Chapter 3244: The Real Enemy

Hum~

The remaining whisper elements of the eleven magic swords resonated for the last time, and all the power was concentrated on one of the swords. That sword trembled violently in the light of the divine art, and then disappeared out of thin air in the radiance of the sun.

The magic sword with mother nest consciousness abandoned the other ten bodies. Ten meters above the light ball, the sword that escaped appeared abruptly and then shot toward the starry sky like an arrow off the string.

Camille Eden was currently using all her strength to maintain the strange art to suppress the other ten swords and couldn't divide her attention to block it, but there were not only one high-ring sorcerer here.

So in the next second, from all parts of the snow mountain, colored glowing chains, ropes, and ribbons shot toward the night sky together, like a seven-colored seal in the snowy night, firmly entangling the sword that was running away.

The church's ring sorcerers, professors from the three major colleges who came to watch the containment ritual, and even the elders of the Fatum people who didn't enter the battlefield were all taking action. The flying sword struggled again in the air, but as the light binding it strengthened, it finally had to give up struggling.

Miss Feilian, who didn't take action, stared at the sword in the air and confirmed to Xia De again:

"Things have reached this point, what other accidents can there be?"

So Miss Feilian's voice had just fallen when a huge hand stretched out from the void beside the eleventh sword that was bound, and grasped the hilt of the magic sword. Deep black flowing fire flowed along the sword body, and the eye-shaped black gemstone on the hilt of the magic sword instantly glowed.

Afterward, that hand just waved the sword lightly, and all the seven-colored light entangled on the magic sword was cut off. It wasn't that the magic sword 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 drifted past its side. Its whole body was wrapped in shadows, and no one could see its true face clearly.

It was just that although it looked like a human with a well-proportioned figure about 1.8 meters tall, infinite malice seemed to be entangled on its body. Even anyone who focused on looking at it would have the feeling that their eyes were about to be cut by a sharp blade.

The stranger holding the sword didn't show a fate ring, and after a hoarse voice laughed softly, he raised his sword and slashed toward the bottom. The black sword light of a hundred meters long, which surpassed the power of the eleven magic swords gathered just now, slashed toward Camille Eden. The latter frowned slightly and used the light of 【Heaton Seal】 again, but didn't expect the other party to take a step forward while she was distracted for that moment and disappeared directly, then appeared in the huge golden light ball.

The supreme light of the sun and the black light around it constantly collided and annihilated, but the stranger didn't care at all. The ten magic swords that were imprisoned were all concentrated toward it at this moment, until all eleven swords were gathered into the most simple and unadorned black metal greatsword in its hand. The eye-shaped gemstone on the hilt seemed to have truly turned into a magic sword at this moment, and the black pupil was spinning wildly in the hilt.

That greatsword slashed toward the surroundings in its low laughter, and so the strange art of 【Sun Emblem】 Camille Eden was destroyed just like that.

When the golden light dissipated, the high-ring sorcerers hidden in various parts of the mountain peak all appeared actively because of the accident at this moment. There was no need to confirm the other party's identity, and dozens of strange art attacks from different directions directly bombarded the stranger holding the sword. The other party just used the angel-level relic 【Sword Nest】 in his hand to dance, and blocked all the attacks with just sword skills.

It didn't give the human ring sorcerers any more chance to attack. The long sword in its hand made a hum~ sound, and then after another hoarse low laughter, it spoke for the second time:

"Sword Dance · Loop!"

The greatsword danced three ink-colored rings that intersected each other with it as the center around its body, one horizontal and two tilted to the left and right.

Those three ink-colored rings expanded toward the surroundings, and all strange art and spell attacks were annihilated by the ink marks of this sword dance. The mountain peak was split by it, the earth was split by it, the light of the divine art ritual disappeared, and even the howling wind disappeared in these three sword dances.

When the sword marks dissipated, dust and steam drifted toward the night sky, and only the rumbling sound of the mountain peak collapsing and the rustling sound of snowflakes landing remained here.

The high-ring sorcerers were either seriously injured and fell to the ground or disappeared. Only Camille Eden, whose whole body was emitting scorching light and whose hair was lit up as gold again, turned herself into a golden thunderbolt and rushed straight toward the stranger who was laughing in a low voice.

A clang~ sound like a bell rang in the snow mountain, but the fact was that the stranger used the magic sword in his hand to block the full-strength blow of the 13th-ring sorceress. The infinite malice around it at this moment was like ink polluting the surrounding environment. While Camille Eden, who was serious, stumbled and landed, it raised the magic sword in its hand for the second time.

The terrifying whisper elements gathered in the moonlight at this moment, and the low laughter replaced the wind in the valley, like a horror story unfolding in reality. The night sky dyed with ink made even the starlight become dim. This blow was not just the power of the magic sword, this blow was also the peak power of that strange sword-holding stranger.

