The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

In other words, Seifern sensed the change in the airflow and hurriedly transformed her body into a wind element state, which was how she barely managed to dodge the attack.

At that moment, the sound of something cutting through the air had just begun.

“Interesting…” Severine narrowed her eyes, her initial disdain lessening.

"But as you can see, this level of attack poses no threat to me."

After saying that, she conjured two sharp wind blades in her hands and shot them at Anna as if she were going to retaliate in kind.

The wind blades sliced ​​through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound; their power was clearly not to be underestimated.

Severine deliberately controlled the speed of the wind blades, wanting Anna to suffer more.

"A wind-attribute demon?"

Seeing the opponent's methods, Anna suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She took out the Shudrom Bow and slowly drew back the bowstring.

Although she is not as experienced in combat as her teammates, she is not afraid of anyone when it comes to sniping from the middle.

As the bow was fully drawn, a bluish-green arrow of wind condensed and took shape on the bow.

Just as the wind blade was about to strike, Anna decisively released the bowstring.

"Oh!"

The arrows collided with the wind blades in mid-air, and the violent airflow made the clothes whistle.

The powerful wind blades instantly disintegrated, while the wind arrows, undiminished in momentum, hurtled straight towards Seiferin's chest.

Severine reached out, trying to freeze the wind arrow.

However, the storm power she controlled proved ineffective against the Shudrom Bow.

Severine's pupils contracted, and she quickly blurred her body again, but she was still grazed by the wind arrow.

Although the wound healed quickly, the arrow left a deep impression on her.

"This bow..." Severine muttered through gritted teeth, a glint of greed in her eyes, "is a waste to have it in your hands!"

She spread her arms, and the surrounding air currents swirled wildly, quickly forming a huge tornado.

The tornado, carrying countless tiny wind blades, swept towards Anna.

The hurricane roared in, penetrating everywhere, making it difficult for Anna to even stand, let alone aim.

Anna knew she couldn't just sit and wait to die, so she slammed her fist into the ground, creating a deep crater beneath her feet to steady herself and buy herself a chance to catch her breath.

"Do you really enjoy being trapped like a fish in a barrel?"

Severine sneered, her figure appearing in the center of the tornado as she swooped down towards Anna.

This time, Anna instantly drew the Shudrom Bow to its full extent.

The light emanating from the bowstring was even more dazzling than before, and even before the arrow was released, it exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

Sensing the danger, Severine abandoned her attack without hesitation and vanished into the wind.

All that remained for Anna to aim at were the raging tornadoes.

"call out!"

A sharp, piercing sound suddenly rang out.

Anna fired an arrow into the center of the tornado, missing its target.

The arrow contained power that directly tore apart the core of the tornado, scattering it completely.

The hurricane dissipated instantly, and a brief period of calm returned to the surroundings.

"Let's see if you can even shoot a third arrow!"

Severine suddenly appeared and was next to Anna in the next second.

If you think she only hides in the distance and manipulates hurricanes to attack enemies, you are sorely mistaken. The Wind Demon's true power is unleashed when she is up close.

At that moment, a high-speed spinning, cutting whirlwind materialized in Severine's palm, propelling it toward Anna with destructive force.

Just as the windball was about to hit, a green beam of light suddenly appeared in the sky, completely enveloping Anna.

Sylphine's windball struck the pillar of light, only creating a faint ripple before being completely neutralized.

This scene made Severine's eyes widen.

"This is impossible!"

This was her strongest attack, and even a power demon would be severely injured if it took it head-on, yet it couldn't even budge a small barrier.

“There are many things you don’t understand,” Anna chuckled.

The next moment, her body seemed to be lifted up by some mysterious force, breaking free from the constraints of gravity, and slowly rising along the green pillar of light.

Immediately afterwards, a huge phantom descended from the sky.

The Stormbringer, a colossal mech summoned by the Shudrom Bow, made its appearance, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

It wasn't until Sephlin watched helplessly as Anna was sucked into the red crystal on her chest by the Stormbringer that she realized she had chosen the worst possible opponent.

When her prized ability to control storms was also lost, only death awaited her.

"A perfect shot, the Shudrom Bow!"

Anna's voice came from inside the mech.

The Stormbringer drew back the Shudrom Bow, which had grown to dozens of times its original size.

The storm power that once helped Seiferin defeat countless opponents has now become her greatest constraint, making escape a distant dream.

The next moment, an unstoppable arrow of light pierced through Severine's body.

The storm subsided, leaving only a sandbag-sized demon blood soul floating in the air, a testament to the existence of the Wind Demon.

Chapter 621 Vener's Return of Ten Thousand Swords

"Prism Corridor!"

With a low shout, Ymir waved his hands, and countless prisms reappeared.

The blood at the corner of his mouth proved that he had suffered a severe backlash when Vina broke his barrier.

However, he no longer needed to be distracted or hold back; the entire prism space transformed into a complex icosahedral prison, with each inch of its surface reflecting different angles and layers.

"Are you planning to use the same trick on me twice?"

Vina sneered, and the holy sword Escudo in his hand instantly burst forth with dazzling light.

