The mighty saber mixed with the sound of fierce wind rushed towards the face, and the warriors in white clothes remained motionless, with the corners of their mouths slightly raised, revealing a hint of mockery.
At this moment, it was as if an invisible wall had enveloped him, and immediately afterwards, the body of the wretched middle-aged man shone brightly and dazzingly.
With a sound of "Boom...", the body of the Ethiopian soldier floated up like the wind, and all of a sudden, the stumped limbs, broken arms, and blood from internal organs fell to the ground. Instantly dismembered.
Except for the wretched middle-aged man, the others didn't even make a move. Their expressions were indifferent, as if watching a group of reptiles struggling helplessly.
Lost, lost in just an instant, defeated so thoroughly, they were like a group of ants, desperately trying to shake the elephant.
"how is this possible?"
The head of the Ethiopian cavalry regiment was also injured in this wave of conflict. One of his arms was cut off and dripping with blood. He endured the pain, clutched his injured arm, and stood up with difficulty, with a look of astonishment in his eyes. The opponent's strength far exceeded his imagination.
"Who is your Excellency?" He asked in a deep voice, feeling that the wretched man in front of him was not simple.
"Hehe!" The wretched middle-aged man smiled coldly, "You have no right to ask me about my identity!"
At this time, murderous intent flickered in his eyes, and a sharp light condensed again, and a huge ball of light was formed in an instant amidst the light.
In an instant, everyone's faces changed color, because they saw that the light ball floating in the sky contained an unrivaled power.
The wretched middle-aged man laughed loudly, his face showing a ferocious face, "Go to hell, humble reptiles, the great gods will forgive your sins!"
As soon as his words fell, the huge ball of light suddenly pressed down, like the sun descending, with terrifying destructive power.
"It's over!"
Facing an irresistible force in front of them, all Ebians could only have one thought in their hearts.
The light shrouded it like a mountain, illuminating the surroundings brightly, it was the light from death.
When everyone was feeling desperate, suddenly, a cyan cyclone appeared out of thin air and slammed on Olive who was casting a spell. Olive screamed and retreated a few steps.
"Who... who's fucking sneak attack! Ah—it's actually a soul attack, damn it!" Olive was being plotted against when he was showing off his might, startled and angry, he couldn't stop roaring.
However, what greeted him was an extremely cold breath.
"Boom... Boom... Boom..."
The terrifying icy breath descended, forming a series of ice sculptures among the Bright Law Enforcement Team. Immediately afterwards, those ice sculptures exploded one by one, splashing blood, and scattered limbs and arms all over the ground.
The soldiers of the Bright Law Enforcement Team finally changed their complexions, and they continued to bless themselves with halo skills.
Killing the Bright Law Enforcement Team in an instant, the strength of the incoming people far exceeded everyone's imagination, and the Ebians were stunned. They stood there in a daze, with unbelievable expressions in their eyes.
"Someone came to save us!"
"who's that?"
"Look, in the sky..."
Mutants, all the Ebians could think with their toes that someone had saved them. When their eyes looked into the sky, they were all stunned.
"It's the guardian!"
"It's Lord Ron the Guardian!"
"Master Ron is here to save us..."
It was Ron who appeared in the sky. At this moment, he stood proudly in the sky, with his hands behind his back, his dark eyes quietly looking down at the earth, and the group of holy law enforcement soldiers in white clothes. As soon as he appeared , and brought death to the Bright Law Enforcement Team with "Death Coil" and "Frost Nova".
As long as they were Ebians, they basically knew Ron. His appearance meant that everyone was saved, and they all cheered.
Ron smiled coldly, waved his black robe, and a thin figure slowly descended from the sky.
The wretched middle-aged man also frowned. The appearance of this person in front of him brought him great pressure. Judging from his ability to float in the air, he was undoubtedly a strong man in the sanctuary.
The wretched middle-aged man took a deep breath and asked, "Who is your Excellency?"
Ron didn't answer. He stared closely at the wretched middle-aged man, and said slowly, "Your Excellency, a strong man in the sanctuary, actually disregarded his status and attacked the weak. Is it shameful? Or sad?"
"Sanctuary powerhouse?"
All the Ebians were stunned. They didn't expect that this wretched and inconspicuous middle-aged man in front of them was actually a strong man in the sanctuary. If they said that, they wouldn't feel wronged when they lost to the strong man in the sanctuary. .
"That's right!" the wretched middle-aged man said slowly, "I'm Oliver, the Consul of Light of the Holy See!" He stared at Ron coldly, with a murderous look in his eyes, "If I guess right , Your Excellency should be the guardian of Ebia, known as the biggest heresy in the history of the Noah Continent, Necromancer-Ron?"
"Yes, I am Ron!" Ron admitted his identity straightforwardly, "Ron, who was hunted down by your Holy See and had nowhere to hide, unfortunately, I finally entered the sanctuary, and That is to say..."
