In the twisted and strange realm, the human soldiers who saw Hilbert were extremely excited, and the meaning of the words understood by several spirit beasts was also a little excited.

Hilbert didn't want these people to stay here as a burden.

He nodded at them slightly.

The blade of the Lionheart's sword stood erect from the horizontal position, and the body turned backwards in the process, the muscles and magic in the arms working.

"Hum~~~ Roar ~~~~~~"

It was as if the roar of a lion sounded from the sword, and under the power of the force, the long sword suddenly accelerated and disappeared from its place.

A beautiful silver light resembles lightning, drawing a perfect semicircular arc.

"......"

The soldiers and the Turin beast only felt a flash of light in front of them, and the feeling of magnetic attraction behind them disappeared in an instant.

A special crack more than a meter wide appeared, splitting the dark red sand and dust together, and it was still spreading to the left and right.

The soldiers could even see through it as helicopters hovered over.

"Why are you still stunned to go out, you carry soldiers!"

Hilbert's words were calm and powerful, as if there was a special power that made people want to obey, and the Turin beast also subconsciously leaned down.

"Go up, hurry, hurry!"

Second Lieutenant Simon urged the soldiers to get on the back of the Turf and help the wounded up with his comrades.

The back of the Turin beast is quite flat, because the body fat is very thick, so it is very comfortable to sit on it, and the long mane is not as hard as it looks, but a little soft, but very tough, just enough for the soldier to grasp and stabilize the body.

The Turin beast straightened up, and Simon realized that the man in the ornate armor didn't mean to move.

"You... Won't you leave with us?"

The silver power of the psychic power and magic in Hilbert's body permeated his body, and every inch of tissue and muscle was already boiling, and Qi itself was full of calm.

It gives a sense of conflict between ice and fire.

"Thanks, I have another task, don't worry!"

Rumble~

As the words fell, a silver void flame evaporated from Hilbert's body, and although the human soldiers could not see it, they could feel a strong sense of oppression, and they could also see Hilbert's figure become blurred, because the air flow around him began to change.

And the Turin beasts had already begun to tremble and fear, they were not human cruising beasts after all, and without waiting for the human soldiers to say anything, they rushed out towards the crack that had begun to slowly close.

The strong inertia caused the soldiers to cling to the mane on the back of the Turin beast to avoid being thrown off.

What remained in the sight of the human soldier was Hilbert's back farther and farther away.

When they're all gone, the warped realm closes again.

"Your Excellency the Holy Spirit, can you hear me?"

There was a slight vibration from the connected magic threads.

"Lord Baron, the source of the mana reaction is in the center of the ruined town, and I suggest that you take it at the touch of a finger and not use too much power. ”

"Hmm!"

Bang~

The air roared, dispersing the dark red sand that had regained its concentration, and a silver light surged towards the ruins of the town with an afterimage.

Hilbert held the Lionheart Sword in both hands, the tip of the sword pointing forward, the blade like a thrust, tearing the air around it.

Unlike many of the powerful warriors in Dawn who trample through the ground at every turn, Hilbert erupted with only slight footprints on the ground beneath his feet, not much like a normal person walking.

The Holy Spirit is like another pair of perceptual eyes of Hilbert, constantly telling Hilbert where he needs to adjust, and the latter moves from side to side with a light weight, without slowing down in the slightest.

If those martial arts masters of the Heavenly Guild were here, they would definitely give Hilbert a very high evaluation.

In the perception of the Holy Spirit, Baron Lionheart constantly changed his body, dodging the encirclement of the distorting forces on the periphery, and approached the original touch point at high speed.

At the same time, a low roar of a lion in the face of a threat or warning other beasts resounded between Hilbert and King Lionheart's swords.

"The heroic spirits of the ancestors are with me. ”

The already bright silver color of the armor and longsword had been coated with a layer of vague silver particles.

Although there was still a dark red dust in front of him, and although Hilbert did not find the monster that caused it all, he trusted the Holy Spirit.

