Chapter 705: Loren's Death

Early September.

Valhalla Canyon, late at night.

Located about 300 kilometers outside the eastern border of the Kingdom of Aloran, the valley is criss-crossed and the terrain is steep, which is a hidden shortcut to the Kingdom of Aloran.

On both sides of the canyon are towering cliffs that rise thousands of meters high, and the sharp peaks reach into the sky, full of hideous ravines, like countless shocking scars.

The bright moonlight shone on the rock walls of the canyon, and some strange vegetation swayed in the night breeze on the margins.

However, what should have been quiet is shattered by the hustle and bustle of battle.

Every time they clashed, there was a deafening sound of rocks collapsing and trees falling.

The surging magic raged through the canyon, and the surging stream was forced back, flowing backwards in mid-air with a rumbling roar.

The earth cracked frequently, and countless bottomless cracks twisted and turned, splitting the canyon's bedrock layer by layer.

Wherever the aftermath of the terrifying magic passed, everything was reduced to nothingness.

It's not like a human being anymore.

At the center of the battle, the woman in silver armor was none other than Juliana, the immortal sword saint of the Aloran Kingdom.

Her armor was crisscrossed with scars, and red blood was gurgling down the gaps.

But even so, she still stood as tall as a pine, and the long sword in her hand was shiny all over, and the blade of the sword was cold and cold, as if it could cut through thousands of illusions.

And in front of her was a black-clothed figure suspended in the air.

He was dressed in a jet-black robe, with his back to the night sky and the bright moon, holding a mechanical staff, and his handsome, cold and indifferent eyes could be faintly seen under the constantly drifting mist, but they flashed with arrogance that looked down on all beings.

The palpitating fluctuations of magic that surrounded him, as if the weight of materialization, fell heavily on Juliana's heart.

Gyaat raised his staff again.

In an instant, countless black shadows emerged from the void, covering the entire canyon.

They were pitch black and glowing, alien like thorns, sharp edges and corners, exuding a cold air, and went straight to Juliana's vital point!

Juliana's silver teeth clenched, and her eyes were piercing.

Dozens of minutes ago, the light beast rider she led was still sneaking through the canyon, carrying the returning students of the Aloran Royal Academy.

Originally, at the end of August, she was leading the students of the Halolan Royal Academy to return to the Kingdom of Aloran from the easternmost kingdom of Hutton in the far east.

As a result, war suddenly broke out on the way, the magic rail train was damaged, the communication was cut off, and the route had to be changed several times along the way.

Now that we are finally about to reach the Kingdom of Alauran, we only need to cross the hidden Valhalla Canyon and sneak hundreds of kilometers to reach the territory of the Kingdom of Auroran.

Suddenly, there was a strange fog, and then, that terrifying figure appeared in the sky of the canyon......

Juliana immediately realized that it was the third god of the Cress Empire, the god of war who was enshrined in the seat of silk agate, and Gyatt, who had found them!

It stands to reason that the last time the Seat of Silk Onyx Gyath was supposed to be with the main force of the Crescent Empire on the battlefield on the west side of Aloran.

It doesn't make sense to go around in a big circle, and it appears directly hundreds of kilometers east of the Kingdom of Auroraan!

Encountering the third army god Gyat here can only be said to be too bad luck.

With a flick of her wrist, Juliana's sword light conjured up thousands of phantoms, slashing the black shadows to pieces.

But the shattered black shadow recondensed in mid-air, turning into a denser blade, obscuring half of the sky!

Juliana swung her sword again and again to resist, and where the blade pointed, the black shadows shattered one after another, turning into a little starlight and dissipating.

But no matter how hard she struggled, a steady stream of black shadows still came like a tide, gathering more and more, and in the blink of an eye, it overwhelmed her whole body.

Countless blades pierced into Juliana's armor with a piercing grinding sound, and blood splattered out from the cracks in the armor, drawing bewitching arcs of blood in the air.

Gyaat's illusion and attack magic made her unable to distinguish between reality and fiction.

"Break it for me!!"

Juliana held a long sword glittering with silver light, and her sword aura was horizontal, swinging lightning bolts to slash at Gyaat, her body was agile, and where the blade of the sword pointed, the rocks shattered, the ground collapsed, and the terrifying wave of qi swept through the entire canyon within a radius of several kilometers.

