Elven cultivators

"sharp……"

Alvin watched the figure galloping freely among the dragons, a complex and unfathomable light flashing in his eyes.

As the most outstanding member of the younger generation of the Emerald Court royal family, he once firmly believed that among all the elves on the continent, apart from Alicia, no one could compare to him.

Even when Anton rose to fame as the Fallen Dragon Sword Saint, this idea never wavered.

But witnessing Anton's battle firsthand, he suddenly realized that his previous thoughts were completely wrong.

This elf, who came from a remote clan, was clearly stronger than him.

Realizing this, Alvin's feelings became increasingly complicated.

He is a sun elf, with the most elite bloodline of the Emerald Court flowing through his veins.

Losing to Alicia is one thing, after all, the latter is a genius that comes along only once in a thousand years from the side branches of the royal court, and the blood of the royal court elves also flows in her veins.

But what about Anton?

He's just an ordinary elf, without any bloodline enhancement, so how can he be so outstanding?

Alvin was completely baffled.

Igna was equally amazed.

"How did this guy cultivate like that?" Igna scratched his beard, his eyes full of surprise.

He had seen many geniuses, but he had never seen one like Anton before.

Having risen to legendary status in just over a decade, his strength already far surpasses that of many veteran legends.

If this trend continues, won't we eventually reach the level of saints?

In a corner of the battlefield, Byron's face flushed red and paled in an unpredictable manner.

He never expected that Anton's true strength was so formidable.

Looking back on what I said before entering the spatial node, it's like I'm slapping myself in the face.

At the same time, seeing its own legendary combat power rapidly decreasing, the Azure Abyss Dragon could no longer remain calm and suddenly let out a deafening roar.

"Kill him!"

At this point, the Dragon Clan's legendary combat power was only three more than that of the Allied Forces.

As Biyuanlong finished speaking, the three superior dragons abandoned their opponents without hesitation and pounced on Anton.

The allied warriors who fought them tried to stop them, but were quickly entangled by the newly arrived dragon and were unable to break free.

In the blink of an eye, Anton was once again besieged, and this time the enemy was even stronger than before.

Three legendary, high-ranking dragons.

This scene made many people realize that something was wrong.

Even in the face of such danger, Anton remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic.

Did he really think that sword pellet was his only trump card?

With a thought, a large Xuanhuang seal flew out from his sleeve. It grew as soon as it saw the wind and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a giant seal the size of a small mountain, which crashed down on the Frost Dragon that was charging at the forefront!

The Frostdragon's pupils constricted sharply, instinctively sensing a deadly threat, and it flapped its wings violently in an attempt to dodge.

But the speed of the Heaven-Turning Seal was much faster than it had anticipated.

Before the seal even arrived, immense pressure descended like the collapse of the heavens.

Frostdragon felt as if its wings were being held down by an invisible giant hand, making each flap extremely difficult and causing its movements to become sluggish.

boom!

The giant seal slammed solidly onto the Frostvein Dragon's back, forcefully shoving its massive body from mid-air into the ground.

Blood, flesh, and bone fragments splattered everywhere, the ground trembled violently, and spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly in all directions from the point of impact.

The Frostdragon was pressed under the seal, its scales shattered, and blood gushed from its wounds. It struggled to get up, but it was as if a mountain was pressing down on it, and it could not move.

At the same time, the earth churned, pressing him even more firmly to the spot.

The remaining two dragons were terrified at the sight, but they seized the opportunity when Anton was distracted in controlling the Heaven-Turning Seal and launched a fierce attack from both sides at the same time.

The Shining Dragon on the left opened its mouth and spewed out a blazing dragon breath, a gray-white torrent carrying scorching waves of air that swept towards Anton.

The Lightning Dragon on the right was crackling with electricity, and countless fine, hair-like threads of lightning shot out from between its scales, weaving together into an impenetrable net of lightning that descended upon Anton.

Anton ignored them completely, pushing his Yuan Yi True Qi to its limit. The golden Qi on his body was like a burning flame, intense and solid.

At the same time, his hands never stopped moving.

Two hundred and fifty-six sword lights, controlled by his divine sense, shot towards the head of the Frost Dragon like a dark golden ribbon that stretched across the heavens and earth.

A wisp of six-colored flame shot out from the fingertip, transforming into a towering wave of flames that swept out from another direction.

The sword light and the Six Ding Divine Fire struck the Frost Vein Dragon almost simultaneously.

The Frostdragon immediately let out a mournful howl.

Its massive body convulsed violently in the flames, and was pierced repeatedly by the sword light.

The excruciating pain caused him to struggle frantically, but he was unable to break free from the suppression of the Heaven-Turning Seal.

Almost simultaneously, the dragon's breath and the lightning net struck Anton.

A violent explosion erupted in the void, the scorching air currents and violent lightning intertwining to form a destructive light curtain that engulfed Anton.

As the Frost Dragon's mournful howl abruptly ceased and was shattered and swallowed by the sword light, the dragon's breath and lightning net finally tore through the double defense of the Yuan Yi True Qi and the Seven Star Binding Yang Robe, striking Anton.

When the dragon's breath and the lightning net dissipated, Anton's body was covered with countless wounds and scorch marks.

"Anton!"

Roman's expression changed slightly, and he exclaimed in surprise.

