Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

Looking at the incomparably resolute expressions of the knights one by one, and the chilling will floating above their formation, Mekar couldn't help showing a ferocious smile.

"Very well, then let me see if you have the qualifications to be opponents of the God King!"

As he roared like this, his thick beard fluttered along with the roar.

However, no one would think that such a scene was even the slightest bit funny. All ordinary people who saw this god-king, even those low-level witches, could not help but kneel on the ground.

None of them had the courage to fight against the God King, no, they didn't even have the qualifications to look directly at this incomparably heroic God King.

However, those knights are indeed an exception.

Perhaps if they were a few months ago, after seeing this god king, they would not help letting go of the long sword in their hands, but at this moment, they have become heroic spirits, they are engraved in history, and they are attached to Jill According to the legend of Gamesh, not only did they lose the slightest fear, but their hearts were filled with endless fighting spirit.

Undoubtedly, to them, whether it is the God King or the God of Disobedience, at this moment, they are just their enemies.

Then, that will surely become an undisguised feat in their legends.

With a silent roar, the knights raised their long swords and rushed towards Mekar like a pack of wolves.

A handful of long swords, swords capable of tearing steel, slashed at Mekar's body mercilessly under the mighty force.

Then, golden divine blood splashed out.

One by one, the knights rushed towards Mekar without fear of death, and were knocked away by the mighty force of the god king.

"Really, it's really good!"

Just tens of seconds later, after shallow sword marks appeared on his body, Mekar's rough face also took on a dignified look.

However, even so, his voice was even more heroic.

"They are indeed good warriors!"

He punched a Heroic Knight flying towards him, but at the same time, several sword marks appeared on his body.

"But it's not enough, messenger from Hades, swallow it completely!"

The god king roared like this, which meant that the spell of power seeped out from that thick voice.

In an instant, the knights realized that the sky had become extremely dark.

It was locusts, countless locusts, locusts like huge dark clouds.

That is the existence that can make countless people lose their crops, and then bring endless death and war with just those tiny jaws and sharp teeth.

The knights looked at the locusts that came rushing like dark clouds, but they didn't show a trace of fear.

Even such a swarm of insects is not a match for this knight order composed entirely of heroic spirits.

"How, Heroic Spirits, how do you deal with such an offensive?"

Mekar laughed boldly and said, indeed, ordinary insects cannot harm the heroic spirits protected by the legend.

But the locusts summoned by power, whether it is steel or rock, whether it is a magic barrier or a strong shield, can easily devour it.

This is an offensive that is absolutely impossible to defend against.

apart from,

Kill them all.

At this time, there is such a power in this knight order, the power that can turn all these millions or even tens of millions of locusts into ashes.

That is, the power of the highest holy sword called Durandal.

Liliana held the long sword with a faint but soft light in her hand.

The white light on the holy sword flickered like a candle, but it was always on and would never go out.

The girl gently wiped the long sword in her hand with that white and slender catkin, and gently shook off the golden blood that was stained on the sword.

Just now, it was she who used this holy sword to cause the most serious injury to Mekar who did not follow suit.

The locust swarm was slowly approaching, and the girl slowly raised the holy sword.

then,

It is light, it is soft and dazzling light, it reveals the meaning of sharpness, but it is also the light that sympathizes with the world.

The most holy light reflected, spewed out, and splashed out from the long sword in the girl's hand.

The endless light instantly wiped away the injuries and consumption of the knights.

Immediately afterwards, in contrast, there was even a larger locust swarm in terms of momentum.

However, a mere size does not mean strength itself.

Just like a grassland scorched by wildfire, the swarm of insects was instantly reduced to ashes by the light.

Even the ashes were swept away by the countless rays of light.

The sky became incomparably wider again, and the dark clouds densely covered by Mekar's existence were also swept away by the holy light.

The soft sunlight hit the girl's body, as heroic as a Valkyrie.

"Is it really good, a divine tool, or a treasure?"

Mekar sighed, but there was a trace of seriousness in his eyes that cannot be ignored.

There is no doubt that the blow just now is enough to compare with the upper power.

Such a powerful strength is in the hands of neither a god of disobedience nor a godslayer, so that Mekar's extremely broad mind can't help gushing out an unparalleled killing intent.

However, the next moment, the killing intent also froze.

That slender girl, that delicate girl, that girl who didn't look weather-beaten at all, broke away from the formation of the knights and rushed towards the god king.

On her straightened long sword, there was a soft white light flashing, but it was not announcing its danger to the gods all the time.

"Can't wait, girl!"

Mekar raised his arm in a vain attempt to block the blow, and directly crushed the girl.

"Are you in such a hurry to die?"

He laughed so unscrupulously.

There is no doubt that this was a reckless move. Even as a god king, under the attack of those knights, his already extremely tragic injuries became more serious, and most of his divine power was consumed.