When the silvery white fireworks are raised, it is like a miracle happens.

The City Lord of Light's sharp laser, which was like a giant sword descending from the sky, was deflected in the air, like moonlight refracted by a reflector, leaving its original orbit, turning several corners, and shooting to a completely deviated position.

And the huge net woven by the blue fire snake also became thinner in the fireworks, and finally completely shattered, scattered into countless flames flying indiscriminately, wandering wantonly in the sky.

"What?" the City Lord of Light looked at all this with an incredible gaze, not even noticing the slight shaking of the cold fire in his eyes.

For the first time in his history, Seghart, the Lord of Light, was surprised by the creation of the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar. He couldn't imagine that his attack would be blocked by the tricks of the ants.

However, the facts in front of him told him that it was all true.

The beam disrupts the curtain.

This is a trump card that Midi has specially prepared for Seghardt, the lord of the City of Light.

The main ingredient of this kind of disturbance curtain is a large number of high-concentration Phantom Dust Crystals, by launching a large number of Phantom Dust Crystal cannonballs into the air and then exploding, the entire Hanging City can be filled with high-concentration dust crystals, and then the means of Seghart, which is extremely dependent on light attribute attacks, are completely blocked.

Of course, although the theory is simple, it is very difficult to implement in practice. During this week, although the members of the Falcon Regiment quietly infiltrated the Hanging City through various means, as long as the Lord of Light was on the highest peak, they could not do anything at all, otherwise they would be immediately discovered.

Only after Midi and the Imperial Army have officially launched their attack can the Falcon Regiment rush to various places, drawing up a magic circle to ascend into the air and at the same time guide the wind direction, ensuring that the brilliant fireworks can bloom high enough to cover the entire Hanging City.

And now, the Hayabusa group has finally succeeded.

Without being detected by the Lord of Light, the Beam Disruption Curtain was completed and the laser attack was completely blocked.

In fact, in the previous life, the Empire had taken a similar approach to dealing with the City Lord of Light. However, since the Empire did not have an extraordinarily awakened powerhouse at that time, and even the air force was not complete, therefore, after unfolding the beam disturbance curtain, they also had to try to drag the City Lord of Light to the ground, and then suppress it with the power of the Demon Vein Great Array.

This battle is one step after another, and all kinds of details are interlocking, and once a mistake is missed, it will lead to a global collapse, which is extremely difficult. In addition, the empire's operations that year were also extremely costly, and all kinds of rare resources consumed were massive, which can only be described as laboring people and money, and hurting muscles and bones.

But for Midi, none of the next steps were needed.

As long as the long-range attack of the City Lord of Light can be blocked, then there is only one thing left to do.

Win with a sword.

"It's time to fight back. Midi's words reached everyone's ears through magical communication.

It reached the ears of the soldiers of the Hayabusa Regiment who had worked hard and finally completed the beam disturbance, to the ears of the Imperial troops who had resisted and finally blocked the waves of attacks of the Destroyers, and to the ears of the future Prince of Light, Reinhardt.

But this was not an order given to them, but an order to herself by Midi.

With this confident command, one person and one sword turned into a golden-red streamer, tearing the sky and tearing down the clouds.

With the Beam Interference Curtain raised, and the most important hand had been laid out, Midi did not rush forward to seek a decisive battle with the Lord of Light, instead, he first targeted the Expellers who were bombarding indiscriminately.

Although the target of the Destroyer's attack was the army of the Delos Empire, Midi did not mean to die without help.

At such a critical juncture, in this kind of awakening-level war, such small calculations and careful thinking will not do any good except bring distrust and rift between friendly forces, and then affect the battle situation.

To put it bluntly, if Midi really needs to get rid of this Imperial army, as long as the battle is over, no one can stop it. For the transcendent awakened, frontal crushing is the king, and there is no need to kill people with a knife, but it seems too petty.

Moreover, although the layout has been established, the evictions are a major threat after all.

As the so-called persimmon picks up the soft pinch first, weakens the expulsor, cuts off the wings of the city lord of light, and waits until the battle line is stable and the backyard is consolidated before confronting the city lord of light, this is the royal road in strategy!

I saw that under the urging of Midi's consciousness, the golden-red light flashed up and down, and from time to time burst out of a flickering cold light, turning into golden filaments shuttling and flying, looking for the loopholes and flaws of the expulsors like swimming fish, and then defeating them one by one and killing them in seconds!

The ghost swordsman awakens the secret technique, the flying sword dance.

