After realizing this, Luna leaps into the air, letting out a clear whistle that resounds throughout the Great Wall.

Outside the Great Wall, the marching demon army heard this long roar and involuntarily paused.

The Abyss Lord, who had taken the lead, raised his head.

It was stunned to find that in the sky above the Great Wall, there was a bright silver moon at some point, bent like a bowstring, and as bright as water.

The silver moonlight was like a mist on the battlefield, and everywhere it went, the chaotic aura released by the demon army was swept away.

The Abyss Lord was shocked to find that his "Shadow Hell", under the erosion of the moonlight, was constantly shrinking, from the original kilometer to about 100 meters.

Luna's figure appeared in the middle of the moon at some point, sword raised, and her expression was as cold as frost.

The sword surged with the power of the moon.

Luna slashes down at the Stronghold.

The silver moonlight instantly spread across most of the battlefield, like a blade, wedged into the dark realm where the Abyss Lord had become a powerful crossbow.

Illuminated by the pure and immaculate light of the moon, the magical enchantment created by the Shadow Hell cracked like a fragile mirror.

The energy that overflowed from the realm dripped into the barren field, and many demons burned one after another in the screams, turning into ashes.

Luna's figure vanishes suddenly.

In the next moment, her figure had swept over the abyss lord's head, and her whole body was shrouded in the bright moonlight, as if it was coated with a layer of mercury.

Under Luna's icy gaze, the Abyss High Lord sensed the danger he had not seen for a long time.

It let out a strange roar, and several dark red eyeballs on its body burst into cyan bloodshots, and beams of light the thickness of pillars shot out of its pupils, each of which was equivalent to a complete high-level magic.

But in front of the "Moonlight Girl" who descended, its counterattack was extraordinarily pale.

Luna leaped lightly in the air, her silver shadow moving freely through the air, completely unaffected by gravity, drawing a shiny silver trail that easily dodged the cluster of beams.

In the process of traveling at high speed, the long sword in her hand swung rapidly, and with the movement of her body, she stepped into a deadly moonlight dance.

In just ten seconds, Luna unleashed a total of one hundred and six swords, each of which left a striking wound on her opponent.

Silver arcs of light slashed at the Abyss Lord, and one hundred and six sword marks instantly appeared on the Abyss Lord's tall demon body, and blood rain splashed out.

The Abyss Lord roared furiously.

As a legendary creature, it uses all possible means to fight back at this moment.

The demon's eyes shot rays of destruction, black flames churned out from its mouth, and powerful spells and curses were cast, and it waved its thick arms in an attempt to knock Luna out of the air.

Luna is unmoved.

With her whole body in a state of "moonlight", she is extremely resistant to all dark and chaotic powers, and can increase her movement speed in space to an unparalleled high speed.

Of all the trialists ranked among the Dawnbreaker Monuments, the Moonlight Daughter is recognized as the fastest and the most powerful in the battlefield with her powerful dash and kill abilities.

As long as she wanted to leave, even the "Heavenly Punisher" and "Abyss Lord" ranked above her would not be able to keep her.

As for the Abyss Lord's instinctive physical counterattack, in Luna's eyes, it was no different from a stationary wood.

Countless moon-streaked rays of light swung out of Luna's hands and slashed at the Abyss Lord.

So, on the plain of despair, all the demons witnessed an incredible scene.

The Abyss Lord, who was incomparably powerful in their eyes, was actually beaten by that human woman who was only about one-thirtieth of its size.

As for the Abyss Lord's various spells and skills, they couldn't hit Luna's body at all.

Because she's so fast.

And the long sword in her hand that was contaminated with the power of the moon could easily break through most of the defensive spells mastered by the demons.

As the moonlight flickered, the Abyss Lord staggered back.

A large piece of flesh separated from the demon's body and fell into the field below, its upper body rising with a blood mist as scarlet as flames, looking extremely hideous.

Seeing this scene, Samael in the distance frowned.

After hundreds of slashes, Luna let out another roar, and the silver moon behind her bloomed with a dazzling light as Mithril, rapidly dilating in the demons' pupils.

