The Rotting Corpse Dark Lake was quite lively at the moment. Near one end of the stone wall was the arena where Xilǐ'er and Cuiske fought, while on the other side were Golden Tim and Margaret fighting against a hundred opponents.
The battle had only lasted a minute, but several shockwaves powerful enough to instantly kill Low Tier weaklings had already been sent through the air.
As for the knights' squires who had survived the waves of attacks, they continued to obey Xilǐ'er and Tim's orders, forming a circle to protect what was behind them.
Although no one has specifically come to attack them since the start of the war, the knights' squires are all trembling with fear and have unconsciously gathered around a tree.
This tree is so thick and strong that if they were to try to chop it down with an axe, they might not be able to fall it even after a whole day, and who knows how long it would burn as firewood.
With their backs against such a giant tree, everyone felt a sense of peace.
In any case, at least we don't have to worry about attacks from behind anymore.
However, a great doubt had begun to creep into everyone's minds—
When did a tree appear behind me?
Just then, the massive tree seemed to hear their calls and suddenly emitted a loud "gurgling" sound.
A spindle-shaped object slid out of a tree hole near the bottom, passing directly through the gaps between several knights and squires, and into the knee-deep dark lake.
The giant tree continued to gurgle, and the spindle-shaped object that had been spat out first had a gash in it, from which a white-haired boy crawled out, looking around with a puzzled one eye.
The battles on both sides were raging fiercely. Xilǐ'er was trying to capture Cuiske, the demon in the smoke, while Margaret was like a beast tamer, directing the enhanced Blood Corpse to launch a frenzied attack on Tim.
Just then, a young and clear voice entered the ears of the knights, Blood Corpse, and dukes:
"Sorry I'm late, which side should I help now?"
After a brief silence, two silent spears shot out from the thick smoke, piercing Ed's right eye and heart.
Meanwhile, Margaret, taking advantage of the large number of Blood Corpse obscuring her vision, raised her giant spider abdomen and hurled a highly toxic and corrosive venom towards the Teleportation Tree and Ed.
Unbeknownst to Ed, a slightly grotesque ring-shaped mouth had already split open in his palm.
He tapped his chest and eyes twice in the direction the spear was coming from, and the hidden weapon that Cuiske had shot out during his busy schedule was rendered invisible.
As for the acid sprayed over the horde of Blood Corpse, the knights' squires only saw the young man casually swing his knight's sword in his right hand, and an invisible force pushed the acid back onto the heads of a group of innocent Blood Corpse.
"Sizzle~"
The Blood Corpse ' pale skin melted away instantly, and even their bones gradually turned into bubbling corpse fluid.
Ed easily deflected two sneak attacks, then flipped his left hand over, where one could vaguely see the dark green spear being digested.
He glanced at the mountainous, sea-like Corpse Tide and said, as if mocking himself:
"I gave you a chance."
He turned to look at the billowing smoke on the other side, and his slightly helpless voice came again:
"Has no one realized that plant attacks are useless against me?"
After a moment of silence, Cuiske's voice came from a morning glory blooming on the cave ceiling:
"A Middle Tier, as insignificant as an ant, dares to get involved in a battle of this level?"
Ed raised an eyebrow and glanced at the slightly flamboyant flower, then said seriously:
"I want to clarify two things. First—it's not just one."
He placed his hand on the already incredibly thick Teleportation Tree, and the giant tree immediately began to writhe rapidly as if injected with hormones.
The "cocoon" Ed used for teleportation is now spraying out like a fountain from the hole in the treetop.
The wriggling spindle-shaped object was quickly cut open, and excited people emerged from it, wearing clothes that the locals had never seen before, and all of them were fully armed.
After checking the direction, several anxious-looking people quickly gathered around the boy. The sharp-eyed knight's squires were incredulous to find that they looked exactly like some of the dozens of corpses under the giant tree!
The other people who emerged from their cocoons behaved differently. Some pulled out saplings from behind them and began looking for places to Planting, while others cast their burning gazes at the Blood Corpse not far away, and still others seemed to be... eating oranges?
In less than ten seconds, nearly a hundred people had appeared around Ed, and the number was increasing at an alarming rate.
Instead of looking at the morning glories that were already showing signs of wilting, he spoke towards the direction of the smoke:
"Second-class—not Middle Tier."
Duma's demonic flames, Seraphina's dragon scales, Rosalind's True Blood...
Three powers from High Tier beings erupted simultaneously within Ed's body, like the acceleration phase of a rocket, propelling his power level upward with all his might.
His overwhelming power, combined with his already extremely high rank, easily broke through the boundary between the Middle Tier and High Tier, allowing him to enter an unprecedented level of power.
At this moment, Ed's power had reached High Tier level, but he had not yet comprehended any unique symbol or Authority that belonged to him.
Because this power is ultimately only temporary, just like the Twin Kings fighting the two dukes not far away.
Their power also reached High Tier level, but because they were only Descent the body, they still struggled slightly when facing enemies that their original bodies could easily crush.
At this moment, Ed is like an extreme athlete wearing a jetpack; how long he can maintain his High Tier combat power depends solely on when the jetpack runs out of gas.
Ed knew that he was not truly of High Tier, the Twin Kings knew, and the two dukes of the Adelaide Lineage also knew.
But the players don't know that.
So at this moment, with just a little attention, Ed could hear an extremely noisy sound.
If you listen closely, you can hear a continuous stream of exclamations like "Holy crap, that's awesome!", "Really High Tier?", "Record it quickly!", "Recording it! Recording it!"
Just as the players were admiring the exquisite CG, a sneer suddenly came from the morning glory on the cave ceiling:
"It's nothing more than a temporary ' Pseudo·High Tier ' cultivator. Is this all the trump card you have, someone so arrogant and ignorant?"
The vines climbed over Ed's right hand, up the hilt and guard of the sword, completely merging his body with the exquisitely crafted knight's sword in his hand.
A surge of Psionic Energy filled the air, and as his domain expanded, Ed's body flew to the top of the cave, grabbing the seemingly innocent morning glory and sneering:
"You like High Tier? Then I'll give you High Tier!"
Suddenly canceling the anti-gravity effect applied to himself, the boy used the acceleration of his descent to unleash a diagonal slash with his sword. A Psionic Energy hurricane swept through, and a spatial rift shimmering with a faint blue light appeared in the air above the cave.
Ed landed on the ground, his longsword raised above his head.
He took a deep breath and shouted:
" Seraphina!!!"