Chapter 1 Early September

Valhalla Canyon, late at night.

Located about three hundred kilometers outside the eastern border of the Kingdom of Yarolan, the valley is crisscrossed with rugged terrain, a secret shortcut to the Kingdom of Yarolan.

Towering cliffs thousands of meters high stand on both sides of the canyon, their sharp peaks piercing the clouds, covered with hideous ravines, like countless shocking scars.

The bright moonlight洒 on the canyon's rock walls, with some strange vegetation vaguely swaying in the night wind along the edges.

However, the tranquility that should have been was broken by the clamor of battle.

Each engagement was accompanied by the roar of collapsing rocks and falling trees, deafening.

Surging magic raged in the canyon, and the surging stream was forced back, constantly flowing backwards in mid-air, emitting a rumbling roar.

The earth cracked frequently, and countless bottomless fissures meandered, splitting the bedrock of the canyon layer by layer.

Wherever the terrifying aftermath of magic passed, everything turned to nothing.

This no longer seemed like a power humans could possess.

At the center of the battle, a woman in silver armor was none other than Juliana, the Undying Sword Saint of the Kingdom of Yarolan.

Her armor was covered in crisscrossing wounds, and crimson blood gurgled from the cracks.

But even so, she stood as straight as a pine tree, the snow-bright long sword in her hand with its icy cold blade, seemed capable of cutting through thousands of illusions.

Facing her was a black-clad figure suspended in the high air.

He was draped in a long ink-black robe, his back to the night sky and the bright moon, holding a mechanical staff, and under the constantly drifting mist, one could vaguely see his handsome, cold face and indifferent eyes, yet flashing with arrogance that looked down upon all living beings.

The palpitating magical fluctuations surrounding him, like a materialized weight, pressed heavily on Juliana's heart.

Geyate raised his staff again.

In an instant, countless shadows emerged from the void, covering the sky and the earth, enveloping the entire canyon.

They glowed pitch-black, shaped like thorns with sharp edges, exuding a chilling aura, heading straight for Juliana's vital points!

Juliana bit her silver teeth tightly, her eyes fierce.

Just a few tens of minutes ago, the light cavalry she led was still sneaking through the canyon, carrying returning students from the Yarolan Royal Academy.

Originally, at the end of August, she was leading students from the Yarolan Royal Academy back to the Kingdom of Yarolan from the distant eastern region, the easternmost Kingdom of Hutton.

As a result, war suddenly broke out en route, the magic rail train was damaged, and communications were shielded and cut off, forcing them to change routes several times midway.

Now they were finally about to reach the Kingdom of Yarolan, only needing to cross the secret Valhalla Canyon and sneak a hundred kilometers to reach the territory of the Kingdom of Yarolan.

A sudden, strange mist appeared, and then that chilling figure appeared in the high sky above the canyon...

Juliana realized at once that it was Geyate, the Third War God of the Kerithi Empire, the War God sealed as the Silken Agate Seat, who had found them!

Logically speaking, Geyate of the Silken Agate Seat should have been with the main force of the Kerithi Empire on the battlefield west of Yarolan last time.

It didn't make much sense that he would make a big circle and appear hundreds of kilometers east of the Kingdom of Yarolan!

Running into the Third War God Geyate here could only be said to be extremely bad luck.

Juliana flicked her wrist, and the sword light transformed into thousands of illusory shadows, shattering the shadows into powder.

But the shattered shadows re-condensed in mid-air, turning into even denser blades, obscuring half the sky!

Juliana fended off the attacks repeatedly, and wherever her sword pointed, the shadows shattered, turning into starlight and dissipating.

But no matter how hard she fought, the endless shadows still surged like a tide, gathering more and more, and in the blink of an eye, they engulfed her entire body.

Countless blades pierced Juliana's armor, making harsh friction sounds, and blood spurted from the cracks in the armor, drawing a series of enchanting arcs of blood in the air.

Geyate's illusion and attack magic, both real and unreal, made it difficult for her to distinguish.

