Apotheosis

The Wight approached them menacingly, crawling on its hands and feet.

In the past, it didn't seem to be moving very fast, and didn't seem like a threat in the eyes of Emily and the rest of the group.

But now, it was clear that its speed wasn't that slow after all!

"Awooo!"

The Wight howled and rushed towards Emily.

Emily stood straight, with her annular saber gripped tightly in her hand. The moment the Wight rushed to her, she suddenly stomped the ground, and her body rolled towards the Wight. She slammed the saber right on the Wight's head!

The annular saber was actually ring shaped, with sharp blades lying both on the inside and outside.

After successfully positioning the annular saber on the Wight's head, Emily twisted it in one quick motion, breaking the Wight's neck. Its head fell to the ground and rolled for a while before coming to a stop.

Emily's action was fast and it was all over within a blink of an eye. When the other exiles and the Wild Gods saw the scene, they couldn't help but applaud.

Emily was very powerful. Even though her strength had greatly diminished and became ordinary like everyone else, her previous experience was still substantial, and her strength was undeniable.

However, as she chopped off the Wight's head, a large amount of blood spurted from its neck. Even though she tried her best to avoid the stream of blood, it was difficult to dodge and her white clothes were now tainted with the blood.

Initially, the group of exiles had felt cornered and hopeless when they saw the group of Wights. But after hearing Emily's words and seeing her kill a Wight so easily, their confidence began to return.

Even if they lost their cultivation base, strength and soul forces, they still had their rich experience and years of practice of powerful martial skills!

"Such Wights without wisdom are nothing! Everybody, go and kill them! Charge!"

Timotheus roared as he rushed forward, bearing his saber on his shoulder.

"Dragon Saber Skill!"

With a twist of his saber, Timotheus cut a Wight's stomach like a dragon streaking through the sun. Then just as quickly, he pulled out the saber and spun it with both hands, making the saber twirl and spin. "Ching, ching, ching!" The heads of three Wights flew off simultaneously.

The Dragon Saber Skill was not only amazing and powerful, and it was also a joy to watch.

"Is this saber skill also inherited from the Source World?" Zen

em from behind!

Some of the other exiles had noticed Zen's brilliant method. Previously, they had used a variety of methods to kill the Wights. They either penetrated their hearts, or smashed their heads, which was not very effective.

But now, watching Zen's technique of killing them simply by slicing their necks, they were given new hope. Everyone immediately saw the astonishing efficiency and began following suit.

In less than five minutes, the group of warriors had slaughtered about four thousand Wights!

"Woo, woo, woo..."

Frighteningly, the number of the Wights did not seem to decrease, but kept increasing!

"Help!"

An elder from the Star Deer race suddenly yelled.

The elder was being dragged into a large group of Wights. In the blink of an eye, he had already disappeared into their midst, with no sign of him at all. The others could only hear his repeated calls for help, which grew weaker and weaker before disappearing all together.

"Ahhh!"

At the same time, another Wild God was also dragged away.

More and more warriors were getting injured or killed, which upset the others and made them even easier targets.

"Crack!"

Emily heavily cut the saber down and broke the neck of a Wight.

As the blood splashed, her charming face turned into a determined, fierce expression. "This is not going to work out. We can't do this forever!"

She walked around and called, "Timotheus, Ramzi, Lydia..." As she spoke, her gaze fell on Zen who was fighting in the distance. In the same breath she continued, "And Zen! All of you! Come here! Let's move forward together and kill those Wights!"