Gyaat dodged calmly, his figure like a wisp of black smoke, shuttling through Juliana's sword moves, and whenever Juliana's sword edge was about to touch the corner of his clothes, he would tap the mechanical staff, and phantoms would emerge from all directions, disturbing Juliana's judgment.

Juliana gritted her teeth, her eyes glinting with anger, and she once again confronted the military god.

Skilled in illusion and seals, the Seat of Silk Agate, Gyatt, not only has magical powers beyond the limits of humans, but also has characteristics that make it almost impossible for enemies to escape from him, and Juliana can only choose to fight Gyaat, hoping that some students will rush back to the kingdom of Aloran for help.

But even with her strong vitality, she is not sure if she will be able to survive enough time under Gyaat.

The [Seal] attribute is too restrained [Regeneration], and her spiritual attribute is not so high, and her patience with [Illusion] is not enough, and Gyaat's many illusions can not only control her and interfere with her, but even cause real damage to her!

Either way, we can only fight.

A surging momentum burst out from her body, sweeping the heavens and the earth, like a god descending!

It was the power that was enough to cut off cause and effect, and reverse life and death, and what [Primordial Stone Tablet - Regeneration] bloomed with was the light of the soul that was once comparable to the gods!

It only took a moment for her injuries to recover with the mist.

"Are you the only one who has the primordial slate?"

Gyatt's hands were raised above the top, and words were in his mouth.

The entire canyon under the night sky, the heavens and the earth changed color, and countless purple-black magic arrays formed between the heavens and the earth, devouring everything around them.

An invisible divine brilliance was rapidly eroding the foundation of the canyon, and the continuous magic power collided in the turbulence, emitting a deafening roar, which was the blessing of the [Primordial Stone Slab-Illusion].

Juliana clenched her sword and prepared to engage the enemy.

Behind Gyaat, a large phanther emerged.

The phantom was thousands of meters high, completely pitch black, wearing heavy armor, wearing a ghost face, like a demon god, the monstrous magic power washed in its roaring roar, black thunder rolled in the sky, the earth was falling apart, and the mountains and rivers were wailing.

The space is distorted, and time is almost frozen at this moment.

The line between life and death seems so blurred at this moment.

Juliana burst into a loud shout, and the long sword in her hand made an arc of light, and the sword qi swept away like a stormy wave.

This is her housekeeping skill, a killer sword move that can cut off the soul!

Gyaat's expression was unmoved, and with a wave of the mechanical staff, a black light flashed, and Juliana's sword qi was actually blocked in mid-air!

She only felt a strong force attack, and the whole person facing the Shadow Demon God's giant fist was violently swept away and smashed against the rock wall of the canyon.

The rocks and trees within a radius of several miles have turned into powder, and the dust is full of dust, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Juliana spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up in sharp pain.

It's not good to face the opposite side head-on, and the recovery speed will not keep up.

Regardless of attribute restraint, the opponent's hard power is far above her.

Midair.

"Your sword skills...... It's a lot like a middle-aged man I met the other day. ”

The levitating Gyaat suddenly spoke, looking down at Juliana on the ground from above, and his tone was so flat that he seemed to be talking about the weather.

"What are you talking about......"

Juliana wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stubbornly raised her sword.

The other party is willing to stop the offensive and give her precious time to reply, she is naturally willing, and she can even delay for an extra second.

"Looks like it's called Leonard? A seventh-order general of the Kingdom of Aloran. ”

Gyaat seemed to find it interesting.

Juliana's pupils shrank suddenly.

"A few days ago I was in the Zeld Heights, and I met a legion called the Urn Star Table."

Gyaat continued to recall.

Originally, the legions of the Kingdom of Alauran could be said to be quite strong, and in the case of a fortress military defense, it was not so easy to win the Battle of Zelde Heights by relying on the vanguard of the Imperial Army alone.

Unfortunately, the vanguard of the Imperial Army had successfully exhausted the energy of the enchantment, and the appearance of his Gyad instantly upset the balance and wiped out the legion.