"Break for me!!"

Juliana held a shimmering silver long sword, her sword qi surging, and swung a series of lightning bolts towards Geyate. Her movements were agile, and wherever her sword pointed, rocks shattered, the ground collapsed, and a terrifying air wave swept across the entire canyon for several kilometers.

Geyate dodged calmly, his figure like a wisp of black smoke, weaving through Juliana's sword moves. Whenever Juliana's blade was about to touch the corner of his clothes, he would lightly tap his mechanical staff, and shadows would emerge from all directions, disrupting Juliana's judgment.

Juliana gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing with anger, and once again met the War God's attack.

Geyate of the Silken Agate Seat, who specialized in illusions and seals, not only had magic power that surpassed human limits, but his characteristics also made it almost impossible for enemies to escape from him. Juliana could only choose to entangle with Geyate, hoping that a student could return to the Kingdom of Yarolan to ask for help.

But even with her extremely strong vitality, she was not sure if she could survive long enough under Geyate.

The [Seal] attribute was too restraining against [Regeneration], and her mental attribute was not that high, so her resistance to [Illusion] was not enough. Geyate's many illusions could not only control and interfere with her, but even cause real damage to her!

In any case, she could only fight.

A surge of majestic aura erupted from her body, sweeping across the heaven and earth, like a god descending!

That was the power to cut off cause and effect and reverse life and death. What the Original Stone Tablet [Regeneration] bloomed was the light of a soul that had rivaled the gods!

In just a moment, the injuries on her body recovered with the mist.

"Are you the only one with an Original Stone Tablet?"

Geyate raised both hands above his head, chanting words.

The entire canyon under the night sky, the heaven and earth changed color, and countless purple-black magic circles formed between heaven and earth, devouring everything around them.

An invisible divine aura was rapidly eroding the foundation of the canyon, and continuous magic power collided in the turbulent flow, emitting a deafening roar, which was the blessing of the Original Stone Tablet [Illusion].

Juliana gripped the long sword in her hand, ready to meet the enemy.

Behind Geyate, a huge phantom emerged.

The phantom was thousands of meters tall, pitch-black all over, wearing heavy armor and a ghost mask, like a demon god. The monstrous magic power washed over the world in its roar, black lightning rolled in the sky, the earth was collapsing, and the mountains were wailing.

Space was distorted and deformed, and time was almost frozen at this moment.

The boundary between life and death seemed so blurred at this moment.

Juliana roared, and the long sword in her hand drew an arc of light, and the sword qi swept out like a raging wave.

This was her signature move, a sure-kill sword move that could cut off souls!

Geyate's expression remained unchanged, and with a wave of the mechanical staff, a black light flashed, and most of Juliana's sword qi was sealed in mid-air!

She only felt a great force coming, and her whole body, facing the phantom demon god's giant fist, was blown away, smashing into the rock wall of the canyon.

The rocks and trees within a few miles turned into flying powder, and dust filled the sky, obscuring the sun.

Juliana spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up, enduring the severe pain.

It was not very effective to confront the other side head-on, and her recovery speed could not keep up.

Without considering attribute counters, the opponent's raw strength was far above hers.

In mid-air.

"Your sword skills... are very similar to a middle-aged man I met a few days ago."

The suspended Geyate suddenly spoke, looking down at Juliana on the ground from the high sky, his tone as plain as if discussing the weather.

"What are you talking about..."

Juliana wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stubbornly raised her long sword.

She was naturally happy that the other party was willing to stop the offensive, giving her valuable recovery time. She could even delay for a second if possible.

"Seems to be called Leonard? A seventh-order general of the Kingdom of Yarolan."

Geyate seemed to find it very interesting.

Juliana's pupils suddenly shrank.

"A few days ago, I encountered a legion called the Jar Star Table on the Zerde Heights."

Geyate continued to recall.

Originally, the legions of the Kingdom of Yarolan could be said to be quite powerful. With the fortress defense settings in place, it was not easy for the Empire's vanguard to win the Battle of Zerde Heights.

