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"This is a feint. Didn't you see that this assault force is made up of Iskandar Dire Wolves? The Dark Angels didn't show up at all."

Another staff officer immediately retorted.

"However, we must also send out some reserve troops. This werewolf unit is very elite. If the peasant soldiers continue to suffer such heavy losses, they will collapse - after all, they are just a group of armed peasants."

Aenarion nodded and ordered a thousand Fire Wings to go to the right wing to block and resist. The enemy was the Janissaries who had not yet completed their training. His side also had young Janissaries soldiers. With the advantage of the number of peasant soldiers, it was enough to stop them.

After Fire Wings fought with these werewolves, the main force of the Dark Angels appeared. Elite cavalrymen wearing large winged helmets gathered together under the banners of six-winged angels. Among them were also a number of nomadic cavalrymen composed of Macedonian elves, Slavs, and ogres. Rushing in front of them were one-pound cannons pulled by horse-drawn carriages.

Under Ryan's order, the artillery on the carriage, protected by a small team of Janissaries, charged first and began firing shotgun shells after reaching a position thirty meters away from the enemy. Amid a deafening roar, several kilograms of iron sand and iron fragments, surrounded by thick smoke and flames, whizzed out of the barrel and dispersed in the air, leaving behind trails of smoke and sparks, which submerged the enemy's position like a swarm of locusts covering the sky.

Pieces of iron flying at high speeds ruthlessly tore through the enemy's clothes and flesh, creating fleeting blood flowers. The huge impact force caused these small pieces of iron to penetrate the human body, tearing off large pieces of flesh and blood, and even their arms and calves from the torso, creating a thick bloody fog in the army!

After a round of shotgun shells, the entire Roman peasant army was completely covered in smoke and blood mist. The soldiers fell to the ground like weeds. The battlefield was filled with the wailing of the wounded, the roar of the soldiers, the explosion of gunpowder, and after a cannonball, thousands of elite cavalry stepped on the enemy formation crushed by the shotgun shells and began to charge! They were like a heavy hammer, focusing on one point, constantly breaking through, smashing the peasant army formation! A large number of Hurricane Wings and Raven Wings members flapped their wings and rose into the sky, swooping down like falcons, harvesting their own lives.

This person plagiarized my tactics!

Aenarion frowned. He had used the method of using cannons to clear the way and cavalry to charge. However, after using it a few times, the Ottomans also learned it. It seemed that the right wing was a feint attack and the left wing was the main force. All the dark angels were there. Among the thousands of troops, he could clearly see Lion's lacquered black armor decorated with emeralds, enamel, jade and other green gems.

The next second, a shadow dragon with a body size of more than ten meters emerged quietly from the shadows. The cold shadow mist flowed down along its dark dragon scales like waves and splashes. Ryan rode on it, riding the giant dragon and charging forward on foot with an unstoppable momentum!

With a wave of the dragon claws, it could tear two or three soldiers into pieces. With a roll of the dragon wings, it could slap seven or eight soldiers into the sky several meters away. With a sweep of the dragon tail, it could completely clear out the soldiers in a fan-shaped area! The slender and elegant dragon kiss, accompanied by the deafening roar of thunder, spewed out a boiling and rolling shadow dragon breath like a sea tide, destroying the Roman soldiers in large numbers! The Roman peasant soldiers were trembling with fear under the threat of the giant dragon, and some even began to run away and retreat.

Chapter 226: Decapitation Operation

"Dispatch two Spanish squares and go block them! Change to a normal spear wall march! We have more people, and the flanks and rear can be covered by peasant soldiers!"

Aenarion commanded the army in an orderly manner with the help of a large number of heralds.

"Armored Paladins, go through your own lines, go around and charge behind the Dark Angels, Warmaster Merrill! Lead all the Hurricane Wings and the artillery under you to attack and destroy the enemy's air force, leaving no one alive! Your Majesty, please dispatch two people from the Paleologian family to fight against the Shadow Dragon."