"If it had been there, maybe it would have been difficult to say whether the battle in the Zeld Heights would have been won or lost."

Gyaat looked back absent-mindedly.

As long as there is an eighth-order powerhouse at the beginning of the fortress, it will be difficult for the vanguard troops to consume the enchantment, or as long as the enchantment exists, it is suppressed by the enchantment and supported by the rear troops, even if it is difficult for him to resist the city defense army to force Juliana, no matter how bad it is, as long as he survives an energy cycle, and when the energy center is dissipated and starts the enchantment again, the fortress can continue to start counterattacking.

It's a pity that the eighth-order powerhouses of the United Parliamentary Alliance of the Kingdom can't take care of every strategic place, and there are even fewer top eighth-order powerhouses who can compete with their twelve military gods.

"Teacher Leonard...... Did you fight him? ”

Juliana's voice trembled, and despite the thought of a fact that she was almost unacceptable, she was still desperately denying the possibility at the moment.

"yes, it's easy to kill him, he's weak."

As if stating a fact, Gyaat ended the review and looked at Juliana.

"You talk nonsense! He's the strongest! ”

Juliana shouted in a hoarse voice, tears welling up uncontrollably in her eyes.

General Leonard, who taught her swordsmanship since she was a child, is almost a father to her, and the reason why she was able to change from a little border thief girl to a soldier admired by the kingdom is all thanks to General Leonard's reinvention.

But Gyaat just looked at Juliana with a little pity and bewilderment.

It's like asking her, why are you angry?

"The corrupt Bishop Farmer also specially commissioned the Cress Empire to bring back Leonard's body."

It was as if something had suddenly occurred to him.

In the past two years, the Corrupt Bishop and Juliana have a deep hatred, and the Corrupt Bishop has specifically named all the people related to Juliana, and once he can catch him, he will definitely use his forbidden magic and biochemical experiments to study and reform.

"Gyat!!"

Juliana let out a grieved roar, and her whole body was enveloped in a dazzling silver light.

Her strength reached its peak in extreme resentment, each sword carrying the momentum of tearing through space, and the terrifying sword pressure made the entire canyon tremble.

Her sword moves are wide open and close, and at this moment, she just wants to break Gyaat's corpse into ten thousand pieces!

In the face of Juliana's attack, Gyaat did not panic at all.

Sometimes he casts layers of illusions that make her lose her way in the intermingling of reality and fiction, sometimes he uses seals to counteract to make her moves come to naught, and sometimes he teleports to make her attacks miss, like a cat teasing a mouse.

"The layman of mind will never be my opponent."

Gyath smiled lightly, and an eerie light flashed from the mechanical staff in his hand.

The next moment, a huge black vortex appeared at Juliana's feet, like a demon's mouth, engulfing her in an instant!

Juliana let out a terrible scream, feeling the power in her body draining rapidly.

She couldn't tell the difference between the virtual and the real, which were feints and which were real spell attacks, and sometimes she could only gamble on luck.

Just now it was a real spell, a trigger seal placed by Gyaat, which can absorb the opponent's mana!

Juliana was half-kneeling, her whole body trembling violently.

She tried her best to get up, but her limbs were as heavy as lead.

Juliana looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound shook the sky.

She raised her long sword, the silver light was dazzling, illuminating the entire canyon, the blood vessels on the back of her hand burst out, and bright golden lines appeared on her skin, which was the strongest combat form hidden in her body, and in an instant, a majestic momentum erupted in the canyon, and the sword qi turned into an immortal dragon, swooping towards Gyaat, and the tyrannical power swept a hundred miles away!

Gyaat's eyes became a little more serious.

This immortal sword master can still burst out with such terrifying power after being forced to be in a hurry.

A cold glint flashed in Gyaat's eyes, and he gently moved his mechanical staff forward.

Eighth-Order Sealing Technique [Thousands of Seals].

The next moment, countless chains suddenly appeared, firmly locking Juliana with sword qi from all directions.

She raised her hand almost frantically, and the long sword in her hand slashed down violently, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, cutting off thousands of black shadows in unison!

At the same time, her figure flickered, and she instantly approached Gyat, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the opponent's throat!

"Hmph."

Gyaat snorted coldly, not quite liking people approaching him.

