The appearance of the mysterious Tier 4 Elves caused them to stop in their tracks.
Tier 4 … There's actually a Tier 4 Elves among the enemies?
Before they could figure out the answer to this question, a new problem popped up in their minds.
If a battle broke out between two Tier 4 Elves, wouldn't it be extremely dangerous for them to stay here?!
Hence, the Elves who had been valiantly fighting a moment ago turned around and fled without any hesitation. In order to escape, many Elves even activated their precious acceleration tools.
This was the first time Ulthar had tasted such violent magical energy surging around her. She bent over and stared at the fleeing elves with a sinister smile. The arrogance and conceit in her heart made her feel like she was on fire.
After all, many of these ants that were fleeing in all directions were fellows of the same cultivation realm as him! Yet now, all she had to do was show her face, and they could only flee at the sight of her.
This … This feeling of holding the life and death of one's enemy in the palm of her hand was simply intoxicating!
After laughing maniacally to his heart's content, Ulthar's laughter abruptly stopped, and a cold and merciless smile appeared on his face that was formed by the black smoke. He extended his right hand that was shrouded in black smoke and grabbed at the elves that were fleeing in the distance.
At this moment, the faster Elves were already more than a kilometer away, while the Elves at the back were about 800 meters away from Ulthar. However, in the eyes of a rank 4 Magus, this distance was no longer an obstacle!
A strange sizzling sound came from the void …
Behind the frantically fleeing elves in the distance, a black ghostly hand that was around half an acre in size abruptly appeared before grabbing onto five elves in one go.
Among them, there were four Tier 2 Elves and one Tier 3 Elf!
These Elves, who could be considered top-tier powerhouses on the Calan Continent, were now like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. No matter how much they struggled, they could not resist the terrifying ghostly hand's pressure.
As the ghostly hand closed, a frightening mist of blood gushed out of it. The sound of bones cracking could be heard as all the Elves were crushed into meat paste.
Blood, severed limbs, and pieces of flesh rained down from the sky …
Almost deranged, Ulthar opened his right hand, revealing the indistinguishable remains of flesh and blood.
Flesh, bones, limbs, and weapons and equipment were all crushed by a terrifying force before being fused together.
At this moment, the five elves had completely fused together, and there was no distinction between them!
The rest of the elves were all dumbfounded, but a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in their hearts.
When low-tier creatures encountered a Tier 4 powerhouse that stood at the peak of the Otherworld, they were practically powerless. Even if the Tier 3 Elves were here, they could only helplessly flee.
The gap between the strong and the weak, between life and death, was so huge that it was even to the extent that it was difficult to make up for it with quantity and skill!
"This is not your power!" Despite such a tragic scene, the Tier 4 Sword Saint managed to catch a glimpse of what was going on. "You borrowed this power …"
The towering black smoke crow laughed maniacally.
"I can't fool you in the end … but so what if you see through me? Tier 4 power is Tier 4 power! Even if it's borrowed, it's still Tier 4! "
Amidst his maniacal laughter, Ulthar lightly waved the staff in his left hand. Hundreds of spears of darkness appeared out of thin air and shot towards the Tier 4 Sword Saint. At the same time, Ulthar extended her right hand and controlled the massive ghost hand to slam down on the remaining elves.
In the blink of an eye, the remaining elves had already fled more than a kilometer away. Unfortunately, the moment the ghostly hand descended from the sky, their originally light and agile bodies immediately became incomparably heavy. Their movements became sluggish like clay statues, and they could only move forward in an absurd and laughable manner.
All of the elves looked up at the monstrous ghostly hand in horror, and their faces were filled with despair and fear. Unfortunately, at this moment, they couldn't even complete this simple action easily.
However, at this critical moment of life and death, a brilliant golden light that transcended time and space suddenly erupted from the center of the ghostly hand. In the blink of an eye, the ghostly hand was chopped into four or five pieces.
With the ghost hand destroyed, the terrifying aura that covered the heavens and the earth also crumbled.
The elves who had just escaped from their predicament were overjoyed. However, they didn't even have the courage to look back. They could only continue fleeing into the distance.
"Ah …"
Ulthar, who was over a kilometer away, suddenly clutched her right hand and screamed in pain.
At some point, crisscrossing golden lines had appeared on her smoky palm, dispersing her right hand into clumps of black smoke.
Meanwhile, across from her, the Tier 4 Sword Saint calmly sheathed his saber and glared at Ulthar coldly.
"You're just a pseudo-Tier 4 … Do you think you can go up against a real Tier 4 with your borrowed power? Today, I'll show you how a real Tier 4 combatant fights! "
In the next second, the Elven Sword Sage, who was still 300 meters away, disappeared.
