When faced with Avery's request, they did not hesitate and readily agreed to cooperate.
The remaining few, such as the principal of Starfire Academy, a solitary dark mage, and the president of the adventurer's guild, appeared hesitant.
They were not natives of the kingdom.
Today they might encircle and kill night battle.
But perhaps in a few days they would be the ones suffering from any angle.
Having a powerful foreign force join them would benefit them greatly.
At least it could unify their relationship with the kingdom further.
If a few of you do not wish to participate.
I will not force you, but I ask that you observe from the sidelines and do not interfere with the battle.
Avery said, his expression darkening as he noticed their indecision.
They exchanged glances, clearly dissatisfied, but soon chose to join the assault.
After all, they would still have to navigate within the mo stone kingdom in the future, and openly defying the king's order would be tanamount to tearing their relationship with the kingdom apart, making it impossible for them to stay here afterward.
Ha.
Aver's face lit up with joy.
He knew the others would be unhappy, but it didn't team matter.
As long as they were willing to take action, he welcomed them.
Then please let us strike together and eliminate this foreign foe.
Although they had talked for a while, only a few breaths had actually passed.
Hearing the discussions around him, Knight Battle laughed in anger.
You really think of me as easy prey? Believing you can handle me.
Today, let me show you the difference between epic and legendary realms.
Just because you fought a few times against that flying insect, you think you can contend with a legendary realm.
You are merely ants.
No matter how many of you there are, what can you do? Saying this, night battle stopped holding back and began to unleash his full power.
A dense dark battle aura surged outward, spreading and corroding the surroundings with a doineering force as if it had intelligence of its own.
His eyes were blood red, like two burning fireballs, radiating intense, killing intent and fervor, resembling a tiger that had broken free from its cage.
A phantom dark mark appeared on his forehead, resembling the eye of a dark god, watching everything and exuding a profound, mysterious aura, guiding living beings to explore.
The surrounding air seemed to be infected by the dark battle aura, becoming heavy and oppressive, as if a force was pressing down on this space.
Gulp night battles transformation shocked and unsettled everyone present.
They had never witnessed such powerful battle aura and had never felt such terrifying pressure.
Even the recently unleashed peak legendary green dragon had not given them such a strong sense of oppression.
Even though they were strong figures at the seventh tier epic realm under the shadow of this dark battle aura, they felt small and powerless, as if they could be swallowed by darkness at any moment.
Fear, hesitation.
You really held back in the last fight.
Aver's expression turned grave.
It was within his expectations that night battle would hold back as anyone with a normal mind would not go all out.
But looking at this momentum now, it was no longer a matter of holding back.
Did the effort against the green dragon just now even amount to 50%.
As this thought crossed his mind, a hint of panic flashed in Avery's eyes.
Night battle ignored him.
His feet stomped and his body suddenly shot out, transforming into a black blur that elegantly arked through the air, pouncing on his prey like a hunting tiger.
Ha! Night battle let out a deafening mad laugh, his eyes shimmering with excitement and fervor.
"Don't let me down!" People of the Emo Stone Kingdom, the black long knife slashed down, radiating a chilling light under the moonlight.
Night battle speed was so fast that it was impossible to track.
The sound of the blade slicing through the air was sharp, as if it would split the entire space apart.
He targeted a royal family member who was also a warrior.
Facing Night Battle's attack, he quickly reacted, crossing his long sword in front of him in an attempt to block this fierce strike.
Seeking death, Night Battle sneered coldly.
Get out of the way.
Avery rushed in, trying to intercept night battle, but he was already too late and could only shout a warning.
The sword clashed.
D.
Block it.
The royal warrior roared, channeling all his battle aura.
Night battle's face twisted into a snarl.
Seeing the opponent not dodge, he immediately poured all his strength into the attack.
Clang, accompanied by a terrifying clash of battle auras.
A deafening explosion echoed through the air.
The energy waves generated by the collision reverberated through space, sending shock waves that ravaged the surrounding environment.
In a red black confrontation, in just an instant, the outwardly released red battle aura was cleaved in half.
Huh.
Night battle roared, his eyes wide open.
With a swift motion, he severed the two swords, then cleaved the royal powerful warrior in half, the black blade aura piercing through his body and leaving a hundreds of meters long gash in the ground behind him.
The royal warrior's eyes glazed over as his bissected body slowly toppled backward.
"Castro! Ah! You damned fool!" Avery's eyes turned crimson.
Instantly furious, not expecting that his seventh tier warrior companion could not withstand even a single strike, he arrived at night battle side like a flash of red lightning, clenching his fist.
His battle aura surging wildly and hurled a punch toward night battle with destructive force.
Relying on power gained from external sources was ultimately not as strong as what one could cultivate oneself.
Facing Aver's furious blow, Night Battle remained unperturbed, a disdainful smile on his face.
He swung his left arm and met the punch head on.
With a bang, their fist collided, shaking the space.
And Avery was sent hurtling backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily to the ground.
Strength is strength.
No matter how furious one is, it cannot change the facts.
The others were taken aback.
With the enhancement of armor, Avery's strength had undoubtedly reached the eighth tier.
Even though there was a gap compared to those who truly reached the eighth tier, it should not be this significant.
To have his full powered punch casually blocked, then to be sent flying was beyond their expectations.
Those who do not want to die, let us attack together.
Realizing the severity of the situation, everyone immediately joined forces, launching attacks at night battle.
They either swung swords, chopped with blades, or cast spells, intertwining various battle auras and magic to form a deadly net that enveloped Night Battle.
Facing the collective onslaught, Night Battle showed no signs of panic.
He roared, fixating on one direction and suddenly slashed forward, the black blade aura tearing through the dense net.
With a stomp, his body leaped out from within, transforming into black lightning as he charged toward one of them.
Help me.
Seeing the fate of his companion just now, the man felt a bit flustered as night battle charged towards him.
He tried to block while calling for help from his teammates.
Thunder fire prison, weakening touch, slow curse.
Watching night battle's swift approach, everyone felt a bit intimidated, but they knew they couldn't let him pick them off one by one.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be long before they all faced the same fate.
In an instant, various weakening and imprisoning spells were hurled at night battle.
While the group quickly retreated with several seven tier warriors charging forward, Avery also pursued and in a moment, the two sides were locked in fierce battle, facing the onslaught from the crowd.
Night battle showed no fear.
His long knife slashed continuously, the blades aura cutting through the air, his figure like the wind, skillfully weaving through the dense magical and marshall attacks.
Despite the overwhelming number of enemies, he handled it with ease, with every block and counterattack being precise.
As time passed, the battle intensified.
Avery, as one of the elite, though not as strong as night battle, was doing his utmost to hold him back on the front line, creating opportunities for his companions.
If your strength is only this, then this encirclement is not a wise choice.
Facing a dozen seventh tier experts, including a pseudo tier night battle displayed an overwhelming suppression, his offensive becoming increasingly fierce, as if there was a unique rhythm to his long knife's dance.
The blad's aura was sharp.