The battle in the sky above the Dragon Cave continued.
For grade 4 powerhouses, magic power, health, and stamina — factors that limited low-level combatants in the past — were no longer worth mentioning.
As a grade 4 Elven Sword Saint, there were roughly two paths of development.
One was to sacrifice all of one's magic power, health, stamina, and mental strength in pursuit of the greatest output and the most terrifying destructive power. The other was to convert all of one's strength into extreme speed, the Galestorm Sword Saint.
Agassi was undoubtedly walking on the latter path!
In every single attack, Agassi's basic attack strength might not be eye-catching, barely exceeding the threshold of a thousand degrees. However, what was terrifying was his extreme speed and Gale Steps that allowed him to appear and disappear unpredictably.
His sword was like a bolt of lightning streaking across the sky. His enemies could only see his afterimage in the air, and each of his attacks was actually a combination of dozens or even hundreds of attacks. No matter how sturdy the armor or defensive spells were, they would quietly shatter under the crazy stacking of critical damage.
His movements were as graceful and agile as a dance. No matter how fierce the enemy's attacks were, he could advance and retreat calmly, annihilating the enemy in the blink of an eye …
It was hard to describe the strength of a grade 4 Galestorm Sword Saint, no matter how perfect a poem was. But facing this clumsy pseudo-grade 4 Spellcaster from another world, he could not completely kill his opponent!
Standing high above the Dragon Cave's Floating Ship, this evil witch made of pure black smoke was like a cockroach that could not be killed. Not only was her evil witchcraft very difficult to deal with, even her body shrouded in black smoke was not afraid of any form of attack.
The shadow body formed from energy did not have any fatal or vital points unique to flesh and blood creatures!
Relying on the fact that the strength of her spells was far higher than the Galestorm Sword Saint's, who relied on speed and physique to win, the Black Smoke Uza displayed the power and brutality of a Spellcaster to the fullest.
Relying on the endless supply of magic energy, the Black Smoke Uza did not have to worry about running out of witchcraft. Thus, he frequently cast extremely powerful dark spells in hopes of delaying his opponent's movements.
The Galestorm Sword Saint Agassi's figure was as fast as the wind, able to freely pass through the paper-thin gaps. However, in the face of the 360-degree darkness that covered the entire map and had no blind spots, he could only furiously flee.
Whenever the Storm Sword Saint was forced far away, Black Smoke Uxar would do his best to repair his body or replenish his defensive spells. In any case, he had a lot of mana to squander, so Black Smoke Cloud was overclocking as much as he could without any qualms about selling his father's farm.
Under her unrestrained and wanton attacks, the green magic forest around the dragon cave could be considered to have suffered an undeserved catastrophe!
The dark matter that gushed out like a tidal wave transformed the Illusory Magic Forest, which was originally filled with lush greenery, into a netherworld. It was clearly a bright and sunny afternoon, but within a three kilometer radius of the dragon cave, all light had mysteriously disappeared. Everything was enveloped in a layer of dusky mist.
The sky was grey, the earth was grey, everything in the world was grey.
Looking into the distance in this strange and terrible gray mist, the outline of the whole world still existed, but all the objects had changed from their original colors to the present undulating, dark gray blocks of different shades. It was as if a powerful god had suddenly extracted all the colors of this world, leaving it with the most basic, most monotonous … grey!
Ordinary people might not understand what this scene meant.
But Agassi knew!
The Dark Witch who had unscrupulously poured out her evil power had actually used her body as a medium to open up a crack to the Shadow Plane. The changes in the three kilometer radius around her body were actually strange illusions formed by the power of the Shadow World projected into the Faern Plane.
The Shadow World was a special plane that was completely made up of shadow matter, and was bordered by almost all material planes.
As a large plane that was completely open, the Shadow Plane never rejected any outsiders' visits. It was not like ordinary material planes that had indestructible plane barriers that prevented all beings from visiting and connecting to the plane. It used this method to protect its own plane's consciousness.
The Shadow World was like a public area that could connect all planes. Anyone who had mastered the power of shadow could use the Shadow Plane to freely travel between two different planes. Of course, the premise was that the two planes would not reject their entry.
The Shadow World was so generous to those who controlled the power of shadow, so it became a great weapon in their hands. As long as they could open up a crack to the Shadow Plane during a battle, they could continuously use the power of the Shadow World to infect the surrounding planes.
