Everyone on the wall was stunned.
"This is..."
A young Warrior rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing.
"Not breached? Not even a single breach?"
"Are you kidding me! Those are hundreds of Level 140 King-level Assassin! Their focused fire could even threaten Legend, yet it had absolutely no effect on this big shot?"
Am I fucking dreaming?
Chen Ping'an's figure, which had rushed halfway, abruptly stopped in mid-air.
He stared blankly at the movements of the monsters and Alien Races, feeling as if his centuries of combat experience had been completely overturned and crushed into dust at this moment.
King-level attack, yet unable to deal damage?
How is that possible?!
This is not in accordance with the Basic Law of the professional system!
What shocked him even more was that he suddenly discovered that within Yang Yu's domain...
It seemed that the sword in his hand was no longer under his control.
What's going on?
Although he was neither Li Qingcang nor Li Qingcang disciple, in his mind, the next Sword God was none other than himself.
It seems that I will have to wait until Yang Yu steps down from his position as Sword God before I can claim the title.
The assassins who launched the attack were even more bewildered than the Dragon Kingdom Soldiers on the wall.
They looked at their wrists, which were numb from the shock, and their scarlet compound eyes once again revealed a sense of bewilderment.
Attack, ineffective?
How could that be?
The leader of the assassins, refusing to believe in evil, roared again.
The dark energy on its body burned wildly, and even its black carapace showed spiderweb-like cracks!
This is a desperate attack, burning its own attribute points and risking everything!
" Abyss Devour!"
With a roar that seemed to come from the depths of hell, the space in front of it suddenly collapsed!
A gigantic maw, composed entirely of nothingness and darkness, burst open from the collapsing space, expanding infinitely!
100 meters!
km!
Light was swallowed, sound was swallowed, and even the Space Law were twisted at the edge of this gigantic maw!
That wasn't just a mouth; it was a descending Abyss!
That terrifying maw, large enough to swallow a mountain, carrying an aura of Annihilation, crashed down upon the densely packed Golden Army of assassins below!
boom!
A muffled, deafening roar swallowed up a large area of the battlefield, along with the space itself!
Light, sound, matter... everything vanished into nothingness in that absolute darkness.
In that area, more than a dozen King-class Bosses and hundreds of elite Assassin who did not have time to escape suffered heavy casualties instantly.
It seems that only this Wall of Sighs can remain unscathed under such an attack.
The Leader of the Assassin had a mad and triumphant glint in his crimson compound eyes.
This attack consumed half of its attribute values.
Even if it escapes this time, it won't live much longer.
But for the Mother Queen, for the Abyss.
It was all worth it!
It refused to believe that these golden figures could survive in the face of the Abyss Devour, which could even devour space itself!
However, as the all-consuming darkness slowly dissipated like the receding tide...
The Assassin Leader's sinister smile froze completely.
The assassins around suffered heavy casualties; some had their arms severed by the violent spatial force, some had their heads cut off, and some even had their necks severed.
Only...
Those tens of thousands of golden figures still stood there in perfect order.
They weren't injured at all; their formation didn't even falter in the slightest.
One of the golden figures even casually raised his hand and dusted off non-existent dust from his shoulder.
That posture, that look in his eyes.
It was filled with contempt for that devastating attack.
"..."
The Assassin Leader's body froze completely.
It felt the waves of emptiness within its body and the excruciating pain of its life force draining away, then glanced at the unharmed golden figures.
An idea that it found utterly absurd popped uncontrollably into its mind.
Legend?
Only Legendary Professional can withstand this skill unscathed!
And there are tens of thousands of Legend here!
run!
We must run immediately!
This thought instantly occupied its entire mind!
Without hesitation, it initiated Spatial Jump, attempting to escape this bizarre area.
However, the space around it only rippled slightly before falling silent.
The space is sealed off!
Physical Attack are ineffective!
Soul attacks are ineffective!
Spatial Jump invalid!
The Leader of the assassins panicked completely.
It and the other surviving Assassin were like insects caught in a spider web, unable to break free from the invisible constraints no matter how hard they struggled.
"Alright, I've had enough fun with you guys."
A calm voice rang in the ears of all the Assassin.
They looked up in alarm and found tens of thousands of golden figures staring at them with the look of utter contempt.
"I let you fight, not let you eat my experience points."
One of Yang Yu's clones slowly raised his hand.
" All Things Are Swords."
This is the special effect of his Primal Sword Domain.
The moment the words left his mouth, a sudden change occurred!
"Clang!"
A crisp sword sound rang out from the Assassin Leader's hand.
It lowered its head in horror and discovered that its poisoned weapon, which had accompanied it in battle for over a hundred years, was defying its will!
The dagger trembled violently, its blade flashing with a chilling light.
"No! Come back!"
The Assassin Leader roared, trying to regain control of his weapon.
However, it didn't work.
The next second, in its horrified gaze, the Poisoned Dagger transformed into a golden longsword, changed direction, and pierced its own heart with ten times the speed it had swung!
"Pfft!"
Black blood gushed out.
The Assassin Leader stared blankly at the familiar dagger in his chest, his eyes filled with confusion and despair.
"Why...?"
Until its death, it couldn't understand why its own weapon had betrayed it.
And this is just the beginning.
My hand!
"Ah! My leg armor!"
"Help! My helmet is going to eat me!"
The platform echoed with piercing screams.
The weapons, armor, and even the metal buckles on the belts of the surviving King-level Assassin came to life at that moment!
They transformed into sharp swords, mercilessly piercing their masters' bodies.
Those Assassin whose Professioner skill is to summon swords and blades suffered even more tragically.
They were horrified to discover that, within Yang Yu's domain, their control over the concept of the sword had been completely stripped away.
Their swords not only failed to harm the enemy in the slightest, but instead immediately turned into spears, piercing themselves through.
Within the Primal Sword Domain, Yang Yu is the king of ten thousand swords!
The platform was deathly silent.
Hundreds of top-tier King-level Assassin were instantly killed by their own weapons.
It's so fast that people can't even react.
On the Wall of Sighs, all those professional wielded swords and other similar weapons felt a tremor that ran deep in their souls.
They were horrified to discover that the weapons in their hands were trembling slightly, as if offering their submission to some supreme monarch.
Chen Ping'an was struck dumb. He could clearly feel that his Giant Sword had, for a moment, had an impulse to fly out of his hand!
He gripped the sword hilt tightly, gazing at the silent Golden Army, his eyes filled with bitterness and relief.
"This is the true Lord of the Sword Way."
He muttered to himself, completely letting go of the idea of becoming the next Sword God.