The fog around him suddenly spread out in a large area, flowing like a shadow, no matter how close Juliana's sword approached, it could not reach Gyatt.

On the other hand, Gyatt, with a quick move, waved one hand, and a purple-black light burst out from the palm of his hand, and went straight into Juliana's eyebrows!

Juliana let out a terrible scream, and her whole body fell straight to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Her internal organs seemed to be grasped, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

This is Gyaat's eighth-order illusion [Heart Refining Soul Snatching], which can only be released at a certain distance, which can greatly interfere with the opponent's actions and torture the opponent, and the process of enduring magic is comparable to Ling Chi's!

At a distance, he will fly a kite and limit his range of motion, and at close range, he will be attacked by his more troublesome spirits.

Rumble!

Billowing dust rises and obscures the sky and the moon.

When the smoke cleared, I saw a deep pit appear where Juliana fell, bottomless, almost splitting the entire canyon in half!

Juliana fell to her knees like a rag doll.

And Gyaat remained suspended in the sky, looking down at her with an expressionless face.

Although they may still be in the battle for a few rounds before the winner is determined.

But the end result is clear.

Even the immortal Sword Saint will eventually be crushed unilaterally.

Gyaat didn't talk to Juliana much more.

He just quietly condensed his mana and watched his dying foe.

The magic circle between heaven and earth quickly moved, converging into a huge black hole, and countless purple-black pillars of light gushed out from the black hole, sweeping the heavens and the earth like a plague, and everything in its path turned into dust.

“……”

Juliana looked at the silver moon, which was covered by dark clouds from time to time, and only felt that she should not be able to hold out the reinforcements.

According to the speed of the students of the Royal Academy of Alauran, even if they arrive at a place where there is no communication interference as soon as possible, I am afraid that they will not be able to contact other reinforcements from Alaulan.

In her life, she was able to change from a small thief in the slums to a strong protector of the country, which can already be called very lucky.

If there is any regret, it is that she couldn't go to the end with that person, and sure enough, a guy like her with a bad background, even the goddess of fate will not agree that she and the great priest came together.

At this point, even if she dies here, she will inflict the greatest damage on the third army god, Gyath, the seat of the Silk Agate.

Just as Juliana clenched the hilt of her sword and was about to be swallowed by Gyaat's magic, a cold air flow suddenly pierced the sky, like an invisible heavy sword, and slammed into Gyaat's body.

"Gyaat, get me back to your Crescent Empire!"

The angry voice echoed through the canyon, a thunderous pardon.

In the hurricane surging high in the canyon in the distance, the runes of the gods were densely spread in mid-air, and the air flow around the figure of a black-robed priest seemed to turn into pure light, constantly causing the electric cocoon to burst, and the finger he raised pointed in the direction of the sky and the earth, and blasted away Gyath with the airflow heavy sword.

The void exploded, and a deafening loud bang accompanied by a blinding light echoed through the canyon.

Wrapped in black mist, Gyaat's figure was swept out like a fallen leaf, smashing into the mountain wall in the distance, stirring up dust in the sky.

Juliana looked at the sky in disbelief.

Rumor has it lately that he will appear if you call Loren's name in your heart - he will always appear in any place where he should not be, like a joke of the goddess of fate.

Even on the way back, she hears that Loren is suspected of saving the inhabitants from fire and water during the civil strife in the flower capital of Parrieux.

Originally, Juliana only regarded this as a superstition.

I didn't expect Loren to really come here to save him.

Juliana's eyes widened in astonishment, and she stared in disbelief at the figure that had fallen from the sky.

Loren's face was depicted in sharp black and white shadows, and his brown hair fluttered in the wind like a dark cloud, the eyes of an absolute strong man looking down on the ground.

"Loren? How did you end up here? ”

Juliana's voice trembled with weakness and agitation.

"Juliana, take the students and run to Auroran, don't look back."

Loren threw her away at the first moment, and used wind magic to escort her to the territory of the Kingdom of Aloran to the west, and the sound of the wind reached her ears.

Juliana, who turned into a storm meteor in the sky, had a complicated expression, and a trace of struggle and reluctance flashed in her eyes.

