It is difficult to answer the question of how powerful a true gold-rank powerhouse is. Because there are ninety-nine percent of the people in this world who have never seen the power of a gold-level powerhouse in their lives.

I don't know whether to say lucky or unlucky, after El left his hometown, along the way, he actively or passively experienced several battles in the gold rank. Not to mention the fake gold that was shoddy and the old, weak, sick and disabled, he had also seen with his own eyes the power of the golden rank in the true sense.

The sword of the north wind, a sword out, everything is discolored. The sword of the fallen leaves, a sword out, everything dissipates.

If the Sword Master could only be regarded as a title and could not fully represent the power of the Golden Rank, then it was only tonight that he really felt the shock of the power of the Golden Rank.

The world, centered on the Black Demon God, has changed.

"The legendary Zendikar swamp...... If it's a legend, why bother returning to this world?" the black demon god stretched out his hand and pushed forward, and the expanding mushroom forest was blocked in place by some kind of force. I watched as the huge mushrooms that had just grown quickly withered one by one, revealing the land they had just occupied.

"Beautiful home...... It's a pity that it shouldn't stay in this world. The black demon god's palm pressed weakly, and his five fingers were closed. The exposed ground began to dry up, and both the earth and the masonry turned into sand and drained away rapidly. In a few breaths, the once lush mushroom forest has shrunk by one-fifth. As the soil in urban centers becomes sandy, forests draw fewer and fewer nutrients from the earth until they are depleted.

The Son of Zendikar let out an angry roar, and a chaotic ripple of life energy spread out from him, and all the huge mushrooms in the swamp began to secrete a viscous gelatinous substance, dripping to the ground like pine gum to protect the dirt beneath their feet, forming an amber-like protective layer. On top of the protective layer that had not yet condensed, a layer of pale green moss grew wildly, and that was exactly what El had seen in the spirit world, the fungus blanket covering the ground in the swamp of Zendikar!

A green, translucent spore condensed in the palm of Son of Zendikar's hand, rapidly growing to the size of his fist. He weighed the weight of the spore and threw it at the black god beyond the forest.

The spores, which were as clear as jelly, unsurprisingly collided with the protective magic array in front of the black demon god, and exploded in an instant. However, the gelatinous objects that flew out did not disappear, but magically stuck to the disembodied magic array.

The black demon god frowned slightly, and was about to expel these nasty slimes, but at this time, the giant's body had grown dense spores that were exactly the same, and the whole person swelled again, and pounced on him again.

The slimy and disgusting image that completely defies human common sense is enough to make people vomit all the night's food three times. The soul of the black demon god was still a woman after all, and a sharp curse came out of her mouth, and she took three steps back with a look of disgust, doubling the protective magic array in front of her in an instant.

The giant slammed into the protective magic array, and in the huge explosion that resounded through the four fields, the magic array was covered with a whole layer of green slime. Immediately after, two big hands suddenly stretched out from those slimes, and with the help of those slimes, the giant actually tore through the defense of the magic array directly with both hands!

"It's a real problem, that bastard of Barbarossa really won the prize this time. The black demon god snorted coldly, no longer pinning her hopes on the corroded protective magic array, and directly reached out and grabbed the giant's fist, and the torrent of sludge gushed out from her arm, enveloping the giant's hands.

Hiding in the ruins, El once again clearly felt the change of the world, as if the air you breathe in your daily life suddenly became infected with a foul stench, and his stomach turned upside down. Not only the hands of giants, but even the world is being eroded.

"How long are we going to wait?" asked Cypriot as Ella pulled her clothes to help Tiana cover her mouth and nose. He had already made up his mind that if this guy still looked like he was watching a play, then he would never stay here and wait for death again.

There is his lover, his dignity there is Isttalon, and the Sword Castle has nothing.

"Almost...... You won't forget, this is the old guy's city. Cypress said calmly: "The old man left so many inheritances to his descendants, and all of them were lost. But no matter how mediocre the descendants are, the sword castle is still a sword castle. Since they want to destroy the city, they must be prepared to pay the price for it. ”

"Uh...... Are you talking about the ......" El subconsciously raised his head and looked at the rear of the battlefield.

