Four Gods' Blessing

"Ah!"

Ansiwodoss's body shuddered, and the piercing pain through his chest made him let out an anguished roar.

Oruoin's combat experience was so rich that there were only a handful of people in the world who could rival him. After piercing through his enemy with a sword, he did not pause in the slightest. Sword qi as fine as strands of hair erupted from the blade embedded in Ansiwodoss's body, like countless sharp blades churning his internal organs into minced meat.

If it had been any other enemy, even a Saint Tier expert would have died instantly, leaving no intact corpse.

Yet Ansiwodoss seemed completely unaware of it.

His body had fused with Mokha's Armor. Whether inside or outside, it was incomparably tough, and his internal organs were no longer a weakness.

Seeing that his move had failed, Oruoin immediately exerted force and jerked the greatsword upward, trying to split Ansiwodoss in two.

The greatsword only moved slightly before becoming stuck.

By then, Ansiwodoss had recovered his iron will. Ignoring the sword embedded in his body, he swung the Regicide Sword in his right hand around and slashed straight at Oruoin, who was only inches away.

Clang!

With a deafening boom, the crimson greatsword was blocked by the White Wood Staff.

The seemingly fragile wooden staff was unbelievably hard. The Regicide Sword, infused with the full force of Ansiwodoss's strike, only managed to carve out an insignificant notch when it struck the staff.

What surprised Ansiwodoss even more was the strength of the Soul Saint Wizard before him.

His strength had long since reached the limits of mortals. He was Level 20, and every strike he made in battle could unleash more than ten times his ordinary strength. Among the Netherfolk tribes, even the Chosen Champion, renowned for his strength,