Unfortunately, the Empire's vanguard had already successfully exhausted the energy of the barrier, and his, Geyate's, appearance instantly broke the balance and annihilated the entire legion.

"If you had been there at that time, the outcome of the Battle of Zerde Heights might have been hard to say."

Geyate reviewed the situation absentmindedly.

As long as there was an eighth-order powerhouse at the fortress from the beginning, it would have been difficult for the vanguard to exhaust the barrier's energy. Or, as long as the barrier existed, suppressed by the barrier and supported by the rear forces, even he would have found it difficult to forcibly suppress Juliana while facing the city defense forces. If nothing else, as long as they survived an energy cycle and waited for the energy hub to dissipate heat and restart the barrier, the fortress could continue to counterattack.

Unfortunately, it was impossible for the eighth-order powerhouses of the Kingdom Allied Council to take care of every strategic location, and there were very few top eighth-order powerhouses who could contend with their Twelve War Gods.

"Teacher Leonard... you fought him?"

Juliana's voice trembled. Although she thought of a fact that she could hardly accept, she was still desperately denying this possibility at this moment.

"Yes, I killed him very easily. He was very weak."

Geyate stated the fact, finished the review, and looked at Juliana.

"You're talking nonsense! He is the strongest!"

Juliana shouted in a hoarse voice, and tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes.

General Leonard, who had taught her sword skills since she was a child, was almost a father to her. The reason why she was able to become a soldier admired by the kingdom from a small border thief girl was all thanks to General Leonard's grace of rebirth.

But Geyate just looked at Juliana with some pity and incomprehension.

It was as if he was asking her, why are you angry?

"Corrupt Bishop Farmer also specifically commissioned the Kerithi Empire to bring back Leonard's body."

Geyate seemed to have suddenly thought of something.

In the past two years, Corrupt Bishop had a deep-seated hatred for Juliana. Corrupt Bishop had specifically named all people related to Juliana, and once they could catch them, they would definitely use his forbidden magic and biochemical experiments to study and transform them thoroughly.

"Geyate!!"

Juliana let out a sorrowful roar, her whole body enveloped in a layer of dazzling silver light.

Her strength reached its peak in extreme anger, and every sword carried the momentum of tearing space. The terrifying sword pressure made the entire canyon tremble.

Her sword moves were wide open. At this moment, she only wanted to tear Geyate into pieces!

Facing Juliana's attack, Geyate did not panic at all.

He sometimes set up layers of illusions, causing her to lose her way in the confusion of reality and illusion. Sometimes he used seals to counter her, turning her moves into bubbles. Sometimes he used teleportation, causing all her attacks to miss, like a cat teasing a mouse.

"An amateur in mind will never be my opponent."

Geyate smiled easily, and a strange light flashed across the mechanical staff in his hand.

The next moment, a huge black vortex appeared under Juliana's feet, like the mouth of a demon, instantly swallowing her!

Juliana let out a shrill scream, feeling the power in her body rapidly draining away.

She couldn't quite distinguish between what was real and what was illusory, which were feints and which were real magic attacks. Sometimes she could only gamble on luck.

Just now was a real spell, a trigger-type seal set up by Geyate, which could absorb the opponent's mana!

Juliana knelt on one knee, her whole body trembling violently.

She tried her best to stand up, but her limbs were as heavy as lead.

Juliana looked up to the sky and howled, her voice shaking the clouds.

⊕a n ⊕○

She raised her long sword high, the silver light dazzling, illuminating the entire canyon, the blood vessels on the back of her hand bulged, and a brilliant golden纹路 appeared on her skin. That was the strongest combat form hidden in her body. In an instant, a majestic aura burst out in the canyon, and the sword qi turned into an undying giant dragon, swooping down towards Geyate. The violent power swept across a hundred miles!

Geyate's eyes were a little more serious.

This Undying Sword Saint could still erupt with such terrifying power after being pushed into a desperate situation.