But she understands that now is not the time to be emotional, and she believes in Loren's strength.

At this time, the injured self staying here is likely to be in the illusion of Gyaat, and become the negative combat power that restricts Loren's shots.

Moreover, she knew what Loren meant, as the protector of the Arloran Kingdom, she had to return to the Aloran Enchantment as soon as possible in order to exert the greatest strategic value, and the royal capital could not live without her, otherwise the Arloran Kingdom would become the most easily breachable gap among the three great powers in the eastern region!

"Loren! Don't be fine! ”

Juliana struggled to make up her mind, turned her head, accelerated her flight, and soon disappeared to the other end of the canyon.

“……”

Although Loren didn't know why he was here, this was an unreasonable thing, but Juliana quickly accepted it.

But the next opponent he has to deal with, the third army god Gyatt, the seat of the Silk Agate, is not ordinarily high.

Fighting this top military god who is good at illusions and seals, Loren doesn't know if he can win.

It can only be said that there is no problem in holding him back.

Before Loren's words fell, Gyaat had risen from the rubble, he didn't seem to be injured, not even his clothes were covered with dust, and Loren's attack just now was completely blocked by him.

"Sure enough, the Great Priest Loren comes and goes like the wind like the intelligence of the Empire, and it may appear anywhere, I really didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain today."

Gyaat stared at Loren, as if he had finally met an interesting opponent.

“……”

Loren was reluctant to communicate much with the Third Army God, Gyath, the seat of Silk Agate.

Talking to an opponent who is good at illusion can easily fall into the trap of the opponent.

But the words of the opponent are also inexplicable.

He hadn't left the Hutton Kingdom in all these years, how could even his opponents easily accept the fact that he would be here?

This time he will come, at first he wants to go to the Posen Kingdom to pick up Ranch and return home.

He knew that Ranch had a unique ability to dominate and lead, and that he would have to play a role in the war.

Fortunately, now in the hinterland of Hutton, there are Florence, the chief paladin of the Goddess of Destiny, and the Ice Witch, the chosen saint, even if Loren leaves temporarily, the safety of the royal capital Ecrita is still guaranteed, so Loren set off secretly.

Then he had just arrived in the kingdom of Posen, and through the intelligence department of Posen, he found out that Juliana had not succeeded in returning to the kingdom of Aloran for too long, and knew that she must have had difficulty on the road, and considering that there would be an imperial god of war to intercept him, Loren tried it with his half-baked astrology, and the goddess frequently sent him bad omens.

He couldn't rest at ease, so he rushed to the kingdom of Aloran alone.

Anyway, Ranchi is very safe in the hinterland of Posen, and it is okay to pick up Ranchi early or late, but on the other hand, Juliana must ensure that she can return to the land of Aloran smoothly, which is related to the safety of countless people in the kingdom of Aroran.

The sky gradually darkened, and the large dark clouds took on a strange crimson color under the glow of the moonlight, which was gradually reddening.

Lightning and thunder roared, enveloping the sand and gravel, and emitting a terrifying roar.

Loren and Gyaat confronted each other from afar, the magic around them rising, and the waves of qi visible to the naked eye collided in midair.

In the next moment, thousands of air currents swept through the sky from Loren's lightly raised palm, condensed into an invisible heavy sword, and stabbed straight towards Gyaat.

Gyaat chuckled and waved his mechanical staff.

A dark purple barrier formed out of thin air, blocking his way.

Surge of magic surged across the surface of the barrier, like ripples of mercury.

The invisible heavy sword and the magic barrier slammed into each other, erupting in earth-shattering reverberations.

The entire Valhalla Canyon trembled under the impact, and the spell cast by the Third Army God Gyath was far more powerful than it had been against Juliana before.

Obviously, against Loren, Gyaat began to use all his strength.

The emerald green air currents and the dark purple mist intertwined, setting off devastating storms that tore through the void wherever the hurricane set off by Loren.

Gyaat swung his staff again, and the mechanical staff twisted and reassembled into a wand form.

Countless purple-black bolts of lightning rained down from the sky, wrapping around Loren's limbs like poisonous snakes.

Loren froze, and quickly broke free.

After Gyaat's wand turned into a wand, the casting power was reduced, but the casting speed was much faster.