The battle between the two golden-rank monsters wiped out almost a quarter of the city block of the Sword Castle, and the land was constantly twisted under the clash of forces of the giants and demon gods, and even the buildings on the ground were also destroyed. But in the ruins of the city, there is still a special existence that has always stood untouched.

If you look at it from the mountains outside the Sword Castle City, the white stone giant sword that reaches up to 100 meters into the clouds can be described as the iconic landscape of the Sword Castle, but when you stand in the city, you will subconsciously ignore its existence. For the city, it's just a straight mountain, and you can't see it in its entirety at the foot of the mountain.

The sword tomb of the North Wind Sword Saint, after thousands of years of time, even his descendants have regarded it as a beautiful legend. Aside from the hidden white stone path at the foot of the mountain, no one seriously thought about whether this sword tomb contained other secrets.

Even when Diana was defeated by the Dollmaster and the Brotherhood slaughtered the inhabitants of Sword Keep, the Sword Grave never showed anything out of the ordinary. However, when the Black Demon God and the Son of Zendikar gradually increased their respective powers and reached the realm of touching the edge of the laws of the world, the White Stone Sword Tomb, which had been silent for thousands of years, finally woke up.

"All things will wither before me" The black god gripped the two fists of the Son of Zendikar tightly and smiled. Under the erosion of the sludge, the giant's body was dyed an ominous black little by little. His skin and muscles began to peel off in pieces, revealing decaying body tissue. The giant roared to break free from the Black God's grasp, but his body lost strength for some reason. He felt that the power was slipping away from his hand, being squeezed out little by little by the black demon god in front of him, but he couldn't do anything for a while.

Seeing that the battle was about to be decided, all of a sudden, the two monsters stopped their hands and raised their heads to look at the sky.

"If I were you, close your eyes now. Cyprus whispered.

"What ......do you say," El was halfway through his mouth, when he suddenly realized that he couldn't hear himself. The girl in his arms suddenly grabbed his wrist tightly, and her body trembled slightly, and then he found that his body was also trembling involuntarily.

First hearing, then sight, El realized that his senses were shattering, and for a moment, he had lost almost all of his senses, as if he had fallen into a deep coma.

He knew it wasn't a coma, because his mind was still awake, but his body had lost all sense. I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a second, maybe it was a few minutes, and he felt the body temperature of the girl in his arms again.

The White Stone Sword Tomb disappeared, along with the urban area with a radius of 100 meters around it.

Sensing the earth tilting, El opened his eyes to see that the sand and gravel that had almost buried him were rolling down in the same direction. Not far in front of him, a bottomless crack appeared on the battlefield that originally belonged to the center of the city, and the huge crack directly tore the earth, causing the nearby residential buildings to fall to the center.

The vast mushroom forest is gone, the mire of malevolent curses is gone, the Black Demon God and the Sons of Zendikar are gone, magic fluctuations, elemental order, basic laws...... Everything that once existed there was chaos is gone.

Seeing that the ground beneath his feet was getting more and more inclined, El quickly got up and fled backwards. Tiana, who was held in his arms, seemed to have really fallen into a coma and had not yet regained consciousness. The girl's body was already weak, and she had put blood several times tonight, coupled with the pressure on her spirit caused by the fluctuation of magic power, I am afraid it will be difficult to wake up in a short time.

"What kind of surprise is this, I knew there was such a terrible thing in Sword Castle, and I was still here after I was full!" Elle scolded excitedly as he fled to safety.

He realized what it was, but he couldn't describe it. It was a sword left by the Sword Saint of the North Wind to future generations, but the power of that sword was so exaggerated that it directly blocked his perception.

Just as an ant cannot comprehend an eagle soaring in the sky, it is impossible for an ordinary person to comprehend the true meaning of that sword with his worldview. But at least Elle was sure that if he had made up a little bit further at that time, he probably wouldn't even have scum left.

"What are you running for?" cried out in hatred, "go back and see what is going on, and there will be another one more stab for breath!"

"Are you kidding me? can you survive this way?" El said angrily, pointing to the huge bottomless crack, the sword left by the Sword Master of the North Wind didn't know how deep it stabbed, he watched a house fall from the crack, and he didn't hear the echo of the ground for half a minute.

"No matter how good that old guy is, he's been dead for a thousand years. Cyprus's voice suddenly became low: "It's a young man's world now......"

(Jiangsu.com)