Surprisingly, these rays of light were not reflected by the prism as before, but instead passed directly through the mirror and spread outwards without any obstruction.

It's like going from a perfectly reflective mirror to a completely transparent piece of glass.

"They responded really quickly," Viner couldn't help but mutter in admiration, her tone tinged with a hint of wariness.

"I'm sorry, if I could have exerted a little more power..." Escudo's voice echoed in his mind, sounding somewhat uneasy.

As the Holy Sword, she seemed to consider it a dereliction of duty for her to fail to reach her peak performance.

Even if the lockdown is lifted to the second phase, Escudo is confident that he can crush it directly.

“This isn’t your problem,” Viner reassured Little E in a lighthearted tone. “There’s no reason why someone who can’t beat a person should blame their weapon.”

Despite his nonchalant tone, Wiener kept a close eye on Ymir's movements, not daring to relax for a moment.

The other party clearly did not give up after the first failure.

The twenty prisms vibrated simultaneously, and then twenty clones of Wiener were reflected in their images.

These clones stepped out of the mirror, their aura chilling, their swords aimed directly at Venus himself.

Just as Vena was about to summon the Crimson Knights to counter them, Tissa anticipated his thoughts and immediately warned, "No! Summoning the Knights will only increase their numbers!"

Before he finished speaking, twenty clones attacked Vina simultaneously with fierce and powerful attacks.

Just as they were about to approach Vina, a golden light suddenly shone, and a golden suit of armor protected Vina's entire body.

Although the Phoenix Cloth's power has not fully recovered, it can still easily block attacks of this magnitude.

But at the same time he put on the Phoenix Armor, these clones also donned full-body golden armor.

Wiener swept away these clones and found that although they were very similar to him in appearance and aura, their equipment was just a phantom projection. He breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought they could even copy equipment."

Even if we can't replicate the equipment, it'll be more than enough to deal with you!

Ymir's voice echoed continuously in the Prism Corridor.

He knew that human heralds, when given a suitable weapon, could unleash more than 120% of their power.

Even if it can't replicate the effects of the weapon and can only unleash 70-80% of its power, it can still achieve the effect of "many ants can kill an elephant" by relying on the constant replenishment from the mirror world.

Surely no one's strength lies entirely in their weapons?

Ymir thought to himself, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Hey, you guys want to imitate my face, I won't hold it against you. After all, I've done plenty of these things myself, so I have no right to criticize you."

Wiener spoke casually, as if he were the one in danger, not someone else.

"But I'm sorry if you want to imitate my weapon."

"Today I'll show you what it means for pirated goods to lose to genuine ones."

Before he finished speaking, Vena withdrew the Zhe Na and replaced it with the Seven Star Sword.

In an instant, the twenty clones surrounding him also moved, and the longswords in their hands instantly transformed into replicas resembling the Seven Star Sword.

Then Venerer summoned thirty-five auxiliary swords from the ring.

These flying swords hovered in the air, emitting a sharp, cold light.

The clones followed suit, each summoning a similar flying sword.

In an instant, the entire Prism Corridor was filled with countless flying swords, making it impossible to tell who summoned them all.

"What are you doing? Trying to perform a juggling act?"

Ymir's voice carried a hint of mockery, clearly unaware of the gravity of the situation.

Weina ignored his contempt and simply said, "Since this Prism Corridor allows the Holy Sword's radiance to shine through, it naturally cannot prevent external light from entering."

"Do you know that there is a light that is older than the holy sword?"

With a flick of his fingers, thirty-five flying swords, like stars, shimmered with a captivating light, moving in rhythm with his breath.

At the same time, a dazzling array of starlight suddenly poured down from the sky, enveloping the entire Prism Corridor.

These starlight points precisely onto Venus, adding to his imposing and sacred aura.

Ymir's expression finally changed, and a hint of unease flashed in his eyes.

He had a vague feeling that the battle was gradually slipping out of his control.

"Tiangang Sword Formation!"

With a low shout, Viner pointed his Seven Star Sword sharply towards the sky.

In an instant, thirty-five auxiliary swords shot out like meteors, intertwining to form a complex and mysterious sword formation.

The sword energy crisscrossed, forming a huge circle.

The clones also tried to control their own flying swords, but found that all the summoned flying swords had escaped their control.

How could a mere clone summoned by a demon possibly comprehend the profound mysteries of the Heavenly Gang Sword Formation?

The flying swords they summoned not only failed to harm Viner in the slightest, but instead became his aid.

Nearly a thousand flying swords merged into one under the guidance of the sword formation, transforming into a near-perfect sword domain containing destructive power surpassing that of the Holy Sword.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

With a low shout, Viner slashed down with the Seven Star Sword in his hand.

In an instant, the Heavenly Gang Sword Formation was pushed to its limit, with nearly a thousand flying swords intertwining to form a vast sea of ​​swords, distorting even space itself in its wake.

The mere aftershocks of the sword formation's spread pulverized the clones created by the prism.

Their weapons, their figures, and even their remaining breath were all reduced to nothing by this one strike.