Early September.
Valhalla Canyon, deep into the night.
Located about three hundred kiloters outside the eastern border of the Arolan Kingdom, the valley stretched far and wide, with treacherous terrain, serving as a hidden shortcut to the Arolan Kingdom.
Towering cliffs rose thousands of ters high on both sides of the canyon, with sharp peaks piercing the sky and nurous daunting ravines like a series of shocking scars.
The bright moonlight showered the rock walls of the canyon, where the edges faintly revealed strange vegetation swaying in the night wind.
However, the serenity that should have been there was shattered by the clamor of battle.
Every clash was accompanied by the thunderous crash of collapsing rocks and falling trees, deafening to the ear.
Surging magic power ran wild in the canyon, forcefully pushing back the roaring waters, which flowed backward in mid-air, bellowing with a thunderous roar.
The ground cracked open frequently, with countless deep fissures snaking through, splitting the foundational rocks of the canyon layer by layer.
Where the terrifying aftermath of the magic power swept through, everything turned into nothingness.
This no longer seed like a force that humans could possess.
At the center of the battle stood a woman clad in silver armor, none other than the Immortal Sword Saint Juliana of the Arolan Kingdom.
Her armor was covered with a crisscross of scars, with bright red blood gushing out of the crevices unrestrained.
Yet even so, she stood tall like a pine, with the snow-bright longsword in her hand whose cold edge seed capable of slicing through a myriad of illusions.
Facing her was a figure in black, hovering in the high sky.
He wore a long coal-black coat, his back turned to the night sky and bright moon, holding a chanical staff in his hand. Beneath the drifting mist, one could vaguely see his handso yet cold and indifferent face, with eyes that shimred with a contemptuous arrogance that looked down upon all beings.
The heart-pounding magic fluctuation that enveloped him felt like a tangible heavy pressure, weighing heavily on Juliana’s heart.
Ge Yate raised his staff again.
In an instant, countless dark shadows erged from the void, enveloping the entire canyon under their massive swarm.
They glowed with an ominous black light, their alien-shape thorny and sharply angled, emitting a chilling aura as they headed straight for Juliana’s vitals!
Juliana clenched her silver teeth, her eyes sharp with determination.
Just tens of minutes ago, she had led her light cavalry beasts sneaking through the canyon, carrying the returning students of the Royal Arolan Academy.
Initially, at the end of August, she had been leading students from the far eastern regions at the very edge of the Hutton Kingdom back to the Arolan Kingdom.
A war had suddenly erupted en route, the Magic Energy Rail Train was damaged, communications were cut off, and they had had to change their route several tis.
Now, finally about to reach the Arolan Kingdom, they just needed to pass through the hidden Valhalla Canyon and sneak hundreds of kiloters to reach the territory of the Arolan Kingdom.
Out of nowhere, a strange mist erged, followed by that chilling figure appearing in the high sky above the canyon...
Juliana realized instantly that it was the Third Army God Ge Yate from the Cerryti Empire, conferred the title of the Seat of Entwined Agate, who had found them!
Logically, the Seat of Entwined Agate Ge Yate should have been with the main force of the Cerryti Empire, present on the battlefields to the west of the Arolan Kingdom.
It didn’t make much sense for him to take such a long detour to appear hundreds of kiloters on the eastern side of the Arolan Kingdom!
Encountering the Third Army God Ge Yate here could only an one thing: their luck was terribly bad.
Juliana flicked her wrist, and her sword light transford into thousands of phantoms, shattering the dark shadows into oblivion.
Yet the shattered shadows regrouped in mid-air, turning into an even denser field of blades, covering half the sky!
With continuous sword strikes, Juliana fended off the onslaught, her blade turning the shadows into specks of light that scattered and vanished.
But no matter how fiercely she fought, the relentless tide of shadows kept advancing like a flood, gathering more and more until they engulfed her completely in the blink of an eye.
Countless blades pierced into Juliana’s armor, emitting a grating noise, with blood splashing out from the cracks, tracing seductive arcs in the air.
Ge Yate’s illusion techniques and attack spells blurred the line between illusion and reality, leaving her struggling to discern the truth.
"Break for !!"
Juliana, gripping her glittering silver longsword, discharged sword qi in all directions, slashing with lightning speed towards Ge Yate. Agile in her movents, wherever the sword pointed rocks shattered and the ground collapsed—the fearso shockwave swept across miles of the canyon.
Ge Yate dodged with composure; his figure was like a puff of black smoke, weaving and dodging through Juliana’s sword moves; whenever her blade nearly grazed him, he would lightly tap his chanical staff, and phantoms would erge from all directions, confusing Juliana’s judgnt.
Juliana gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing with furious light, facing the War God once again.
The Seat of Entwining Agate Ge Yate, skilled in illusion and seal techniques, not only possessed magic power beyond human limits, his attributes made it nearly impossible for the enemy to escape from before him; Juliana had no choice but to entangle with Ge Yate, hoping that so students could rush back to the Arolan Kingdom for help.
But even with her incredibly strong life force, she wasn’t sure if she could hold out long enough against Ge Yate.
The [Seal] attribute was indeed overpowering against [Regeneration], and her spiritual attribute was not high enough, her resistance to [Illusion] was insufficient, Ge Yate’s multifarious illusion techniques could not only control and disrupt her but even cause her real harm!
No matter what, she had no choice but to fight.
A surge of overwhelming might burst forth from within her, sweeping across heaven and earth as if a divine being had descended!
It was a force capable of severing fate and reversing life and death, the illumination of a soul once paragon to the divine, radiating from the "Original Tablet-Rebirth!"
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