Gatekeeper Seven looked up and glared.

The space in front of him shook like a wave of water, and the large axe, which shimmered with cold light and had sharp teeth on its blade, hovered in front of him out of thin air.

With a flick of his left hand, the axe spun backwards with a piercing whistling sound.

A big-shouldered, round-waisted, bearded man roared into the hall, an axe whistling through his body. Hearing a miserable howl, half of the body of this big man whose strength had obviously reached the demigod level flew up, and the blood stained a large area of the ground red.

Dense footsteps were heard.

The roar of a beast converged into a rolling wave.

A large group of people dressed in various colors of armor, men and women, old and young, tall, short, fat and thin, with different skin, hair, and eye colors, and the styles of the armor on their bodies also included knights from various countries on the Medland continent, holding various weapons poured in.

Their numbers were so large that when they strode in, they even gave the impression that the river was rushing and endless.

Their bodies spewed blood-colored flames, and waves of powerful power swept in all directions.

In the demigod realm, these tens of thousands of knights are all demigod-level powerhouses.

Chanting the name of the god Varys, the Lord of War, they rushed into the hall and, without the slightest hesitation, charged at Joe and his party.

"Kill them!"

"Kill the heretic!"

"The Lord of War is above, and he has given us infinite power!"

Demigod-level powerhouses, no matter how fast they move, they can easily cross a distance of more than ten or dozens of miles with a single jump. Like dexterous fleas, they jumped quickly in front of everyone, and the weapons in their hands flashed with cold light, and they struck down ruthlessly at everyone's fatal places.

In an instant, Qiao and his party, each of whom was besieged by at least ten people.

In the face of this sudden attack, Joe simply took a step forward and let these weapons smash at him.

The sound of 'clanging' was incessant, and heavy swords, broadswords, and battle axes slashed at Joe's body, splashing sparks in all directions, but failing to cause any damage to Joe. The flesh of Joe's arms swelled slightly, and he let out a low cry, and with a speed that was several times faster than these demigod-level knights, he punched them in the chest.

With a dull crackling sound, more than a dozen demigod-level powerhouses burst open with their armor.

More demigod-level knights rushed forward, chanting the name of Varys, as if they had not seen the damage caused by Joe's terrifying power, and continued to launch a desperate attack on him.

There was a black lightning bolt around Joe.

He let out a low cry, raised his hands as if holding a mountain, and pushed forward with a little heaviness.

A large area of black electric light was like flowing water, like a flood peak, accompanied by a terrifying explosion that swept through half of the hall.

Streams of black lightning bombarded the bodies of these demigod-level knights, and the lightning passed through their bodies, winding and refracting through the air, and then hitting the bodies of their companions.

Hundreds of thousands of electric lights raged in the air, and the electric lights turned into a large net, drowning the bodies of tens of thousands of demigod-level knights.

The armor melted, and the body was scorched.

A terrible roar resounded through the hall, and tens of thousands of demigod-level knights fell from the sky, and they only twitched a few times before they were completely out of breath.

They are all demigod-level powerhouses.

Their strength, the essence of their lives, is far beyond that of ordinary mortals and ordinary transcendent warriors.

Tens of thousands of demigod-level powerhouses fell at the same time, and the huge hall was filled with a scarlet aura like substance. The evil qi swirled and whistled, and kept pouring into Joe's body.

Joe was on the battlefield of Tulun Harbor, fighting with the abyssal creatures for more than half a year, and the total number of demigod-level abyssal creatures he killed did not exceed three thousand.

And this time, he had more than ten times the results.

The scarlet evil qi submerged into his body at an extremely fast speed, and Qiao could clearly feel that his strength had suddenly increased by more than three times!

On his original basis, with just one blow, Joe's strength skyrocketed by more than three times.

There was a faint 'snort' sound in Joe's body.

It was a vision of his soaring power and the strength of his physical structure.

It's just that, compared to the charred corpses all over the ground, this little change seems too ordinary, and no one notices this 'insignificant' change in Joe's body.

"Well done, boy." Gatekeeper Seven glanced at Qiao in surprise: "You haven't undergone soul transformation yet, but your combat power is similar to that of a god who has mastered the power of the law...... It's funny. ”

Shaking his head, Gatekeeper Seven muttered, "One said that among us humans, there will always be a few freak-like geniuses from time to time, who will scare you in an unreasonable way at every turn. ”

"This is who we are, we have endless possibilities, we are so wonderful...... This is one of the reasons why we are feared and persecuted...... Because we are so good, we are destined to suffer all kinds of blows. ”

The sound of dull footsteps came.

The unique aura of the gods poured out of the corridor like a tsunami, crushing Qiao and his party in waves.

Margrethe III waved her white palm.

Just now, Joe blasted out a thunderstorm, sweeping away tens of thousands of demigod-level knights, and cleanly eliminated this wave of enemies.

Margrethe III was not idle, and they also struck and slew the enemies who dared to attack them.

It's just that Margaret III's age, experience, temperament, and mood are placed here, and they don't have a hairy boy like Joe, who makes a big move directly when he moves.

They just cut down the enemies who dared to approach them, who dared to attack them.

On average, each of them killed more than twenty enemies, and then this wave of enemies was wiped out by Joe.

Without much action, Margrethe III seemed so calm that she didn't even have any wrinkles in her clothes.

She squinted, a golden glow flickering in her eyes, and said slowly, "Varys's doglegs? How did you find here? ”

Margrethe III looked at the doorman seven.

Everyone remembers it clearly - Gatekeeper Seven said that this place is shrouded in some kind of power, and all intelligent beings will instinctively stay away from it.

Unless they were guided or had some kind of power, it would be impossible for ordinary people to find this sacred place of the ancestors of the human race.

The janitor Seven's face was gray and wet, and he couldn't see any change in his face.

He squinted his eyes as well as the corridor leading to the hall.

In the dull footsteps, dozens of knights in miserable white armor, armed with blood-colored spears, and long swords hanging from their waists, laughed softly and walked in step by step.

These fellows were dressed exactly like the Divine Servant Knights who blew their horns and ran in all directions on the day Vares returned to Medland, declaring war to all of Metland.

The aura on their bodies seemed to have reached the realm of gods.

They looked at Qiao and his party coldly, like a group of hunters, looking at the chicks who had fallen into a trap and were as arrogant and arrogant.