A cold light flashed in Geyate's eyes, and he gently pointed the mechanical staff forward.

Eighth-Order Sealing Art [Thousandfold Sealing].

The next moment, countless chains suddenly appeared, firmly locking Juliana and her sword qi from all directions.

She frantically raised her hand, and the long sword in her hand fell violently, her sword qi crisscrossing, and she cut off thousands of black shadows!

At the same time, she swayed her figure and instantly approached Geyate, the blade pointing directly at the other party's throat!

"Hmph."

Geyate snorted coldly, not liking others getting close to him.

The mist around him swirled and suddenly spread outward on a large scale, flowing and unpredictable. No matter how close Juliana's blade approached, she could not touch Geyate at all.

Looking back at Geyate, his shot was swift. With a wave of one hand, a purple-black light burst out from his palm, directly plunging into Juliana's brow!

Juliana let out a scream, and her whole body fell straight to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Her internal organs seemed to be clenched by someone, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

This was Geyate's Eighth-Order Illusion Art [Refining Heart and Seizing Soul], which could only be released at a certain distance, which could greatly interfere with the opponent's actions and torture the opponent. The pain of enduring the magic was comparable to slow slicing!

He would be kited and his range of action would be restricted at long distances, and he would be subjected to more troublesome mental attacks at close range.

Boom!

Rolling dust rose up, obscuring the sky.

When the smoke dissipated, a deep pit appeared where Juliana fell, bottomless, almost splitting the entire canyon in half!

Juliana knelt on the ground like a broken doll.

And Geyate always hovered in the sky, looking down at her expressionlessly.

Although they might still need to exchange a few rounds before the winner could be determined.

But the final result was obvious.

Even the Undying Sword Saint would eventually be unilaterally crushed.

Geyate did not talk to Juliana any more.

He just quietly gathered magic power and watched the dying enemy.

The magic circles between heaven and earth quickly rotated, converging into a huge black hole. Countless purple-black beams of light spurted out from the black hole, sweeping across heaven and earth like a plague. Wherever they passed, everything turned into dust.

"..."

Juliana looked at the silver moon that was occasionally covered by dark clouds, and only felt that she should not be able to hold on until reinforcements arrived.

According to the speed of the students of the Yarolan Royal Academy, even if they arrived at a place without communication interference as quickly as possible, they probably would not be able to contact other reinforcements from Yarolan now.

In her life, being able to transform from a small thief in a slum into a national power was already considered very lucky.

If there was anything she regretted, it was not being able to walk with that person to the end. As expected, a guy with a bad background like her would not even be recognized by the Goddess of Fate to be with the High Priest.

Since things had come to this, even if she would die here, she would inflict the greatest damage on the Third War God, Geyate of the Silken Agate Seat.

Just as Juliana gripped the hilt of her sword, about to be swallowed by Geyate's magic, a biting air current suddenly tore through the sky, like an invisible heavy sword, hitting Geyate hard.

"Geyate, get back to your Kerithi Empire!"

A voice full of anger echoed in the canyon, a thunderous edict.

In the hurricane that surged in the high sky of the distant canyon, divine runes were densely distributed in mid-air. The figure of a black-robed priest was surrounded by an air current that seemed to have turned into pure electric light, constantly causing electric cocoons to explode. The direction his raised finger pointed to reached the sky and the earth, using an air current heavy sword to blast Geyate away.

The void shattered, and a deafening roar reverberated in the canyon along with dazzling light.

Geyate's figure, wrapped in black mist, was blown away like a fallen leaf, smashing into the distant mountain wall and stirring up dust.

Juliana looked at the horizon in disbelief.

In recent rumors, as long as you called Loren's name in your heart, he would appear—he always appeared in any position he shouldn't be in like a joke of the Goddess of Fate.

Even on the way back, she heard that Loren was suspected of saving residents from fire and water in the civil strife in Pariu, the City of Flowers.

Originally, Juliana only regarded this as superstition.

Unexpectedly, Loren really came here to save him.

