Damn it, you can't beat someone in a fighting game, so you kick their chair?
Ed maintained control and manipulation of the root system with one hand, while the other hand was pulled out from the tree crown, instantly Alienation into a structure similar to a carnivorous plant, and once again entangled in battle with the attacking giant eagle.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, six people from three different factions were also startled by the sharp cry of the eagle.
Noticing that something strange had joined the battle, the six weren't particularly surprised.
Today's relentless battle is going on and on; at this rate, they wouldn't be surprised if the Emperor himself appeared here.
The six men simply exchanged glances, confirming from each other's eyes that it wasn't reinforcements for either side, before resuming their fierce fight.
As for the matchup, it was Vanessa facing off against her blood relative Wens one-on-one, with the two skeletons fighting the dwarf greatswordsman and the lich mage.
Initially, Vanessa thought that with her own strength and the help of two skeleton councilors, defeating Wens would be a piece of cake.
However, things did not go as smoothly as she had expected—
Wens has really gotten a lot stronger since I last saw him for half a century!
After only a few moves, Vanessa realized that among Rosalind, York, and Wens, the "Three Great Generals of the Demon Realm," Wens was undoubtedly the strongest.
She had always thought that Rosalind was the most powerful vampire in the Demon Realm, but now it seemed that Wens was not only good at accumulating power, but also good at concealing it.
Although the Demon Realm is so barren that vampires are forced to eat grass and moss, there is still food to eat.
Wens ' abilities allow his lineage to "scrape the ground" in every sense of the word; even if only soil remains, his lineage will not suffer mass starvation.
After nearly a century of accumulation, Wens ' power has reached its zenith, reaching the pinnacle of the High Tier by relying on the pure power of a single lineage.
At this moment, a veritable " Blood Pool " has appeared in the middle of the battlefield on the ground. In this slightly pitted area, the blood is already deep enough to soak up to a person's feet.
No matter how badly Vanessa injured her blood relative, he could always repair himself with the blood from that Blood Pool.
The Authority of Flesh and Blood that originally belonged to Antos is now in Vanessa's hands, so Wens should also be unable to kill her.
But that's only in theory. In reality, Vanessa couldn't fight for long periods due to her condition.
If this drags on, Wens will be the only one to win.
The situation on the other side is not much better at this moment.
The dwarven greatswordsman and the lich sorcerer showed Sailesi and [ Divine Wings ] what pure numbers really meant.
Dwarves are a race that naturally died out, long before the outbreak of the Demonic Tide, so they did not have any so-called gathering of Authority.
Although the lich is endangered, there is still more than one left.
Therefore, neither the dwarf Bianchi nor the lich Ozilazis held any real Authority.
Even so, Sailesi and [ Divine Wings ] were still forced into a series of defeats.
This is partly because both of them had already expended a lot of energy in the previous battles, but on the other hand, it's also because these two guys' stats are just too high.
Having enjoyed the finest foods with Wens for centuries and spent another hundred years in the Demon Realm, Bianchi and Ozilazis's use of power can only be described as extravagant.
Sailesi, a master of both physical and magical attacks, was tasked with facing the dwarven greatsword Bianchi, but he quickly began to retreat under the opponent's relentless onslaught.
Generally speaking, even High Tier will have different focuses during combat. Whether it's avoiding the enemy's strength and attacking their weaknesses or varying their focus, they will give themselves time to catch their breath and recover their strength.
But this "nuclear-powered dwarf" in front of him seemed to have mastered some kind of special breathing technique. No matter how Sailesi tried to defend himself, the next sword was always on its way, to the point that Sailesi felt like he was fighting a machine with an inexhaustible power.
If the attacks were indeed spaced out regularly, that would be a good thing. However, this dwarf can control the timing of the attack—from the moment he swings his sword to the moment he hits Sailesi —with remarkable precision.
In the end, Sailesi was fortunate enough to enjoy the standard treatment for Soulslike game players from another world—the fast and slow sword.
If a player were here, they would naturally say:
Be grateful you didn't read the instructions.
However, Sailesi had never experienced such a refined battle before. Even with four arms, he found it difficult to completely resist this ultimate torment. He could only dodge and weave in the air while being careful not to bring his enemies to the location of his companions and allies.
Meanwhile, [ Divine Wings ] also encountered his lifelong nemesis.
He had heard of the lich race before, and when it came time to select Holy Remains, he had considered whether he should find a lich, kill it, and make it into Holy Remains.
However, this race was extremely rare and their numbers were too small. At the time, time was tight and the task was demanding, so he had no chance to find the lich he wanted.
Today, [ Divine Wings ] finally met his dream lover, but unfortunately, he met her in the form of a target.
The lich sorcerer Ozilazis, as thin as a door panel, looked like a heartless magic-casting machine.
A torrent of elemental Demonic Tide from the pre-demonic era rained down on him as if it were free.
If you completely ignore these spells, you won't actually be harmed.
The problem is that hidden within those seemingly low-level spells are several High Tier spells of the same type.
It's like hiding a highly compressed fireball inside ten thousand tiny fireballs; you can't tell the difference between them in a very short time until you see it in person.
For [ Divine Wings ], it was like entering a minefield, where he had to rely on his senses every second to identify a large number of unknown attacks.
His only consolation at this moment was that the broken blade of the longsword that Osmond the warlord had transformed into was still usable. This High Tier weapon greatly increased his strength after the series of battles; otherwise, he might have already been captured by that lich who was weaker than him.
Thinking of this, [ Divine Wings ] gritted his teeth and glanced in the direction where Sailesi was.
Seeing that the Snake Tail's tailbone was still in Sailesi's hand, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
At this moment, the new " Holy Remains " possesses not only the power to perceive and manipulate water flow like the original [ Whale Tail ], but also Rosalind's power and Authority, which is the devouring power that the entire Skeleton Alliance has been longing for.
After annihilating over a thousand smaller whirlwinds and several large vortexes capable of tearing his body apart, [ Divine Wings ] finally made up his mind:
No matter how many sacrifices we make, no matter how great the cost, we must return that new " Holy Remains " to the Alliance today!
This is the time to sacrifice!