Several old figures appeared above the stranger at this moment. The three elders wearing sheep horn hats, deer horn hats, and coral hats stood back to back, respectively putting their thumbs and thumbs, index fingers and index fingers of their left and right hands together, forming a triangle shape in front of their chests:

"In the name of Fatumunster—Snow Mountain Seal!"

The three old men leaning together seemed to turn into a snow mountain in the moonlight, pressing down toward the stranger below with a loud bang. But the latter just raised that sword that was about to slash downward, and broke the "snow mountain" with one blow. The three great elders fell toward the bottom, and Claire Reinhardt, who put on a cloak and hood, hurried to rescue them.

The hoarse low laughter sounded again, and it swung its sword to slash at the witch, but the 【Sun Emblem】 Camille Eden, who had taken this opportunity, had already arrived behind it:

"Divine Art - Sun Flame Explosion!"

Boom!

Claire Reinhardt, who used golden light to entangle the waists of the three great elders, was also slightly shaken away toward the distance by the shock wave caused by the explosion. When she turned to look, the fireball in the air had not yet dissipated, but that black figure had already arrived at a position less than ten meters in front of her in the posture of an aerial charge.

Many people saw this scene at this moment, and the light golden eyes of that witch already reflected the strange true face of that god-like figure. She raised her hand to defend, but the infinite malice she had never contacted made her body a beat slower.

The ink color of the greatsword falling had dyed her eyes black, but at this life-and-death moment—

"Moon Fire."

Silver flames entangled Xia De's entire right arm, and he, who appeared in the air head down, slapped down with his palm. And that black figure abandoned swinging the sword at this moment, and his left hand raised to meet the silver flames above.

Black light and moonlight collided. This time it didn't produce a loud noise or too dazzling light and shadow effect. The two who swung their palms up and down seemed to be frozen in the air for a second, and the fluctuation of the spirit caused by the collision of two completely different pure powers—evil and holiness, light and darkness, positive and negative—made all the ring sorcerers still on the battlefield and around feel suffocated at this moment.

"He..."

"What are you stunned for? Hurry up and leave!"

Miss Feilian's voice appeared in the ear of the Sun Great Witch. The latter was startled, but couldn't care about why her colleague was here, and hurriedly retreated toward the bottom.

And the stranger holding the magic sword didn't chase her, because after one palm, he looked at his palm emitting black smoke, and then looked up at the figure that was at the same height as him but floating a hundred meters away, wrapped in the night. 【3244-41

Although no one could see the face of the stranger holding the magic sword, when the stranger stood there at this moment, sword raised, gazing at the night scene on the east side of the snow-capped mountain, everyone could feel its gravity and unease. This was a level of caution it had not even shown when facing Lady Camille Eden of the 【Sun Emblem】 just moments ago.

But at the same time that the sword-wielding stranger confronted the darkness, Lady Camille Eden, with solid wings emerging from her back once more, was already prepared to charge into the night sky again.

Her hundred-meter-long wings unfurled, and a massive sun emblem appeared beneath her feet:

"Miracle - Sun's Feather!"

But the spatial lock seemed ineffective against the stranger. The magic sword in its hand slashed vertically forward, carving out a black crack, and it stepped directly into that rift to dodge the fatal attack from the Sun Church sorceress.

After reappearing from high in the night sky, it waved its sword, cleaving the remaining golden feathers. But the pure silver sword light was hidden within those golden feathers, and the 【Moonlight Greatsword】, transformed into a long whip, crossed a hundred meters to lash out at the pitch-black figure. Thus, the sword-wielding stranger also danced its long sword forward.

The pitch-black long sword and the pure silver long whip clashed in the night sky with a "clang-clang-clang," stirring up the wind and snow. Even though it was a long whip, it could still unleash exquisite swordsmanship, and the confrontation between ancient swordsmanship and ancient swordsmanship gradually made the stranger realize the origin of its opponent.

Only at this moment, hundreds of sunlight spears from above had already been triggered. It could only simultaneously contend with that long whip while utilizing the characteristics of the magic sword to manipulate hundreds of black flying sword phantoms to block those thunderbolts from the sun:

"Hunter?"

It whispered softly, but only the wind could hear this voice.

The long sword shattered the silver long whip, and then it used spatial movement again to dodge the attacks of those sunlight spears.

It wanted to use its own abilities to manipulate that silver long whip, but the whip had already vanished. It flew in the air, searching everywhere, and then the sound of wind breaking appeared behind it. The magic sword's rotating slash in the air dispersed the fireballs, and amidst the scattered sparks, Xia De's figure appeared once more.

The figure emerging in the air was bathed in the moonlight, which was unusually bright for the moment, while its eyes held a pitch-black color:

"Miracle - Remnant Advice."

【A powerful enemy ahead; if the demon possesses a high-level relic weapon, it is time to turn back.】

【Next, avoiding participation in the duel is very useful.】

【Demon domain ahead; beware of duel rules.】

【It is time to put down any weapons.】

"So-called accidents are indeed just the accumulation of all inevitabilities—Black Hand, Tifron!"

(End of chapter)