The battle is far from over, and perhaps it has just begun.

The pitch-black canopy pulls down the horizon and envelops everything.

The shadows of the trees in the low wood forest are longing, like ghosts dancing wildly.

The wandering warrior standing at the edge of the woods stood silently, holding up his long-bladed sword that radiated the light of faith in front of his eyes, and through the light of faith, he saw something that existed invisible.

A glint in his eyes erupted, and he strode into the woods.

The ghostly branch hit his face, pumping his blood, and the wandering warrior instantly realized that the trees in front of him were strangely alive!

The sword was raised, slicing a branch the thickness of an arm that danced from him, and he strode towards the fisheye tree, the tallest of the woods.

Kick, Kick, Kick!

His footsteps galloped, tossed by the wind of the autumn night, soaring high and reaching the top of the tree!

Woowoo!!

A heavy horn sounded like it came from an ancient battlefield, and the wandering warrior who was hurrying on the trunk of the tree was instantly alerted, pressed his body against the trunk, hugged it tightly, and in the endless darkness of the night, he merged with the trunk.

In the next moment, a hurricane slammed overhead!

Cut off the fisheye tree he's on!

The wandering warrior looked at the severed trunk of the tree above, climbed half a foot upward, and stood on top of the stump that was two feet high.

Looking into the distance, he saw that an overwhelming dark cloud was falling at a rapid speed, swooping towards him!

No!

That's not a dark cloud!

It's pitch black and huge like a mountain...... Winged Dragon!

More precisely, it wasn't a real dragon, but a terrifying undead creature!

The pitch-black and huge, metallic skeleton loomed in the boundless black mist, and the two black-robed men sat on top of one of the largest skeletons!

"Kill him!" the third screamed, ordering the undead dragon in his crotch!

"Kill him!" the fourth sat in the back, excitement in his eyes. The third took away the Gold Devouring Beast, but he was empty-handed, so after killing this powerful wandering warrior, he could naturally use his body to refine into an undead warrior! Judging from the strength of the wandering warrior's outburst, his realm was undoubtedly a high-level warrior! How could refining a high-level undead warrior not make him excited?

The undead dragon is the third most powerful undead creature! A moment ago, he threw out his only life-saving scroll, not to mention how distressed he was, seeing the wandering warrior burst out with such a powerful strength, he didn't dare to take it seriously, and directly summoned his strongest undead creature, the undead dragon, from the magic crystal ring!

Before taking a breath, the undead dragon launched its first attack, but it only allowed the alert wandering warrior to dodge.

Before, it had used that sharp bone wing to cut off the crown of the fisheye tree, but this time there was no canopy to cover it, and it saw the tiny human clearly, and a long howl sounded in the air!

Woooooooooooooooo

This is not the sound of a horn that can be spread all over the ancient battlefield, but his dragon roar!

As it flew downward, it spewed out a black aura in the air, overwhelming the sky and heading straight at the wandering warrior!

The wandering samurai, who had always defeated the enemy by the most direct means, was stunned, and in the process, he actually closed his eyes!!

And then!

A dazzling white light erupted from every pore on his body!

When he opened his eyes again, there was a white glow in them!

In just an instant, his whole body was filled with the power of the light of faith!

Standing on top of the stump, several meters high, the muscles of his body bulged one by one, most notably his thighs, and at that moment, the explosive muscular force tore through his linen trousers and sprayed thin from them.

In the next second, the stump under his feet suddenly split in half, and the figure of the wandering warrior had disappeared from the stump!

The power of the whistling wind blade and the power of faith exploded in the extreme on his thin-bladed longsword!

Others shot at the undead dragon from the sky in mid-air!

In the process, he had to face a thick black mist that erupted with the dragon's roar!

Nothing in the way!

The black mist tore apart, and he rushed up in the darkness!

In fact, the wandering warrior didn't know the strength of the undead dragon, but he used his most powerful power to face it head-on!

This is his martial arts:

Either war!

Die or die!

Never run away!

The undead dragon that flew down didn't know if it was because of fear, or because it was blinded by the white light that rose from the ground, and seeing that the other party was able to leap more than ten meters into the air and attack it, its two huge bone wings flipped over, and the endless undead qi turned around!

It's late!

Quack!

A sharp tearing sound sounded, and the thin-bladed longsword pierced the long wings of the bone dragon!

And the body of the wandering samurai came out directly from the middle of his long wings!

Click!

When the wandering warrior fell to the ground, one side of the long wings of the undead bone dragon hovering in mid-air exploded violently! Dozens of broken pitch-black bones fell from the sky, and the undead bone dragon that had been hit hard let out a scream and fell diagonally.

Immediately afterward, the wandering warrior rushed into the darkness and ran towards the place where the bone dragon had fallen.

Bang!

The echo of a huge fall sounded, the earth shook, and the sky was covered with dust.

In front of a mountain of black mist, the wandering warrior stopped.

In the black mist of the undead, the huge skull of the bone dragon loomed from it, and the two black-robed men lay on the ground, not knowing life and death.

The wandering samurai stood there waiting, he was waiting for the enemy to stand up!

From the Rescue Charity Association, he began to adjust the state in his body, and at this moment, his fighting spirit had reached its peak!

