Givens has been patient for a long time. In the previous chase, in order not to reveal his identity, in order to be able to protect the safety of Valley and the two children, he had to maintain the identity of Copperbeard. He has always hidden the fate of the long sword, not daring to reveal his spirit body, and even in battle, he can only try to strike as cautiously as possible.

And now, that Valle and the children are safe for the time being, he can finally throw all his worries behind and give it a go.

In the battle just now, Jiwen has already figured out the weaknesses of these thousand-year-old cicadas.

These wolf-like bugs are strong, their carapaces hard enough to block sharp blades, and their forelimbs are sharp enough to pierce steel armor like Mithril blades. The sonic impact against the opponent's spirit and the fiery demonic flame spit make them not inferior to the spellcasting class, not to mention that they always appear in groups, act quickly, cooperate tacitly, and can defeat powerful enemies by constantly consuming the opponent's strength.

But they lack the means to fight the spirits. Aside from the spitting of flames, they can barely harm spirit creatures.

So Jiwen confidently watched as those thousand-year-old cicadas gathered together, and even tolerated them gradually approaching less than a sword in front of him.

Just before the millennium cicadas pounced, Jiwen suddenly jumped forward, the ice arrow in his left hand gradually took shape, and the "fate" in his right hand began to flash with black death light, and a dazzling dragon whirling dance erupted in the swarm.

Jiwen's body had already submerged into the dense queue of thousand-year-old cicadas, and every place where his figure flashed, there was a bloody storm. The bodies and shells of the thousand-year-old cicadas were torn apart by the sharp blades of fate, and the broken limbs and sprayed white bodily fluids covered the floor of the cave.

The millennial cicadas who were lucky enough to escape the terrifying slash of "fate" were horrified to find that a cold seed was growing in the depths of their bodies, finally enveloping their bodies, snatching the last trace of heat from their bodies, and those huge ice crystals were rampant, crushing everything they encountered, and freezing them.

"Dragon Whirling Dance", "Dragon Leap", "Dragon Sweeping", "Dragon Walking", ...... Given's swarm perfectly displayed every gorgeous sword technique used by the dragon swordsman back then. And behind him, the corpses of the thousand-year-old cicadas continued to pile up, not only the larvae that had not yet feathered, but even the adults who could fly freely were powerless to resist in this dance of ice and blood.

In the dark cavern, the corpses that glowed blue gradually formed a small mountain, and the foul-smelling bodily fluids in the broken limbs merged into streams of water to the bottom of the cave.

Even the millennium cicada could not withstand such a slaughter. Finally, a shrill insect chirp swept through the entire cave. The remnants of the millennial cicadas retreated into the darkness in a panic, and as they retreated, a large, flattened black shadow dug through the ground and pierced through the stone roof of the cavern and squeezed into the cavern.

The thousand-year-old cicada king insect has finally moved its footsteps.

At this time, Jiwen also stopped his sword dance, looked at the pair of terrifying red eyes in the distance, and took a few breaths.

Jiwen knew that the thousand-year-old cicada king insect had terrifying power that could tear through entire rock formations, but it was no threat to him as a spirit. And what Jiwen is really afraid of is the terrifying spitting of the king worm. Absorbing the sap of thousands of years of magical giant trees, the demonic flame spitting contains incredible power.

Even Valley couldn't stop the terrible flames with the help of "moonlight", and Givens didn't plan to try again with his armor and magic resistance.

And the thousand-year-old cicada king insect in the distance seemed to understand Jiwen's weakness, and it did not rush closer, but kept its distance, trying to solve this difficult small creature with demonic flame spitting.

I saw that the magical energy continued to gather in front of the mouthparts of the thousand-year-old cicada king insect, forming a yellow-green magic flame, and finally flew out violently, heading straight for the place where Jiwen was standing.

Seeing the huge fireball of magic flame approaching rapidly, Jiwen did not dodge, he had already figured out how to fight against this terrible flame spout long before the fight.