Ron paused as he spoke, and pointed at the keel staff in his hand, "From today onwards, your holy Holy See will die, and you will surely—go to perish!"
"Hahaha..." Olive, the Consul of Light, laughed wildly, "Ron, what qualifications do you, a newly promoted sanctuary powerhouse, have to fight against our Holy See? We didn't expect it, but if you want to fight against the entire Holy See, I can only say that you are too naive... "
"Really?" Ron was not disturbed by Olive's words, he smiled slightly, "You'll have to try it out!"
As soon as the words fell, a black mist slowly emerged from Ron's body, and the aura on his body continued to increase, and the black burqa floated gently without wind.
Murderous intent slowly condensed. At this moment, Oliver, the Consul of Light, also changed from his previous arrogance, with a dignified expression on his face. With a flash in his hand, he saw a huge shield appearing in his hand. He held a wind-like shield in his right hand. Weapons like blades seem nondescript.
"Huh?" Ron's pupils shrank suddenly, "Are you a lawbreaker?"
Spellbreaker is an extremely powerful and perverted profession. He is good at melee combat. His defense is comparable to that of a paladin. He is almost immune to magic defense.
The level of the magician is also the same as that of the magician. They are apprentice lawbreaker, lawbreaker, magician, great magician, and magician. Among them, the strength of the magician has reached the sanctuary level. Demon.
"hehe, not bad!"
Olive smiled slightly, shook the tip of the blade in his hand, and made a "whoosh" sound, "Ron, today is your death day, my existence, restrain all magic, including your undead magic!"
After finishing speaking, he stopped talking nonsense, and rushed out with a "hoo-", his thin body was like a monkey, and he jumped in front of Ron, and the wind blade in his hand slashed down.
"Bone Spear!"
Without thinking about it, Ron flung out the Bone Spear. The bone spear, which was as bright as white jade, shone with cold light, and blasted towards Olive with a sharp wind sound.
When the powerhouses of the two sanctuaries competed, a strong wind blew up at the scene, flying sand and rocks, and the people of Ebia avoided one after another. Even the members of the Bright Law Enforcement Team were forced to retreat by this powerful force.
"My lord, your injury!" An Ethiopian soldier supported the head of the cavalry regiment with a broken arm, hesitating to speak.
"Take this opportunity to organize the civilians to leave immediately, or it will be too late!" The head of the cavalry regiment covered his severed arm with his hand, blood kept streaming down, but he still shouted, "Don't worry about my injuries, it's important to save people!"
"Yes!"
"Quick, I don't want anything, it's important to save my life!"
The Ethiopian soldiers who were still able to move immediately went to the frightened civilians and organized their evacuation.
The Bright Law Enforcement Team of the Holy See naturally saw this, and some of them intended to step forward to stop them, but unfortunately they were sniped and killed by Ron from a long distance, and the rest dared not move again.
With Ron's strength in the sanctuary, it's easy to kill those people.
"Boom... Boom... Boom..."
Ron held the Bone Spear and fought with Olive. The two sides exchanged more than ten moves in a blink of an eye.
The black mist filled the entire space, and the powerful soul power continuously seeped out, improved, and improved again.
Olive's body seemed to be covered with a light curtain, and his whole body was as dazzling as the sun. His moves were not powerful, but each attack was very methodical.
On the contrary, Ron seemed a little absent-minded, and when he fought Olive, he was at a disadvantage.
"My lord, the Ebian civilians have finally evacuated from the Joseph River and reached the other side. Now they are safe! Shall we evacuate too?"
At this time, a soldier reported to the head of the cavalry regiment who had a broken arm, and he saluted respectfully.
"Let's retreat too!" The head of the cavalry regiment stood on a small slope and took a deep look in Ron's direction, "The guardian Ron is here to save us, we can't let his hard work go to waste !"
Watching Ron fight Oliver, the head of the cavalry regiment was a little touched. However, as a soldier, he performed his duties better and did not act emotionally.
Besides, they can't get involved in the battle between the strong in the sanctuary, and it's useless to stay here.
"Yes, my lord!"
The Ethiopian soldier responded. He did not know when he brought a war horse and helped the injured regiment leader onto the horse.
The head of the cavalry regiment climbed onto the horse with difficulty, turned his head and took a deep look at Ron, then bent slightly and bowed slightly.
He waved his horsewhip, "Let's go!"
With the departure of the Ethiopian cavalry regiment, the battle between Ron and Olive finally reached its climax. A flash of white light flashed, surrounded by black mist, and a shining figure emerged from it.
"They have already left, Ron, can you finally fight seriously now?" Olive, the Consul of Light, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.
"You let them go on purpose!" said Ron.
"That's right!" Olive nodded, and he smiled slightly, "The strength of those people is like ants, it doesn't matter whether they kill or not..."
"My real target is you, Ron! As long as I can kill you, everything will be over!" There was a grin on Olive's face, and a deep murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
Ron sneered, "That depends on whether you have the ability!"