Both Jurgen and Boseman flew into the air, like natural mortal enemies, looking at each other fiercely, but they did not attack, as if they were brewing some big move.

The monsters and mercenaries below don't care so much, they have already fought together again. The battlefield is murderous, fierce and brutal.

Franco didn't pay attention to that side, just looked at Long Aotian beside him and asked.

"Brother Long, what should we do now?"

He found that this was the phrase he had been saying the most lately.

The plot development of this ruins expedition can be described as full of twists and turns, which has completely exceeded Franco's expectations. But he wasn't sure if it was also beyond Long Aotian's expectations.

Long Aotian shook his head and looked ahead.

"We don't have to do anything, we just have to watch here."

Ram, who has always been silent, couldn't help but speak out.

"Aren't we going up up there to help? Unlike just now, the situation on our side is a bit bad. ”

It was indeed different from the previous moment, and now it was a tragic hand-to-hand combat. The Spirit Fox Mercenary Group is not a large number, and it is indeed impossible to influence the direction of the battle. But one more person means more strength, and it can always be a little helpful.

Not to mention, they also have Long Aotian here.

Long Aotian still shook his head, the expression on his face was complicated and inexplicable, so that Franco and the others couldn't figure out his mind at all.

"I really don't need it, there's no need to ......"

Franco didn't understand what he meant by needlessness, and out of trust and awe for this unimaginably powerful companion, he stood still and did not rush forward.

The same goes for York et al.

On the other side, the leaders of both sides finally completed their preparations and shot almost simultaneously.

The necklace of the Angel of Salvation hanging from Jurgen's neck shone brightly, as if it was held in the air by a large invisible hand. The holy light condensed into a straight line and connected to the book of salvation that Jurgen held in his hand.

At this time, the book of salvation has also changed dramatically.

If the original book of salvation is said to be like the bright moon in the night, illuminating the dark earth. Then the book of salvation now is the midday sun, which is not only bright, but also extremely radiant, making it impossible to look at it directly.

And around the sun-like book of salvation, several apparitions of cherubs emerged, hovering and dancing, singing hymns.

When the light of the Book of Redemption reached its extreme, dispelling the darkness of the battle below, Jurgen let out a loud cry, and a thick shockwave emanated from the Book of Redemption in his hand and shot straight at Bosman on the opposite side.

Boseman held a strangely shaped staff, and the obscure and lengthy incantation was quickly chanted, and it was also coming to an end. I saw the head of the staff swing, and the same inky black light shot out, meeting Jurgen's attack.

Rumble!

In this vast underground space, it was as if a muffled thunder had exploded out of thin air. The solid stone walls and dome all shook slightly, and some small pieces of sand and stone fell.

The mercenaries and monsters closest to the location of the two pillars of light were all swept away by the aftermath of the explosion, falling to the ground, and they couldn't get up for a while.

And among them, there are many silver fighter-level powerhouses, who actually have no ability to resist under that shock wave.

This is just the aftermath, if it is hit head-on by any pillar of light, what will be the consequences?

"Saint-level, these two are saint-level powerhouses!"

After a brief silence, I don't know which mercenary was the first to let out a shout, and then the entire human race in the square gasped.

This is a saint-level powerhouse, and the mercenaries present are also well-informed, but for the saint-level powerhouse, it is only limited to hearing about it, and no one has ever seen it.

Roger, who was still faintly isolated, was also dumbfounded at this time, looking at the leader of the Dark Alliance who framed and slandered him. It was only now that he knew that his top boss was actually a saint-level powerhouse.

If it is said that a master of the fourth realm, as long as he is at the right time and under reasonable arrangements, he can determine the outcome of a war. Then, a saint-level powerhouse doesn't need any preconditions to be able to decide the outcome of a battle.

For example, Anthony, the protagonist of the earth-shattering battle ten years ago, is now widely believed on the Oss continent to be the first powerhouse to step into the holy level tens of thousands of years after the Great War of the Gods. At that time, he killed more than a dozen top masters of the Fourth Realm of the Holy See of Light, just like slaughtering chickens and dogs, with ease and ease.

This is the difference between the fourth and fifth realms.

Some people even say that the fifth realm has broken away from the category of human beings and stepped into the path of becoming a god, which can be called a demigod.

No wonder this Dark Alliance leader is ambitious, conspiring and calculating thousands of mercenaries. With the strength of a saint-level powerhouse, he does have the qualifications to wipe out so many large and small mercenary groups.

Fortunately, on the side of the human mercenary group, there is also a top master like Jurgen to compete with it.

After a brief period of silence and distraction, humans and monsters are back together. However, almost all of them put most of their energy on defense, not seeking to kill the enemy, and putting self-protection first.

Now anyone can think that whether the human mercenaries can finally save their lives depends not only on whether they can withstand the impact of monsters, but also on the victory or defeat of the two saint-level powerhouses Jurgen and Bosman.

If Jurgen loses, even if they kill all the monsters, they will still be able to escape the strong attack of the victor Bosman.

"Damn!"

Boseman cursed in his heart, very unwilling.

The first head-to-head confrontation with Jurgen just now seemed to be evenly matched, but Boseman knew in his heart that he was slightly inferior and suffered a small loss.

What made him feel unhappy and aggrieved was that this was not the real strength of the old priest at all.

Boseman is a true Dharma Saint, but Jurgen on the other side, if he guesses correctly, he should only have the strength of a high-level archmage.

The Book of Redemption is indeed worthy of being an artifact, not only is it extremely powerful, but when used with the Redemption Angel Necklace, it can actually improve the old priest by a large margin, and push it to the realm of the holy level.

Coupled with the fact that the Holy See of Light specializes in restraining dark magic, he, a real saint-level powerhouse, would actually be suppressed by the fakes on the other side.

How can this be!

Not to mention the great and glorious mission that Bosman shouldered, even with the dignity and pride of a saint-level powerhouse, he would never accept such a result.

Boseman raised his staff in the air and chanted a spell loudly in his mouth, and the sound resounded throughout the plaza on the third floor.

With the sound of his incantation, the countless monsters below stopped their attacks on the mercenaries one after another, raised their heads to the sky, and roared.

On their backs, the mysterious lines that the mercenaries had seen countless times reappeared, brighter and brighter. Those monsters seemed to be stimulated by something, and their expressions became more and more excited.

Finally, in the extremely loud roar of a minotaur, there was a sudden snap, and the whole body burst open.

Fragments of his body fell to the ground, unsurprisingly absorbed by the mysterious lines underground. But there was also a small part of the essence blood, which turned into a black cloud of smoke and floated towards Bosman in the air.

As more and more monsters explode and die, the lines on the ground become brighter and denser. And the black cloud smoke that gathered on Bosman was also more and more, and it became thicker and thicker.

And the aura of his whole person also continued to rise sharply with the action of absorbing the black clouds.

Just when Jurgen felt bad and wanted to stop it, Boseman had already completed his plan.

Rumble~

This is not a sound that can be heard by the ears, but acts directly on the depths of everyone's soul.

The mercenaries just instinctively felt that something seemed to be broken.

"Hahahaha~"

Boseman let out a long roar and was arrogant.

"I've broken through to the middle level of the saint level, and I can only rely on artifacts to cheat, this time I'll see what you can do to fight me!"