Juliana widened her eyes in surprise, staring in disbelief at the figure that fell from the sky.

Loren's side face was drawn with sharp black and white shadows, and his brown hair fluttered in the strong wind, surging like dark clouds. That was the look of an absolute powerhouse looking down at the ground.

"Loren? Why are you here?"

Juliana's voice trembled with weakness and excitement.

"Juliana, take the students and run to Yarolan, don't look back."

Loren threw her away at the first moment, using wind magic to escort her to the territory of the Kingdom of Yarolan to the west, and his voice reached her ears along with the wind.

Juliana, who turned into a storm meteor in the sky, had a complex expression, and a trace of struggle and reluctance flashed in her eyes.

But she understood that now was not the time to be sentimental. She had great faith in Loren's strength.

And at this time, she, who was injured, might be hit by Geyate's illusion and become a negative combat power that restricted Loren's shots.

Moreover, she knew what Loren meant. As the national powerhouse of the Kingdom of Yarolan, she must return to Yarolan's barrier as soon as possible to exert the greatest strategic value. The royal capital could not be without her, otherwise the Kingdom of Yarolan would become the most easily breached gap among the three great powers in the eastern region!

"Loren! Don't let anything happen!"

Juliana tried to make up her mind, turned her head, accelerated her flight, and soon disappeared at the other end of the canyon.

"..."

Although Loren didn't know why he appeared here, this inherently unreasonable thing was quickly accepted by Juliana.

But the opponent he was going to deal with next, Geyate of the Third War God, Silken Agate Seat, was an extremely great pressure.

Loren didn't know if he could win against this top war god who was good at illusions and seals.

It could only be said that it was not a problem to hold him back for the time being.

Before Loren could finish speaking, Geyate had risen from the ruins, and he didn't seem to be injured at all. He didn't even have any dust on his clothes. Loren's attack just now was completely blocked by him.

"Indeed, the High Priest Loren comes and goes like the wind, just like the Empire's intelligence. He can appear in any place. I really didn't expect to have an unexpected harvest today."

Geyate stared at Loren, as if he had finally met an interesting opponent.

"..."

Loren was not willing to communicate more with Geyate of the Third War God, Silken Agate Seat.

It was easy to fall into the opponent's trap when talking to such an opponent who was good at illusions.

But the opponent's words were also very inexplicable.

He had not left the Kingdom of Hutton in these years. How could even the opponent easily accept the fact that he would appear here?

This time he came, he originally wanted to go to the Kingdom of Poson to pick up Lanchi and return to the country.

He knew that Lanchi had unique commanding and leadership talents, and his role in the war must not be diminished.

Fortunately, Florence, the Holy Knight Commander of the Church of the Goddess of Fate, and the Chosen Maiden, the Ice Snow Witch, were now in the hinterland of Hutton. Even if Loren temporarily left, the safety of the royal capital of Iklit was still guaranteed. So Loren secretly set off.

Then, as soon as he arrived in the Kingdom of Poson, he discovered through Poson's intelligence department that Juliana had not successfully returned to the Kingdom of Yarolan after too long. He knew that she must have had very difficult transportation on the road. Considering that there would be Empire War Gods blocking her, Loren tried his half-baked astrology, and the goddess frequently lowered ominous signs to him.

He was really uneasy, so he went alone to the Kingdom of Yarolan.

Anyway, Lanchi was very safe in Pariu, the City of Flowers, in the hinterland of Poson. It didn't matter if he went to pick up Lanchi earlier or later. On the other hand, with Juliana here, he must ensure that she could successfully return to the land of Yarolan. This was related to the safety of countless people in the Kingdom of Yarolan.

The sky gradually darkened, and large clouds were reflected in the gradually reddening moonlight, presenting an eerie scarlet color.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled,夹杂着sand and rocks, issuing a terrifying roar.

Loren and Geyate faced each other from a distance, and the magic power around them continued to rise, and the air waves visible to the naked eye collided in mid-air.

