As soon as Tiana took out the azure magic staff, the water element in the area that had once again thickened suddenly came alive. The originally dry air was filled with moist water vapor, and the hazy water vapor that had been lingering around Tiana became even more misty.
"Reynold is in charge of those aliens on the periphery. You two go closer and retrieve the Origin Crystal. I'll help you from the periphery with magic." Tiana took on the role of commander without any hesitation. The magic staff in her hand had already begun rapidly absorbing the dense water element in the area.
"Let's go!" Statholme the old monster shouted in a low voice. A plain and unadorned longsword about two fingers wide appeared in his hand. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already flown a hundred meters away, charging straight at those aliens who were conducting some sort of evil ritual.
Han Shuo was empty-handed. As soon as he saw Statholme make his move, he transformed into a streak of black lightning and followed closely behind Statholme. While he was in the air, Han Shuo's fingernails grew wildly. In the blink of an eye, they had grown to a meter long. The terrifying fingernails shone with the luster of a sharp blade.
Demonic arts like "Demonic Blades" could only be practiced when one had reached the Carnal Realm, because only when one's demonic body had reached this realm would one be able to stimulate the growth of Demonic Claws. However, those of the demonic school naturally wouldn't call their crazily growing fingernails "claws", hence the name "Demonic Blades".
After the fingernails grew to a meter long and were imbued with pure demonic yuan, the Demonic Blades formed truly had the sharpness of a sharp blade. They were even sharper than the average divine weapon. The name "Demonic Blades" was well deserved.
From a distance, Han Shuo looked like he was holding ten sharp, gleaming blades. Statholme the old monster took the time to glance behind him and was startled by the bizarre transformation of Han Shuo's hands. He thought to himself, Is this kid even human? How can his fingernails be sharper than the edge of a blade?
"Buzz buzz …"
The aliens who were conducting some sort of evil ritual immediately sensed the impending danger. An ear-piercing sound suddenly resounded through the sky. If it weren't for the fact that Han Shuo and the other three were true experts, ordinary people like Cecilia would've ruptured their eardrums just from the "buzz buzz".
"You take the left, I'll take the right. Charge!" Stratholme the old monster bellowed. His handsome face had an unhealthy shade of ashen. Before Han Shuo could agree, the old monster's speed suddenly multiplied. In the blink of an eye, he streaked across the surface of the great lake and landed on the island filled with aliens.
Statholme swung the longsword in his hand. His formless fighting aura burst forth like a flood. The dozen or so aliens that were closest to Statholme suddenly exploded when they were still three meters away from him.
Swordsmen and knights would have different colors once they obtained fighting aura. From the light blue of a trainee swordsman to the golden yellow of a sacred swordsman, they were all different. Legend has it that only experts who had broken through to sacred swordsman would be able to return to their original state and make their fighting aura colorless and formless. This Statholme before him was clearly a true expert who had broken through to the sacred swordsman realm.
If it wasn't for Han Shuo's powerful consciousness that allowed him to constantly pay attention to Statholme's movements, he might not have been able to detect the extremely terrifying formless and formless fighting aura condensed in his longsword. This kind of formless fighting aura contained a frightening power that would give anyone a headache in battle.
Powerful indeed! He was indeed a genuine demigod expert! No wonder sacred swordsman Karel and Dempus were defeated with their tails between their legs. After witnessing the old monster Statholme's attacks, Han Shuo inwardly came to a conclusion.
While observing Statholme, Han Shuo's own movements weren't slow at all. When Statholme swept out with his sword, Han Shuo had also fallen into the group of aliens on the other side. Close to a hundred aliens with one or two horns on their heads, green skin, and python tails fixed their ice-cold and emotionless green eyes on Han Shuo's body. Dozens of aliens had already charged over.
"Hehe, this demonic technique of the Demonic Blades, I'll use you guys to try it out!" Han Shuo sneered and muttered to himself in a low voice. His hands that were as sharp as blades suddenly intersected and danced at high speed. Streaks of dazzling rays of light flashed and Han Shuo swept forward amidst his sneer.
The dozens of aliens surrounding him seemed to have been sliced by a sharp weapon at high speed. Their bodies that were dashing towards Han Shuo suddenly split into pieces. Some of the aliens still maintained their running motions, but their heads and half of their bodies suddenly flew out.
The dozens of aliens turned into broken limbs in the blink of an eye. Perhaps it was because the Demonic Blades were swung too quickly by Han Shuo, or perhaps it was because the Demonic Blades were too sharp, but these aliens didn't even let out a scream. There wasn't even a hint of pain on their faces.