After a few short breaths, the two black-robed men lying on the ground finally moved, the third was staggering to their feet, and the fourth was trembling slightly, and then got up.

The wandering warrior didn't speak, he was still waiting for the enemy to come up with a more powerful one.

After the two black-robed men stood up, the bone dragon behind them also poked its head out of the undead black mist.

A head the size of a house, black ghostly fire bursting from his pupils, it was the majestic, furious, and powerful king who had soared in the sky, but was now defeated at the hands of wandering warriors. It had no scales on it, no flesh or flesh, just a large skeleton, and it stood there, as if waiting for its master's orders.

The Third Apostle was also standing in a daze, and he looked at the wandering warrior in front of him, whose whole body was emitting a white light, like a wild dog whose tail had been trampled on, and exclaimed:

"You are an eighth-level warrior! How can there be an eighth-level warrior in a peaceful town!"

Hearing this, the wandering warrior took a step forward: "Fight!" he shouted.

The sword is out!

"Go!" Seeing this, the third and fourth apostles were shocked, and the third life hurriedly put the undead dragon in front of him.

Whew!!

Carrying the breath of endless undead, two dragon claws swept out, and the dragon roared over the figures of the two black-robed men, rushing towards the wandering warrior.

The bladed sword was aimed at one of the undead dragon's ghostly eyes!

Bang!

Bones splattered! The undead breath burst! The heavy body of the undead dragon fell to one side.

The wandering warrior who had just landed also trembled.

The hearty battle made him quickly comprehend the power he had just controlled, yes, he was burned all over his body in that colorful explosion a month and a half ago, but he also became stronger because of it!

Explosion means power!

He happened to see that extreme power!

As a result, I realized the true meaning of some of the powers!

It was as if he had woken up from a nightmare, and he remembered what had happened before, and everything had happened in that explosion!

At that time, even if he stood hundreds of steps away, he was still in extreme danger, and when all the hair on his body was destroyed by the light and heat from the explosion, he instantly felt the horror of that extreme power, and under that light and heat, he broke through the bottleneck of the martial arts and was promoted from a seventh-level samurai to an eighth-level samurai! Then, without a speck of his body, he returned to the town of peace, walked into the Rescue Charity, and was given linen clothes as if he were a fool, and an open space to sleep.

For the past month and a half, he has been recalling the scene in the big explosion, and it is also this month and a half of recuperation time, and his mind has finally stabilized. The battle that took place in just a few minutes also established his strength realm!

So, he's now the strength of an eighth-level samurai!

In the past thousand years, only the god of war, Heralex, has reached the realm of a tenth-level warrior, and then a ninth-level warrior.

For decades, there has never been a ninth-level powerhouse on the mainland, and there are even fewer eighth-level warriors, and all of them are senior generals in the army who have reached their twilight years. Therefore, the eighth-level samurai is the ceiling of the current continental martial arts!

The two apostles just kicked such a tough ceiling!

At this moment, like a lamp that never goes out in the night, the light of the wandering samurai's whole body is still erupting!

This is the symbol of the eighth-level samurai!

It was under the blow of the eighth-level warrior that the undead bone dragon fell to the ground with a bang, smashing seven or eight trees around it and toppling it down.

The Third Apostle's thoughts froze, his body stiffened, and with a snap he slumped on the ground, crushing the broken branches on the ground.

"What the hell do you want to do?" the Fourth Apostle said sadly, "You can spread the light of faith all over your body, this is the symbol of an eighth-level warrior, why? Why do you appear in an ordinary town as the top powerhouse of the continent?"

"Rank 8 Samurai?" Seeing that the two of them had lost the will to resist, the wandering warrior was silent for a while, and then withdrew the light that represented the ultimate power back into his body, "I don't know what you're talking about, I'm just a wandering samurai, a samurai who wandered to a peaceful town. Indeed, in his heart, he didn't know that he had broken through the shackles of rank and came to the top powerhouse in the continent. According to the general saying, he was born in the wild road and crawled in actual combat. It's also like this, a wandering samurai who doesn't even understand the characteristics of the hierarchy, gets the true meaning of power.

It was only then that the two powerful apostles understood the meaning of their master's warning...... Even a wandering warrior in the peaceful town has such a strong strength, so it is conceivable that there must be other terrifying existences in the peaceful town!

The death of the Fifth Apostle and Master Sisoo, the Blue Hat resurrected in the castle, the wandering samurai...... Everything was beating on their nerves, and a voice in their bodies was crying out in fear - get out of here, get out of here, gather all the apostles back, and avenge your master!

"As the vanquished, we hand over the most precious things of the necromancer!" Accepting the reality, the Third Apostle finally relieved the dull breath in his heart, took off the magic crystal ring in his hand, and threw it at the feet of the wandering warrior, "Please let us go!" The Fourth Apostle did the same, and also took off the magic crystal ring and threw it out.

The battered undead dragon toppled into the clearing, unable to move, to their great shock.

The most powerful undead dragon can't stop the other party's three moves, what else can they rely on?

So...... Will the wandering samurai let them go?

Of course not!

The magic crystal ring fell at his feet, and he didn't even look at it!

Just took the thin-bladed long sword and walked towards the two black-robed men!

He never asks for names.

Face evil.

There is only one word in his heart - war!