In the next instant, thousands of air currents surged into the sky from Loren's lightly raised palm, condensing into an invisible heavy sword, piercing straight towards Geyate.

Geyate chuckled and waved the mechanical staff.

A deep purple barrier formed out of thin air, blocking him.

The surging magic power surged on the surface of the barrier, like mercury rippling.

The invisible heavy sword collided violently with the magic barrier, erupting with a earth-shattering reverberation.

The entire Valhalla Canyon was shaken and trembled by this impact. The magic performed by Geyate of the Third War God, Silken Agate Seat, was far more powerful than when he dealt with Juliana before.

Obviously, when facing Loren, Geyate began to use his full strength.

The emerald green air current and the deep purple mist intertwined with each other, setting off a series of earth-shattering storms. Wherever the hurricane stirred up by Loren passed, even the void would be torn apart.

Geyate waved his staff again, and the mechanical staff twisted and reassembled into a magic wand form.

Countless purple-black lightning bolts fell from the sky, wrapping around Loren's limbs like poisonous snakes.

Loren paused, but quickly broke free.

After Geyate's weapon was converted into a magic wand form, although the spell power was reduced, the spellcasting speed was greatly accelerated.

Loren needed a little time to adapt to the opponent's new combat mode.

Just as Loren revealed a flaw, Geyate waved his magic wand towards the sky, and the sky suddenly darkened.

Countless shadows emerged from the void, pouring towards Loren.

Each shadow turned into sharp thorns with sharp edges.

Loren's face changed slightly, and he condensed the air to resist.

Countless air currents swirled around him, turning into a layer of flowing armor, forcibly cutting off most of the thorns, but still a few missed fish pierced his body.

Loren groaned, only feeling that an inexplicable force was rapidly draining away.

After Geyate's weapon was transformed into a magic wand posture, the damage was no longer so high, but the control became more frequent and difficult to deal with.

Loren and Geyate's fierce confrontation in Valhalla Canyon continued, and wherever the storm passed, the hard rock was cut into pieces, and Geyate performed bizarre illusions, and purple mist filled the entire earth, making it difficult for gods and ghosts to distinguish.

Loren slammed his palms together, and in an instant, thousands of sharp wind and thunder roared out, and the sharp air currents were wrapped in a thousand pounds of force, like a god's chariot and thousands of troops galloping towards Geyate.

Geyate flicked his finger, and countless purple-black chains appeared out of thin air, wrapping around those wind and thunder like pythons, instantly crushing them and turning them into dust.

"Eighth-Order Lightning Magic... It is rumored that the High Priest is best at light besides wind, but it seems that you use every attribute equally well."

Geyate smiled curiously,

"What is your best attribute?"

In fact, in his opinion, it was not the wind that chose Loren, but Loren who chose the wind. Among the thirty-one attributes, Loren might be proficient in most of them.

Loren looked at him coldly and did not answer.

He didn't like to talk to his opponents during battles.

He had to admit that he would be at a disadvantage when facing opponents like Geyate who were good at illusions and seals.

His aptitude was more inclined to elemental magic. When fighting elemental opponents, no matter what attribute the opponent was, he could basically strike a counter.

But he was really not good at fancy attribute types such as illusion and seal.

Now he could only try which magic was most effective against Geyate.

Loren raised his right palm overhead.

A blazing white beam of light burst out from the palm of his hand, shooting straight into the sky, illuminating the entire sky as bright as day. Countless dazzling light spots quickly gathered in the air, turning into a huge light net, covering the canyon.

"Light-based and barrier-based magic, as expected, you know a lot."

A purple-black magic barrier quickly formed around Geyate, blocking the huge light net.

Two powerful forces collided fiercely in mid-air, erupting with deafening roars.

The blood vessels on the back of Loren's hand trembled slightly, trying his best to maintain the light net.

But gradually, this collision was again fruitless.

"Unfortunately, I can too."

Geyate murmured.

A magic circle formed under his feet on the ground for several kilometers, emitting a suffocatingly terrifying aura.