The silver moon was actually falling towards the plain.

On the plains, countless demons were terrified, scattered and fled, and made a mess.

The silver moon crashed into the plains and turned into a tide of light, enveloping the demons.

The flesh-and-blood Abyss Lord unleashed a violent mental wave, and as a legendary creature, it erupted with terrifying potential at the moment of life and death, once again inspiring the "Shadow Hell".

However, as soon as the dark space appeared, it disappeared without a trace like ink dripping into a clear river.

The light flooded the abyssal lord's scarred body, and little by little, the towering body disintegrated into fine pieces of black powder that dissipated with the wind.

The moonlight swept across the army of demons on the plain, and the demons illuminated by the silver moonlight let out a painful wail and exploded into ashes.

A blood-red barrier floated around Samael's body, blocking the light of the crescent moon that was shining at him.

The Demon King raised his head coldly and stared at Luna, who stood proudly in the air.

Luna was looking at him, too.

Her instincts told her that this handsome young man was the most dangerous of the demon army.

.........

In the valley, His Holiness faced the teleportation hall, chanted a mantra, and stretched out an arm to the sky.

His voice was very unique and contradictory, with a strange magic, like the whisper of the breeze, but with the height of the sky.

At the same time, countless unimaginably large magical powers, like rivers flowing into the sea, marched towards the dark clouds in the depths of the heavenly dome.

Below the valley, Rodriguez, Anderson and others felt the surging energy flowing through the sky.

It is the power that can destroy everything, devour everything.

"Not only did he want to destroy the teleportation array, but he also wanted to destroy the Great Wall directly. Rodriguez's face was extremely palpable.

"Fight with this guy!" the orc warrior gritted his teeth as he rubbed his sore arm.

The mages of the Great Wall no longer dared to spare their magic power, and threw all the magic they had learned in their lives towards the Venerable in the sky at a speed that was close to madness.

As mages, they all knew very well that once the Venerable sent this blow, the teleportation array and even the entire Great Wall would be destroyed in one fell swoop.

The amazing magic unleashed thunder and flames in the sky, and even began to tear through space.

One after another, the terrifyingly powerful sword qi burst through the air, and the remnants of the guards attacked the Venerable in desperation.

However, he still failed to break through the Venerable Being's defenses.

Surrounded by him, the "Absolute Guardian Enchantment" perfectly intercepted all attacks and bounced back.

It is one of the strongest magic in the hands of the Elder Dragons.

The Venerable Yun who was under the fortified wall chanted the incantation of destruction lightly, ignoring the spells and sword qi that were attacking him.

Violent explosions rang out in the valley, followed by a few screams, and occasionally Great Wall mages and warriors were hit by the energy that flew back from the shield, and they were instantly wiped out or seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Rodriguez spurted out a mouthful of blood.

As the second strongest defender of the Great Wall, the Sword Emperor's face was unprecedentedly pale at the moment, and the hand holding the sword kept trembling.

Dozens of black sword marks dissipated in the air.

His rune sword failed to break through the "Absolute Defense", and the power that returned left a heavy wound inside his soul.

Anderson leaped into the air again and again, his sword and shield tearing through the air and slamming into the invisible wall.

The sound burst out,

The giant sword that had slaughtered the entire Chaos Race army before finally couldn't withstand the oppression of the two forces and cracked.

The surface of the legendary shield also had a few more conspicuous cracks.

The orc general's eyes were red, and he risked his life to launch an assault, even if it was doomed to fail every time.

An indifferent and ethereal voice came into Anderson's mind, it was the spiritual fluctuations of His Holiness.

"No matter how high the dust floats, how can it touch the starry sky?"

A bolt of lightning slashed down.

The legendary shield created by the Alchemy Altar let out a mournful roar, and instantly scattered into countless pieces of iron.

Anderson snorted, the white light on his body quickly dimmed, and his body staggered.

A magic spell from Venerable's hand not only destroyed the legendary shield, but also almost broke his bloodline protection.

For the first time in their lives, orcs smell death.

