At this mont, the celestial phenonon accompanying Gentleman’s promotion to the Heavenly Realm had already spread across the entire Hero’s Continent.
On the massive battlefield, millions of people looked up, their countless gazes densely gathered as all eyes fixed upon the vast celestial phenonon in the sky, discussing its origins in astonishnt.
High above Sun Island, eight super-first-class experts whose auras were as intense as the Sun itself were also looking up at the celestial phenonon above with astonishnt and doubt.
"Who could have triggered such a powerful celestial phenonon?" Dante wondered aloud, his gaze fixed on the sky, his tone filled with shock.
"This isn’t one of our allies. It’s likely soone under God of Slaughter’s command!" Heavenly Dao furrowed his brow, speculating.
"This celestial phenonon feels reminiscent of Blade, but Blade has already ascended to the Heavenly Realm—it couldn’t be him." The Pope spoke, his tone carrying a glimr of realization. Suddenly, he added, "Gentleman is also a swordsman! Could it be Gentleman?"
"But isn’t Gentleman only Level 195?"
The group began their speculation. As leaders, they were supposed to be privy to an extensive network of intelligence, employing countless people to gather information and specialists to filter and organize it. Yet, this unfolding celestial event had caught them entirely off guard—there was no associated intel or warning whatsoever.
Not long after, the phenonon in the sky began to dissipate, and the heavens returned to clarity.
The radiant lights of the phenonon converged into a beam that descended, sinking into a distant battlefield.
Soon after, from that direction, a dazzling black teor streaked across the battlefield, moving at a rapid lightning pace, carrying an overwhelming montum as it hurtled towards the eight top-notch Heavenly Realm experts!
This teoric figure emitted intense flas, unstoppable—though it had yet to arrive, the piercing radiance had already reached ahead, shining onto the faces of the crowd like a slanting ray of the setting sun.
The eight Heavenly Realm experts imdiately had their attention drawn to the teor, focusing intently, as they tried to discern who could be approaching.
"Ah!" At that very mont, Dante suddenly let out a miserable cry—the point of a dagger abruptly appeared on his chest, blood spraying out vividly!
The surrounding figures froze in shock and quickly turned to look at Dante, only to see a familiar silhouette suddenly erge behind him.
It was an assassin, his emotionless eyes carrying an eerie chill—it was none other than the long-vanished Dragon Spike!
Appearing and disappearing unpredictably, Dragon Spike had seized a mont of distraction among the eight Heavenly Realm experts and erged to launch a surprise attack on Dante despite facing no less than eight super-first-class figures without fear!
"Courting death!" T.N.T roared angrily, raising his magic wand to unleash a torrent of scorching flas at Dragon Spike, the searing heat warping the surrounding air into shimring ripples.
But as the flas receded, nothing remained in the area—Dragon Spike had vanished into invisibility once again!
Indeed, he was like a Spectral Ghost—impossible to predict when he would appear and equally impossible to counterattack accurately.
"Whoosh, whoosh!" Amid the temporary distraction among the enemy’s eight top-notch experts in the sky above Sun Island, two figures suddenly erged from the confines of the Heavenly Curtain Barrier—it was Blade and Yang Yuheng.
At the sa ti, the black teor speeding from afar had finally arrived, stopping abruptly beside Blade and Yang Yuheng, revealing the figure beneath.
It was a man wearing a bamboo hat and sheathed in black armor. The dark bamboo hat concealed everything above the bridge of his nose, leaving only his sharply-defined chin visible—his semi-revealed face carried an air of authority.
"It’s Gentleman after all! His celestial phenonon really does resemble Blade’s!" Seeing the figure, the crowd finally confird their suspicions!
Simultaneously, they realized that Gentleman must have possessed a rare thod of lowering his apparent level and had been misleading them all along.
Even now, none of them suspected that Gentleman and Blade might actually be the sa person.
At that mont, another silhouette unexpectedly materialized alongside Blade, Gentleman, and Yang Yuheng—it was the elusive Dragon Spike.
Thus, the Hero Legion’s four top-notch Heavenly Realm experts had gathered, standing in aerial opposition to the enemy’s eight Heavenly Realm elites.
On the surface, the Hero Legion’s quartet seed to be at a severe disadvantage, yet with Dragon Spike’s formation tactics, the situation shifted dramatically!
Previously, Dragon Spike had deployed a three-man formation—the Strong Dragon Formation—alongside Xiao Chunzi’s supporting buffs and Overlord’s Soul Prelude, as well as the collective enhancent buffs. Together, this trio had managed to withstand an assault from seven of the enemy’s super-first-class experts.