"Aren't we moving?"

Constantine XI asked in confusion.

"Last time, it was the Grand Master of the Knights Hospitaller, the Lich of Venice, the Thunder Warriors of the Roman Church, and you who worked together to stop the Lord of the First Legion. Now we only send the Lord of the Fallen Merrill and Grand Master Hepans. Will they be unable to stop them?"

"Last time, Ryan sent a substitute to attract my attention. I was almost fooled by her. This may not be true. Besides, Merrill is a paladin. Even if he can't win, he can use the Holy Shield to delay until the reinforcements arrive. What's more, I didn't see those Deathwing veterans riding griffins. This may be a trap."

Aenarion said seriously.

Aenarion nervously watched the changes in the battle situation, ready to pick up his weapon and rush in to test the new abilities he had learned in the past few weeks.

The two Baleos following behind the Emperor nodded, and in the violent dry hot wind and the dark purple thunder and flames, they transformed into two purple-scaled dragons that were also ten meters long, and roared deafeningly towards the sky! The terrifying murderous intent swept across the scene like a tide, making it almost impossible to breathe. These two dragons were even bigger than Thomas!

"call--"

Two giant purple-scaled dragons flapped their wings, fighting against the sky. The airflow from their wings blew the friendly troops off their feet and made them stagger. The whole dragon quickly climbed up to the high clouds, and then like two fierce purple lightning bolts, it retracted its wings and dived down, tearing the sky apart with a loud bang, and exploded one after another above the shadow dragon's head! Fighting with the shadow dragon!

The Thunder Flame Purple Dragon inherited the power of both red and blue dragons, as well as the physical strength of the arrogant and tyrannical red dragon and the noble character of fighting in unity with the blue dragon. The two giant dragons cooperated closely and suppressed the Shadow Dragon in an instant. Balls of purple lightning that looked like burning gas raged across the battlefield. The air expanded rapidly under the burning of the purple lightning, making a deafening sound of thunder.

At the same time, Meryl Astelan also led the Fallen Angels to the battlefield, using the same method. The carriage pulled the cannon to fire a round of shotgun shells to scatter and destroy the enemy's formation, and then the cavalry charged! Even when the Eastern Roman Ironclad Cavalry was in the Dark Angel Legion, its impact and defense were top-notch. Ordinary Dark Angel Cavalry could not break through these armored, one-ton behemoths. Not only did they stop the enemy's charge, they were even pushing back with the huge number of peasant soldiers.

However, at this moment, the Deathwing veterans that Aenarion had been worried about appeared - the left wing was just a bait to attract all the fallen angels to appear, and the one riding on the dragon's back was not the Warmaster, but her bait.

She mixed in with the werewolves on the right wing, and seeing that the left wing attracted most of the fallen angels' firepower, she directly ordered the 500 hidden Death Wing veterans to summon their mounts. More than 500 densely packed summoning arrays were superimposed on each other, making it seem as if a bright and dazzling star erupted in the Ottoman army. Five hundred ferocious and brutal griffins, carrying the Death Wing veterans, who had been expanded to 500, soared into the sky, and the fierce and mournful eagle cries resounded through the sky!

And in the dazzling summoning light, the shadow dragon that was clearly on the left wing of the army, retreating step by step under the fierce attack of two purple dragons, suddenly disappeared. It was summoned by Ryan to the opposite right wing battlefield, and with a huge griffin army, it rushed straight to Aenarion!

"Quick! Messenger! Call back Merrill, Luther, and the two Paleolithos! The Warmaster is on the left wing!!!"

Aenarion cried out in surprise, and Hepanth immediately summoned her golden dragon with golden flames, and tried to take off with the Knights Hospitaller, vowing to defeat the enemy in an aerial battle this time and avenge the sword in the last war. But Aenarion stopped them firmly - aerial battles were too disadvantageous for them. Without me as a tank to absorb the damage, who could stop the Lord of the First Legion's Holy Slash? What's more, His Majesty the Emperor also brought 8 Phoenix Guards, who were at least level fighters, the last remaining assets of the empire.

