As far as the eye can see, Allen's eyes are densely packed with flame-bladed warriors, and there are more than 10,000 warriors in this square, who fill every inch of space, making it seem like a mountain separates Allen and the Children of Dusk!

However, Alan was fearless. Yes) ?meaning) ?thinking) ?book) ?yard)

At this moment, his mood was strangely calm, and he looked at the man on the throne on the other side, and then Alan moved.

As soon as he moved, the Flameblade Warriors rushed over.

For a while, dozens of flaming swords slashed towards Allen.

The ash hymn in Alan's hand was still pointed at the ground, but the steel wings behind him spread, and then countless blades ejected. Hundreds of blades dragged along a golden trail, swirling around Allen, and the fiery greatsword that slashed at Allen snapped one after another. The storm of blades suddenly spread, engulfing dozens of samurai in front of them. As soon as he entered the storm, the samurai's body was sliced into large and small pieces by the ubiquitous blade and fell to the ground.

Allen's eyes lit up.

A few golden silks of light fluttering around swept out, and the silk swept away, and the Flame Blade warriors swept by it all froze, and then shattered like broken statues. The flying blades gathered in front of Allen, hundreds of sword blades pointed outward, and then shot out, dragging strips of golden light, the light converged into pillars of light, and dozens of golden pillars of light were fanned out. Across the pillar of light, countless Flame Blade warriors were sliced into pieces. For a moment, a fan-shaped blank space cleared in front of Allen.

It's just that the gap is quickly filled again.

Eren knew that the Children of Dusk wanted to use the Flame Blade Warrior to drain their power while observing their own combat skills. Under instinctive control, the Children of Dusk are as cold as a machine. He doesn't be impulsive and doesn't make mistakes. He will calmly observe, analyze, and finally choose to fight.

Even so, Eren wasn't in the mood to waste time with the Flame Blade Samurai. So the golden flame on his body lit up, and the golden king flame came out of his body, and the flying flame made Alan feel like he was in a round of golden sun.

Then a ray of light flashed from the sun, at first it was just a glimmer of light as the morning light, and in an instant it had turned into the blazing sun of King's Land, and a golden light swept across the hall, streaking through countless flame-bladed warriors, and swept straight towards the man on the throne.

The man didn't dare to sit still, he stood up, stretched out his hand wrapped in iron armor, and shook it in the air towards the golden wave that was surging in the air.

Immediately, there was a continuous explosion in the air.

The middle part of the light tide sank in, as if caught by an invisible hand, and the light tide became brighter and brighter. Waves of majestic shockwaves rushed towards the throne, and the throne made of metal began to crack inch by inch, and the surface emitted a red glow, melting. Little by little, the man sank into the iron juice, but he didn't move, looked ahead with great concentration, and drank aloud.

The golden tide of light suddenly lit up, and the two sides rose high, like a pair of huge wings.

The next moment there was a violent explosion.

Tens of thousands of golden jets were shot out, scattering around the hall like machine guns, piercing through countless Flameblade warriors and the cultivation tanks. After the Flame Blade Samurai was pierced by these golden jets, large expanses of golden flames erupted from the wound. Their bodies gradually lost their color in the golden flames, and finally scattered like charcoal.

After the diffuse light disappeared, less than three hundred of the more than 10,000 warriors were still standing, and the cultivation trough in the hall was even more shattered, several load-bearing pillars collapsed, the dome shook off countless dust, and a large area of armored dome fell off

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Down, the hall is crumbling!

The throne had melted into a puddle of iron juice, and the Children of Dusk came out of it, and he looked up and raised his hands. Suddenly, an invisible wave rose, and those originally cracked dome armor melted, filling the cracks. The shaking of the hall finally stopped, but no one knows how long this reinforcement will last.

The Children of Dusk looked at Alan, his gaze shining through the dazzling light and landing on Alan's. The sight of the two was not limited by time and space, and sparks instantly sparked in the air! It was a real spark, and a large spark suddenly jumped between the two, and the child of twilight raised his hand, his fingers spread, and then shook it weakly.

Black bands of light suddenly appeared in the space, and the light bands were of different sizes and lengths. Some are as thick as an arm, while others are as thin as a finger. They writhed and wandered into the hands of the Children of Dusk, gathering into the shape of a great sword.

Allen's pupils shrank, it wasn't a simple source force simulacrum. Now what the Children of Dusk are catching in their hands are dozens of spatial cracks! It was a sword made of spatial rifts, in other words, each blow of it would unleash the furious energy of the spatial turbulence!

Then the Children of Twilight walked forward.

Alan strode up.

