Witnessing Anderson defeat the army of the Chaos Race, the already desperate Great Wall Guards rekindled their hope.

However, Anderson, who had just won a victory, did not show any joy and still looked gloomily at the mountains in the distance.

He knew that the enemy who had killed Deno was there.

The opponent was able to quietly teleport many Chaos races out of the valley, and killed Deno and the Silver Dragon mounts in one fell swoop, severely damaging Serena, and was obviously an extremely formidable opponent.

Even horror is not enough to describe, and it may be more appropriate to use horror.

Compared to this mage, those hundreds of Chaos races were nothing at all.

Still, Anderson was undaunted.

Any enemy who dares to invade the Great Wall must pay the price of blood, a creed that has been firmly rooted in the heart of the orc general since the first day he stepped into the desperate Great Wall, and he will not swerve until his death.

The orc warrior leaped forward, his feet sinking into the ground, and the dust shook the sky.

In the next second, his legs jerked out, and he rushed in the direction of the temple with thunderous footsteps, as if the wheels of Thor were rolling over the ground of the valley, rumbling.

The pace of the "chariot" was so majestic and exciting, of course, that His Holiness could not have felt it.

But His Holiness didn't look back, he didn't care about the lives of the Chaos Race, and for him, the most important task at the moment was to destroy the temple behind the valley.

Anderson arrived quickly, but not fast enough.

By the time the orc general arrived here, the interval was enough for the Venerable to use magic to tear down the teleportation hall more than twice.

The figure of the Venerable floated up from the mountain and rose into the air, arms outstretched.

In the dark clouds in the sky, there was a faint gathering of blood-colored light.

Just as His Holiness was about to make a move, Anderson suddenly shouted, "Rodriguez!"

There was a roar, and rocks fell from the valley cliffs.

As if to echo this roar that shook the valley, a dazzling light appeared in the eastern sky, like a meteor falling from the sky.

No, faster than a meteor, it's like a bolt of lightning.

Only the most powerful mages in the field could perceive the true form of Lightning--- which was a long sword engraved with magical runes.

The magic sword passed through the sky above the Desperate Mountains, as if to illuminate the entire valley and tear a corner of the heavenly dome apart.

The rocks that shook down from the cliffs of the valley had not yet had time to hit the ground before they were twisted into dust by the wind rolled up by the sword qi.

This sword light is so magnificent and vast, like a stream of snow, like a river, any enemy who stands in front of this long sword will be washed away like dust.

All the Great Wall warriors couldn't help but be shocked by the strength of this sword for a moment.

Even the magisters couldn't help but look up, and after witnessing the sword light that shot out from the clouds, they fell into a momentary stupor.

The mages of the Great Wall did not know swordsmanship, but from this sword, they read another kind of beauty, which was the supreme realm achieved by combining life, magic and the sword in their hands.

The majestic and majestic pure sword intent passed through the peaks, descended from the sky, and stabbed towards the Venerable One's body.

In the sky, His Holiness tilted his head slightly.

It was only now that he finally got a little interested.

His Holiness waved his hand.

Blood-colored brilliance fell from the clouds, smearing the entire Desperate Mountain Range with a strange layer of scarlet, covering the lightning swiftness of the sword lightning.

Hit by the blood-colored light, the long sword trembled violently, and was shackled in mid-air by an invisible force, as if it was held by the hand of the gods, unable to move.

The next moment, the rune sword spun violently, as if it had a life of its own, and circles of powerful ripples of magic rippled along the rhythm of the blade, transmitting in all directions, as if trying to break free from the shackles of blood-colored brilliance and shatter it.

Standing on the ground and looking at the sky, it looks like a circle of white ripples blooming in the heart of a blood-colored lake.

Every ripple was a powerful sword aura condensed by extremely sharp magic, and it was indestructible.

The blood-colored brilliance tightly wrapped the rune sword, indifferently suppressing the sword's breakthrough again and again.

The wrestling between sword and magic lasted for tens of seconds.

A dazzling halo of light bloomed over the Desperate Mountains.

The blood light gradually dissipated, and the rune sword let out a crisp and beautiful mournful sound, and fell diagonally towards the main hall of the valley, like a bird with folded wings.

Moments before it was about to hit the valley floor, a hand grabbed it.

Its owner, the swordsman in the command room, appeared next to Luna.

The swordsman's face was as pale as paper.

Unlike other swordsmen, he has a spiritual connection to his rune longsword that resembles a magical contract, allowing the longsword to exert incredible power in his hands.

Of course, any power is a double-edged sword, and the damage of the Natal Magic Rune Sword will also be fed back into his spiritual world, causing damage to him.

But in previous battles, the chances of such a scenario were slim to none.

Generally speaking, the vast majority of opponents don't even have room to react in front of his sword, and even if they can, they can't stop it at all, let alone hurt him.

But today, in front of His Holiness, in just one round, the swordsman was not lightly injured.

Even if he is the "Sword Emperor" --- Rodriguez, the peerless powerhouse ranked ninth in the Dawnbreak Monument.

"This is a masterpiece created by the little guys of the [Alchemy Altar] and the [Immortal Crown]?"

His Holiness's gaze fell on the rune sword in Rodriguez's hand, and his voice was very faint: "Using the unpopular 'Soul Furnace' magic, if I'm not mistaken, this technology seems to be only in the theoretical stage back then, and I didn't expect that it would have a finished product now." ”

Rodriguez wiped the bloodshot from his lips and looked at His Holiness warily.

