It was only then that Ronan finally began to feel a little uneasy. But he kept his face calm and showed no emotion, and he quickly forced himself to put some unrealistic worries behind him.

He is Ronan the Accuser, whose armies have conquered civilization after civilization, and his men have been defeated by countless men, including some of the most well-known powerhouses in some galaxy.

And he will capsize in the inconspicuous gutter of the earth? Or is it at the hands of a backward primitive human on the soil?

No kidding. Just saying this possibility makes people laugh out of their big teeth.

Michael once again used the forbidden technique, and used his will to seize energy from the dimension of the legendary "Trinity" Weishan Emperor to conjure up the sacred sword in his hand. Although these high-level bosses often don't notice such small movements and don't mind if they notice them, this does not rule out the danger of using this forbidden technique itself. That's why Michael has always tried to avoid using such expensive spells.

Unless he needs to deal with someone who is strong enough to be real, like Ronan the accuser.

With the sword of Emperor Weishan in hand, he walked slowly but steadily towards Ronan.

Ronan's war hammer swept away, and the waves of air swept along the arc. He stepped forward, the long hammer handle rising diagonally from the bottom up, the power still there, and the force field filled with strong winds enveloped Michael's body.

His strength was already terrifying, and coupled with the energy and force field activated by the warhammer, this move was neither blocked nor avoided. This is also why many strong people in the interstellar world were severely injured or even killed by Ronan in just one face, and their strength is indescribable.

But Michael didn't dodge or block at all. His sword stood up, and the golden light sprang out like a snake out of a hole, stabbing straight at Ronan's throat. He unleashed his sword calmly and not very quickly, but he very skillfully spotted the flaw in Ronan's movements, and stabbed Ronan in the throat first.

If Ronan doesn't withdraw this hammer, he will inevitably be the first to stab Michael in the throat before he hammers it into his armor. Ronan instinctively felt a dangerous aura from this golden spell sword, which was quite comparable to his own "universal weapon", and he didn't dare to test its sharpness with his throat, so he had to hurriedly retract it and turn sideways to avoid it.

Ronan's skills are indeed quite exquisite, and the on-the-spot response is coherent and fast. He retracted his hammer and retreated, but only half a step back before he spun around, turning the hammer with the momentum of the shift, and striking it with a force stronger than the one he had just made.

But his beautiful response seemed to be seen through by Michael in advance. As soon as his shoulders sank and his footsteps spread along the arc, he saw through Ronan's movements, and drew his sword to pick Ronan's raised wrist.

Michael's arm shook, the sword flashed, and the sharp golden light hit Ronan's wrist with the hammer, instantly cutting his hard skin apart. At that moment, Ronan seemed to feel a hot current rushing down the wound in his wrist into his arm, rampage along the veins of his arm, and it was really painful. He involuntarily snorted in a low voice, the strength in his hand suddenly leaked, and the counterattack action only made half a move, but finally failed to use it all.

Michael is extremely gifted and has a unique understanding of various mage skills. In fact, since the time he left Kama Taj, there was no one in the entire Kama Taj who was no match for him, except for the Supreme Mage himself.

In the following years, he collected ancient classics from all over the world, learned and sorted out the combat skills of more mages of different schools and studied them in depth, and his skills were further improved. When he built his armor, he specially designed a corresponding auxiliary system, using the computer's powerful observation and analysis ability to help him pre-read the opponent's move path to a certain extent, which is difficult for even the top martial arts masters to match.

Ronan became more and more cautious. He was no longer as powerful and aggressive as he had been, but more on the defensive. He was more careful to make sure that there were no major flaws around him before each attack, and if he saw any bad signs, he immediately retracted his defense.

In this way, his offensive power is undoubtedly a lot weaker, but the defensive line is solidly constructed. The "universal weapon" unleashed a powerful force field that protected his whole body from even splashing water, and the whirlwind pulled by the hammer seemed to form an invisible shell to protect him in it.

Michael began to move around. While attacking with his sword, he also gave full play to the advantages of the mobility of the light vibranium armor, with the fire on his back and his body at high speed. Sometimes he soared, sometimes crouched, sometimes he burst in head-on, sometimes he struck from the side. The black-gold armor seemed to be divided into three or five ghosts, and the spell blades combined with the suit's own energy weapons fiercely attacked from all directions.

Ronan struggled to pick up. In his eyes, the direction of each sword of this earthling is extremely tricky, making it extremely difficult for him to defend. On average, he had to take a step back every two moves, and the strong winds and energy from the battle destroyed most of the room. In a few moments, Ronan had retreated from the crumbling wall into a suspended hallway surrounded by some kind of transparent material.

The divine sword slammed through Ronan's defenses, slicing through his chest and abdomen, making a long cut in his flesh, and the powerful magic contained in the sword scorched his flesh and skin.

Ronan let out a low roar and hurriedly swung his hammer to save it. Michael took a small half step back to dodge, his free left palm lifted in the air, and the pulse cannon slammed into Ronan's face. The accuser's burly body shattered the transparent barrier on the side of the suspended hallway, and plunged headlong into what looked like the command room below.

Michael jumped after him, spewing out a tail flame cushion from his back before hitting the ground, and slashed at Ronan with his sword. Ronan raised his hammer to block it, one turned over and jumped up, and the two sides quickly fought again.

The fierce fighting between the two sides has already alarmed the Cree people in the nearby area. At this time, the two fell in, and the Kree soldiers in the command room hurriedly showed their weapons, but pointed at the battle, but the two did not dare to step forward to help, and they all stayed in place in a daze.

They were all a little intimidated. Since joining this legion, they have never seen Ronan fight so fiercely with anyone, and they have the impression that this powerful accuser rarely takes action in person, and even if he occasionally fights with someone, he basically kills the opponent in just three or two moves, and he can't see the depth of strength at all.

Therefore, for these Kree warriors, their leader is basically synonymous with invincibility. None of them had ever imagined that Ronan would lose one day, and they couldn't even imagine it.

Okay, but soon they won't need to imagine it.

Not only is Ronan fighting people with all his might like never before, but he also seems to have been completely suppressed. He was forced to scramble just a few turns after the two landed, and even the blocking defense was already scrambling.

Michael unleashed three swords in quick succession, each of which locked onto the point. Ronan tried his best to block the two swords, but the third sword could not be taken anyway. The sharp golden light broke through the force field and pierced through the defense, splitting into two ways, cutting a rift in Ronan's left wrist and right elbow. Then the tip of his sword retracted, and while Ronan's arms were weak, he raised his sword and struck it out, using his force to skillfully lift his proud warhammer out of his hand. The "universal weapon" spun twice in mid-air, slamming into the floor in a perfect arc.

Ronan's weapon was snatched and the defeat was decided, but he still didn't give up, and tried to fight back with his bare hands clenched into fists. With a flick of Michael's wrist, the magic sword stabbed out, and the extremely powerful sword of the Emperor Weishan slashed his waist, abdomen, thighs, and forearms, each wound was extremely deep.

The accuser was a tough warrior, and he struggled to be pierced by a magic sword, and he reached out and grabbed Michael's arm with the powerful magic that penetrated his body. But Michael didn't break free, and simply swirled along the shape of his arm, leaned his back directly into Ronan's arms, and stabbed his head backhand, and the long sword passed over his shoulder, accurately breaking through the accuser's sturdy armor and stabbing him through the heart.