Loren needs a little bit of time to get used to the opponent's new battle mode.

Just as Loren revealed his flaw, Gyaat's wand flicked into the sky, and the sky suddenly darkened.

Countless black shadows emerged from the void and surged towards Loren.

Every dark shadow turned into a sharp thorn, with sharp edges and corners.

Loren's face changed slightly, condensing the air flow to resist.

Countless currents swirled around him, turning into a layer of flowing armor, cutting off most of the thorns alive, and a few of the fish that slipped through the net still pierced his body.

Loren snorted, only to feel an inexplicable force passing rapidly.

When Gyaat's weapon is converted to a wand stance, the damage is no longer as high, and the control becomes more frequent and difficult.

The fierce confrontation between Loren and Gyaat in the Valhalla Gorge continues, and the hard rock is cut to pieces where the storm passes, while Gyat casts a treacherous illusion, and purple mist fills the entire land.

Loren's palms slammed together, and in an instant, thousands of sharp wind and thunder roared out, and the fierce air currents were wrapped in the power of a thousand jun, and thousands of troops and horses rushed towards Gyaat like a god's chariot.

With a flick of his fingers, he saw countless purple-black chains appear out of thin air, wrapping around those wind and thunder like pythons, instantly binding them to pieces and turning them into powder.

"Eighth-Order Thunder Magic...... It is rumored that the great priest's best attribute besides wind is light, but it seems that you use each attribute equally well. ”

Gyaat smiled curiously,

"What exactly are your best attributes?"

In fact, in his opinion, it was not the wind that chose Loren, but the wind that Loren chosen, and among the thirty-one attributes, Loren may be good at most of them.

Loren grimaced and didn't answer him.

He doesn't like to talk to his opponents in battle.

I have to admit that against an opponent like Gyatt, who is good at illusions and seals, he will be at a disadvantage.

His adaptability is more inclined to elemental magic, and when playing elemental opponents, he can basically play restraint no matter what the opponent's attributes are.

But he is really not very good at the bells and whistles of illusion and sealing.

Now we can only try which spells work the best for Gyaat.

Loren raised his right palm above the top.

A blazing white pillar of light burst out from the palm of his hand, shooting straight towards the sky, illuminating the entire sky as bright as day, and countless bright points of light quickly converged in the air, turning into a huge network of light, covering the sky towards the canyon.

"The magic of the light system and the enchantment system, sure enough, you will have a lot."

A purple-black magical barrier quickly formed around Gyaat, blocking the huge web of light.

The two powerful forces collided violently in midair, erupting into a deafening roar.

The veins on the back of Loren's hand trembled slightly, and he struggled to maintain the light net with all his might.

But gradually, this collision again came to naught.

"Unfortunately, I will too."

Gyaat muttered.

A magic array formed under his feet on the ground within a radius of several kilometers, exuding a suffocating and terrifying aura.

The purple-black points of light in the sky circulated wildly in the magic array, turning into chains as thick as giant pythons, and roaring towards Loren's light array.

The magic was far greater than before, causing the air to freeze and the air pressure to drop suddenly.

Loren activated the magic power in his body, quickly forming an airflow shield in front of him.

In the Gyaat enchantment encounter, the shield still had a fine crack, crumbling and precarious.

The magic power in Loren's body exploded, and in an instant, countless dazzling rays of light burst out from his body, intertwining into a typhoon in mid-air, carrying a thousand powers, and crashing straight into Gyaat.

Two devastating forces collided violently in the void, erupting with a loud sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

The barrier between the two sides collapsed in an instant, forming the largest control offset.

Loren gasped.

And the Gyaat on the opposite side looks very relaxed.

Gyaat, who is good at illusion and sealing magic, is already good at spirit, and if he continues to consume Gyaat, there is a high probability that Loren's mana will be used up first.

The only way now is to do everything possible to delay, use more magic and less spells, and give Juliana enough time to find a way to get rid of Gyatt at that time.

Divine magic will borrow more from the gods of heaven and earth to form the power of all things, and the mana consumption is smaller than that of spells, but the number of times it can be used per day is limited, otherwise it will lead to spiritual collapse.

