Calling for Reinforcements

Watching the countless streaks of light below pierce through the darkness, Little Mage's pent-up despair vanished in an instant.

With fellow countrymen backing him up, there was no longer any hopeless situation.

Surging confidence coursed through his limbs and bones. Enduring the agony wracking his body, he raised his sword into the air and shook it.

Buzz!

The Sword of Destruction erupted with blazing purple light. Chilling sword qi gathered and condensed at its tip.

A purple Sword Lotus formed in midair, its petals flowing with the aura of destruction as it hovered high above.

The next second, the Sword Lotus began to spin and expand explosively.

Crisscrossing purple sword qi bloomed with the Sword Lotus and swept in every direction.

Dense sword threads washed across the sky like torrential rain. The surrounding evil entities closing in from all sides could not withstand this burst of cleansing power and were wiped out in swathes in an instant.

But the true threat was not these cannon fodder.

Five towering God Realm shadows stood in the four directions, sealing off every possible angle.

The sword light raining from the sky crashed against the flesh shields of the five God Realm evil entities, setting off continuous explosions, yet it could not shake their foundations.

Whenever sword qi tore open even a sliver of their flesh defenses, the thick black mist rolling around them would instantly converge and fill the gap, healing all injuries. Unless they could be instantly killed in a short time, any wound would recover in the blink of an eye.

And Little Mage was already at the end of his rope.

After repeatedly pushing himself beyond his limits, his body had reached its limit of endurance.

Hidden injuries covered his muscles and bones, his qi and blood were nearly exhausted,