novelonline Chapter 3290 The Real Enemy
Chapter 3290 The Real Enemy
Chapter 3290 The Real Enemy
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The remaining whispering elements of the eleven magic swords resonated for the last time, and all the power was concentrated on one of the swords. The sword shook violently in the light of the magic, and then disappeared into the glory of the sun.
The magic sword with the consciousness of the mother nest abandoned its other ten bodies. Ten meters above the light ball, the escaped sword suddenly appeared and shot into the starry sky like an arrow.
Ms. Camille Eden was currently using all her strength to maintain her magic to suppress the other ten swords and was unable to distract herself from stopping it, but she was not the only high-level sorcerer here.
Then the next second, glowing chains, ropes, and ribbons of various colors shot out into the night sky from all over the snow-capped mountains, like a colorful seal in the snowy night, tightly entangled the escaping sword.
The church's ring sorcerers, the professors from the three academies who came to watch the internment ceremony, and even the elders of the Fatu people who did not enter the battlefield were all taking action. The flying sword struggled in the air again, but as the light that bound it became stronger, it finally gave up the struggle.
Flora, who did not take any action, stared at the sword in the air and confirmed with Shade again:
"At this point, what else could be unexpected?"
As soon as Flora finished her words, a large hand stretched out from the void beside the bound eleventh sword and grasped the hilt of the magic sword. Deep black fire flowed along the sword, and the eye-shaped black gem on the hilt of the magic sword glowed instantly.
Then the hand just swung the sword lightly, and all the colorful lights wrapped around the magic sword were cut off. It was not that the magic sword had recovered its power, but that the hand seemed to have the strange effect of exerting all the power of this angel-level relic.
The owner of the hand also appeared in the air at this moment, snowflakes floated past it, its whole body was wrapped in shadows, and no one could see its true face clearly.
Although it looked like a well-proportioned human being about 1.8 meters tall, it seemed as if it was entangled with endless malice. Anyone who stared at it intently would feel as if their eyes were being cut by a sharp blade.
The stranger holding the sword did not show the life ring. He smiled hoarsely and raised the sword to the bottom and slashed fiercely. The black sword light with a power exceeding the power of the eleven magic swords just now slashed towards Ms. Camille Eden. The latter frowned slightly and showed the light of [Hedon Seal] again, but she did not expect that the other party took advantage of her distraction and took a step forward and disappeared directly, and then appeared in the huge golden light ball.
The sun's supreme light and the black light around it kept colliding and annihilating, but the stranger didn't care. The ten imprisoned magic swords were all focused on it at this moment, until all eleven swords gathered in its hand into a most plain black metal sword. The eye-shaped gem on the hilt seemed to have truly turned into a magic sword at this moment, and the black eyeball was spinning around in the hilt.
The greatsword swung in all directions amid its low laughter, and the magic of Ms. Camille Eden of the [Sun Emblem] was actually destroyed.
When the golden light faded, all the high-level sorcerers hiding in various places on the mountain also showed up on their own initiative because of the unexpected situation at this moment. Without confirming the identity of the opponent, dozens of magical attacks from different directions were directly bombarded at the stranger holding the sword. However, the opponent just used the wonderful swordsmanship to dance with the angel-level relic [Sword Heir Nest] in his hand, and blocked all the attacks with swordsmanship alone.
It did not give the human ring sorcerers another chance to attack. The long sword in its hand hummed softly, and then after another hoarse and low laugh, it spoke for the first time:
"Sword Dance: Loop!"
The greatsword danced around the body, forming three intersecting dark black circles with it as the center, one horizontal and two tilted to the left and right.
The three inky circles spread out to the surroundings. All magic and incantation attacks were annihilated by the ink marks of the sword dance. The mountains were split in half, the earth was cracked, the light of the divine ritual disappeared, and even the whistling wind disappeared in the three sword dances.
When the sword marks dissipated, smoke and steam drifted into the night sky, and the only sounds left were the rumbling sounds of mountains collapsing and the rustling sounds of snowflakes falling to the ground.
The high-level warlocks either fell to the ground with serious injuries or disappeared, leaving only Ms. Camille Eden, whose whole body was emitting a blazing light and whose hair was once again lit up in gold. She turned herself into a golden thunderbolt and rushed straight towards the stranger who was laughing in a low voice.
The sound of a bell rang in the snowy mountains, but in fact, the stranger used the magic sword in his hand to block the full force of the thirteen-ring warlock. The endless malice around it was like ink polluting the surrounding environment at this moment. When the serious-looking Ms. Camille Eden stumbled to the ground, it raised the magic sword in its hand for the second time.
The whispering elements of terror gathered under the moon at this moment, and the low laughter replaced the sound of the wind and echoed in the valley, like a horror story unfolding in reality. Even the stars were dimming in the inky night sky. This attack was not simply the power of the magic sword, but also the peak power of the strange sword-wielding stranger.