The real problem is how to get rid of Gyaat.

The never-ending control was so difficult that it might be even more difficult to escape from Gyaat than to defeat Gyaat outright.

Thinking of this, Loren took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, at this time don't think too much, just prepare for the battle with all your heart.

Unexpectedly, Gyaat suddenly put away all his magic power, elegantly straightened up the shirt that had been crumpled by the battle just now, and looked at Loren with a playful expression.

"Mr. Loren, do you think I really want to split the battle with you?"

It was as if Gyath had seen through Loren's desire to stall for time.

He didn't mind being as Loren wanted.

"What do you mean......?"

Loren frowned, vaguely feeling that things were not simple.

Gyaat's attitude was too calm, as if he was playing with his prey.

Don't...... What else does he have in mind?

Loren watched Gyaat's every move.

"Is there a possibility that from just now, I also wanted to hold you back?"

Gyat didn't answer the question, but looked meaningfully at the sky, a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, a blinding red light pierced through the thick dark clouds and fell into the canyon like a giant comet.

The impact unleashed a gale that caused the trees in the canyon to sway from side to side.

Looking at the sea of fire unleashed by the red comet, Gyaat picked up his mechanical wand again.

Loren didn't have time to continue paying attention to Gyaat, and a chill rose in his heart.

He jerked in the direction of the red light falling, and the ground cracked hundreds of meters deep, and the heat wave swept away.

In the center of the pit, a violent figure was wearing dark red heavy armor.

His black hair was like flames, his eyes were blood-red, his gaze was so fierce that it was palpitating, and a wave of hot air was swirling around him, and the air was twisted and deformed.

The earth was crushed by his momentum, and the air burned with it.

"The Seventh Army God of the Crescent Empire, Philip of the Blood Chalcedony?!"

Loren didn't have time to be shocked, and the figure of Philip captured in his sight had quickly zoomed in.

Philip turned into a scarlet afterimage and struck with a punch.

The fist wind roared with monstrous flames, and with the momentum of devastating and decaying, it slammed heavily on the light shield that burst out around Loren's body.

At the same time, Gyaat's mechanical wand gently swung in his hand, instantly dispersing Loren's shield into countless fragments, and Loren could only use more urgent defensive magic to block Philip's surprise attack.

The right fist of the Seventh Army's Divine Blood Chalcedony Philip stretched forward violently, full of explosive power and killing intent.

When the roar resounded through the canyon, the dust flew away, and Loren was knocked away with a heavy blow.

The furious force collapsed the entire valley into which Loren had fallen like a tidal wave, colliding faster than thunder, and reverberating the entire Valhalla Canyon!

Before Loren could catch his breath, the Third Army God Entwined Onogyat shot coldly again.

Countless purple-black chains burst out of the ground, instantly binding Loren firmly.

Loren struggled desperately, but the evil chains clinged to him, frantically sucking his mana like leeches.

In the blink of an eye, the Seventh Army's Divine Blood Chalcedony Philip punched again.

The fist roared down with the power of a thousand jun, and the fist wind seemed to carry a high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees, and the fire was soaring into the sky.

Loren saw that Philip's fist was about to hit, and he was helpless, knowing that the defensive magic would only be disintegrated by Gyatt's interference again.

Loren's magic surged wildly again, and he chose to go head-to-head with Philip in desperation.

"Die!"

Philip laughed, his fist flashing a fiery red, and slammed into Loren's chest.

At the moment when his fist was about to touch Loren, Loren's whole body shone brightly, and his magic condensed into a blazing white ball of light around his body.

The ball of light exploded.

A deafening loud bang echoed through the canyon.

The blazing white light drowned Philip's figure, mixed with the compression magic of the eighth-order limit, and it actually forced his fist to stop!

Philip, who had just desperately exchanged injuries with Loren, stood up from the rubble, his posture straight, but the skin on his body was badly burned, and scorched smoke rose.

Philip's tiger's mouth was fleshy, and red blood flowed down his arm.

"Grand Priest Loren is really brave, and he has no fear in the face of the two of us at the same time."

Looking at his blood-stained fist, Philip actually laughed.

“……”

Loren's face turned pale, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he was holding on to his crumbling body.

