In the dark world, the blood-eyed maid Robert was hit by the giant mace in Roland's hand, and her shoulder blade was broken in an instant, and the whole person was also blown away by that huge force. It was only because of the violent wind that he did not fall to the ground and was entangled by the thousands of wooden vines that stretched up.

However, Roland's attacks were continuous, and his figure was also shadowy, and each of his blows was powerful and heavy, with the power of violent thunder and lightning. So that the opponent can no longer exchange injuries for injuries, under the bombardment of his many holy weapons, he can only continue to retreat, crumbling support.

Now he was only one step away! With just three or five more blows, he could completely blast through the blood-eyed maid's defenses!

"Boom!"

With another thunderclap, Robert's body was thrown away again, tumbling twelve miles away. At this time, Roland's figure also followed. The weapons on his eleven arms all showed a strong green light, which was the source power of the wood attribute, and it had been output to the extreme.

But at this moment, Roland Benedict's eyes showed a look of confusion.

It wasn't an accident in the battle, but a voice from the world of light that came to his ears – it was his ally Alexandra Howard.

This demigod, who usually has a loose personality and acts like a gentleman, is scolding in his ear: "Shit! Roland, you idiot, fool! You have been fooled, you have fallen for a little blue pool! You incompetent waste, you will die here today, everyone will be killed by you. ”

Fooled?

Roland Benedict didn't know why, but Howard's reminder still made him feel alarmed. At the same time, they realized one thing, the place they were in now was more than four hundred kilometers away from the place where he planted those demon seeds.

In the course of his fierce pursuit, they had unknowingly shifted the battlefield to this direction.

"I've heard my mistress say that you are also very responsible for her mother's death, Mr. Benedict, right?"

This was the first time Robert Yvonne had spoken, and this time her swords had held Roland's weapons firmly. Obviously, she was still embarrassed before, taking care of one or the other, but now, whether it is the confrontation of strength or source power, she is not left behind.

This scarlet eye also revealed a bit of imperceptible mockery.

"Now, then, please pay the price, and welcome this revenge that has been more than twenty years late!"

In Roland's shocked gaze, the wounds on Robert Yvonne's body healed in an instant, and the twelve 'fangs of the wind god' controlled by the hand of the hurricane also blew a storm of blades after that.

As those weapons clashed, countless sparks burst out, and the piercing sound of metal and detonation was like rain hitting plantains, endlessly, like a sound. The red sword rays that spanned more than 700 meters in the sky continued to sweep the sky, emitting a piercing whistling sound. With those many wind blades. Cut and shred those 'cables' behind Roland Benedict.

And Roland himself was also under Robert's offensive, and only held out for less than twenty seconds before he began to retreat. Two of his arms were directly cut off by Robert, and then two more swords stabbed directly into his body, forcibly sucking part of his flesh.

Roland's proud strength has been matched by the other party. And his source power is absolutely weak in the confrontation between the two sides.

This blood-eyed maid has a speed far beyond him. With the help of the 'wind', this slash reached 320 times in one second, more than twice as many as him!

So much so that Roland had to take the initiative to retreat, retreat to the ground, and retreat to the north. He knew that at this time, only by returning to the place where he had planted the demon seed could he barely compete with the current Blood-Eyed Maid.

The 'Sage of Vine' retreated with the same swiftness, not only did he use the thunder and lightning to bombard his opponent, but a heavy wooden wall rose on the way, and a wooden figure rose from the ground.

But none of this was working, and no means could stop the storm of blades that Robert Yvonne had raised. One after another, one after another, the high-pressure wind blades, all that stood in her way were shattered, and then in less than 30 seconds, he cut off the forty-five arms that Roland had regenerated, leaving many shocking scars on his body. Almost every one of those holy weapons containing divine power would devour a large amount of blood qi from him, making Roland gradually weaken.

Without the support of those 'magic seeds', and the 'cables' that could infuse him with abundant magical energy, the source power of this demigod is also rapidly depleting. Not only could they not maintain their previous strength, but even the twelve holy artifacts could not be maintained. He could only rely on that near-god-level holy weapon shield now to protect his core vital point.

However, he also felt that the force exerted on the shield was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was being hit by a giant beast, and it was also like defending against the fall of a meteor.

This near-god-level shield was still unshakable, but the arm that supported it was constantly cracking. As a result, Roland had to stretch out more arms and consolidate behind his shield.

But how is this possible?

Roland's eyes were full of unbelievable looks, which he really couldn't understand.

How could a newly promoted demigod have such a source force strength? According to his estimates, this woman would have to fight for at least two hours before she could grow to the point where she could grow to the point where she was on par with him under the increase of the battle wind.

But now, less than forty minutes into the battle, the woman was able to suppress him in turn.

"Boom!"

With another earth-shattering bang, the huge shield finally deflected slightly under Robert's slash. At this time, the maid's scarlet eyes flashed with a trace of cold silence.

"Slash!"

A crimson sword qi slashed out and crashed into it at the last moment. Not only did he forcibly cut off the huge wooden man, but he also cut off the head of Roland who was hiding inside.

This one's body regenerated rapidly, but he still had to meet the violent sword rain that kept slashing. In the continuous slashing, his body began to be chopped into pulp.

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"It's a weapon! That set of holy swords is bound by legendary-level souls, and they concentrate these legendary-level soul powers on Yvonne's body. The strength of the source force is closely related to the strength of the human soul. It's incredible. ”

On the roof of the Wildenstein Building, Roth Linden said this with a smirk.

"Two, it seems that the winner has been decided. The battle between us, it seems that we can begin—"

As soon as his staff pointed, a ten-story magic tower began to appear in the sky above the city of Atlanta. And the tip of the pale golden magic scepter showed a golden red glow.

"The Philip I used to talk about, that's a piece of waste! ”

After Alexandra Howard snorted coldly, she tidied up her suit a little and returned to her cold and indifferent look.

"Rest easy, the opening of the half-plane will take time, and I will not go to the dark world to fight you mages. ”

At this moment, the void around them distorted, and then a figure appeared in front of them. That was Nathan Witt, the chairman of the Atlanta Magic Tower Committee.