Neither of them walked fast, and then in a few steps they crossed a distance of a kilometer and met directly in the middle of the hall. The sword of space was raised and slashed, and the ash hymn slashed fearlessly. Two swords of different natures collide in mid-air and collide. The golden and dull yellow light flashed at the intersection of the two swords, and the golden king flame and the power of dusk collided in full force, and the two forces penetrated, entangled, twisted, and annihilated each other. Eventually, a tornado of light was formed. The tornado, glowing with a different color, reached the dome, breaking through it without stopping, stabbing straight above the base.

A group of soldiers who were still on guard in Ivan's village suddenly felt a whirlwind of the sky, and when they could react, the ground shook violently. As a result, the improvised structures were thrown into the air and fell to the ground along with the soldiers. Then he threw it up again, and then he fell down again, and so on three times. The makeshift structure had been shattered, the soldiers were vomiting blood, and one captain barely raised his head. A pillar of light was seen rising in the mountains behind the village.

The pillar of light blasted into the clouds above with an astonishing sound, and the dense clouds over the mountainous area were torn down by a terrible suction, covering the pillar of light like a gray cover. When that pillar of cloud blew down into the mountains, a terrifying shock wave came from afar, and in an instant, everyone's ears were filled with a sharp roar!

In the hall of the base, the Sword of Space and the Hymn of Ashes are constantly clashing together. Every collision would inevitably eject countless hair-thin black rays and large expanses of golden flames.

The figures of Eren and the Children of Dusk were moving at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and the swords in their hands swept at will, both with great force to cut through space. Their battle has just begun, and yet the hall is already collapsing!

After the two exchanged positions, the Children of Dusk suddenly slid forward silently, and the length of the spatial sword in his hand suddenly skyrocketed, from the original length of more than one meter to three meters. If Eren had become accustomed to its previous range, he would now be confused by its surging length.

The sword of space swept across, and the space was slightly blurred, and the overlapping images of things appeared, as if the space had been folded.

In the face of this sudden sword blade, Eren did not retreat, but advanced, and the ash hymn slashed out, and several flickering long sword phantoms appeared around him. Those phantoms slashed first

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On the spatial sword, he actually cut the spatial sword in the hand of the son of dusk into several pieces, and then the ash hymn was slashed on the second half of the spatial sword. The golden lines immediately stretched out on this black spatial sword.

The Children of Twilight opened their mouths and let out a low whistling from their mouths. The Sword of Space was vigorously provoked, shaking away Alan's ash hymn, but the sword in his hand crumbled inch by inch and turned into crumbles. It was only the son of Dusk's hand that shook again, and the remnant sword, which was only the length of a palm, suddenly burst into black light. When it was drawn again, it was a complete spatial sword.

At this time, the force of the collision between the two was released, the surrounding space became blurred, things bounced constantly, and when the frequency reached a critical point, the matter exploded and annihilated into powder!

However, at this time, Eren and the Children of Dusk collided again, and the two swords collided, both trying to push each other's side. So it became a new round of wrestling, with the two of them as the starting point, the ground circled and collapsed, and then the energy splattered in circles, bringing the armored ground one after another. The source power on the two of them was entangled, forming another source force tornado that blasted into the dome, so the dome that was already collapsing fell faster.

It's in this stalemate.

The Children of Twilight flew with a kick.

Alan bent his elbow and slammed it in.

Then the two flew back, separated by tens of meters, and confronted each other with their swords.

"The temptation should end here." Alan said lightly, as a large piece of armor splintered down from the top of his head. Seeing that it was about to be hit, a sword roar suddenly sounded in the air, and a few rays of light flashed, and the large piece of armor spread out and fell at Allen's feet.

The Children of Dusk nodded, "That's enough, and the real battle ensues." ”

"I've waited too long for this moment." Allen's eyes lit up, and the golden king flame came out of his body, and the entire hall was suddenly reflected in gold.

In the sky above the mountains, the sea of clouds churned, and patches of golden flames erupted from the clouds. The flames tore through the clouds, engulfed them, and finally turned into a sea of golden fire. In the sea of fire across the sky, pillars of fire writhed and drooped, falling into the mountains, exploding large areas of golden flames.

Suddenly, the whole mountain area was on fire!

Allen's feet left the ground and he floated in the air, the golden flames on his body soaring straight into the dome, and his momentum was like a sea of prisons! He was like a god descending from the mortal world, and in a dazzling golden light, the ash hymn was lifted above his head.

The hall was filled with a low roar, like a flame singing an ode, and a large wave of flames spread out like a wave, and the golden king's flame filled the entire hall.

The dim yellow glow of the Children of Dusk was like an island in the sea, and Allen's golden flame surrounded him and pounded him. It felt like the whole space was squeezing him, and the armor on the Children of Dusk clicked, and from time to time a small puff of powder splattered!

The Children of Twilight knew that what would come next would be Allen's full blow.

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