On the other side of the mountain forest.
The Crimson Gold Flame shot into the sky, its tongues of fire seemingly licking the curtain of night and dyeing the surrounding black forest golden. It was dazzling beyond compare.
After the flames vanished, a charred-black zone appeared in the mountain forest. Countless trees had been reduced to charcoal, while even the larger rocks had been burned until they cracked, sparks constantly spitting from the fissures.
At the edge of the charred zone, Morton emerged from a dense patch of shadow, his expression gloomy.
The military-style long coat he wore had been burned to tatters, and part of his armor had been burned away as well.
This Black Knight had never expected that, even after sacrificing one of his eyes, he would still be unable to gain the upper hand against that "Heavenly Killing Star."
Moreover.
The strange phantom beside that "Heavenly Killing Star" actually possessed a means of harming a Holy Projection.
Throughout the series of clashes just now, that phantom draped in a crimson robe had attacked his Holy Projection every single time.
Under the continuous attacks, Morton had already sensed the god's anger. He could also feel that the connection between them had been disrupted to a certain extent.
"I don't have a holy relic. If even sacrifice can't give me the advantage, then only that option remains."
Morton spoke softly. Then, from the raging flames ahead, someone walked out.
The Heavenly Killing Star, Luo Yan!
The Black Knight's pupils contracted slightly.
The Dragon Rider Captain walked out of the flames. The dragon rider uniform on his body was bathed in fire, yet it had not been damaged in the slightest.
Even though Fire Stream coursed endlessly across his body, the uniform remained completely intact.
Luo Yan walked out