But still, he couldn't completely block it.
Even though he had exhausted all his Spiritual Power and knelt on the ground dizzy, a few flas still fell from the sky.
Darren's eyes widened beneath the Iron Mask, as if recalling once again the ti his face was burned and disfigured, almost unable to imagine the pain everyone would soon suffer.
No!
He wanted to muster more power, but couldn't summon even a bit, filled with rage and frustration but not passing out.
Pure-colored beams of water light shot into the sky, finally extinguishing the remaining flas.
It turned out that the Priestess Cyan Blue by his side had already transford into a water being of pure color, using her power to extinguish those remaining flas.
"Good..."
Upon seeing this scene, Darren was so dazed that he finally collapsed on the ground.
At that mont, ti on the other side resud normally!
Everyone witnessed a shocking scene: the leader of the Sea God Cult, the High Priest Sky Blue, infamous over the White Sea, suddenly turned into a cloud of crimson blood mist, dead beyond doubt!
Could this really happen?
The Monarch powerful expert lurking in the dark was even more astounded, unable to comprehend what had just happened–how a Monarch could be killed so swiftly in a short exchange!
What on earth had taken place?
Had the High Priest Sky Blue been completely immobilized on the spot by so kind of binding power?
At that mont, Yeager noticed sothing: Chris's body was already covered with poison sores.
His beautiful visage was utterly destroyed, on the verge of death, experiencing unparalleled severe pain throughout his body, yet he endured silently without making a sound.
"Save him quick!" Yeager shouted.
A verdant glow appeared on Chris, the dreadful poison was gradually suppressed and neutralized, and the horrific sores slowly vanished. His previously grotesque, rotting features were once again transford into sothing of cold, cruel beauty, like a murderous angel.
Lilian was drenched in sweat, frantically using up her energy to invoke the power of the Spirit-returning Tree! The poison was much stronger than before; completely healing Chris would take at least a minute and would drain her strength completely!
After hearing her brother Darren speak, she did not glance even for an instant at the flas that would destroy her, focusing entirely on saving Uncle Chris.
Although both sides had clashed several tis, with the High Priest Sky Blue fallen and even the Fischer family mbers facing near annihilation, the entire battle lasted only about a dozen seconds.
Yeager transmitted his thoughts to Chris through "Issue Command".
[The man is hiding too well; I can't use "Target Lock" on that Monarch!]
But Chris had already caught the man's scent.
Then, suddenly, he swung his sword behind him, striking the body of Sage Dark Blue and severing the man's left arm in an instant!
The lancholic and handso Sage Dark Blue, unbeknownst to anyone, was already standing behind him.
Blood spurted out, and the slender arm was sliced off by the trendous force!
When ticulously dismbering the High Priest Sky Blue, Chris had been searching for Sage Dark Blue's hiding spot to no avail, so he kept pondering on what form the enemy might exist in.
Or after the High Priest Sky Blue died, would that enemy called Dark Blue perish or would he appear?
Due to insufficient knowledge in mysticism, Chris truly did not know the answer and had no choice but to assu the opponent would resurrect and show himself without hesitation.
"Lost disciples, just what kind of monsters are you?"
The brooding, handso man with purple hair had a somber expression. His slender right hand held a cyan-blue slender scepter that pressed down without any concern for his grave injuries.
Heavy!
Chris felt as though a kiloter-high terrifying tsunami bore down on him. Frowning deeply, he had no choice but to imdiately counter with the blade, wielding the special weapon given by the Romann family.
A deafening "boom" resounded!
The ground beneath his feet cracked imdiately, and he was pressed to his knees.
Extrely heavy!
The power of Bloodline of Sage Dark Blue was the "Tidal Spirit," different from that of his older brother, representing a special mystical presence, the very concept of tidal phenona.
His power contained the mighty force of the tide—the further the distance from the enemy, the weaker the effect, and each strike stronger than the last!
"Chris Fischer, I will rember you forever; you are a powerful Cyart heretic..."
Sage Dark Blue's expression was calm as he lifted his scepter high without hesitation, with more power than before!
The scepter's force was terrifyingly great, yet also extrely fast, and the scepter itself was a top-tier treasured artifact, possessing a significant mystical allure. These two factors combined made it impossible for Chris to dodge!
He could only defend with the weapon again. After another thunderous roar, his whole body knelt, almost lying prostrate on the ground.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The earth-shattering roar sounded once more, and the ground beneath both figures completely shattered.
Yet both Sage Dark Blue and Chris had extraordinary stability; their bodies remained firm, and their expressions calm.
At this mont, the Monarch powerful expert who had unleashed the flaming clouds from afar had rushed onto the island and was quickly closing in to within a few hundred ters of Chris.
It was a tall, middle-aged man in fiery red clothes, with deep tear tracks on his face and scales indicative of a dragon descendant.
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