“This is for your kindness! Sword mist!”
With a deafening roar, Lux brandished his sword, unleashing a flurry of strikes akin to wind and mist. The cross-shaped blade radiated with an ominous glow, conjuring a menacing gust that propelled it forward with deadly force toward Nathan.
The latter didn't dodge or evade. Instead, he countered with a sword in hand.
Clang!
The two weapons clashed, and the sound of thunder roared, reverberating through the entire area and causing the ground to quake. The collision unleashed a torrential surge of energy that overwhelmed everything in its path, spreading outward from the point of impact with an awe-inspiring aura that left the surroundings awash in its wake.
The human spectators around them turned pale and hastily retreated to avoid this terrifying aura.
Wolfric and Hepburn retreated quickly, while some weaker War Gods and the Curia soldiers were unable to avoid it and were immediately cut in half by this aura, dying on the spot.
The aura spread for tens of meters, cutting through trees and buildings and slicing dozens of War Gods and Curia soldiers in half.
It was terrifying.
Only Leopold and a few top Curia elites were able to withstand this terrifying aura.
After Nathan and Lux clashed head-on, they immediately separated.
Seeing many humans around him killed by the shockwave, Lux was especially pleased and sneered, “Hehe, I'm sorry. I'm getting on in years and can't handle my power well. I accidentally killed many of your allies.”
Nathan glanced at the dead members of the alliance as well as the dead Curia soldiers around him, and his face became very dark.
He looked at Lux as if he were looking at a dying man and coldly said, “Since you're old, you should rest in peace.”
Old? Rest in peace?
Lux was suddenly enraged. “Let me see who will die first between us!”
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