Drawing the Bow, Shooting Huo Yuhao

After all, relying solely on defense to stall for time could never reverse the current situation. They could only take a gamble on a linked attack.

In fact, since Mingde Hall had created Linked Defense Soul Tools, it naturally also possessed Linked Attack Soul Tools.

The two types of soul tools served different purposes.

However, at their core, both gathered everyone's strength to accomplish things that individual Soul Masters could not.

The battlefield was where such soul tools were best suited.

Once hundreds or thousands of Soul Engineers activated linked soul tools, they could pool their strength and unleash even greater power.

Zhao Die'er raised the longsword in her hand, and the other wielders of Angel Martial Souls raised their swords as well.

Several clear sword chimes rang out as golden light emerged at their sides, surging like a tide behind Zhao Die'er before finally condensing into the phantom of a massive golden sword.

It radiated a holy, grand, and majestic aura that made people instinctively feel reverence.

Zhao Die'er's black hair flew wildly as though buffeted by a gale. She raised her sword and slashed at the dragon ahead, and the phantom golden greatsword behind her moved as well. With the force of a mountain-shattering tsunami, it charged at the dragon, cleaving through the black mist, splitting apart the roaring lightning, and striking the dragon directly.

Holy energy spread outward. Cracks appeared across the dragon's body, and its anguished howl echoed through the forest. Yet vast amounts of black mist poured out from those cracks, locking the golden greatsword in a stalemate. In the end, the golden greatsword dissipated, while the dragon slowly faded away, revealing an old man with graying hair and blood-red eyes.

"Cough." Blood seeped from the old man's lips as black mist drifted around him.