The sword is still like a thrust, but Hilbert's grip has changed, and the right-hand handle has changed to a horizontal grip.

"Now, Lord Baron!"

Hilbert's body, which had already been compressed to the limit, completely exploded, the magic patterns on the sword body and armor lit up in an instant, and the magic energy crystal on the hilt of the sword emitted light.

"Roar~~~"

。。。

At this moment, Simon and the other soldiers were sitting on the back of the Turin beast, escaping together.

Rushing out of that distorted stance and sandstorm not only made their eyes shine, but also liberated them from that oppressive feeling.

A Chinook helicopter on the periphery is already approaching the descent altitude.

Simon looked up at the sky, and while he was relieved, he also saw a light-shaped figure suspended in the air, and he knew that it was the famous Holy Spirit.

Like the soldiers, they looked back at the inside of the dust with a little concern.

"Roar ~~~~~~~~"

This roar is different from the weirdness and horror of some otherworldly monsters, it is full of a dignified wild momentum, everyone who has watched the animal world and similar shows knows what it is, but it is definitely more powerful than ordinary lions.

Brush ~ Brush ~ Brush ......

Several streaks of silver light peeked through the dark red billowing sand.

"Boom~~"

Woo~~Woo~~Woo~~......

From the highest helicopter in the sky, the source of the silver light is in the center of the dust.

At this moment, a huge vortex of air currents erupted from there, and streaks of silver tearing light fanned out to one side.

A large amount of sand and dust seems to have lost its support all at once, and it has collapsed here, like a rain of sand and dust.

As the dust fell, both the helicopter and the camera saw Hilbert standing in the center of the ruined town.

The transpiration power of its body made it impossible to get close to any falling sand and dust on the periphery, and the empty and clean space around it was like a constantly beating flame.

The Holy Spirit was motionless in the air, and it could sense the nature of the distorted matter, which had been almost wiped out by Hilbert's blow.

Hilbert's control of power was excellent, and he didn't waste any of his strength, and what remained was not that he didn't do it well enough, because the Holy Spirit had seen that the nature of this distorted matter could not be completely removed, but could only be weakened indefinitely.

The Holy Spirit looked at the expressions of the people in the helicopter and on the backs of the spirit beasts below, as if he knew what they were thinking, and opened his mouth very understandingly, and the sound waves vibrated the air and transmitted to everyone's ears.

"His name is Baron Lionheart, a great nobleman who has been inherited for thousands of years by the Dawning Association, and his title has never been broken since ancient times, unlike those so-called nobles in the ancient secular power layer, the title of Baron is a symbol of spirit and strength, and its qualifications need to be recognized by the sage and the inheritance weapon, representing the glory of protection!"

While the Holy Spirit was explaining a few words, the power of Hilbert's place continued to erupt.

"Roar~~~" "Roar~~~"......

Silver light poured in other directions, constantly impacting the twisted and grotesque essence, tearing, cutting, shattering...

The strange aura grew weaker each time, but it was always there, and it also convinced the Holy Spirit of his guesses.

None of the surviving Holy Spirits of Caslopa have ever had the experience of destroying the Weird, so some of the information has to be perfected on their own.

It wasn't until Hilbert's all-out attack reached the 7th time, and the strange and strange power was almost gone, that the Holy Spirit transmitted the words of his thoughts through the magic threads.

"Lord Baron, you can come back, our power does not seem to be able to completely remove that twisted power for the time being, this should be the so-called twisted weirdness born of sinking. ”

Hilbert put away his sword and looked up somewhere, and could see that the terrifying collapse of Caslopa continued, and the dark red sand around him was not the result of twisting and weird, but was now gradually diffusing again.

He couldn't sense the strange existence with his magic sense, but since the Holy Spirit said that it hadn't been completely cleared, it should be true, and in terms of pure temptation, it could be regarded as a result.

I can only believe in the wisdom of the sage!

Nodding in the direction of the Holy Spirit, the latter's arm waved, and the magic thread on Hilbert's body immediately contracted, pulling him back directly from the ruins.

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