Wait for the other party to come down, and then everyone will attack together.

Hepans thought about it and agreed to Aenarion's strategy. Three hundred Knights Hospitaller and three hundred Phoenix Guards were stationed there to await reinforcements, keeping Constantine XI and Aenarion firmly in the middle.

Ryan snorted. She wasn't sure she could use five hundred Death Wings to defeat three hundred of the most elite knights of the Knights Hospitaller and the three hundred last Phoenix Guards of the Eastern Roman Empire. She originally wanted to trick those Pegasus Knights into taking off, get rid of the Phoenix Guard's assistance, and annihilate them in the air. Unexpectedly, these Christian Knights who liked to charge without authorization would not fall for it at this moment.

There was no other way. The Warmaster swung his greatsword, and five hundred griffin knights circled in the air and swooped down to the back of the Firewing. Griffins screamed like meteors, swooping down from the sky, and attacked the fallen angels from the front and back with the werewolves! They tried to tear a hole in the enemy's right wing in one fell swoop, release the werewolves, and after the two armies joined forces, they rushed towards Aenarion.

At this moment, Merrill and Luther were riding on two

They took a warhorse and urgently brought back a hundred of the most powerful fallen angels for reinforcement. The rest continued to repair the left wing battlefield, and the two dragons of the Palaiologos family also flapped their wings and took off, flying quickly back to their emperor. However, this fell into Ryan's trap. She and the shadow dragon suddenly disappeared on the spot. The next second, a ghostly evil dragon shrouded in shadow mist appeared in the shadow of the dragon above, casting a shadow on the back of the dragon below!

"Don't fight her! Fall back! We'll come to her aid!"

Aenarion suddenly realized that something was wrong, but it was too late. Like a nightmare, Lion followed her shadow dragon through the shadow interface and appeared above the shadow of the dragon's back. He raised the lion sword high with both hands, and a beam of golden flames shot straight into the sky! And then it exploded!

A huge and dazzling golden fireball exploded at the point where the sword blade touched the dragon's back, releasing a dazzling light that was too blinding to look at. The blazing divine fire of Allah spread rapidly, engulfing everything around it. The blazing golden divine flame was extremely hot, instantly melting or burning the surrounding objects. The surrounding air heated by the flames was also compressed and condensed in the deafening sound, forming an extremely powerful impact force that spread in all directions, sending pieces of broken purple scales and scarlet dragon blood flying all over the sky. From a distance, it seemed as if a golden sun had exploded in the sky!

"Roar!!!"

The shadow dragon let out a creepy roar and emerged from the shadows, like a pitch-black lightning streaking through the sky. It suddenly grabbed the second purple dragon that Valleolius had transformed into, and grasped his dragon wings with its sharp claws to prevent it from flying.

The two huge beasts lost their flying power at the same time, and fell down from the sky hundreds of meters high at the same time! Under the stunned gaze of everyone, they fell heavily to the ground, and the terrifying impact force smashed a huge dragon-shaped pit on the ground. The violent shock wave caused the entire ground to tremble and tear into terrible cracks, and dust and rocks were shaken up to the sky several meters high.

However, only the purple dragon was smashed. The moment the shadow dragon touched the shadow on the ground, the entire behemoth turned into an illusory shadow again and disappeared completely into the shadow. It did not suffer any damage at all.

Three dragons and a warmaster. Although there was a suspicion of sneak attack, the two dragons of the Valleolius family could not even last twelve seconds in front of the Lord of the First Legion! They were still killed in one sword!

Chapter 227: Colorful Dragon

Ryan swung the giant sword, trying to kill the two dragons completely, but at this moment, Aenarion, Hepans, Constantine, Merril and others were all rushing here. Beams of vibrant golden light beams were shining on the bodies of the dragons. They also reverted to smaller and more difficult to target human forms to avoid attacks.

