On this day, the Sword Spirit Tribe was running at high speed as usual, and since they learned that Earl Field and his city guard chief would descend on the Sword Spirit Tribe, and the Sword Spirit Tribe might be destroyed, everyone in the tribe began to cultivate desperately.

In order to protect the tribe, even if it is destroyed, it is necessary to bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy, and with this belief, everyone is trying to cultivate.

On this day, a terrifying wave of magic power suddenly descended on a place not far from the Sword Spirit Tribe like a meteor cutting through the sky.

Hyakkimaru, Sean, Aulet...... Everyone was shocked by this terrifying aura, raised their heads, and looked in that direction.

"Are you coming?" Roland looked in that direction and narrowed his eyes, this aura was very powerful, obviously far away, but under the shroud of this outgoing aura, his body was a little immobile as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

This is the impact of the huge gap in cultivation.

For such a result, Roland calmed down in his heart, because he was a three-star demon marshal, and his identity was about to come out, it was Wood, the city guard of Oslo Castle, and he was alone, and no one else was with him.

Such a result is undoubtedly the best of all the worst outcomes.

"Great Sage, turn on the 'Body Enhancement' to the peak of the one-star Demon Shuai Realm!"

Roland shouted in his heart.

At this point, Roland no longer hid it, and directly opened the strongest strengthening state of the physical body, raising the physical realm to the peak of the one-star demon handsome realm.

“...... Strengthened!"

With the completion of the confirmation of the Great Sage, Roland's physical realm was suddenly raised to the peak of the one-star Demon Shuai Realm, and he broke free from Wood's terrifying aura, and the impact was minimized.

He turned his head to look at Hyakkimaru and the others, they were as if they were in the mire, they were imprisoned, and it was difficult to even move their feet, with the cultivation of Hyakkimaru and the others' high-ranking demon generals, not to mention others, most of the people with lower cultivation were almost bent over, and many even lay on the ground, unable to move, and could only open their eyes with fear.

Roland couldn't help laughing at himself, he underestimated the powerhouse of the level of the three-star Demon Shuai Realm, but he didn't expect that just by releasing his breath, the entire Sword Spirit Tribe would be paralyzed.

Originally, he also planned to let everyone improve their cultivation and strength, so that they could disband the tribe before the catastrophe came, so that they could have a better chance of leaving this area alive in the Nightmare Mountain Range and joining the tribes farther away.

It's just that I didn't expect the other party to come so quickly, and just the release of the breath imprisoned everyone, so that they couldn't escape.

"Listen, everybody," Roland shouted to the crowd, and all the people in fear and uneasiness fell silent, leaving only Roland's farewell.

"In this battle, I will do my best to contain the enemy, so that he has no time to take care of you, so you take the opportunity to flee, do not look back, leave this area, go further afield, and join other tribes...... Survive, this is the current Great Chief of the Sword Spirit Tribe, and may be the last Great Chief, the last one I can do for you!...... I wish you all good luck and prosperity!

After Roland finished speaking, his eyes reluctantly looked at Orett, Sean, Hart, Hyakkimaru, and Onihime...... The faces that get along day and night slide by.

"Roland!"

"Great Chief!"

"Chief Chief!"

In the midst of their mournful screams, Roland waved his hand and soared into the sky, shooting towards the source of the breath.

"Lord Sword Spirit, your devout believer, Aulett has never begged for your mercy so much, please save that child, save the Sword Spirit Tribe, save all your believers, I am willing to give my life and everything, please, Lord Sword Spirit!"

Oret was next to the altar, unaffected by Wood's breath, and moved freely, and when he saw Roland rushing to the battlefield, he immediately burst into tears, fell to his knees, and prostrated himself on the ground, begging the sword spirit to strike, kill the strong enemy, and save the tribe.

"There's nothing I can do, I'm bound by the laws of this world and can't interfere directly, everything can only be left to that child. Sword Spirit responded.

Hearing the words "I can't do anything", Aurett sat down as if he had all his strength in his spare time, looked in the direction of Roland's departure, tears blurring his cloudy eyes.

"Roland, my child, you must survive......"

Roland was at full speed, and in a few blinks of an eye, he rushed to the place where he had killed Longman.

At this time, there was a lone person standing there, to be precise, a lizardman with a human face, just like Fawkes was a half-blood, but compared to Fawkes's almost indistinguishable appearance from the Terrans, this person had characteristics closer to lizardmen.

This person is none other than the chief of the city guard of Oslo Castle, the three-star marshal Wood.

He was wearing silver-white armor and a pair of silver-white fist gloves on his hands, and through the memories extracted from Longman, Roland knew that the magic marshal-level equipment was all silver-white, and the golden armor like Longman's set was just silver-white equipment with a layer of gold dust.

This kind of magic-level equipment is generally made of alloy, because of the addition of mythril, the color is mostly silver-white.

Wood stood alone, with nothing but him, showing an unparalleled level of confidence.

He is like a giant sword standing up to the sky, standing between heaven and earth, with a terrifying momentum.

"Sure enough, it's you. Wood said unsurprisingly, his voice a little dull, like a string of muffled thunder, exploding in his ears.

"The age is much younger than I imagined, looking at your age is really unbelievable, Fox, Shelton, and Longman have all died at your hands one after another," Wood looked at Roland, as if he was looking at his prey, and said, "But these are all facts, then it means that you really can't look at it as appearances, now looking at it, your cultivation is only half a step Demon Shuai Realm, but the physical body realm has reached the peak of the one-star Demon Shuai Realm, and there is indeed something extraordinary." ”

"But......" he said, his voice cold, but with unparalleled confidence.

"You can kill Longman by strength, you can also kill Fox and Sheldon by conspiracy, but in front of me, in front of absolute strength, you are a joke, what do you use to fight me! I will ask you, do you want me to do it, or do you want to capture it yourself?!"

Wood shouted coldly, extremely domineering and extremely confident, he actually asked Roland to be restrained.

His voice exploded in Roland's ears like thunder, shaking his head to buzz, and in the face of his words, Roland just plucked his ears, blew at him, and said nonchalantly: "I suspect you are farting!"