Sword Soul Awakening Skill, Storm Sword.

This is the result of the simultaneous use of two different skills, and it is also the greatest value of the personal "secret technique" obtained at the time of awakening - the secret technique can be seamlessly combined with any class and any awakening skill without any lag. Not only that, but the secret technique may even become a lubricant, allowing different awakening skills to be combined!

At this moment, under the double onslaught of the Storm Sword and the Flying Sword Dance, this crimson light flew and shone, coming and going, and every place it passed, there must have been a fierce but short battle, and the severed limbs of the destroyers rained down.

In just a few moments, Midi had slaughtered the destroyers to pieces, at least ten or more of them were killed in an instant, and in an instant, the seemingly formidable enemy had been cut by one-twentieth of its number.

The Destroyers immediately reset their priorities, shifting from suppressing the Imperial forces on the ground to defending Midi in the air, and instead of scattering and firing, they gathered together in formation, trying to delay or at least delay Midi's movements, but they were always pierced by the sword that floated in the air, and there was no resistance at all.

It's too strong!

Watching Midi come and go in the air, killing and killing, as if he was in a no-man's land, whether it was the Falcon Regiment who thought he knew his own commander, or the Imperial Army who had always been unwilling to face Midi, or the fourth prince Reinhardt, who had a very high vision, the same thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

It's too powerful indeed......

That's the only thing they think of Midi, and they don't need any other pretentious embellishment, just this one, and only this one.

You must know that those who were killed by Midi with a sword are expulsors! Each of them is a strong person who has passed the awakening and is above level 51, and they are all magical lifeforms, which have more advantages than ordinary flesh and blood!

Any one of these destroyers can descend from the sky to fight against an elite warrior of a hundred-man team, and they are still at ease.

But now, even if they gather a team of hundreds, it seems that they can only be pressed and beaten by Midi.

Compared with the adventurers of the Arad continent, this is no longer a grade higher, this is several grades higher, and it is impossible to estimate the strength.

If the battle with the Destroyers made the Falcon Regiment and the Imperial Army understand the gap between the awakened and the unawakened, then at this moment, seeing Midi's heroic posture fighting in the air, they suddenly understood the gap between the ordinary awakened and the awakened powerhouse.

While the Destroyers were busy resisting, and the humans and Dragonmen were busy panting, resting, and sighing, an unprecedented wave of anger was brewing like a storm at the highest point of the Hanging City.

"Very good, an ant can do this, not bad, very good!"

Seeing Midi's unscrupulousness in his eyes, the cold fire in the eyes of the City Lord of Light was almost like an active volcano about to erupt.

Originally, if Midi dared to do this, dare to expose his back to the Lord of Light, and kill those expulsors himself, it would be almost no different from suicide.

Seghardt didn't even need to move, just a few clicks of his fingers, a laser attack, and a manipulation of the azure fire snake could make Midi a caged bird, a living target driven to death.

Taking a step back, even if Midi had eyes behind her back and was able to dodge Seghardt's ultra-long-range attacks, Seghart could choose to directly attack those Imperial troops on the ground. Although it was a little cumbersome, as soon as he pointed out, a group of Imperial soldiers would definitely die directly.

Midi killed ten destroyers in the amount of time it took to kill hundreds of Imperial soldiers for the Lord of Light.

But now, the beam jamming curtain has risen, and the Castle of Light's laser has failed, and it is impossible to hit the target at all.

In this way, he became a spectator, a spectator isolated from the battlefield, who could only watch Midi weave back and forth among the expulsors, killing and killing, but had no means to intervene.

No, it's not that there is no means of intervention.

It's just that this arrogant City Lord of Light never thought that he would be forced to be serious when facing these humans in the Netherworld.

"Hmph, as you wish. The City Lord of Light said coldly.

Before these words fell, a cold fire ignited on Seghart's cloak, and the next moment, he had turned into a streamer of light and disappeared.

The speed of this streamer was so fast, even Midi's "Flying Sword Dance" was not as good, and in an instant, it had already swept through the air, and the latter came first, directly catching up with the golden-red light, and then blocking in front of Midi!

Midi immediately stopped, a cloud of golden-red light dancing beside him, causing him to hover in the air.

The most outstanding ghost swordsman among the human race, and the magical lifeform created by the tyrannosaurus king Bakar, quietly confronted each other on the Hanging City.

"Mortal, give your name. ”

Finally, from the golden mask of the Lord of Light, such a sentence came out.