The infected planes would be assimilated into a monotonous space with only shadow energy in a short period of time.
This way, the enemy could only fight in the opponent's home field of shadows!
After all, Ulthar was only a grade 3 Dark Witch, and she only had a grade 3 Dark Pearl in her hands. Therefore, the limit of her shadow space was three kilometers, and she could not further expand her domain of darkness.
However, this result was enough!
If the Gale Swordsaint Agassi wanted to attack Ulthar's shadow body, he would have to travel through the dark shadow space. Ulthar could use her affinity with shadow energy to grasp Agassi's position at a glance.
This way, even if Agassi was not in her line of sight, she could use her super long-range energy attacks to force Agassi to dodge. Ulthar was like a terrifying poisonous spider hiding behind layers of spider webs, quietly and patiently waiting for the enemy to fall into her trap.
At this moment, Ulthar's heart was unprecedentedly free and unrestrained!
This was a powerful power that only a grade 4 powerhouse could control, and it was also the feeling of extreme power that only grade 4 powerhouses could experience. Meanwhile, as a Tier 3 Dark Witch, she had actually experienced this in an Otherworld by relying on a simple energy infusion system.
This kind of extreme experience intoxicated her, and she wanted to keep this power for herself forever.
She was like a madwoman, completely addicted to the extreme experience of being able to summon the power to destroy heaven and earth with just a wave of her hand or foot. She madly attacked the detestable little bug that was jumping around in her Shadow Space, delusional enough to use balls of shockingly powerful Shadow Energy to completely destroy it.
Unfortunately, she was not very familiar with the control of this extreme power that was completely beyond her ability, and her method of using the power was so crude that it was hard to look at it directly. If not for the suffocating magical energy, she might not have been able to defend against the Gale Swordsaint Agassi's ferocious attacks even with the support of the Wizard's Pagoda system.
After several attempts, Agassi realized that he could not completely kill this pseudo-grade 4 Witch, so he focused his attacks on the giant floating ship that Ulthar was on.
Streaks of sharp blade aura kept falling on the metal shell of the floating warship that was several meters thick, leaving terrifying crisscrossing marks on its surface.
After all, Ulthar's defenses could not protect such a huge floating ship, so she could only step up her attacks, forcing Agassi to keep dodging and reducing the frequency of his attacks.
The metal shell of the floating ship was several meters thick, and the energy field that was instilled within it might be an impenetrable wall to others, but to a grade 4 Sword Saint, it was no obstacle at all.
If not for Ulthar's interference, with Agassi's strength, a triple Shattering Slash would have been enough to destroy it!
So an hour after the battle started, the battlefield shifted from the vast space outside to the narrow, winding metal tunnel inside the floating ship.
Here, the Gale Swordsaint Agassi fully displayed his unpredictable movements and speed, launching a life-and-death battle with Ulthar in the narrow space.
Every time, Ulthar's shadow body would be sliced into thousands of pieces of shadow energy, which would then explode into a terrifying energy storm that could annihilate a normal grade 4 Witch.
In order to avoid the energy storm, Agassi was forced to retreat from the floating ship.
By the time he changed directions and broke into the ship from another angle, Ulthar had already rushed over with a new shadow body and engaged him in a fierce battle.
This tactic was actually quite effective!
The battle extended to the heart of the enemy. Every time an energy storm erupted, the one who suffered the most was not Agassi, who fled in a sorry state, but the floating ship that could not bear the burden.
After all, it was not a metal monster controlled by the grade 3 brain monster Gazru, who could transform and repair itself at any time. Instead, it was a secondary metal fortress supported by the modified energy circulation system and Grimm's chip. So, as the energy storm continued to wreak havoc, more and more of the floating ship's energy system was damaged.
The direct result of this was … a large amount of magic energy that could be supplied to Ulthar was lost, and the amount of magic energy that Ulthar could control was decreasing!
When the floating ship's energy system was damaged by more than 37%, the power that Ulthar could control began to plummet uncontrollably.
The balance of power that the floating ship had maintained all this time was slowly slipping towards a point of imbalance!
Ulthar, Grimm, and every other sorcerer could do nothing about this.
After all, it was already a miracle that a group of grade 2 and grade 3 nobodies could hold off a grade 4 Elven Sword Saint for so long. Moreover, after fighting for one and a half hours, the Elven Sword Saint was not unscathed.
The omnipresent shadow energy was constantly attacking his body.
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