The strength of this black-robed man was not only far beyond his imagination, but he also easily told the secret of the long sword in his hand.

Who the hell is he?

"Get out of the way, or die. His Holiness said lightly, and there was an irresistible will in his extremely concise words.

Rodriguez did not answer, but aimed his sword at the Venerable as an answer.

The guardians of the Great Wall will never give in.

Suddenly there was the roar of a half-orc warrior behind him.

Anderson's whole body burned with white magical light, and with a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, he rushed over with a terrifying murderous aura.

He stomped down with his footsteps, and this action directly stepped the flat ground of the valley into a large hole.

The body of the half-orc general soared into the air with the help of the reaction force, and quickly jumped to a height of 100 meters, and the giant sword in his right hand slashed towards the Venerable.

If this sword is slashed, even if it is a hill, it is very likely to be directly defeated.

However, His Holiness is not a hill.

Looking at the forest of powerhouses in many planes, he is undoubtedly one of the highest peaks.

When facing Rodriguez's long sword, he still tilted his head, and at this time, with his back to this sword that was enough to break the mountain and break the waves, His Holiness didn't even bother to turn around and take a look.

Anderson's heavy sword slammed into an invisible protective wall, and on the defensive wall, the light rippled instantly, and the force that bounced back immediately shocked Anderson out of balance and flew out.

Anderson wasn't alone.

When the orcs charged at the Venerable, the mages of the Great Wall finally reacted and covered him with all the magic they could think of.

Some of the magisters floated into the air, others teleported to safety, chanting in unison, and the music of the incantation drew a great tide of magic.

Bursts of brilliant light streaked across the sky above the valley, and the light emitted by the many spells even reflected the dark clouds of the sky into a colorful theater of legends.

Among them, the members are the high-level magic that countless secular mages have spent their lives eager to master.

Boom! Boom!

Brilliant and deadly magical brilliance exploded around Venerable, and the rolling energy storm even caused landslides on several solitary peaks within a radius of a kilometer.

His Holiness stood tall in the air with his hands in his hands, not moving at all, not even the corners of his clothes.

A huge circular wall stretched out in the space, enveloping him, and all the incoming magic was like a wooden spear thrown by the Wu Clan at the Northwind Fortress in front of this wall, and they all fell into the sand.

The smug spells of the mages of the City of Dawn did not work at all.

His Holiness silently surveyed the brilliant light of the spell outside the shield.

There were many spells in it that he was familiar with, and many of them were even created by him back then.

At this moment, the fact that these high-level magic were being used against him could not help but make His Holiness feel a little ironic of fate again.

Rodriguez's hand shook slightly, and the long sword slashed in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, countless black objects intertwined together, forming a sword mark that appeared around His Holiness.

It was the long sword that cut through the space where the desperate plane was located, and the dimensional fragment cut off was used as a weapon by the "Sword Emperor".

However, this god-like sword technique still failed to break through the invisible shield that protected His Holiness.

The pitch-black sword marks touched the shield, and for the first time, the slightly shiny surface of the shield was dented.

However, it is only a dent.

Until the sword marks were gone, it was not broken.

Seeing that the magic failed, all the Great Wall mages were shocked and forgot to cast their spells, staring blankly at the black-robed figure in the sky.

Never before in their lives had they seen a protective spell so powerful.

"Could it be...[Absolute Defense Enchantment]?" In the crowd, an old magister of the Great Wall who was over four hundred years old rubbed his eyes, his voice trembling.

The old mage from the "Elemental Heart" learned about this legendary magic in ancient books.

It is said that the prototype of this spell was first mastered by the ancient high-level dragon clan, and its strength can even resist spells at the forbidden spell level.

When the legend appeared in front of him, the old mage was extremely shocked, like a devout believer who witnessed the archangel of the Radiant Nation.

Not only him, but other magicians felt the same way.

The shock was followed by a deep despair.

Is there really no one to stop him?

......

On the Great Wall, Hawking, who had once again performed astrology, looked at Luna with a pale face, "Your Excellency Legion Commander, General Anderson and Senior Rodriguez all seem to be in trouble. ”

"I'm afraid, only if you go can you save the Teleportation Temple. Hawking hesitated. "It's just..."

"In that case, the main gate of the Great Wall will be lost. Luna glanced coldly at the approaching Abyss Lord outside the Great Wall, "They've already figured this out, and even if I rush over now, it might be too late." ”

For the first time in history, the Great Wall was in danger of being attacked on its back.

Whether she goes or doesn't go, it will cause irreparable damage.

Even Luna, in this situation, felt more anxious than ever.

Just then, a voice appeared in Luna's head, "Lord Luna, leave it to me over there in the valley, and you can only deal with the demons outside the city." ”

Hearing this, Luna froze, "Is that you?"

Of course, she could hear that it was Constantine's voice, and that the boy was supposed to use a magical method similar to spiritual communication to inject information into his mind.

"I'll deal with that mage in the valley. Constantine said.

"Are you sure you can stop that guy and not send him to death?" Luna asked, a little puzzled, noticing Constantine's calm voice. "How sure are you?"

The enemy that even the "Sword Emperor" and the "Chariot" can't solve together, you can know what a perverted existence it is.

Even Luna herself has no confidence in victory.

"If the guards of the Great Wall can cooperate with me, I will be more than half. Constantine replied succinctly.

Listening to Constantine's calm and determined voice, Luna had some confidence for no apparent reason.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you. Having made up her mind, Luna said decisively. "Don't let me down. ”