The light lit up half of the sky, and in front of Rosen, countless magical powers were intertwined, and powerful spells that were enough to destroy half of the continent converged in one point, and even the storm that was set off was full of magical energy.

And these are not simple attack magic, dragon magic, as the most primitive art of war, its destructive power far exceeds those so-called phenomenal spells created by mortals, each of which is extremely complex and difficult to counter.

The surging waves of magic came in front of Rosen, and instead of moving, he raised the wolf knight's great sword in his hand.

A sword forward, facing the radiance of those magic.

Lawson did not expand his own realm of law, because in front of the dragon god Bahamut, this kind of trick would only hasten his own death.

He condensed all the power of the law on the blade of the sword, and the flames ignited, turning into an arc of light.

The blade came into contact with magic.

Seeing that little being drowned by the tide of magic, Bahamut felt no emotion, he had seen such a picture no less than a million times, in the battle with the people of Chaos, he could decide in an instant to destroy a planet and the hundreds of millions of lives on it, just to wipe out a stronghold of the people of Chaos.

War is brutal and unforgiving.

Bahamut was about to turn his head to deal with the other little guy when he felt a subtle fluctuation from the direction where Rosen had disappeared.

He focused his attention and swept the area, only to find Rosen standing intact, his sword stabbing out as if he had broken all the magic.

Bahamut felt a little confused, he obviously felt the magic hit Rosen, and he did feel that Rosen's aura disappeared for a moment.

But why?

Just when Bahamut was a little worried and thinking about his next move, Rosen's side was also facing a dilemma.

There was not much flame left on Rosen's sword, and the whole person was in a state where he would lose his strength at any time, relying only on his will to stand in place and not fall.

Previously, with his ability to erase everything, he was able to hedge away Bahamut's astonishing number of spells, but this also consumed most of Rosen's law power, and if the other party did it again, Rosen might not be able to stop it.

At the moment, only Rosen broke through in the face of adversity.

After a brief moment of thought, Bahamut realized that there was no point in thinking about it, he only needed to use a continuous stream of saturation attacks to bring his opponent to his knees.

An attack like the one just now is as simple as breathing for Bahamut, and as long as he keeps breathing, he can crush the enemy, so why should Bahamut hesitate.

A little strange about his way of thinking, beside Bahamut, countless lights shone again, and it was obvious that it was another new round of spell attacks.

Rosen smiled wryly, and his head was thinking about how to respond, when a flash of inspiration flashed and he was suddenly stunned.

He looked at the ring he was wearing on his left hand, a ring that at first glance seemed unremarkable, but it caught all of Rosen's attention.

[Fate], the ring given by the dragon to the human, represents the friendship between the two races, in addition to allowing the holder to have the power of the dragon, but also to allow any dragon to complete a commission at the cost of this.

This was what Tahiria had told Rosen, and he did not specify what the arbitrary dragon consisted of, but Rosen knew that the dragon god Bahamut, though the original dragon, was also a member of this lineage.

Therefore, at this critical moment, Rosen poured the remaining power of the law into this ring.

However, the light around Bahamut had already bloomed, and in a short moment, it was in front of Rosen.

There was no time, no strength, to respond, and Rosen stared directly at the bright light.

In the midst of that light, a figure suddenly appeared.

The figure was very small, but with a certain firm will, and it stood between Lawson and Bahamut, trying to stop the surging tide of power.

It's love Randall.

It was not clear to Rosen how the racially oppressed Randall had escaped the prohibition engraved in his soul, nor did he know what kind of mentality Randall had chosen to stand in front of him, in front of the destructive light of the dragon god Bahamut.

But there is no doubt that Irandall's move is to buy even a minute and a second for Rosen.

Irandall had mixed feelings in her heart at this time, her whole body was in pain as if she had been cut by a thousand knives, and her soul was tormented as if it were torn apart, she knew that it was likely that this forced break through the suppression would cause her to lose all her strength later, but Irandall knew that she had to.

Standing in front of the bright light, Irandall became calm, she knew that Lawson was behind her, although Lawson didn't say anything, but Irandall believed that Lawson must have a solution to the current situation, all he needed was a little time.

That being the case, Irandall has nothing to fear.

Her eyes flashed with golden light, and a golden light bloomed from Randall's chest, and a pure white world stretched out from this center.

It was a pure blue world, with a vast sky that constituted the main body of the world, and in the center of the world, an island was quietly suspended.

On the island, the pure white buildings are scattered, giving people a sense of holiness and solemnity, and it is more like a real female sanctuary than the original Ramirez Grand Basilica.

In the center, a towering white tower stands here, ruling the whole world.

"It's like heaven."

This was Irandall's realm of law, and this was the first time she had fully revealed it.

Elandall gritted her teeth, and in front of her, countless god-generation characters formed a barrier to block Bahamut's attack.

These spells even Irandall can't even name, her ability in the realm of law is to create.

Being able to create everything that has ever existed is the ultimate manifestation of the Golden Heart's will.

These spells are spells that have been scattered throughout history, including the dragon magic of dragons, the elven words of elves, the phenomenal magic of humans, the divine magic of the Templars, and even the elemental runes of elemental creatures and the primitive prayers of the Firut people.

At this moment, all the defensive spells in the history of the order civilization gathered around Irandall, for nothing else, just to protect the safety of Rosen alone.

The light roared, and Elandall glanced at Lawson behind him, and then, without hesitation, took a step forward.

Power and power collided, and the world fell silent.