The purple-black light spots in the sky circulated frantically in the magic circle, turning into chains as thick as giant pythons, roaring towards Loren's light formation.

That magic power was far superior to before, causing the air to stagnate and the air pressure to drop sharply.

Loren urged the magic power in his body and quickly formed an air shield in front of him.

In the confrontation between Geyate's barriers, there were still fine cracks in the shield, and it was crumbling, precarious.

The magic power in Loren's body erupted, and in an instant, countless dazzling rays of light burst out from him, intertwining in mid-air to form a typhoon, carrying a thousand pounds of force, and crashing directly into Geyate.

Two destructive forces collided violently in the void, erupting with earth-shattering roars.

The barriers of both sides disintegrated in an instant, forming the largest scale of control cancellation.

Loren gasped for breath.

And Geyate on the opposite side still looked very relaxed.

Geyate, who was good at illusion and sealing magic, was originally known for his spirit. If he continued to consume magic with Geyate, it was likely that Loren's mana would be exhausted first.

Now the only way was to try his best to delay, use more divine magic and less magic, to give Juliana enough time, and then find a way to get rid of Geyate.

Divine magic used more of the power of the gods between heaven and earth to form all things, and the consumption of magic power was less than that of magic, but the number of times it could be used every day was limited, otherwise it would lead to mental breakdown.

The real problem was how to get rid of Geyate.

The endless control was too difficult to deal with. It might be more difficult to escape from Geyate than to directly defeat Geyate.

Thinking of this, Loren took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Don't think too much at this time, just prepare for the battle wholeheartedly.

Unexpectedly, Geyate suddenly put away all his magic power, elegantly tidied up the collar of his clothes that had been wrinkled by the battle just now, and looked at Loren with a playful look.

"Mr. Loren, do you think I really want to decide the outcome with you?"

Geyate seemed to see through Loren's idea of trying to delay time.

He didn't mind doing as Loren wished.

"What do you mean...?"

Loren frowned, vaguely feeling that things were not simple.

Geyate's attitude was too calm, as if he was playing with prey.

Could it be... he had other plans?

Loren kept a close eye on Geyate's every move.

"Is there a possibility that from the beginning, I also wanted to hold you back?"

Geyate asked instead of answering, looking at the horizon meaningfully, with a treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, dazzling red light cut through the heavy dark clouds, falling into the canyon like a huge comet.

The impact set off a fierce wind, blowing the trees in the canyon from side to side.

Looking at the sea of fire set off by the scarlet comet, Geyate picked up the mechanical magic wand again.

Loren had no time to continue paying attention to Geyate, and a chill rose in his heart.

He suddenly looked towards the direction where the red light fell, and the ground cracked into a pit hundreds of meters deep, and rolling heat waves swept away.

At the center of the pit, a violent figure was wearing dark red heavy armor.

He had black hair flying like flames, his eyes were blood red, and his eyes were so sharp that they were frightening. He was surrounded by a hot air wave, and the air was distorted and deformed.

The earth was suppressed by his aura, and the air was burning.

"The Seventh War God of the Kerithi Empire, Philip of the Blood Jade Marrow Seat?!"

Before Loren could be shocked, the figure of Philip that he captured in his sight had quickly zoomed in.

Philip attacked as a scarlet afterimage and punched out.

The fist wind夹杂着滔天flames roared and rushed towards the light shield that erupted around Loren's body with the force of destroying the dead.

At the same time, Geyate's mechanical magic wand turned gently in his hand, instantly dispelling Loren's light shield into countless fragments. Loren could only use more urgent defensive magic again to block Philip's surprise attack.

The right fist of Philip of the Seventh War God, Blood Jade Marrow Seat, stretched forward with force, full of explosive power and killing intent.

At the moment when the explosion sounded through the canyon, dust was scattered, and Loren was blown away heavily.

The violent force caused the entire valley where Loren was trapped to collapse like a surge of the sea, and the collision was faster than thunder, shaking the entire Valhalla Canyon!