In the blink of an eye, all of them had turned into broken limbs.
As if an invisible sharp weapon was constantly whirling around Han Shuo, as he dashed towards the center of the small island, the bodies of the aliens surrounding him strangely split into pieces. Not a single one of them could even get within three meters of Han Shuo.
Lightning sacred magus Reynold, who had just released a large-scale lightning magic, had an ugly expression on his face. He said in a low voice, "What a terrifying kid. No wonder Brettel City dares to be so presumptuous!"
As soon as Reynold's words fell, dense elements of lightning suddenly converged from all directions. Under the clear sky, hundreds and thousands of lightning bolts the size of an infant's arm intertwined in the air like dragons and snakes, accompanied by the rumbling of thunder. All of them smashed towards the island at the center of the great lake.
Han Shuo had finally experienced how frightening the magic of a sacred magus was!
Hundreds and thousands of lightning bolts struck, as if a thunderstorm had fallen from the clear sky. The sky was filled with frightening lightning bolts of varying thicknesses. Although Reynold's target was only the island at the center of the great lake, the area covered by the "Lightning Omnipresent" magic was obviously not limited to that.
Under the intertwining of the lightning, the clear blue lake suddenly turned into a sea of electricity. The rumbling thunder completely shattered the tranquility of the great lake. Columns of water mixed with the power of lightning soared into the sky. These water columns were extremely turbid, having been blasted out from the deepest part of the lake by the lightning power.
Strands of lightning power flooded the great lake. There were also some small fishes and shrimps that couldn't even be considered as magical beasts. All of them floated to the surface with their bellies turned white and dead.
The outer perimeter was already so frightening. Naturally, the aliens on the island, who were the main target, were in an even more tragic state. Lightning bolts as thick as an infant's arm struck down densely, leaving almost no gaps between them. After the lightning power entered the bodies of the aliens, all of them collapsed with thick black smoke rising from their bodies.
Under the attack of the lightning power, not a single one of the aliens with three horns or less survived.
The three horned aliens were trembling uncontrollably. They should have suffered serious injuries. Only the four-horned alien was unscathed. Their green eyes locked onto Statholme and Han Shuo, preparing to gang up on the two.
Before the lightning bolts from the four five-horned alien leaders could approach them, they were already destroyed by the energy they emitted. They couldn't cause any injuries at all. Of the four alien leaders, two remained where they were, continuing to maintain the operation of the altar. The other two slowly rose into the air and gradually moved towards Statholme and Han Shuo.
As the main attackers, Han Shuo and Statholme naturally wouldn't be affected by this kind of large-scale lightning magic. They continued to charge towards the altar with unstoppable momentum.
The aliens with one or two horns on their heads didn't have any opportunity to attack Han Shuo and Statholme. Under the attacks of the two, they could only be slaughtered. The aliens with three horns on their heads could already make use of their high speed and the defensive strength of their bodies to barely block the attacks of the two. However, they still couldn't stop the two from charging forward.
However, the aliens with four horns on their heads could already fly high in the sky. More than a dozen of these aliens separately surrounded Han Shuo and Statholme. Even the sharp longswords and weapons in Statholme's and Han Shuo's hands could only leave bloody marks on their bodies. They couldn't kill them as easily as before.
Although the aliens with four horns on their heads were a bit weaker than the human sacred swordsmen, the difference wasn't too great. Even Han Shuo and Statholme were temporarily trapped by these terrifying aliens with four horns on their heads.
What was even more frightening was that two of the alien leaders with five horns on their heads had already walked down from the altar. Han Shuo had long been aware of the strength of these two alien leaders. Their green eyes were cold and devoid of any human emotion. As they approached, a destructive aura began to madly converge on their bodies.
"Elder sister Tiana, we can start now!" Suddenly, the old monster Statholme yelled loudly.
"Hold on for two minutes. We'll be done soon!" Tiana's response came from an unknown distance away.
Han Shuo could feel the temperature of the entire space rapidly cooling down. The great lake below, which had been raging just a moment ago, had actually turned into a thick layer of ice at some unknown time. Lightning and thunder still crashed down from the sky from time to time, but they couldn't break through the thick layer of ice.
What was more shocking was that the surrounding temperature was still plummeting. There didn't seem to be a shred of warmth between heaven and earth other than a bone-chilling cold.
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