Ryan immediately gave up his target, and he and his shadow dragon once again turned into boiling and wriggling shadow mud, melting into a ball of shadow. The next second, the man and the dragon crossed a distance of several kilometers and emerged from the shadow of the left wing battlefield. Together with the veteran Death Wing soldier, Iskandar the Dire Wolf, they created a gap in the left wing of the Roman army. More than 800 werewolves and 500 Death Wings were like a sharp knife, rushing straight towards Aenarion's flag!

The last time I saw her, the Warmaster's Shadow Dragon was held back by a golden dragon and had not been able to join the battle. But now, her terrifying attack power, coupled with the Shadow Dragon's amazing mobility of disappearing in the shadows and moving around, is simply terrifying.

"Phoenix Guard! Form a formation!!!"

"Knights of God! Lift off!!!"

Constantine and Hepans gave orders together. Three hundred Phoenix Guards, wearing triple iron armor and holding phoenix-wing halberds, marched in neat and orderly steps to block the werewolves that were several times their number. Under the charge of the wolves, they stood still like reefs. They swung their halberds one by one, accompanied by a creepy whistle, smashing the werewolves' heads and bleeding! The last family of the Eastern Roman Empire, the elite level is even more terrifying than the Janissaries.

The Knights of the Hospitallers also enthusiastically urged their Pegasus to rise into the air to fight, fearlessly blocking the Deathwings riding 500 griffins. The best forces of both sides fought together without reservation. Werewolves roared, Pegasus neighed, griffins howled, and hundreds of war blades collided with each other in the air, clanging! In the symphony of war, Aenarion immediately dispatched the crippled Firewing and 2,000 phalanx soldiers back to prepare to encircle these isolated troops that had penetrated deep into the enemy formation.

However, he might not be able to wait for his soldiers to come to his rescue. No matter how powerful the Knights Hospitaller were, they could not stop Ryan.

The shadow dragon and her rider once again turned into dark, soft mud, melting and disappearing into the shadows. Then, a death claw wrapped in mist quietly emerged from the shadow behind Aenarion.

"call--"

The sound of the dragon's claws cutting through the sky immediately alerted Aenarion. Relying on the Demon Hunter's excellent dodging ability, he narrowly avoided the Warmaster's sneak attack. While dodging, he quickly read the bar and used [Vitality].

In an instant, a pale spine floated on Aenarion's back, and then twenty-four illusory transparent ribs, like twelve pairs of pale arms, stretched out from both sides of the illusory spine, gently wrapping him in it, and two bony hands also stretched out from both sides of the ribs, and the enchanting and seductive Slaanesh fire was also burning on the surface of this skeleton giant.

With Aenarion becoming a seventh-level psyker, he has a 9th-level spellcasting power.

After increasing the speed and mastering the psychic power of [Split Mind], a grim and pale skull was formed from the top of the spine, making the upper body of the skeleton giant completely complete. Inside the empty and dark eye sockets, there flashed a golden cold light that was ready to devour anyone.

[Fourth-Ring Psionic Power·Mind Split]: Consume 7 mana points, tear apart your soul and mind, and create an independent thought that is completely obedient to you. It can cast psionic power with you, but its casting level is 6 levels lower than yours.

Although the skeleton giant behind him can cast spells under the effect of [Split Mind], he is only equivalent to a level 3 psychic. However, he has a way to enhance his power, which is the specialty he has been training madly during this period: [Skilled Psychic]. The effect is short-lived but powerful, increasing the spellcasting level by +4, but the maximum cannot exceed the character level.

This feat is usually used for part-time workers. If a person is a level 2 psyker + a level 4 warrior, although he is level 6, his casting strength is only level 2.

After adding this expertise, although his known psychic power level is still level 2, his spellcasting strength will be increased by 3 levels, becoming the strength of a level 6 psychic.

