Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Faced with the menacing Wu Tian, ​​Lynn dared not be negligent.

Since this guy dares to abandon witchcraft and engage in melee combat, he must have his own unique skills and should not be underestimated.

Lynn quickly cast several spells, but they were all swept away by Wutian's spear. Those that couldn't be swept away were blocked by his robes.

Lynn's expression changed slightly. This guy is something else; he has a bit of a "Spellbreaker" vibe to him.

However, although he rarely uses melee combat, Lynn is confident that he is one of the best among the Stigmata Wizards.

With his powerful physique capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a mid-level Saint Mark, even Wu Tian, ​​a peak Saint Mark cultivator, is probably no match for him!

Wu Tian thrust his spear forward fiercely, and Lynn quickly conjured a spatial blade in his hand to meet it.

The two powerful, Saint-level wizards abandoned their sorcery and instead engaged in close-quarters combat.

If this scene were shown to the public, it would absolutely shock a whole bunch of wizards.

When the transparent ripples on the blade of the Space Blade came into contact with the edge of the spear, the spatial structure began to shatter.

When the spear thrust forward a second time, the spatial blade shattered into several pieces the instant it made contact with the spear tip. The fragments floated briefly in the void before dissipating.

Clearly, an energy weapon composed purely of spatial power is far inferior to that spear at the peak of the Saint Mark realm.

Lynn scattered the broken "Space Blade," originally intending to construct a sturdy "Earth Blade," but after his gaze swept over the twinkling stars deep in the void, he changed his mind.

I am now in the endless starry sky. Wouldn't it be a huge waste not to make use of so many stars?

Lynn raised his right hand, his five fingers spread.

In the starry sky, the stars began to vibrate and twinkle, thousands of stars echoed each other, and streaks of starlight rushed in.

The distant starlight began to move, converging from their respective positions toward his palm, as if drawn by an invisible thread.

As the rays of light approached his palm, they gradually narrowed, condensing from scattered beams into fine rays that intertwined, coiled, and compressed within his hand.

The silver-white blade extends outward from the center of the light cluster, its edges constantly adjusting their angle and thickness as they coalesce until the entire outline of the sword is fully formed.

The dazzling "Star Blade" materialized in his hand.

Lynn gripped the hilt of the Star Blade, starlight flowing from his palm into the blade, forming a flowing line of light connecting it to the distant, continuously shining stars.

The sword vibrated slightly in the void before settling down, its blade surface gleaming with a uniform silvery-white luster.

Starlight is continuously flowing into the sword from the void, maintaining its structural integrity.

Lynn glanced down at the blade, then nodded in satisfaction at the rather dazzling "Star Blade".

The starlight continued to flow into the sword, making it feel more stable in his hand compared to the previous spatial blade that shattered at the slightest touch.

Wutian's spear thrust forward for the third time. When the Star Blade made contact with the spear, it made a continuous friction sound. The blade trembled, but did not shatter.

Lynn shifted to the side, avoiding the sweeping attack that followed.

As the spear grazed his shoulder, the edge of its tip tore his robe, leaving a shallow mark on his shoulder.

A layer of dark gray substance adhered to the edge of the wound and was slowly seeping in.

Lynn felt a chill run down his spine; this old guy's close-combat skills were something else!

Wutian's close combat ability is clearly much stronger than mine.

After all, Wutian had lived for over a thousand years and experienced countless battles; he had truly learned from the trials of life and death.

Lynn's melee combat skills were learned from several melee masters of warriors, knights, and assassins that the Nightsong family found when he was stationed at Ghost Outpost.

Despite being called a grandmaster, his actual combat strength is not even comparable to that of a formal wizard, and his strength is significantly inferior to that of Wutian.

Moreover, Wutian's spear is no ordinary weapon; it is a top-tier Saint Mark sorcery artifact capable of corrupting the body, soul, and sorcery power.

Even with his powerful physique, he would only suffer more under the long spear.

If this continues, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble.

Wu Tian had no idea what Lynn was thinking; his attack rhythm was very fast.

Each thrust is followed by a sweeping or backhand flick, with no pauses between movements, like a coherent sequence of actions practiced repeatedly.

Lynn dared not confront them head-on anymore, and his main strategy was to dodge, combined with spatial teleportation, which allowed him to barely cope.

The Star Blade wore down faster and faster with continuous contact, and the rate at which starlight replenished it could no longer keep up.

Wutian was not in a hurry at all. Relying on his strong combat experience, he fought steadily and once again struck unexpectedly with his spear, piercing Lynn's forearm.

After the spear tip pierced the flesh, it tried to go all the way through the forearm, but Lynn's retreating movement pulled it out.

The wound was deeper than the one on his shoulder, and a dark gray substance was spreading along the wound, causing fine grayish-white lines to appear on the skin around the wound's edges.

Lynn stepped aside to create some distance and used the power of "All Things" to dispel the dark gray substance on the wound.

However, the wounds healed much slower than normal after the dispelling, and the hand holding the Star Blade was no longer as steady as it had been at the beginning.

Seeing Lynn falling into a disadvantageous position, the Chaos Dragons could no longer sit still.

The Chaos Dragon condensed the last of the temporal turbulence into a barrier, blocking the attacks of the demons and their minions. Then, as Wutian approached Lynn, he directly spewed out a breath of grayish-white breath.

As if sensing something, Wutian turned to the side, letting the breath pass by him. Even as he dodged, the spear still swept towards Lynn's side, leaving a huge gash on his waist.

The divine monstrous force sliced ​​out from the edge of the gray-white domain, and the free will stabbed at Wutian's lower back in the gap between his sidestep and his breath.

Wutian did not turn around. He swept the end of his spear backward, and when it made contact with the blade of Free Will, Free Will disintegrated, and the body of the Divine Abomination was also pushed far away by that force.

The psychic beam from the Demon Eye shot towards Lin En's back during a lull in the fight between Wu Tian and Lin En.

As Wutian dealt with Lynn, he raised his spear slightly, and the edge of the spear's tail blocked the path of the mental ray before it arrived.

The ray was redirected and landed on the grayish-white area, missing its target.

The Nether Wolf pounced on Wutian's calf from the side. Wutian didn't use his spear to deal with it, but simply raised his leg.

Just as the ghost wolf's claws were about to touch his calf, they were deflected by a layer of dark gray light, and its body tumbled in mid-air before landing again.

Its reduced size makes it difficult for it to withstand a direct backlash from a high-level Sacred Mark domain.

The members of the Chaos Egg and the three demon lords were not happy about it.

Seeing that the Chaos Dragons were still attacking their leader while exchanging fire, they were all furious and quickened their pace, completely shattering the spacetime turbulence barrier.

Left with no other choice, the Chaos Dragon and his companions turned their attention back to the minions.

Now it's truly a case of soldiers fighting soldiers and generals fighting generals.