Not only Anderson, but the entire valley people all heard the Venerable One's words in their consciousness and fell into deep despair.

In the world, they are all truly strong, but in the eyes of His Holiness, they are indeed like dust that can be cleaned at will.

And no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't close the distance between themselves and His Holiness, and they couldn't even break through that layer of defense.

This is a significant disparity in absolute power, and the most frustrating and desperate thing is the most.

A blazing light suddenly rose from the side of the valley, like a sun, full of divine and noble aura, as if to burn away all the gloom of despair.

Roland's "Heavenly Judgment".

The paladin arrived, and as soon as he came up, he took out his strongest sword skills.

Roland held the holy sword in his hand, and thousands of rays of light poured out from the blade, like the rising sun, illuminating the valley into a golden patch.

Divine golden light fell on the defenders of the Great Wall.

The Great Wall swordsmen were amazed to find that their wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The light rained down and poured into the Great Wall warriors, healing their injuries and bringing them back to their peak and rekindling their confidence to fight.

His Holiness looked at the rising light in the distance, and from that light, he smelled a familiar breath.

He had seen the sword in Roland's hand, and he had seen its former owner.

"Durandal. ”

How could the Sword of Eternity end up in the hands of this young man?

The Venerable stretched out his hand, and blood-colored thunder fell from the heavenly dome and blasted towards Roland on the hill.

...

Outside the valley, the figure of Constantine appeared.

Seeing the boy, the remaining Great Wall warriors and mages around the valley were all stunned.

All those who entered the Great Wall were truly strong, and they could sense that Constantine's magic was only at the level of a crown.

As the fighting progresses, the situation has reached its worst level.

The tragic battle situation showed that in front of the terrifying Venerable, even a group of Sacred Domain swordsmen and Grand Magisters were not enough to see, and a little crown-level mage came to do nothing but send him to death?

Constantine paid no attention to the strange and surprised gazes around him, and calmly walked slowly towards the inner side of the valley.

He walked slowly, starry in his eyes.

He is now constantly calculating various information in his mind and adjusting the power in his body.

In the dark sea of spirits, countless stars shone brightly, intertwined into stairs, floating among countless symbols, memories and knowledge, stretching out to the gates in the night sky.

Step by step, he climbed the stairs.

Seeing that the young man insisted on going to the battlefield, several guards who could not stand it prepared to make kind remarks to remind him to leave the Rothschild Valley.

But the next moment, they were all stunned.

Because Constantine's body suddenly gushed out an unprecedented amount of magical power, endlessly, and unstoppable.

With each small step, the magic he exuded became more powerful until it surged into the sky.

Constantine's footsteps finally entered the valley.

In his mind, Odin's real name exudes an ancient and vast connotation.

From his consciousness, there was a crisp sound, as if some shackles had been broken.

The door slammed open.

"The Archmagister. An old mage looked at the young man who was slowly walking into the valley in shock, and his expression was incredulous.

He couldn't understand how Constantine was just a crown before stepping into the valley, and as soon as he stepped into the valley, he suddenly became an archmage.

Constantine's body floated and flew towards the battlefield in the middle of the valley.

Countless pale blue stars appeared behind him, faintly intertwined into the pattern of a world tree.

Just like his mother did so many years ago in the skies over Winterfell.

The stars formed thick branches, and the mystical symbols of large blue stars rose from the canopy of the World Tree, as if they were about to break through the sky and fly away.

The starlight danced happily, colliding in front of the blood-colored light that destroyed everything.

A dazzling halo of light rushed out, leveling the mountains on both sides and turning them into a flat field.

The faint starlight shrouded in this quiet field, rippling and beautiful.

The side of the Great Wall Legion, which was about to start a fierce battle, was all shocked by the sudden scene.

The Venerable in the distance narrowed his eyes slightly.

The flickering starlight in the distance reminded him of the battle that had broken out in the depths of the Asgard Mountains more than twenty years ago, and the images from even earlier.

"Finally appeared. His Holiness gazed at the magnificent World Tree and said in a distracted manner.