Therefore, with the help of this expertise, the spirit behind him, the Skeleton Giant, not only has high defense and vitality, but is also a level 7 psychic who can cast spells with him!

Looking at the skeleton behind him, whose evolution was becoming more and more exaggerated, Lion was also stunned for a moment. This thing was not in the intelligence. Then, the man and the skeleton actually used their psychic power together. With a low buzzing noise, four purple beams of psychic power and flames shot out from the eyes of Aenarion and the skeleton giant! These four beams were so strong and dazzling that even if someone looked at them for a moment, their eyes would feel a dazzling burning sensation.

"boom!!!"

Four laser beams cut through the sky at the speed of light and hit the shadow dragon's arm heavily, trying to burn through and melt his shadow scales with terrifyingly high temperatures. In the process, a large amount of purple-red flames and sparks exploded, and wisps of white mist rose up. The shadow dragon let out a howl, and waved its front paws in pain, whose scales were burned red and melted, trying to disappear into the shadows.

At this moment, Aenarion suddenly pulled out the Spear of Dionysus from the Dimensional Bag, and the Dimensional Imprisonment Flag spread out emerald green psychic waves. All teleportation activities within a radius of 30 meters were prohibited, trapping the shadow dragon in place, unable to perform shadow jumps, and the four lasers became more powerful! The beams became thicker and stronger! The brightness became more dazzling, and finally blasted through the dragon scales at the last second, and four transparent holes emitting hot air were blasted on the shadow dragon's left arm! The flesh and blood near the wound were burned into black charcoal.

"You've been tricked! I deliberately didn't take out the Spear of Dionysus, waiting for you to teleport over! Now, you can't run away! Ryan!!!"

Aenarion raised his left hand, and the skeleton giant behind him made the same movement as him. Two purple chains made of psychic energy whistled through the sky and rushed towards Lion!

This move is [Three-ring Psychic Power·Forced Damage Sharing]. As long as the opponent fails the immunity and is hit by this move, 50% of the damage suffered will be borne by the target.

Although this level 9 spell has a very low success rate against a level 20 Paladin, but I can cast it twice at the same time and the opponent also has to be immune twice, so there must be a chance of success.

Aenarion looked nervously at the death chains that were blasted out, but unfortunately, the paladin was covered with a layer of golden grace of Allah, and the two purple chains were bounced off.

"Well done, Aenarion!"

At this moment, Hepans also came back. She summoned her golden dragon, and the huge creature spewed out magnificent golden flames, turning the entire sky into a magnificent sea of ​​fire. Thousands of golden flames bombarded Ryan like a storm.

The little princess Indrognir, who entered the war for the first time, also began to transform. After not seeing her for a year, she was promoted to a higher level, from a second-level warlock to a third-level warlock. However, due to her low level, the dragon she turned into was still a baby dragon, only the size of a horse, and could not compare with her gifted older and younger brothers.

At the same time, Constantine XI also began to transform. His tall and strong elf body turned into a twenty-meter-long, majestic giant beast, more than twice the size of Thomas and the other two members of the Palaiologos family. His magnificent dragon body covered with blue and purple dragon scales outlined a magnificent and gorgeous color curve like a mountain range above the battlefield. The outline of the giant dragon that covered the sky and the sun was enough to make people terrified at a glance. The invisible dragon's might was like a huge hand, clutching the throat of everyone present, making it impossible for those near the last Roman emperor to even breathe.

His dragon might was the most terrifying dragon might that Aenarion had ever seen, bar none.

The most terrifying thing is that he has two heads.

Two thick and mighty dragon necks stretched out from his sturdy and majestic shoulders. The gorgeous dragon scales with a gradient of blue and purple changed into two completely different bright colors on the two necks of the huge beast. The left one had obvious red dragon features. On both sides of the top of the head covered with red dragon scales, there were two large bone-white curved horns, which arched backwards to form a crown shape, and there were some small bone-white thorns as decoration. The end of the dragon's snout was as sharp as an eagle's beak, and the nasal cavity and dragon's snout constantly spewed out concentrated, viscous red dragon flames that were almost liquid molten lava.

