"Who are you?!"
Black Emperor's voice was filled with astonishment and fury. She could clearly feel that her claw, which contained the power of a demigod, had been steadily intercepted by the opponent, with not even a shred of residual force managing to seep through.
She could even feel a sacred aura from that invisible weapon that made her Soul tremble.
The twenty-odd Abyss Emperor behind her were also stunned. Their original confident sneers froze on their faces as their gazes locked onto the suddenly appearing Arthur.
Their Souls felt uneasy.
Beside the Formation Plate, Zhang Huanyun, whose breath was as thin as silk, suddenly propped himself up. Looking at that gilded figure, his eyes were filled with unbelievable shock.
In the encampment, Long Yuxue's hand holding the soul guidance cannon trembled slightly.
She looked at the figure standing in front of all the Abyss Emperor, her mind a complete blank.
Looking at the Black Emperor before him, Arthur tilted his head as if thinking, then said hesitantly, "Who am I? Hmm... in this situation..."
"I am just a passing Holy Sword Wielder."
"Holy Sword Wielder?"
Never heard of it.
She narrowed her eyes, sizing up this suddenly appearing figure. three-word battle armor, golden, a Dragon's aura... she couldn't see through him.
Black Emperor took half a step back, scrutinizing this opponent. The weapon that blocked her made her heart feel a bit uneasy.
But even if she lost the fight, she couldn't lose face.
"A Three-Word Battle Armor Master?" Black Emperor sneered. "Just you?"
Her other hand condensed a thick Demonic Mist, slamming it fiercely towards Arthur's head. "Die!"
But before her claws could fall, Arthur's hand holding the sword hilt gave a gentle twist.
Buzz—!
A clear sword hum echoed through the heavens and earth. Above the invisible blade, a violent cyclone of wind suddenly surged.
The Invisible Air that was Binding the sword body was suddenly dispelled at this moment, and a brilliant golden light instantly erupted.
Like the rising morning sun, it illuminated the entire dark battlefield.
It was a sword entirely of gilded gold. The blade was elegant and noble, its edges shimmering with a faint golden light, as if it could cut through all illusions and darkness in the world.
Excalibur.
The moment the holy sword fully revealed its true form, a terrifying pressure as vast as a sea of stars erupted from Arthur.
"Good sword!"
Even if the timing was wrong, Cao Dezhi couldn't help but praise it.
On the other hand, the feelings of the Emperors opposite them were completely different.
A few weaker ones were almost scared to tears.
"This... what kind of weapon is this?" Flame Demon Emperor cried out in shock. The dual flame blades in his hands actually trembled uncontrollably under the light of the holy sword, and even the Abyssal Flames dimmed slightly.
Black Emperor's expression changed drastically. She could clearly feel her Demonic Mist melting rapidly in front of the holy sword's golden light.
Although that sacred power was very high in essence, its current intensity could only be described as average.
But that sacred power became many times stronger for no apparent reason when dealing with them.
She didn't understand.
"Refreshing!" Arthur's voice came through his faceplate. "Are you guys ready?"
"Next..."
He raised his index finger to his lips:
"Anyone who can't beat me is a maggot."
"But I'm going to kill you all anyway!"
The moment the words fell, Arthur's wrist flipped, and the holy sword was thrust forward gently.
Starting off with a Light Cannon!
A condensed golden beam of light pierced through the Void Realm, heading straight for Black Emperor.
Black Emperor's pupils shrank, and her full power erupted without reservation, condensing dozens of pitch-black barriers in front of her.
The Light Cannon, which even Leng Yulai could have intercepted before, now displayed unprecedented power!
The golden beam of light pierced through the Void Realm.
That light was too fast, too pure.
Black Emperor's Demonic Mist that had swept across the battlefield melted silently before this light.
Boom!!!
The beam of light penetrated dozens of layers of barriers, engulfing Black Emperor.
"Ah!"
Black Emperor's scream resounded.
Within the beam of light, her beautiful face gradually distorted, and the black armor on her body developed countless cracks.
She flew backward, smashing through the earth and leaving a bottomless crater.
Dust filled the air.
The entire battlefield was silent.
"This... this is impossible..." an Emperor muttered, his voice filled with disbelief.
Black Emperor.
The Monarch of the Ninth Level of the Abyss.
A demigod-level existence.
She was actually heavily injured by a human's single sword strike?
Beside the Formation Plate, Zhang Huanyun's mouth hung open, his jaw almost dropping to the ground.
"Old Cao," he said with his last bit of strength, "pinch me. Am I dreaming?"
Cao Dezhi ignored him.
He just stared fixedly at that golden figure, at that still-shining holy sword.
As a Quasi-God, he saw much more.
"Good sword..." he muttered. "What a good sword."
In the encampment, Long Yuxue's mouth was wide open, her eyes staring like copper bells, her mind a complete blank.
Was that Arthur?
The Arthur who bragged to her every day?
The Arthur who just said "you guys won't die"?
She suddenly remembered what she had just said.
"It would be great if you were really as powerful as you bragged."
Her entire face gradually turned red.
The dust gradually cleared.
Black Emperor slowly flew out of the pit, covered in wounds, black blood dripping from her cracked armor.
Her aura had withered by more than half, and her eyes were filled with shock and confusion.
"Why?"
Black Emperor asked in confusion, "Your aura is indeed very special... but it shouldn't be this strong."
"That, it's very simple."
Arthur raised the holy sword, pointing the tip directly at Black Emperor.
"It's a Special Attack," he explained patiently. "I added a Special Attack to that cannon just now."
"Special Attack?" Black Emperor was stunned.
"Yes, a Special Attack." Arthur paused, seemingly thinking about how to explain it more clearly.
"To put it simply, when you hit me, it's normal damage. When I hit you, it's True Damage plus Critical Hit plus Advantage plus Special Attack plus Attribute Suppression plus..."
He thought for a moment but couldn't think of more terms, so he just waved his hand.
"Anyway, it just hurts a lot."
The Emperors fell silent.
Although they didn't understand what he was saying, they understood that sword... cannon... from just now.
Anyway, they couldn't block it.
On Black Emperor's body, at the wound left by the holy sword, the sacred golden light was crazily gnawing at her, and even the Abyssal Power could not suppress that burning, intense pain.
She stared fixedly at Arthur and roared sharply, "What are you all standing around for! Attack together! There's only one of him, we'll wear him down to death!"
The Emperors were instantly jolted awake, their ferocity, which had been suppressed by the shock of Black Emperor being heavily injured by a single strike, surged again.
The first to rush out was the Flame Demon Emperor, who had long been fuming with rage from being suppressed by the holy sword. The flame dual blades in his hands expanded by thousands of feet of Abyssal Flames as he slashed horizontally at Arthur.
"Arrogant human! Die!" The Flame Demon Emperor's roar cracked the sky.
And in the moment the Flame Demon Emperor drew the fire, a figure completely merged with the darkness sneaked forward—it was the Lord of Shadow Abyss.
He hid within the residual Demonic Mist of the Black Emperor, silently stabbing towards the back of Arthur's head.
One in the light and one in the dark, the two Emperors cooperated perfectly, sealing off all space for Arthur to evade.
But Arthur just nonchalantly lifted his eyes.
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