The blow just now was not the right way to play.

The Seventh Army God, who is good at [strengthening] and [fire], the Philip of Blood Chalcedony, can't fight him like this.

With the third army god Gyath here, he had no choice but to exchange injuries with this crazy seventh army god Philip before taking over his attack.

Facing two military gods at the same time, even the experienced Loren felt great pressure.

Originally, against the third army god Gyaat, Loren felt that he could still fight, until the moment the seventh army god Philip appeared, Loren felt that the pressure had increased dozens of times.

The only good news is that Philip is not as strong as Gyaat, and the touch just now has already caused a lot of damage to Philip.

Now if you want to use roundabout tactics to fight, it is almost impossible to win, with Gyaat's control, it is difficult to escape, maybe you can only find a way to fight desperately, first break Philip, and then find a way to continue to deal with Gyaat.

Either way, he should be able to drag Juliana back to the kingdom of Auroran.

Just as Loren was about to start this desperate battle.

A faint scent of sandalwood wafted from nowhere, incompatible with the night style of this canyon.

Loren's eyes widened suddenly, sweat on his forehead, and he looked in the direction where the breath came from.

I saw a young man in a white robe embroidered with intricate and gorgeous patterns already standing on the other side of the canyon.

He has short pale blonde hair and a clear face.

But the most palpitating thing is his clear and clear silver eyes, which seem to be able to see everything.

"I have long admired Mr. Loren's name."

The Emerald Seat of the Eleventh Army God, Simon Ro, also appeared in mid-air.

He raised his hand and instantly healed the whole body injury of Blood Chalcedony Philip, so that the Philip wound that Loren had desperately replaced just now disappeared, and Philip's martial aura also recovered to its peak.

Loren took a deep breath and looked at the three military gods surrounding him in this dark canyon.

He understood their plan.

Even the Eleventh Army God, who is good at [Healing] and [Wind], Simon Roe, is here.

The three gods of war who came to this barren canyon did not separate one to track down Juliana, but all three of them stayed on Loren's side, as if they had calculated to kill him steadily.

From the beginning.

The intention of these gods of war is to hunt the top combat power of the United Parliamentary Alliance of Kingdoms!

"Originally, we only wanted to get rid of Juliana, but we didn't expect that the big fish we caught in the end would be you, Grand Priest Loren."

Simon Roe of Emerald had a slight regret, and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

“……”

Loren looked at this scene, and the three major military gods joined forces, which he never expected.

But here's the thing.

How on earth were they able to plan such a perfect stealth route, circumvent the Kingdom Federation's detection, and manage to pinpoint Juliana's location?

The night wind howls in the canyon, the sky is gloomy, and the blood moon hangs high.

The three military gods looked at each other from a distance, all looking down on Loren.

Loren stood alone, bathed in the light of the red moonlight, his face full of sadness.

Life or death no longer matters.

The important thing is what else he can do now.

"I'm sorry, Ranch, I don't think there's a chance to see you again."

Loren couldn't think of the possibility of dealing with all three of them at the same time, and he couldn't pick up Ranchi back.

The end was seen from the beginning.

Like a crumbling and melting block of ice, a wave of sighing.

He muttered to himself.

"Will the Great Priest Loren be scared too?"

Blood chalcedony Philip couldn't help but laugh as she looked at Loren's solemn expression.

Loren was the calmest enemy he had ever seen when he was about to die, and it was because of this calmness that Philip believed that Loren knew better than anyone else the despair he would face next.

"In fact, who can live in this world without being afraid."

Loren threw away the priest's black robe, leaving only the black shirt.

His eyes, like the coldest ice lake in winter, stared through the storm currents at the three opponents.

"We know all about the atrocities of the Cress Empire, even if it weren't me, someone would eventually break the endless cycle and bring down cause and effect."

His eyes seemed to have been filled with silver light, raising his magic power to the extreme.

The words are so.

In this final moment, he can unleash the shackles of the Grand Priest -

Fight as a pure man!!

Outside the eastern border of the Kingdom of Aloran, the wind howls under the blood moon, and the great war of the gods is about to break out again.

Like a light that illuminates the sky, the night sky turns into day from time to time, and then quickly dims.

(End of chapter)