Ulthar, who had just been injured, immediately felt a sense of danger. Ignoring the injury on her right hand, she swung the staff in her left hand in a circle and silently erected a thin barrier of darkness.
This barrier of darkness had appeared just in time!
Almost the moment it rose, hundreds of crisscrossing knife marks appeared on its surface.
If not for the protection of the barrier of darkness, the Sword Saint would have already dismembered Ulthar!
1,300 degrees!
Although the Tier 4 Sword Saint Agassi's attacks were so fast that they were difficult to capture with the naked eye, their power was not weak at all. An attack of 1,300 degrees was powerful enough to split apart a Tier 2 Wizard and his shield.
Ulthar wouldn't even have the chance to react or dodge.
Agassi silently appeared in front of Ulthar. The two of them stared at each other through the thin barrier.
Agassi coldly glanced at Ulthar, then at the barrier made of pure dark matter. Only then did he shift his gaze to the floating ship beneath Ulthar.
His sharp intuition told him that this strange dark energy did not belong to the Dark Witch before him.
This strange Dark Force did not belong to the Dark Witch in front of him, but rather, it came from the metal spaceship beneath them. The metal spaceship, which had fallen askew at the entrance of the Dragon Cavern, was like a magic furnace, continuously sending the strange energy into the body of the Black Smoke Witch.
It was also because of the ship's energy that the Dark Witch was able to wield the terrifying power of a Tier 4 Wizard.
However, this power was borrowed and did not truly belong to her. That was why she seemed so stiff and sluggish when using it. Otherwise, a mere twenty Tier 2 and Tier 3 Elves would have been able to kill most of them in one move. She wouldn't have caused such an embarrassing situation.
Could it be that there was a Wizard Tower hidden in this metallic ship?
Agassi could not help but guess.
This was not the first time the Elves and Witches had fought. After such a long time of life and death battles, they naturally had a certain understanding of each other's fighting methods.
The most powerful means that Witches used to protect themselves was probably the Wizard Tower!
Although there were not many Tier 4 Wizards in the Faern Plane, it would not be a problem to gather more than ten of them. As for the Pale Witches, there were only two or three Level 4 Witches who had crossed over. The difference in the highest combat power between the two sides was so great, but the Faern powerhouses had been unable to expel the Witches from the Faern Plane. One of the main reasons was the Wizard Tower.
With the blessing and protection of the Wizard Tower, each Witch could exert a powerful combat power that was two or three times their own strength. Therefore, in the face of the Dark Island protected by the Wizard Tower, it was difficult for the Faern powerhouses to completely eradicate it.
Therefore, the powerhouses of the Faern Plane retreated to their respective mainland territories. They would rather endure the invasion and harassment of the Witches year after year than fight against the Dark Island that would always stand tall.
But now, a Dark Witch whose strength was only at Tier 3 had the strength of a Tier 4 Wizard with the help of a mysterious power. This … other than the Wizard Tower, was there any other means that could do this?
Relying on the protection of the Dark Barrier, Black Smoke Wusha quickly repaired the damage on her right hand. When she saw that the Elven Sword Sage had noticed the floating ship beneath her, she could not help but sneer, "So what if I let you see through me? If you want to destroy the floating ship, you'll have to go through me first! "
After saying that, Black Smoke Wusha waved her Wizard Staff lightly. Hundreds and thousands of Dark Spears appeared in the void again, madly attacking the Elven Sword Sage.
Agassi used Gale Step and quickly shuttled back and forth around Black Smoke Wusha. While dodging the Dark Witchcraft that was as dense as a rain, he kept slashing at the Dark Barrier.
Because his movements were too fast, often before the first scar disappeared, a second scar would appear on top of the first one. No matter how tough the Dark Barrier was, it would not be able to withstand such a fierce attack. Therefore, with a crisp cracking sound, the Dark Barrier that protected Black Smoke Wusha finally collapsed!
Of course, Agassi would not miss such an opportunity. With a step, he flashed to Black Smoke Wusha's side.
However, just as he was about to use the swift sword formation to cut this hateful enemy into pieces, a kind of intuition that came from the depths of his soul silently surged in his heart.
Agassi, who treasured his combat intuition the most, did not dare to hesitate. He quickly turned around and actually dodged a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye. This was not the teleportation or flash that spellcasters often used. It was just a kind of strange vision formed when an individual's movement speed reached a certain extreme.
In the next second, a large mass of Dark Matter that spread out from Black Smoke Wusha's body completely enveloped the area within a hundred meters around her. If Agassi was still there at this moment, he would definitely not be able to escape the invasion and assimilation of the Dark Matter.
Agassi turned around in horror, and instantly felt the terrifying lethality from the Dark Matter that made him feel despair.
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