The three elders and Cedric all changed their expressions, their hearts tightening.

The expressions on the faces of the allied forces also changed slightly.

Anton is the main force of the Allied forces. If he falls, the situation that we have finally managed to turn around will become unpredictable again.

Although the two giant dragons besieging Anton were horrified by the death of their companion, they were overjoyed to see that Anton was finally injured.

"He's injured!"

"Now's the time, let's kill him!"

Without hesitation, the Ember Dragon and the Radiant Dragon launched another fierce attack, wanting to take advantage of Anton's injury to kill him completely.

But in the next instant, a dark golden sword light blocked their way, forcing them to distract themselves and deal with it.

Even with only a brief delay, a warm, emerald-green glow had already emerged from Anton's body, like a tender bud in spring, brimming with vitality.

In the blink of an eye, Anton was completely healed, without a single scratch on his body, as if the serious injury he had just suffered was merely an illusion.

On the battlefield, everyone's movements subconsciously slowed down a beat.

Both sides stared in disbelief at the scene, dumbfounded.

"What is this?"

"A restorative law of power? But this restoration speed is too fast!"

"Such amazing recovery ability..."

Even the elves of the Silvermoon Squad stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with shock.

They had never seen Anton use such methods before.

Seeing Anton recover from his injuries in an instant, I felt a sense of relief, but also an indescribable shock.

Anton looked up at the remaining two dragons, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Both dragons shuddered simultaneously, their wild joy vanishing in their vertical pupils, replaced by intense fear.

What's wrong with this guy?

How could someone recover from such a serious injury in the blink of an eye?

Is this a troll disguised as an elf?

Before they could figure it out, the Xuanjin sword light shot out again, tearing through the air towards them.

boom!

The Heaven-Turning Seal descended from the sky, slamming the Radiant Dragon to the ground.

Anton resorted to his old trick, enduring the attacks of the Shining Dragon, intending to concentrate his firepower to take down one of them first, and then turn around to deal with the other.

Although the Seven Stars Binding Sun Robe had been completely destroyed in the previous attack, leaving it with one less layer of defense, the dragon attacking him had also changed from two heads to one.

With the help of Yuan Yi Zhen Gang, he safely withstood the attack of Hui Jin Long, and after killing Shuo Guang Long, he quickly used Xu Yi Yuan Ming Qi to recover from his injuries.

The remaining Huijinlong was no match for Anton and soon followed in the footsteps of his companions.

Anton breathed a sigh of relief as he controlled the sword pellet to devour the essence of the last dragon.

The opponent was, after all, a three-headed, senior legendary-level high-ranking dragon. Although he was unharmed in the end, he had actually used almost all his tricks.

The Heaven-Turning Seal is not a sword pellet that merges with another person's sword; using it still consumes a lot of magical power.

Not to mention the Void One Life Qi, a major consumer of magical power, which requires a large amount of magical power to stimulate life force every time it is used.

After the battle, Anton's magical power was almost completely depleted.

"Right now, I think my limit is dealing with four veteran legends at the same time."

Anton took out the pill and swallowed it, pondering to himself.

He was still not entirely satisfied, but the spectators around him were stunned by the result of the battle.

Despite facing three formidable, legendary high-ranking dragons, he emerged victorious.

This level of strength, even if it's still not quite at the level of a peak legend, is probably not much different.

The legendary Fallen Dragon Sword Saint is actually this powerful...

The medicine dissolved in Anton's stomach, quickly restoring his depleted magical power.

He paused briefly, then unleashed another burst of sword light, hurtling towards the dragons that were battling the allied forces.

He specifically targeted the opponents of legendary strongmen in the Allied Forces who were at a disadvantage.

Although the legendary powerhouses of the allied forces had their monsters stolen, they showed no dissatisfaction whatsoever; on the contrary, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Some people even cast grateful glances at Anton.

In such a life-or-death battlefield, having someone to help share the pressure is something one could ask for.

The outcome of the battle has become a foregone conclusion.

The scales of victory tipped completely in favor of the allied forces.

On the battlefield, the Allied elites fought with increasing ferocity and their morale soared.

On the other hand, the dragons suffered repeated defeats, and their morale plummeted.

Those once menacing dragons now looked terrified, their vertical pupils filled with fear and panic.

If the portal hadn't been closed, dragons would probably already be trying to escape this desolate wasteland.

More than half an hour later, with the last dragon falling, there was no dragon left standing in the spatial node except for the Azure Abyss Dragon, Irad.

As for those pure-blooded dragon descendants, they had already been wiped out by the powerful allied forces who had freed up their forces.

Seeing this scene before them, many of the allied forces' powerful figures looked somewhat dazed.

Before the battle began, they thought it would be a tough fight, or even a fight to the death.

Who could have imagined that our side could win so easily?

Compared to the dragons, who were almost completely wiped out, their casualties were negligible.

Everyone understood that all of this was thanks to that Meteor Dragon Sword Saint.

Everyone turned their gaze to Anton, their eyes filled with amazement and admiration.

If it weren't for Anton, the outcome of this battle would probably have been very different.

Anton paid no attention to the stares of those around him.

After the battle ended, his gaze immediately turned to the very center of the battlefield.

There, the battle between Valin and the Azure Dragon continues.