Givens quickly opened the storage ring, took out a heavy tower shield, and stood in front of him. When Jiwen's left hand grabbed the handle of the tower shield, a tingling sensation came from the palm of his hand. The tower shield looked like a bloodthirsty demon, greedily sucking his life force through Givin's left hand.

This is the trophy that Jiwen obtained from the Iron Golem of the Forging Temple, and this time, this shield called "Mirror Shadow" finally has a place to use.

After an instant, Jiwen raised his tower shield to block the magic flame fireball, and the scorching magic flame immediately hit the outer wall of the mirror shadow, but in the face of such a terrifying demon flame impact, the "mirror shadow" stood still, like a reef in the frenzy.

Behind the mirror, Jiwen could feel the terrifying heat of the demonic flame in front of the shield, the air around him had already distorted, and even the stones at his feet had disintegrated and softened under the heat. But the mirror itself was unharmed, just like a black hole, greedily absorbing the energy of the demonic flames.

Soon the huge fireball grew smaller and smaller, and finally dissipated in front of the shield. The surface of the shield was undamaged, as if nothing had happened, and only the charred ground in front of the shield revealed the terrible scene that had just happened.

Seeing that his spitting was blocked by Jiwen with a shield like this, the thousand-year-old cicada king worm roared angrily, and no enemy had done this in front of it in thousands of years.

But before the howling stopped, the mirror shadow trembled violently without warning, and then a beam of demonic flames erupted from the smooth surface of the mirror, and the demonic flame shot at high speed towards the thousand-year-old cicada king insect.

What happened suddenly was beyond the expectations of the king worm, and in this small space, it had no time to dodge. The demonic flame shot straight into the king worm's right eye, and the scorching demonic flame destroyed the king worm's eye, and even melted its carapace, crashing into its head.

The intense pain caused the king worm to dance its claws and tentacles in rage, and under the instinctive drive, an even more violent spit erupted from the king worm's mouth, this time the continuous demonic flames, like a fire dragon sweeping everything in the cave.

Just when everything around him turned into a sea of fire, Jiwen continued to approach the thousand-year-old cicada king insect as tall as a giant dragon with the "mirror shadow", although he felt that his life vitality was constantly being drained by the shield, and his body was gradually turning into an empty shell, but Jiwen still firmly grasped the handle of the mirror shadow, and ran hard with all his remaining strength, trying to shorten the distance with the king insect.

The flame dragon from the king worm's spew finally hit the surface of the mirror again, and this time the strong impact caused Jiwen to half his knees, almost falling. The demonic flame continued to wash the surface of the mirror, but the mirror shadow was still unscathed, and after an instant, the mirror shadow once again shot the equally powerful demonic flame torrent directly into the body of the king worm.

This time, the torrent of demonic flames easily melted the king worm's shell and slashed into its body, and the air was immediately filled with an unpleasant smell of burning. As the torrent of demonic flames moved, the body of the king worm was gradually cut open by the demonic flames, and the limbs and legs were also fused, and even the soft internal organs under the shell were revealed.

The king worm's hiss had turned into a wail, and it was the first time in countless years that it had suffered such a severe wound. It wiggled its tentacles and head, and with its only remaining eye, it fixed on the enemy who had caused it all.

Jiwen was clutching the grip of the mirror and adjusting the angle of the mirror shadow, trying his best to inflict the most serious damage on the king worm. He, like the dying king worm, has now reached the limit of his body. Although he only held the shield for a dozen seconds, the magic tower shield had almost sucked all of his life force, and now Jiwen didn't even have the strength to raise the shield and run again.

Maybe in another second, he will run out of life and fall into death, but Jivin bravely persevered until the spitting of the thousand-year-old cicada king insect could no longer be sustained.

Jiwen let go of his grip and let the mirror fall to the ground, and then used his last strength to raise "fate" and rush towards the already scarred cicada king worm.

The thousand-year-old cicada king insect struggled to escape, but its body, which had been torn in two by the flames, was no longer at all.

It could only watch as the spirit-possessed enemy rushed to it.

The thousand-year-old cicada king worm finally let out a dying scream, and it turned the last remaining trace of magic essence into a magic flame and spat it towards Jiwen.