Qian, Otin, Lopar, and Kulan were like four sharp blades thrust into the ranks of the Golden-maned Lion-n, causing instant chaos in the formation, but it was only a montary confusion.
Several hundred with Silver Power besieging a few with Golden Force seed to still have a chance of battle.
The Golden-maned Lion-man Deputy struggled to maintain its people, hoping to turn the tide with nurical superiority. But it quickly realized that its idea was sowhat wishful thinking.
Because even if they all entered the Golden Domain, there was a fundantal difference in combat power.
Qian was only at Gold Initial, but she was also the Thunder God's ssenger and had absorbed the strength of a Golden Apple—she was already showing signs of stepping into the Middle Rank, and the Golden Apple was originally a product to enhance elental coordination—she controlled the electric arcs almost forming a dense Thunder Curtain in front of her.
The red-haired girl wielded an electric spear, appearing like a knight from legend who commanded lightning. With just a flick of the spear, she swept arcs of thunder into the ranks of Lion-n, the lightning arcs crackled across hundreds of feet, instantly piercing those struck with a charred hole in their chests.
But that was not all. Qian grew braver in battle, eventually seeming to enter the status of a Divine Envoy. Her eyes burning like fire flickered with white lightning, exuding majesty as if the Thunder God had descended. She no longer needed to wield a spear; with just a point of her finger, she turned a Lion-man into charcoal with a bolt of lightning.
From the distant forest, all one could see was chaotic flashing of electricity, a scene of white brilliance with Qian, enveloped in electric light, standing among the Lion-n like a divine being. The Duke's daughter was dumbfounded, having utterly forgotten their purpose here, stamring, "Is that the Lord of Thunder, the Wind Elf King Casas's daughter..."
"What strong Elental sense." The black-haired youth's eyes reflected the snow-white lightning.
Elman also changed his expression, although the red-haired girl seed only at Lower Gold, her displayed combat power had surpassed Gold Middle Rank.
At least she was much stronger than that middle-aged swordsman at true Gold Middle Rank.
But what truly made him gasp was not Qian, but Luo Pa'er Yebulando.
If Qian was like the Thunder God, Lopar was the Fire God, the tall Lizardman Lord wielding a Double-headed Sword was like a dance of flas, even in battle, it set itself ablaze—though Lopar was unfazed, being a biological entity from the Fire Elent World.
The Fire Claw Lizard seed to exist physically, but half of its body flowed with fire elents.
Moreover, Elental Lives had long lifespans, with none of those who beca Lords failing to erge victorious from countless battles. Lord Lopar who hailed from the Scorching Plain had accumulated considerable combat experience in the struggles within the Fire Elent Plane; every ti it swung its sword, a Lion-man fell.
The golden battle strength Lion-man tried to block this war god, but to its surprise, that lizard didn't dodge or evade, simply taking the sword straight to its heart.
The Golden-maned Lion-man looked up in shock, seeing the flas rise in Lopar's eyes—this was the racial trait of the Fire Claw Lizard, warlike, exchanging damage for a surge in strength.
That one sword reduced Lopar's life to below half, but the strength also doubled to Golden Upper Rank.
The Lion-man swordsman probably never expected its opponent's power to rise two ranks in an instant; it instinctively tried to withdraw the sword to defend against Lopar's impending attack.
Unfortunately, it pulled on the sword but couldn't retrieve it, and then the flaming Sword Blade descended, reducing it to a pile of charcoal on the ground.
Lopar silently extracted the longsword from its body, bringing out a spark of fla, then casually threw the sword aside. Watching as its subordinates gained strength layer by layer while taking damage in battle, originally thirty Fire Claw Spearn of Silver Middle Lower.
Now they had reached Silver Peak.
They charged across the battlefield like streaking flaming teors that the Lion-n simply couldn't withstand, causing the left wing to retreat step by step and even facing collapse for a mont.
But at this mont, on the other side, the Golden-maned Lion-man Deputy did not notice the life and death of its companions or the pressure on the left wing, as it was too occupied dealing with Brand's assault.
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