And

The one on the right looks exactly like a blue dragon. The huge horn on the tip of its nose, which looks like a rhinoceros horn, is the most obvious feature of a blue dragon. Its eyes and fangs are dragging and spewing out creepy blue high-voltage lightning, and the deafening sound of thunder keeps spreading around.

After seeing Constantine transform, the golden dragon under Hepans' crotch seemed to be frightened and jumped away suddenly, even out of the control of the Paladin, and stayed as far away from the two-headed dragon as possible!

"What's wrong? Saskia? What are you afraid of?"

Hepans asked her golden dragon partner puzzledly.

"We've been deceived! We've always thought that the bloodline of the Valleolius family might be a hybrid of a red dragon and a blue dragon, a new color dragon, but a hybrid can never look like this two-headed dragon! The last time we saw a two-colored multi-headed dragon, this blasphemous and terrifying thing was called the Color Prince. It was the blasphemous dragon created by the mother of evil dragons, Tiamat, in the Nine Hells of Baator! Damn it, the Five-Colored Dragon Queen and the Platinum Dragon King have been dead for thousands of years, why can we still see this kind of thing now???"

Chapter 228: The First Legion, the Knight's "Spirit"

Watching the last Roman emperor transform into a giant dragon, Ryan became less arrogant and more vigilant, but at the same time, she also keenly captured the discord between the golden dragon and the two-headed dragon. The discord between the metal dragon and the colorful dragon became her biggest breakthrough at this moment. While the golden dragon was unwilling to approach the two-headed dragon, she rode the shadow dragon and charged towards the last emperor of the Romans!

"Roar!!!"

One purple, one black, the two evil dragons simultaneously stretched out their four slender dragon claws, charging at each other with the trembling earth. As they rushed towards each other, they opened their ferocious dragon mouths to the maximum. Red liquid flames and black illusory fog began to condense in the depths of their throats, and burst out with violent airflow! Forming a spectacular jet of flames and shadows!

In an instant, the torrents of flames and shadows collided with each other. The red dragon flame burned the dark shadows madly, and the cold mist continued to extinguish the bright flames. Both sides were evenly matched and neither gave in. However, this was just the dragon breath of a head.

When the two sides were in a stalemate, Constantine's second blue dragon skull quietly came from the side, drew a magnificent blue mountain range in the air, and bit Ryan on the dragon's back. Two rows of sharp fangs bit on her plate armor with clanging sounds, sparks flew! The right half of her body was completely contained in the dragon's mouth.

Seeing that he could not bite open the finely forged enchanted plate armor, Constantine simply swung his long and strong dragon neck and pulled it off the dragon's back. He originally wanted to throw it into the sky and then swallow it in one gulp, but since this guy could fly and struggled violently, Constantine bit her right half of the body and slammed it into the ground, causing her left half of the body to hit the ground heavily at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour!

"boom!!!"

At the critical moment, Ryan directly used the Holy Shield and used the twelve seconds of invincibility to avoid this terrible damage. Even though this blow shattered the earth and smoke and dust flew all over the sky, he did not receive any damage.

Constantine was in no hurry. His main body was fighting with the shadow dragon, while his second head just bit Ryan tightly, waiting for the end of the Holy Shield. He could not bite through her enchanted plate armor, but the opponent's strength was not enough to break free from his bite force of dozens of tons.

Ryan was not in a hurry. His right half of the body was bitten, so he quickly took out a matchlock gun loaded with gunpowder and bullets from the dimensional bag with his left hand. He pulled the trigger at the blue dragon's eyes, and a lead bullet, surrounded by smoke and flames, hit the blue dragon's right eye, creating a bright and beautiful bouquet of scarlet flowers!