Now, with Gentleman ascending to the Heavenly Realm, Dragon Spike had imdiately upgraded the configuration to a new four-man formation—the Four Kings Formation—incorporating Gentleman into its range. While this formation wasn’t quite as strong as the Strong Dragon Formation, it wasn’t far behind; integrating Gentleman allowed the four of them to barely hold their own against the enemy’s eight top-notch Heavenly Realm figures.
Without hesitation, the eight Heavenly Realm experts launched their attack at the Hero Legion’s four—eight beams of Divine Light shot forth from their weapons, carving dazzling trajectories across the sky like the wrath of the heavens, instilling terror in onlookers’ hearts!
The Hero Legion’s four relied on the power of their formation, moving at extre speeds, barely managing to defend themselves.
Up in the sky, all twelve top-notch Heavenly Realm experts were locked in fierce battle—the air was rife with shockwaves, chaotic energy blasted about, and one by one, the participants unleashed their most coveted major skills. The vast surrounding area transford into a vacuum zone where only the twelve could remain—even first-rate experts couldn’t intrude upon it.
"Swish!" At this mont, the Heavenly Curtain Barrier above Sun Island abruptly opened, releasing a cyan beam of light that instantly streaked upwards and rged into the Pope’s body!
The next instant, a shield infused with flickering lightning rose around the Pope, encasing him securely. The shield, adorned with coils of electric serpents, exhibited extraordinary power, appearing utterly unbreakable.
"Damn it, my Thunderbolt Shield was wasted!" The Pope cursed under his breath and glanced downward at Huang Yi on Sun Island in annoyance. The Thunderbolt Shield was his major skill—when activated, it granted temporary immunity against all attacks, essentially rendering him invincible for a period of ti. However, its cooldown period was exceptionally long, reserved typically for life-or-death situations. Now, its activation was clearly a squandered opportunity.
"Eleven hours remain until tomorrow; I can force out around ten more skills." Below Sun Island, Huang Yi withdrew his hand, murmuring calculations. The cyan light earlier was his hero skill, Skill Coercion. With only a one-hour cooldown, it was capable of compelling an enemy to burn through a major skill with a cooldown exceeding ten days—a highly effective tactic.
Several allies of the Hero Legion, including Xiao Chunzi and Overlord, all possessed cooldown-reduction abilities, which they applied to Huang Yi, shortening the cooldown interval of Skill Coercion.
Huang Yi spared no use of this skill, activating it as soon as the cooldown ended, draining the enemy’s capabilities by wasting their long-cooldown skills. Unfortunately, the limitation was that it could only be used against the sa target three tis within a month, preventing unlimited exploitation.
Huang Yi’s objective was to drag the battle through to the next day. By his estimates, he could employ Skill Coercion more than a dozen tis against his enemies, forcing them to squander over a dozen major skills. This degree of attrition was monuntal—each super-first-class expert typically possessed only a limited number of such long-cooldown skills, treating them as prized assets. Once forced out, their combat effectiveness reduced sharply to that of a toothless tiger.
After battling for a while, Pope Eiffel furrowed his brows and remarked, "Dragon Spike’s formation is too strong. At this rate, wearing down its power would take an indeterminate amount of ti! And God of Slaughter keeps intervening, unnecessarily burning through our major skills—we have to end this fight quickly!"
With a hardened tone, he added, "Next, I will use my Heavenly Domain Hero Skill—Level Frenzy. This skill is imnsely powerful and has a cooldown of 100 days. When activated, my level will randomly increase, with a minimum rise of 25 levels and a maximum rise of 60 levels, lasting a full 30 minutes. At that point, I’ll surpass them completely and easily crush them. Spread out around them imdiately to block their escape—I aim to eliminate them in one fell swoop!"
Upon hearing the strength of this skill, the remaining allies rejoiced and promptly dispersed, encircling Blade, Dragon Spike, Yang Yuheng, and Gentleman from every direction, sealing off their chances to flee. T.N.T even deployed a range-restricting skill, binding the Hero Legion’s four tightly into place.
"Boom!" In the next mont, the Pope finally unleashed his Heavenly Domain Hero Skill—Level Frenzy.
Fifty brilliant golden rays suddenly erupted from his body—a scene resembling a teoric ascent of fifty levels at once—so overwhelmingly radiant that it blinded all eyes on the battlefield!
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