Just when the Ice Sword Saint was besieged by two legendary powerhouses because of a misjudgment, and the situation was precarious, several other legendary-level battles were also launched.

At the top of Elanz Castle, Ernst López, the "sage who sketched the earth", didn't even look at the confrontation between the three legendary powerhouses not far away, and concentrated on controlling the powerful magic power mobilized by himself, drawing runes in the air with his hand-made wand, and chanting spells in his mouth.

I saw that the pillar of light that rushed into the sky quickly deformed, bent and rotated, as if turning into a giant snake, winding towards the Thracian noble alliance.

The pillar of light was imposing, the clouds shattered and the storm howled wherever it passed, and when it approached the ground, the ground shattered as if it had been ploughed by a huge plow, leaving a long crack.

Seeing the pillar of light rushing over, among the Thracian army, Ronald, a "jewel mercenary" wearing colorful armor, sighed and muttered: "You actually want me to deal with López...... It's going to cost more!"

As he spoke, he took out three rubies the size of a thumb and embedded them in the three grooves of his right glove.

These three rubies are pure in color, there is no blemish in sight, they are all extremely rare and high-quality goods, and they also contain the huge magic that Ronald usually stores in them, and each one can be called a rare treasure.

When the three rubies were embedded in the grooves, the thick mechanical glove that looked a little worn out, as if it was broken to the point that even the gears were exposed, emitted a violent mechanical roar, and then all the gears spun, some fast, some slow, and countless magical lights bloomed from the gem, quickly covering the entire glove.

"No matter how many times you watch it, it's amazing. Othello, the "wandering singer" next to him, shook his head and said with a smile, "Your gloves are amazing!"

Ronald didn't answer, he needed to concentrate all his energy at the moment and control the massive amount of magic released at once.

Each of the three rubies contained a magic power equivalent to sixty or seventy percent of his. Combined, the three gems alone were about twice as much as his magic power. Not to mention that these magic powers are being unleashed in the most intense way, if he can't control them well, in case they explode out of control, not to mention the soldiers around him, even he himself will be seriously injured, and only by relying on Othello's help can he save his life.

The "Gem Mercenary" usually acts alone, but this time he insisted on a reliable legendary powerhouse by his side, the reason is to avoid the hilarious death method of "blowing himself up with uncontrolled magic".

If you want to attack the Erlantz family, you will definitely not be able to avoid fighting with the legendary powerhouse. If you don't prepare well, you can't do it.

It was not easy to control the violent magic on the glove, Ronald's forehead was covered with beads of sweat in a blink of an eye, and the muscles on his face, neck, and head were bruised everywhere, looking a little hideous.

But he finally succeeded, and with a roar of rage, the furious magic finally became submissive, and they rushed into the sky, turning into a flaming flame giant, reaching out and grasping at the pillar of light condensed by the leyline's magic.

A violent roar sounded in the sky, and the violent explosion brought a howling wind that blew the soldiers in front of the Thracian position to stumble and crawl, not even a single one of them could stand firmly. Those wearing heavy armor are better, and those with lighter armor and not very strong strength are simply blown to the ground and roll, like a rolling gourd, embarrassed to the extreme.

The blow was somewhat unexpected by López, who frowned, his eyes twinkled, and smeared through the smoke and dust between each other, making eye contact with Ronald, who was sweating profusely but smiling.

"This mercenary...... No wonder we couldn't invite him, it turns out that he went to Thrace!" López sage sighed, "He really goes wherever he has money, and he has no position at all!"

"I've never heard of him having this trick before, and it's really powerful. But...... If you want to stop my attack by this means, that's not enough!" the corners of López Sage's mouth curled slightly, revealing a confident smile, "I am invincible in a hundred miles around Elantz Castle!"

As he spoke, he waved his wand again, drawing another powerful wave of magic from the leylines at the foot of the castle. With his manipulation, this magic power also turned into a serpent of light, rushing towards the Thracian army's position.

The Serpent of Light in front of him was fighting the Flame Giant, and they were on a par with each other. If this Serpent of Light joins again, with one against two, the Flame Giant will be defeated.

Seeing another giant snake of light coming menacingly, Othello, the "wandering singer" who was also born in the Republic of West Bunlyka and had a good relationship with Ronald for many years, shook his head and played the harp in his hand.

His sound is clear and crisp, like the street tune played by an ordinary bard. The expressions of everyone who heard his piano lightened, whether they were nervous or panicked, whether they were tired or injured, and even some of the soldiers who were seriously wounded and dying forgot about the pain of dying and walked towards death with a smile.

But Othello's original intention was naturally not this, he shot this time, not to ease the atmosphere around him, but to help Ronald against López.

As he played, the Flame Giant, which had been a little sluggish due to Ronald's limited control, suddenly became agile and nimble, it roared in the sky, and then broke free from the Serpent of Light that was entangled in its body, one left hand strangled the head of the Serpent of Light, and its right hand freed up and grabbed the other Serpent of Light that wanted to attack him from behind.

Next, they tore through the air.

It is said that these three are the condensation of magic power, and there is no other possibility than annihilation of each other when they encounter each other, but under the skillful control of both sides, the three are like living creatures with life, and they start a fierce fight.

Because of their size, their movements are rough and direct, but the huge power contained in their gestures will not be diminished by this. Each encounter was accompanied by a violent roar and explosion, and in just a few moments, the front of the position of the Thracian aristocratic coalition was already full of large craters of explosions, the sky was full of dust, and the rubble was constantly whistling and crashing everywhere. From time to time, Thracian soldiers were hit by these incredibly fast rubble, and the lucky ones were only injured, and the unlucky ones were killed.

The confrontation between legendary powerhouses is so dangerous!