark shadows——
what is that?
Bard Black Feather was slashing open an ice colossus with one sword, and watched it split into two and slowly slide down. But suddenly, a subtle feeling flashed through his heart, and he stopped involuntarily, raised his head and looked in one direction.
But within the field of vision, there were only rows of ice giants surrounding him in this direction - it seemed that he had single-handedly attracted the attention of all the ice giants, giving the Gray Knights in other directions a chance to break out. ——But the caretaker did not feel at all relaxed, and even felt faintly uneasy.
In the community, people finally reacted:
"It's the Chosen One!"
"Rainbow Alliance or descendants of Flor?"
"Didn't they say they wouldn't join the war?"
"Hmph, don't you know the virtues of these great guilds? Don't forget Covenant Mountain."
"The chaos in Covenant Mountain is much greater than it is now. This conflict may not even catch up with the chaos in White City."
"That being said, these young people seem to be winning..."
"That's not necessarily the case. The alliance has taken action."
"what is that?"
Suddenly someone reminded me in the live broadcast room.
In an instant, all sounds seemed to have died down.
Ruoshui also turned around, looking at the light reflected in his eyes with some surprise.
In fact, few people noticed that there was another person there——
In fact, only a few people's eyes fell on the box from the beginning.
Wandering horses are one of them.
He was looking at the young man in black, who said nothing and was silently looking at the enemy in front of him. His clothes were flying in the wind and snow, and his face was hidden between the low brim of the hat and the stand-up collar. Only a pair of deep, glowing eyes remained - and the light in those eyes only reflected the hand holding the sword, and the sword being drawn out inch by inch.
He remembered that he had seen this young man——
That was a long time ago, when he went to meet a friend called Lonely White Wilderness on Fenris Island. He remembered meeting this young man in the other party's team. What is the name of that guild? It seems to be the Rain Listeners.
'Crack' sound.
He pressed the pencil in his hand in half, and he finally found the only missing clue in the entire chain.
The Seven Seas Troupe has indeed been to Fenris Island.
"Who are you?"
Ruoshui looked at the other person and asked.
But the box remained silent and did not intend to answer the other party.
He only had the sword blade in his hand, along with the crow feathers on it, the dark red gemstone, the inscriptions carved on the sword body, and the silver-rimmed gloves with his five fingers that were gradually clenched. The pitch-black sword was as cold as a deep pool, and the flickering light was like a deep gem, reflecting the beating flames, as if it plucked the strings deep in everyone's heart.
The blade trembled slightly, drawing an elegant half-arc at the moment it was unsheathed, with a dark red light piercing everyone's sight.
That sword?
Bard Blackfeather suddenly stood up from his mount and chopped the ice giant in front of him with a sword. He looked in that direction with an unbelievable light in his eyes.
Everyone in the community felt a slight shock in their hearts.
Even the wandering horse instinctively felt the extraordinary power of this sword. He seemed to be able to feel the chill transmitted from the sword even outside the screen.
He couldn't help but shook his head and touched his heart with his hand, wondering if he had rested too late today and was hallucinating. But in fact, he was not the only one. Most people who noticed this scene, whether in this world or outside this world, all had a flash of fear in their hearts.
In the quiet forest, Miya was watching this scene with some surprise.
She couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"Has anyone seen it?" Someone in the channel was asking.
The box magic sword was unsheathed and pointed at the opponent.
Ruoshui involuntarily took the dagger from his mouth, held it in his hand, and cautiously took a step back. He felt something was wrong.
And under his gaze, there was suddenly some commotion in the forest in the distance, and a scream was heard from the pine forest there.
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