Several old figures appeared above the stranger's head at this moment. Three elders wearing sheep-horn hats, deer-horn hats, and coral hats stood back to back, with their thumbs and index fingers of their left and right hands pressed together, forming a triangle shape in front of their chests:
"In the name of Fatumonster - Snow Mountain Sealing Technique!"
The three old men leaning against each other seemed to have turned into a snowy mountain under the moonlight, pressing down on the stranger below with a loud noise. But the latter simply raised the sword that was about to chop downwards, and shattered the "snowy mountain" with one blow. The three elders fell downwards, and Miss Reinhardt, wearing a cloak and a hood, hurried to rescue them.
The hoarse, low laugh sounded again, and it swung its sword to cut the witch, but the [Sun Emblem] with golden hair had already taken this opportunity to come behind it:
"Divine Art - Sunburst!"
Boom!
Claire Reinhardt, who had wrapped the waists of the three elders with ropes made of golden light, was also slightly blown away by the shock wave caused by the explosion. When she turned around to look, the fireball in the air had not dissipated yet, but the black figure had already appeared in front of her less than ten meters away in the posture of charging through the air.
Many people saw this scene at this moment, and the witch's pale golden eyes had already reflected the true face of the strange figure. She raised her hand to defend herself, but the endless malice she had never encountered before made her body slow down a beat.
The ink-colored sword had already blackened her eyes, but at this critical moment of life and death—
"Moonfire."
The silver flames wrapped around Shade's entire right arm, and he appeared upside down in the air and slapped his palm downwards. The black figure also gave up swinging the sword at this moment, and raised his left hand to meet the silver flames above.
The collision of black light and moonlight did not produce a loud noise or dazzling light and shadow effects. The two hands that swung up and down seemed to be still in the air for a second. The impact of evil and holiness, light and darkness, positive and negative, two completely different pure forces caused spiritual fluctuations, which made all the ring warlocks who were still on the battlefield and around feel suffocated.
"he"
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and leave!"
Flora's voice appeared in the ears of the Great Witch of the Sun. The latter was startled, but did not care why her colleagues were here, and hurriedly retreated downwards.
The stranger holding the magic sword did not chase her, because after the palm strike, he looked down at his palm that was emitting black smoke, and then looked up at the figure that was at the same height as him but was floating a hundred meters away and was already shrouded in the night.
Although no one could see the face of the stranger holding the magic sword, everyone could feel his solemnity and uneasiness when he raised the sword and stared at the night sky on the east side of the snow-capped mountain. This was the caution he had not shown when facing Lady Camille Eden, the [Sun Emblem] just now.
But at the same time as the stranger with the sword was confronting the darkness, Ms. Camille Eden, with solid wings emerging from her back again, was ready to rush into the night sky again.
The hundred-meter-long wings spread out, and a huge sun emblem appeared under her feet:
"Thaumaturge: Feather of the Sun!"
But the space lock seemed to be ineffective against the stranger. The magic sword in his hand slashed forward vertically, creating a black crack. He went directly into the crack and avoided the fatal attack of the sorceress of the Church of the Sun.
After it reappeared from the high sky, it swung its sword and split the few remaining golden feathers. But the pure silver sword light was hidden in those golden feathers, and the [Moonlight Greatsword] turned into a long whip and swung it across a distance of 100 meters towards the dark figure, so the stranger holding the sword also waved the long sword forward.
The clanging of the pitch-black sword and the pure silver whip in the night sky disrupted the wind and snow. Although it was a whip, it could still display exquisite swordsmanship. The confrontation between ancient swordsmanship gradually made the stranger realize the origin of his opponent.
However, at this time, the hundreds of sunlight spears from above had been activated. It could only fight against the long whip while using the characteristics of the magic sword to control the phantoms of hundreds of black flying swords to resist the thunderbolts from the sun:
"hunter?"
It whispered softly, but only the wind could hear it.
The long sword shattered the silver whip, and then it used space movement again to avoid the attacks of the sunlight guns.
He wanted to use his own ability to control the silver whip, but the whip had disappeared. It flew in the air searching everywhere, and the sound of wind breaking through the air appeared behind it. The magic sword spun in the air and slashed the fireball, and in the star-like firelight, Shade's figure appeared again.
The figure that appeared in the air was bathed in the moonlight that was unusually bright at the moment, and there was a hint of darkness in his eyes:
"Thaumatology - remaining advice."
[There is a strong enemy ahead. If the demon has a high-level relic weapon, it is time to turn back. ]
【Next, it is useful to avoid participating in duels. 】
[There is a demon territory ahead, be careful of the duel rules. ]
【It's time to lay down any weapons. 】
"The so-called accident is indeed the accumulation of all inevitability - Black Hand Tifron!"