"Your Excellency Holy Light? Do you need our help?" Albert asked telepathically, his voice filled with awe.
"No need, you can just watch," Lancelot replied while launching his attack.
Just kidding, dark Mage are like moving Primeval Stone to him; how could he possibly give them up to someone else?
If someone steals your kill, it would be a huge loss of over 100,000 Primeval Stone.
"Kill!!"
After refusing Albert's request for support, Lancelot went all out, holding nothing back, unleashing his full power.
Countless spatial blades crackling with electricity howled and crisscrossed, their penetrating power combined with unpredictable spatial fluctuations, making these blade lights increasingly bizarre and unpredictable, attacking the eight God Level black Mage from all directions and dimensions.
Extremely fast.
Extremely cunning.
Its power is also astonishing.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Thousands of spatial blades condensed, transforming into a large light blade.
A full three hundred and thirty light blades attacked relentlessly, forcing the eight dark Mage in front of them to fight back desperately, leaving them unable to mount any counterattack except for defending themselves.
They dared not be distracted.
One of the dark Mage was slightly distracted and was pierced through the abdomen by a blade of light. If it weren't for his teammates' help, this blow would have shattered his elemental core.
That was the source of power for dark Mage. Without the elemental core, even if they didn't die, they would only be left to eke out a living.
One side launches a frantic attack, while the other defends hysterically.
The battle intensified.
The eight dark Mage were not without any power to resist.
Especially Shawen, who was in charge.
True God Tier Six, given time to accumulate power, could even unleash destructive or defensive power at the level of Upper God.
However, he simply didn't have a chance during the intense battle.
Nevertheless, Shawen greatly diverted Lancelot's attention and relieved a lot of pressure on his teammates. Without him, the other seven dark Mage would have been defeated long ago.
Even though Shawen is quite strong, he has already reached his limit.
"These damn spatial blades are getting faster and faster!"
"No, that's not right. It's not that they've gotten faster; it's that we've become sluggish."
"The alchemy tower above is also coordinating with this guy's attack."
Shawen gritted his teeth, countless thoughts flashing through his mind like a revolving lantern.
Although I understand the current situation.
However, his lack of strength left Shawen with little choice but to struggle.
The cracks in the magic orb in his hand were increasing, and the artifact's essence was almost exhausted.
"These guys are pretty tenacious. With Logo's subtle assistance, they still can't take them down?" Lancelot thought with slight surprise.
Logo's voice rang out, rather cold, "They can't hold on much longer. They'll collapse in half a minute at most. Get ready to kill them!"
"Good!" Lancelot's eyes narrowed. He absolutely believed Logo's analysis.
Moreover, according to Lancelot's own assessment, the opposing side had indeed reached a point where they were bound to collapse.
"If my life rank could be raised by one or two levels, this battle would have ended long ago, and wouldn't have dragged on until now," Lancelot thought to himself.
His only flaw is his low life rank, merely a first- True God Tier One.
That's why they possess such formidable combat power.
First, it relied on two Miracle Divine Artifact.
The second is the Endless Divine Body.
The realm of True God, taking the Law System as an example, primarily involves cultivating Divine Law.
The Divine Law are divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower, which also distinguishes them into Upper God, Middle God, and Lower God.
These three levels represent a qualitative difference.
However, when the quantity is sufficient, it can compensate for the lack of quality.
For example, Gustavo mastered more than a dozen Divine Law.
Although they are all Lower God Law, when combined, they are comparable to, and even surpass, Middle God Law.
Lancelot is the True God of the Matter System.
The main focus is on cultivating the Divine Body and Divine Veins.
It is also divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower.
Like Gustavo.
Lancelot's Endless Divine Body is like a general outline, capable of commanding other Divine Body and fusing their power into one, thus unleashing power comparable to Middle God Body.
Although it's a single level.
The Endless Divine Body is much Middle God Body bodies.
However, its comprehensive nature, encompassing everything and being omnipotent, greatly compensates for its shortcomings.
In terms of overall combat strength, even without relying on the two great Miracle Divine Artifact, Lancelot could steadily reach the level of Middle God.
Shawen understood this especially well.
"He's clearly not Upper God god, but this guy has far too many tricks up his sleeve, far surpassing other Plane Warden. This can't be explained by his talent for having more affinity attributes!"
Shawen frowned, his face clouded with gloom.
He became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.
His apprehension and fear of Lancelot skyrocketed.
If he survives this, Shawen will never want to see this terrifying man again.
Each with their own thoughts.
Within half a minute.
The two sides clashed and fought hundreds more times.
Finally, the dark Mage's side collapsed.
"Escape!!"
Shawen threw down the suddenly shattered crystal ball and ran away.
The other dark Mage also flickered and scattered in all directions, like flowers blooming in the center.
They now understood that the battle was lost, and of course they had to run; otherwise, they would be doomed.
The Earth Guardian would never leave a dark Mage alive; they knew this very well, which is why they fought so desperately.
Faced with such a scene.
Lancelot had anticipated this thanks to Logo's reminder.
Thump!!
Suddenly, with absolute suddenness, the deep, resonant tolling of the soul bell rang out.
A surging tide of souls, beneath the swaying phantom of the death bell, crashed against the souls of the dark Mage.
Soul attack - ' Death Soul Bell '.
As a habit from his previous life as a martial artist, Lancelot had always kept it.
He also enjoys creating various combat techniques.
They don't rely solely on talent to fight.
Previous abilities such as ' Earth Cage ', ' Fire God Will ', and ' Domain of Spatial Blades ' were not innate abilities, but rather God Level combat techniques that Lancelot created based on his own circumstances.
The same applies to the Death Soul Bell technique.
In fact, for Lancelot, who possesses Endless Divine Body, the most suitable path is to create his own Combat Skills.
Otherwise, it will be difficult to truly unleash this physical power centered on 'change'.
"What kind of attack is this...?"
Shawen's eyes bulged out, and he clutched his head as he fell into the Void.
Other dark Mage were even more vulnerable under the invisible sonic waves of the Death Soul Bell.
Lancelot had never used soul attacks in previous battles.
In addition, there is the identity of its Matter System.
This led the dark Mage to make a serious misjudgment.
They were completely unprepared for this kind of attack.
Therefore, all of them were infected.
"It's over!"
This was the thought that flashed through the minds of all eight dark Mage simultaneously.
Subconsciously, they were still casting spells to defend themselves, attempting to stop them.
But it's no use anymore.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A flash of lightning, followed by rolling thunder.
Spatial rifts appeared one after another, and blades of light raged through the Void.
One after another, silver-blue True Dragon raged through the Void.
Claws, horns, and tail—all became weapons.
Soon, the first dark Mage was killed, his body torn apart, and his blood Void.
Second place, third place...
Only Shawen remained.
The overwhelming threat of death struck him like a hammer blow, snapping him back to reality. He staggered backward, his eyes filled with hysterical madness, "How could I die here?!"
"Die!!"
Lancelot showed no mercy; his eyes were icy cold, and under the suppression of his Domain of Blades, Shawen had nowhere to escape.
Whoosh whoosh!!
The blade flashed, tearing through the Void, causing Space-Time to become subtly disordered, dim, and blurred, affecting perception.
Pfft! Pfft!
The sound of flesh tearing apart rang out.
Even with Shawen's frantic struggle, he could not escape his fate.
In the end, his head exploded, his body shattered, his soul vanished, and he died completely.
Boom!!
The spatial blade whistled past, reducing them to ashes.
It's less about hatred and more about respect for a powerful enemy.
That concludes the discussion.
The Void fell completely silent.
Only the giant, radiating Endless power, remained standing tall, as if God King had descended.