Storm

"No... not only did I not feel worried, but I was actually secretly pleased."

Sulu looked at Bode and sensed a change in the situation.

This is one of the abilities of the [Planeswalker]. [Psychic Thaumaturgy] can not only be used in the Mind Secret Realm, but also can capture some of the other party's hidden emotions through some subtle changes on the surface.

In the Dream Spirit World, this ability is further amplified.

After all, they were all fifth-tier beings! They inherently represented mystery and knowledge, and even with the best efforts to contain them, their knowledge was still constantly Expansion outwards.

"It looks like... Schumacher is in danger!"

Sulu's expression tightened, Inspiration surged, and he stared intently at the two people in the arena.

At this moment, Dark Gold Bear, despite the injury to its strongest right paw, gripped its rapier tightly and raised its left paw high, poised to smash Rick into a pulp with a single blow.

Rick, despite having his sword seized, showed no despair on his face; instead, a cold smile appeared, "The blade!"

Wave!

A visible blade of light appeared on the rapier, and the sound of cutting through objects rang out.

With a barely audible sound, half of the Dark Gold Bear's paw fell off, revealing a bleeding wound and a smooth cut of bone.

Schumacher was somewhat stunned, seemingly not yet able to process the dramatic change.

But the next moment, he saw even more crescent-shaped light blades in front of him!

Ten pieces! One hundred pieces! One thousand pieces!

Numerous blades of light combined to form a storm! A storm of blades!

"This is... Blade Storm?"

Alsen exclaimed in surprise, a layer of blood-red armor appearing on his body, and he swung his giant axe directly towards the center of the storm.

Bang!

The giant axe collided with the Blade Storm, producing a sound as sharp as fingernails scraping glass.

But it didn't work!

The Blade Storm was like a terrifying crusher, grinding the giant axe to pieces bit by bit.

At the same time, it also descended upon the Dark Gold Bear.

Whoosh!

A terrible storm swept in, engulfing Schumacher.

"It's Blade Storm!"

Siso gasped, "This is the ultimate ability of the [Sword Saint]! It unleashes a storm that envelops the [Sword Saint], not only is its attack power terrifying, but it also solves the defensive problem that has always plagued the [Sword Saint]. No spell or ability can break through the protection of the Blade Storm!"

Because the [Sword Saint] inherently possesses the ability to Magic Breaking, any spell will be pulverized before it even gets close to the Blade Storm, and the same applies to physical entities.

The [Sword Saint] at the heart of the storm is practically invincible for a short period!

"Alsen, don't go too far!"

Seeing that Alsen was about to make a move, Tops on the other side let out a sharp cry, and a terrifying black shadow seemed to appear behind him. A chilling feeling emanating from the bottom of his heart instantly enveloped the entire scene.

At the same time, Bob snorted and slammed his giant shield to the ground, Bode was even more alert. "What... are you trying to interfere with this sacred duel?"

Alsen's face contorted with bulging veins as he glanced at the people around him. A burst of bloody light erupted from his body, but it gradually dimmed.

Just then, the Blade Storm dissipated, and the Dark Gold Bear was no longer there.

Its enormous body seemed to have been directly cut into countless tiny powders by the Blade Storm, leaving nothing behind!

"Wow, that's amazing... Blade Storm. I seem to have no choice but to temporarily avoid its edge when I encounter it."

Sulu stared at Rick and noticed that the [Sword Saint] wasn't in good shape either, which immediately gave him a clue.

No matter how fast a storm is, can it be faster than teleportation?

As long as you stay within a certain range and wait quietly for the opponent's 'ultimate move' to pass, you have a chance to turn the tables and kill them!

"This Rick ..." Siso whispered beside him, "He has definitely reached the limit of his profession and is qualified to advance to the sixth rank."

From his voice, Sulu seemed to detect a hint of tension.

'According to the agreement, both the Church of the Goddess of Light and the Federation have sent representatives, one winning and one losing. Next, it's Green Tree Castle's turn to send someone... But what about Siso?'

Sulu glanced at the opposite side and pursed his lips.

Siso's profession is [King of Assassins], an Assassin- type profession that excels at killing with a single blow.

On the opposing side, the only legends who haven't made a move yet are Bob, Bode, and Tops.

If Siso were to face the Shield of Earth, it would be like the Sword Saint facing the Paladin at the beginning—it would most likely be a tragedy, unless he possesses an ultimate ability like ' Blade Storm '.

If you choose to face Bode, you'll be competing with the [Sword Saint] in agility and attack speed, and you won't have many chances either.

It seems he's best suited to deal with Mage like Tops.

Unfortunately, Tops is not an ordinary Mage, but Evil Spirit Possession!

Sulu had encountered such Mage before; he was practically a dead man, with no vital points or weaknesses.

If the opponent's fifth-tier spirit body is not eliminated, it is impossible to defeat them.

'So... no matter who the opponent sends out, Siso is completely countered? His only hope of victory is to outmaneuver Bode and launch a counter-attack...'

"Next, you guys go first."

After taking Rick back, Tops looked at Alsen's group and asked, "Any objections?"

With two players already eliminated from the opposing team, Alsen's side had no grounds for argument.

Lawrence calmly looked at Siso and Sulu.

"I..."

Siso's lips moved as he was about to step forward.

"Fine, I'll play this round."

Sulu smiled and stepped forward.

He thought of Dunstan. Although the old man had some flaws, he paid very well. And since he was a member of Green Tree Castle, he should do his part since he had joined the mission.

Moreover, he was the only one present who was confident that he could escape unscathed no matter who he faced.

Since their own safety is not in danger, it is only right that they do their part.

"A legend of youth..."

Tops slowly walked onto the court, his nose twitching. "I can smell youthful energy in you, that's great... I'll be your opponent this round."

"As expected, it was him personally taking to the field." Alsen, watching from the sidelines, exclaimed, "The Evil Spirit Mage, the Undead Mage Tops!"

Unlike the [King of Necro-Spirits] who commands a large number of Necro-Spirit, Tops commands only one spirit.

But this one spirit is stronger than an entire Necro-Spirit legion, because the opponent is a powerful spirit of at least the fifth rank!

Tops also has another nickname, ' The Undead Mage,' because of the characteristics of this powerful spirit. Even if he dies a gruesome death and is dismembered into countless pieces, this terrifying spirit can still piece him back together and resurrect him! It's somewhat similar to the immortality of Cursed Spirit.

This is not a sign of spiritual mercy, but a curse!

Tops ' life and soul can only be taken by the other side!

In other words, until the 'death deadline' set by the spirit arrives, Tops is truly immortal!

Siso looked at Sulu with concern, only to find that the other's expression was strange.

It was a complex emotion mixed with helplessness, regret, and a touch of pity.