Constantine had never expected that the other party would play this trick. The severe pain from his broken eyes made him subconsciously relax his bite on the warlord. Ryan struggled to climb out of the dragon's mouth, holding the sword high in both hands. The sacred and magnificent golden flames of Allah once again soared into the sky! Transformed into a sky-covering fire tree!

And this giant flaming tree, a mixture of light and fire, wrapped around the warmaster's giant sword, and as she swung it, it slashed heavily at Constantine.

Holy Slash!!!

Constantine stared with his three intact eyes, and found that the attack range was so huge that there was only a dazzling golden flame in front of him, and there was no way to hide or dodge! At this critical moment, a huge hand made of bones suddenly grabbed Lion's body and pulled her in front of Aenarion. A pair of white bone wings that covered the sky and the sun, relying on the characteristics of immunity to damage, withstood her killing move.

"Aenarion! It's you again!!!"

Ryan was a little crazy at the moment, just like last time. Every time when she could kill the Christian leader, this person would block her fatal blow with the [Death Grip] that forced others to move and the [Wings of Shelter] that exempted one damage.

The power of his own Holy Slash is far greater than that of an ordinary Holy Knight, but it consumes more mana than an ordinary Holy Slash. The Holy Knight is not as biased as the Priest.

He is not a spellcaster, but more of a warrior. His mana is very low. He is level 20 now, and with some equipment support, he only has 100 mana. He has to keep some for the use of Divine Shield... He must fight quickly.

At this moment, Hepans also swooped down on the golden dragon, wanting to deal with Ryan together with her mount while the shadow dragon was stopped by Constantine and unable to send reinforcements.

The warmaster of the First Legion took his time. He spread out six wings as black as night, flapped one wing to fly Aenarion away, and pointed the tip of his sword at the dragon in the sky.

Hepans narrowed her eyes and ordered the golden dragon to spit out dragon flames, dazzling the opponent's eyes with the dazzling golden dragon flames. She took the opportunity to untie the belt on her legs, jumped down with the spear in her hand, and tried to sneak attack the opponent just like the opponent attacked her in the first fight.

At the moment of falling to the ground, Hepans suddenly activated the Holy Shield to make herself immune to the damage of falling to the ground. The spear embroidered with the flag of Jesus pierced heavily into the opponent's shoulder armor. Although it did not break the armor, the huge impact force made Ryan unstable and half-knelt on the ground. The entire shoulder bone was shattered by this blow.

Ryan instantly cast a holy healing spell to heal the injury on his left shoulder. He supported himself with his left hand and climbed up. He raised the giant sword in his right hand high above his head to attract the opponent's attention.

Seeing that Hepans' eyes were moving towards his right hand, Ryan's left hand, which had just been supporting the ground, actually grabbed a handful of sand and dust when he stood up, and threw it out suddenly, covering Hepans' eyes.

When the opponent subconsciously closed his eyes and lost his vision, she tore open a scroll of magic dispel with her left hand, causing the opponent's invincible holy shield to shatter and dissipate like foam. Then, with a holy slash that covered the sky and the sun, she knocked the Grand Master of the Knights Hospitaller to the ground for the second time!

"Next, it's your turn, Ai! Na! Rui! Ang!!!"

Lion used Holy Healing for the second time to completely undo the damage just caused by the Grand Master. She gritted her teeth and said that her hatred for all the people present combined was not even one-tenth of that for Aenarion, who had instigated the rebellion of the Fallen Angels and attacked Thessaly.

"Aren't you known as the King of the Six-Winged Knights? Most of the First Legion are Christ's traitorous knights. You're using shadow sneak attacks, Ashina swordsmanship, and throwing sand. How can you be a knight?"

Aenarion responded hastily, using [Forced Damage Sharing] with the skeleton giant on his body, and shot out two chains again. However, there was no other way, the magic resistance of this paladin was terrifyingly high. If this three-ring spell couldn't penetrate it, then other spells would also be unable to break through the defense. However, both spells failed again.