Before Loren could catch his breath, Geyate of the Third War God, Silken Agate Seat, made a cold shot again.

Countless purple-black chains broke out of the ground and instantly bound Loren firmly.

Loren struggled desperately, but those evil chains adhered to him, like leeches frantically sucking his mana.

In the blink of an eye, Philip of the Seventh War God, Blood Jade Marrow Seat, punched again.

The fist roared down with a thousand pounds of force, and the fist wind seemed to be carrying tens of thousands of degrees of heat, and the fire was soaring into the sky.

Loren watched as Philip's fist was about to hit, but he had no choice, knowing that defensive magic would only be interfered with and disintegrated by Geyate again at this time.

Loren's magic power surged again frantically, and he chose to face Philip head-on with a desperate move.

"Die!"

Philip laughed, his fists flashing with fiery red light, and slammed down **** on Loren's chest.

Just as the fist was about to touch Loren, Loren's whole body shone brightly, and his magic power condensed into a blazing white ball of light around him.

The light ball exploded.

A deafening roar reverberated in the canyon.

The blazing white light engulfed Philip's figure,夹杂着the compressed magic power of the Eighth-Order limit, and actually forced his fist to stop!

Philip, who had just exchanged injuries with Loren once in desperation, stood up from the rubble. His posture was straight, but the skin on his body was severely burned and was steaming with coke.

And the tiger's mouth of Philip's hand was torn, and the blood ran down his arm.

"High Priest Loren is indeed brave and extraordinary. He doesn't have any fear in the face of the two of us at the same time."

Looking at his **** fists, Philip actually laughed.

"..."

Loren looked pale, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, barely supporting his swaying body.

That attack just now was not a suitable way to fight.

Philip of the Seventh War God, Blood Jade Marrow Seat, who was good at [Enhancement] and [Fire], could not fight him head-on like this.

With Geyate of the Third War God here, he had no choice but to exchange injuries with this crazy seventh war god, Philip, in order to take his attack.

Facing the two war gods at the same time, even Loren, who had experienced hundreds of battles, felt great pressure.

Originally, Loren felt that he could still fight against Geyate of the Third War God. Until the moment when Philip of the Seventh War God appeared, Loren felt that the pressure had increased dozens of times.

The only good news was that Philip was not as strong as Geyate. The collision just now had already caused a lot of damage to Philip.

Now, if he wanted to continue fighting with roundabout tactics, it was almost impossible to win. With Geyate's control, it was difficult to escape, so maybe he could only find a way to fight desperately, defeat Philip first, and then find a way to continue to deal with Geyate.

In any case, he should be able to delay until Juliana successfully returned to the Kingdom of Yarolan.

Just as Loren was preparing to start this desperate battle.

A faint sandalwood fragrance floated from nowhere, out of place with the night wind in this canyon.

Loren's eyes widened, and sweat was constantly冒着on his forehead, looking in the direction where the breath came from.

I saw a young man in a white robe embroidered with intricate and beautiful patterns standing on the other side of the canyon.

He has short light golden hair and a handsome face.

But what was most palpitating was his pair of silver eyes, which were clear and bright, as if they could see through everything.

"I have long admired Mr. Loren's name."

Simonro of the Eleventh War God, Emerald Seat, also appeared in mid-air.

He instantly healed all of Philip of the Blood Jade Marrow Seat's injuries, causing the wound that Loren had desperately exchanged for Philip to disappear, and Philip's martial artist aura also returned to its peak.

Loren took a cold breath, looking at the three war gods surrounding him in this dark canyon.

He understood their plan.

Even Simonro, the Eleventh War God, Emerald Seat, who was good at [Healing] and [Wind], had come.

The three war gods who came to this barren canyon did not send any one of them to track Juliana, but all three of them stayed with Loren, as if they had calculated to kill him steadily.

From the beginning.

The plan of these war gods was to hunt the top combat power of the Kingdom Allied Council!

"Originally,