The surging crowd rushed towards the pyramid under Chen Ang's feet. A tall jackal-headed Grim Reaper with a pair of halberds leaped high into the air. Edward and Y 'lisabet had no choice but to fight them head-on. Edward drew out his crossguard. His grip on the hilt was very strange. His other hand could hold the back of the hilt, and his right thumb rested on the blade.
He placed the hilt below his waist, and the blade was slanted upwards. The tip of the sword was pointed in the direction of the jackal-headed man's face.
This was the Plow Stance, one of the four basic starting stances of the German Richard School of Swordsmanship. This was where Edward's basic swordsmanship came from. In the God Realm, there were many strange and powerful swordsmanship, but as an orthodox knight, the military swordsmanship that Edward learned was the foundation of his strength. When he was diligently learning military swordsmanship in the world of the Heavenly Kingdom, a newcomer who was in the same batch as him was obsessed with the Elven swordsmanship in the One Ring that was strengthened by the God Realm. But when he grew step by step to the position of captain, that teammate who learned the Elven swordsmanship had already died in a certain mission.
From then on, Edward knew that dazzling and complicated skills might not be as suitable for him as well-tempered and simple skills.
The strengthening of the Red Dragon blood gave him infinite strength and endless energy. The Templar Kokyu-ho strengthened in God's Realm allowed him to fight with ease and determination. Facing the halberd in mid-air, he held the crossguard sword horizontally with both hands. The standard military swordsmanship allowed him to easily pour all the strength in his body into the sword in his hand. The huge strength of the humanoid red dragon made the blade of his sword as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Although the jackal-headed man in mid-air was tall, it had no leverage point. When the sword and halberd collided, the jackal-headed man's hands shook violently, and its body suddenly lost its balance. After Edward's sword was hindered, he quickly stabbed out from a tricky angle, and the blade easily pierced through the jackal-headed man's ribs. All this happened in the blink of an eye.
Edward's sword did not stop. He continued to slash down, splitting open the skull of a jackal-headed man who was rushing towards him. His body took half a step forward and dodged an incoming spear. He used his left arm to clamp the spearhead, and with his right hand, he swung the sword forward along the spear, cutting off a few of the jackal-headed man's fingers. At the same time, he stabbed and twisted his sword, ending its life.
Behind him, Y'lisabet took out her wand and shouted at the jackal-headed man, "Shadowless Divine Edge!"
The invisible sharp force field created chaos among the well-coordinated jackal-headed men, and Edward took this opportunity to kill a few more Death God's Guards. However, even though his strength was not ordinary, facing these Death God's Guards who were dozens of times stronger than ordinary people, he still felt somewhat helpless. Moreover, these Death God's Guards were the most outstanding soldiers. The long tempering in the Underworld had not only perfected their martial skills, but also allowed them to cooperate as if they were one person.
Any one of the jackal-headed creatures could be easily killed by Edward, but the fact that there were so many of them in battle made them even more threatening. After Edward made a lot of gains in the beginning, he quickly fell into a bitter battle. Even Y'lisabet was targeted by the priests of the Death Guards, who kept using spells to restrain her.
The Death God's Guards who rushed up to the pyramid felt as if they had hit an iron wall. They could only see the light of the swords rotating on the pyramid. Dozens of thin and small men in black slashed down with the curved swords in their hands. They were in groups of three. Some of them were low on the ground and swung down with a slash, while others jumped up nimbly, the light of the swords in their hands reflecting the bright moon in the sky.
There were also dozens of calm gunshots that sounded sporadically.
The jackal-headed creatures who climbed up to the pyramid were either hit in the legs, or had blood spurting out of their necks, or had their heads blown off by snipers. As soon as they came into contact with the jackal-headed creatures, they all fell. On top of the pyramid, Chen Ang still maintained a transcendent calmness. In front of him, there were already nearly a hundred Blood Clan members in black, silently forming the first line of defense.
Imoden stood tall in the midst of thousands of soldiers. Dozens of priests of the Death Guards beside him took out their hands and whispered incantations in the direction of Chen Ang. Imoden looked at Chen Ang with a silent expression. He saw Edward and Edward standing at the forefront of the battle line, and he just smiled coldly. A jackal-headed creature with a sword beside him, whose entire body turned illusory like a soul, whizzed toward Edward.
Its body was half illusory and half real. Like a phantom, it passed through countless Death Guards who were charging toward the pyramid. This was a real Death Guard, one of the most powerful beings under Imoden. As a sword servant, it had the same status as a priest who served God. In ancient Egypt, such a person was known as the Guard Captain because of his powerful swordsmanship.
Edward let out a furious roar, the longsword in his hand bursting with intense holy light. Using the strength of his waist, he circled and slashed with his crossguard, finally creating a relatively safe golden circle before the Death Guard arrived. There was not a single living Death Guard within the length of his arm and his sword.
