An indescribable tremor shook the world, like a white-faced blade cutting through the atmosphere. The wind pressure was twisted to the extreme and converged towards the man from all directions at a speed beyond recognition. The violent storm seemed to tear open a rift in the void, and only the will-o'-the-wisps were visible. The colored eyes leave an elusive trace.
Naturally, the stage began to collapse since it could not withstand such huge pressure. At the scene where the storm was raging, the two king-level experts barely managed to steady themselves, raised their heads and looked towards the center of the storm with startled eyes.
"What on earth is this...!?"
The raging wind, like a natural disaster, lifted up the man's long gray-brown hair. At the moment when the four tracers intertwined, the shock wave that was generated spread out in a circle with the man as the center.
In such an unprecedented whirlpool of destruction, a tall, bright yellow figure enveloped the man's body. The old man with the name of the dragon replaced the man's other arm, stringing the bow, and the two turned each other's existence into swords. The halberd brings the miracle of the "age of gods" to the world.
On the one hand, there is a firm will to carry out the chess piece of destiny, full of thoughts of killing gods.
And the other side——
"I sincerely listen to you, and wish to purify my sins. It is like the strong wind and mist that scatter the eight layers of clouds in the sky."
Above the city, it seemed as if the waves were rising through the darkness, and together with the rising sun, they were rising high in the night sky.
An earth-shattering dragon roar was heard at the edge of the battlefield. The blond girl turned around together with the soldiers beside her. However, after a moment of hesitation, there was silence. But the next moment, it was enough to make the mountains The terrifying wave of collapse suddenly blasted into the battlefield.
That brilliance was like a star dying, a violent impact like the power of heaven coming to the world, overturning the surface of the earth - that is the truth of the miracle that rewrote this territory. After the age of the gods, no one can stop it. How can it be explained? A blow for "destruction"!
A devastating arrow unleashed the torrent of murderous intent entangled in the whirlwind of destruction on the surface of the earth, crushing all obstacles along the way as easily as dust from clothes. The torrent of murderous intent will sweep away the ground and tear the sky apart. No matter it is darkness or figures, not even the debris will be left behind. It will be swept away by the raging storm and disappear in the distance of the ridge and the end of the horizon.
The soldiers of the Imperial Army stopped what they were doing and looked towards the battlefield swept by the storm. They were all impressed by the power of this arrow.
Looking around, a gap was torn open in the sky, and the earth also collapsed and cracked, forming huge flaws on the surface that seemed to last forever.
Seeing that the Demon King's army, which numbered less than 100,000, fell in this blow, Garius was shocked and raised the sword in his hand high, looked up to the sky and let out a war cry.
Baron's arrow from his bow was like a fuse. At the same time, Nirvana, who witnessed this feat, also understood and focused her attention on the battlefield.
"The commander has decided the fate with one arrow. This is the moment when the enemy army is defeated. Brave and fearless soldiers, listen to my orders and pursue the victory!"
As soon as the battle flag danced, the leader's protection instantly enveloped the entire battlefield. The soldiers removed the lingering thoughts of the tragic death of their companions, took up their weapons, and launched an even more violent attack on the monsters that were coming to kill them amid bursts of shouts. Charge and counterattack!
On top of the city, as Barong let go, the war bow turned into a stream of light and dispersed in mid-air. Looking into the distance, he could only see a lonely figure left on the devastated battlefield after being swept by the storm. If he hadn't If you were mistaken, what blocked the blow that was given the real name of Villafa Nededonua was an impeccable sword light, and this move was obviously made by that figure.
"Is that guy the commander of the Demon King's Army?" After sighing, the remaining two king-level experts took a step forward and followed Baron's gaze to the center of the battlefield. The slightly abrupt existence was throwing While questioning, both of their expressions became solemn.
"The opponent must have great strength to be able to block this arrow. I have a hunch that that guy will be more difficult to deal with than any opponent we have come into contact with before!" Kun frowned and considered carefully. The Spirit King still chose to express his intuition.
"No matter who the saint is, he will be cut off by the sword of the old man." Judgment made through his own eyes rarely allowed Kujoji Genro to agree with the other party's point of view, but as he said, the journey to the frontier will last for thousands of years. He was inseparable from the sword in his hand. Since the sword had no intention of being afraid, then why should he be afraid?
The wind gently shook the man's hair, and his eyes never left his opponent for even a moment. Facing the seemingly frivolous gaze cast by him from miles away, his expression gradually became serious.
"Since we see that the commander of the legion is taking the lead regardless of difficulties, then the highest commander should do the same." Balong said: "As the saying goes, capture the thief first, capture the king first. The two seniors are ready and follow me out of the city to fight!"
Just like a fisherman waiting for the fish to take the bait, the enemy commander whose identity was exposed no longer chose to hide, but waited quietly for the arrival of the three, but before that...
A thin figure wearing a cloak stood. Just a minute ago, he was surrounded by an army of powerful monsters. In just a blink of an eye, he was the only one left here. Among the troops he led, More than 100,000 people seemed to have evaporated, being taken away by the devastating storm. Thinking back on the arrow just now, it still made his heart palpitate, but in fact it was only to the extent that he could care about it. If compared with "that adult", this power is still too immature.
The cloaked figure was thinking, feeling some abnormalities in the surrounding air. He turned his head and looked calmly, and saw a brave man covered in monster blood holding a huge ruler sword that was taller than his body, like a wild beast. It was rushing towards this direction at an unimaginable speed.
"Sword King Galius?" Seeing the Mad King's attack, he showed a hearty smile: "Ha, let's just think of it as a warm-up!"
It only took a few breaths to get here from the top of the city, but before that, Garius, who had arrived first, had already started a fierce confrontation with the opponent. The black-robed figure holds a silver one-handed sword, and his thin figure is in sharp contrast with Galius. But even in the face of Galius's full offensive, the former did not appear panicked when he parried, and With ease, at least from the outside, the battle between the two is indistinguishable.
The sound of swords and halberds is endless, the attack distances are different, and the speeds are different, but the competition between the two sides is indistinguishable. With a roar, Garius stepped forward with his blade, facing the sword gang that was turning in all directions, mercilessly smashing all nearby objects. Even if he hesitated for only a second, he would immediately fall into the vortex of death.
Suddenly the opponent in the battle, the man in black robe, raised his sword in the unavoidable sword wind, and calmly offset the sharp edge that was enough to cut off his body and armor together. Even the three thousand afterimages created by the coefficient of "Tianchen Yixin" were all resolved one by one with the most simple and vigorous slash.
The swordsmanship of the man in black robe is not changeable, and does not even belong to any of the ten major systems in the mainland today. In the eyes of outsiders, it is just an extension based on the opening and closing of the basic sword style. However, his level of familiarity reaches Even a master of swordsmanship like Gallius can't help but be amazed.
"There's something wrong with this guy!" In the blink of an eye, there were another ten rounds of confrontation. At the moment when the swords of both sides were parrying, Garius's blood-red eyes met the eyes of the other party.
——That is, eyes as clear as gems, as high-spirited as a young man!
"...human...or...boy...?!"
