Lord Broken Blade Roland unleashed a series of swift and powerful slashes, creating a series of towering, earth-shattering tornadoes of blades. Ultimately, these tornadoes coalesced into twelve extremely refined sword beams, slashing towards Lancelot from all directions.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out continuously.
White marks rapidly appeared on Lancelot's body, some of them quite deep, with blood even seeping out, demonstrating the high intensity of Roland's attack.
Compared to Roland, Kesuosuo's attacks were rather ordinary, hitting Lancelot like a tickle, having little effect.
Selwyn quickly changed tactics, sending Earthquake Tremor Kesuosuo back to Emberwind Walker Yifurui to protect her, while simultaneously unleashing a binding and control-type divine skill to restrain Lancelot.
After making these arrangements, Selwyn flew wildly, and the white divine fire, radiating a chilling aura, flickered and rose, tracing unpredictable paths before landing on Lancelot.
"This fire is specifically designed to target the Undying Holy Soul!"
Lancelot's expression quickly changed as he realized the power of the divine fire Selwyn had unleashed—a terrifying flame specifically designed to attack the soul and will.
It also causes great damage to the Divine Power structure.
Lancelot didn't take the second point seriously.
What he was wary of was the first point.
The Undying Holy Soul is related to his control over the Endless Divine Body. If it is destroyed on a large scale, the Endless Divine Body is likely to lose its balance and collapse.
If this happens, it will be a big problem.
Of course, with Lancelot's incredibly strong vitality, the divine fire released by Selwyn in a short time could not threaten his life.
If Lancelot wished, he could mobilize overwhelming power to counterattack the Pale Divine Flame and extinguish it in one fell swoop.
However, for various reasons, Lancelot did not do so.
"According to Logo's plan, I should first delay for a while, exhausting the strength of the Eight Gods' Realm as much as possible, making them more deeply involved, and laying the foundation for the final annihilation," Lancelot thought to himself.
What is our biggest advantage right now?
The answer is information asymmetry.
No one could have imagined that Lancelot's strength would rise to the True God Tier Nine in just one month.
It's important to understand that True God are already at the top of the Astral Realm food chain, and Upper God are the kings of gods. Every minor rank advancement is extremely difficult, and the increase in strength after advancement is enormous.
Therefore, when they saw Lancelot's strength suddenly surge to the True God Tier Nine, both the calm and composed Selwyn and the impetuous and reckless Alaric in the Eight Gods' Realm immediately thought that Lancelot had used some secret technique or other external force.
They would never have imagined that this was Lancelot's standard combat strength, and that he was even hiding it a little.
This created favorable conditions for Logo and Audora, who were hiding in the Nirvana Tower, to launch a sneak attack.
As long as the fierce battle continues, it will inevitably deplete the opponent's energy and reduce their chances of a successful escape.
Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind, but Lancelot did not hesitate at all, frantically resisting the attacks from all directions, like a rag doll being ravaged by several powerful True God.
"His Holiness the Holy Light is about to collapse!"
On the Longtuo Continent, the powerful figures on the allied side felt a jolt of panic, but they were either entangled and unable to break free, or they were simply powerless to participate in such high-level battles, and even getting close was difficult.
In a clash between Upper God, even High-Rank Demigod would likely perish instantly if caught in the close-range aftershocks of such a cataclysmic event, their body and soul annihilated.
Therefore, these Transcendent experts could only stare intently at the battlefield, praying frantically in their hearts that Miracle would occur and that Lancelot could turn the tide of the battle.
Meanwhile, as the mastermind and leader of this battle, Pale Veil Selwyn was also observing Lancelot's condition. His abilities were biased towards striking the soul and energy. His Divine Realm was formidable, but his close combat was average. After the battle broke out, he would stay on the outside and take charge of controlling the situation. If Lancelot showed any sign of Escape, he would rush up to interrupt him.
However, to Selwyn's surprise, despite the dire situation and Lancelot's use of explosive secret techniques, he did not attempt to break through or escape even once.
Instead, he repeatedly maneuvered and engaged in close combat, rendering Selwyn's covert precautions futile.
Outside the Longtuo Continent, where space was sealed off, the onlookers were all stunned and bewildered.
"Has Lancelot gone mad? Why hasn't he broken through yet?"
"If the fighting continues, there will be absolutely no chance of leaving."
"Doesn't he know that if he continues fighting, he will surely die?"
"Extremely reckless!"
"Alright, alright, let's fight like this. Fall! As long as you die, we will continue to support the Golden Divine Kingdom. A dead Radiance of Holy Light is in our best interest!"
People from different standpoints had drastically different thoughts and feelings after seeing Lancelot fight to the death.
But no matter what they thought, they couldn't intervene in this extremely fierce and dangerous battle.
In the Void, as the battle progressed, more and more fragments of the continent floated in the air. The entire Longtuo Continent shrank rapidly, like a pancake being constantly gnawed away, with debris flying everywhere.
Above the sky, the battle between the powerful figures locked in a chaotic melee grew increasingly fierce.
Lancelot resisted the attacks while feeling the wounds covering his body.
His skin was almost completely damaged, with some areas even exposing his bones and internal organs, clearly indicating extreme battle wounds.
However, Lancelot just chuckled in the face of this situation, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.
"Heh heh, a bunch of weakest True God Tier Five experts ganged up on me, and they still couldn't defeat me, hahaha!"
The arrogant voice echoed in the Void, attracting even more astonished glances.
Selwyn remained unmoved, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Alaric, however, had a grim face, his expression ashen, and he shouted sharply, "Increase the attack! When death comes, let's see if he'll still be laughing then!"
If we were to name the most tragic figure among the powerful figures who besieged Lancelot, it would undoubtedly be Alaric.
The black armor covering the latter's body was almost completely shattered, revealing the mangled Divine Body and its hideous internal structure.
Each of these injuries retained a strong, Endless Divine Body aura, with some places still burning with an inextinguishable golden flame, causing Alaric unbearable pain.
This made Alaric, who was already petty, hate the Plane Warden in front of him even more, and his attacks became even more Berserk and violent.