Edward looked at the Death Guard Captain with a serious expression. He had already regarded it as the most terrifying enemy he had ever faced in this world. He held the sword horizontally, the hilt level with his shoulder. He looked at the tip of the sword, and all the holy power in his body was ready to be unleashed. At this moment, a green vine that looked like a python or a dragon popped up from under his feet and quickly grabbed onto Edward's right leg.
The snake-like carnivorous vine with long fangs bit toward Edward's thigh.
"Venomous Vine!" Y 'lisabet shouted anxiously. She quickly waved her wand, trying to cast a protective armor on Edward.
However, the venomous vine that Imoden had modified with the power of the curse was even more poisonous than when it was in the hands of a druid. Edward could already feel his right leg itching and numbing. The poison had penetrated through the armor and into his body. The venomous vine's snake-like fangs were even more poisonous. If he let it enter his blood, the consequences would be unimaginable.
What's more, there was also the Death Guard Captain who was rushing toward him with a sword.
Edward didn't know how many times he had cursed Hans and his teammates. They were dead, but he didn't know how many terrifying tricks they had left for Imoden. As soon as the Venomous Vine appeared, the captain of the Nightmare Team was in a desperate situation. If Edward swung his sword to deal with the Venomous Vine, then the Death Guard Captain's sword would pierce through his vitals. If he ignored this venomous snake, who knew what would happen?
Just when Edward was about to lose all hope, a flash of sword light appeared behind him. Luo Sheng lowered his body and swung his sword. When the Venomous Vine pounced toward Edward's throat, he cut off the head of the vine. The fanged mouth fell into the dust, and Edward let out a sigh of relief.
His longsword slashed forward, parrying the longsword of the Death God's Guard.
The flash of sword light in Luo Sheng's hand was like a swimming dragon or a lightning bolt, leaping through the throat of a nearby jackal-headed man. The two cooperated with each other and actually suppressed the Death Guard Captain. Edward's swordsmanship was like a knife chopping and an axe chopping, forming the framework for the joint attack. It was also up to him to quickly destroy the enemy's attack. Luo Sheng's sword light was like a butcher dismembering an ox, skillfully and easily filling in the flesh and blood of Edward's swordsmanship. When the jackal-headed man's attack was broken, Luo Sheng's sword would pierce into the gap and reap the enemy's life like a scythe.
Y'lisabet came back to her senses. With tears in her eyes, she set up iron armor for the two on the battlefield. At the same time, she waved her wand rapidly, desperately adding layers of obstacles in front of the two on the front line.
"Curtain of Darkness!" Y'lisabet heard someone behind her shout in a low voice.
Black fog floated several feet in front of Edward and Luo Sheng, blocking the Death Guard's sight. "Protect against long-range weapons!" Another protective spell was cast on the two. The arrows shot by the archers in the rear of the Death Guard formation were slid away by a smooth force field before they could reach the two.
Then, countless bats flew out from the entrance of the pyramid behind Y'lisabet and plunged into the Curtain of Darkness. Some of them lay on the jackal-headed man's throat and sucked blood, while others carried corrosive blood flames.
A bat transformed into a human in the air. The pale-faced David pierced the chest of a Death Guard with his aristocratic foil sword. Then another figure rushed out. David's body expanded several times, and the axe in his hand chopped down with unstoppable force, sending two Death Guards flying. The Arabian was agile, and the two scimitars in his hands drew two strange curves, slashing across the neck of a Death Guard.
The five Samsara travelers quickly expanded the battlefield, creating a defensive circle of about 15 feet, back to back with each other, protecting the entrance of the pyramid and Y'lisabet behind them.
Luo Sheng and Edward worked together, and after several rounds, finally created an opportunity. Luo Sheng's sword light was like a swimming dragon. He leaped into the air and lightly borrowed the strength of a Death Guard's spear. There was a sword cry, and like a flash of lightning in the air, Edward only saw a biting cold sword light piercing through the air. Even though the target was not him, he still felt chills all over his body.
The sword light tore through the golden defensive circle of the Death Guard's steady swordsmanship, and in the nick of time, pierced its throat. Although it seemed to be only a sword mark, in fact, its entire body was pierced by the sword Qi.
Edward was dumbfounded. The great difference between the two swordsmanship systems made it difficult for him to understand what was happening in front of him.
Even Imoden, who was surrounded by the Death Priests, could not help but look solemn for a moment when he saw the dazzling sword light. Then, he bent his palm like a hook and stretched it forward. A force containing the power of the curse broke through the air and tore at Luo Sheng.
Imoden's attack was not exquisite, but his power was as deep as the sea. Luo Sheng only felt an unparalleled force coming at him, like an avalanche, with hidden killing intent. Under this dark claw mark, even his soul seemed to be shaken, and he only felt that his mind was muddled. His life was hanging by a thread, but he was unable to fight back.
Edward stepped forward with his sword, but before he could block it, he felt a sharp pain in his head, and almost could not hold the cross sword in his hand.
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