Chapter 851 - Joint Chant Array (1/2)

The Black Iron Beastmen had always been considered the barbarians among Beastmen, powerful but without technique. However, that old guy was different… He never used the Black Iron Beastmen’s iconic large blade. His sword was only a bit over a meter long, which wasn’t much longer than a dagger for Black Iron Beastmen.

But that small sword dismembered innumerable enemies and had drunk an unknown amount of blood. His fighting style, if put in mankind’s world, would be similar to an art. It was completely different from the Beastmen’s use of raw power and instincts to create opportunities.

His most exaggerated feat was when he faced a 9th Rank Archmage that was using an 8th Tier Meteor Fall. He used that shortsword and sliced that several-hundred-meter-wide meteor into pieces in less than three seconds.

Sunderer was his special title!

Even if he had lost a rank, even if he seemed to be dying from old age, no one dared to look down on him, because the Sunderer’s peak battle had been against the powerhouse of the George Family.

And the powerhouse who could cast an 8th Tier Spell in three seconds was flayed alive by the Sunderer. His slicing skills were so exquisite that none of the bones were harmed in the process.

Seeing the Sunderer, how could Wagner not be afraid? An 8th Rank Sword Saint, yet even more frightening than the average 8th Rank Black Iron Beastman Sword Saint!

The previous blow was enough to show the problem: Even if the other side was already old and his strength had greatly declined, he still wasn’t a pushover.

Wagner stopped, and the thought of causing destruction was extinguished as if cold water had been splashed on his face.

Seeing Lin Yun not far from them, Wagner’s eyes suddenly shone.

‘Right, isn’t the Merlin Family in charge of being the vanguard? Now that we’ve met an enemy, they should obviously take care of them.’

Wagner made a sign to Doug and then glanced at the Merlin Family. Doug immediately understood the meaning behind it.

Doug quickly rushed towards Lin Yun’s side and raised his head before asking with a resentful tone, “Mafa Merlin, why are you still foolishly watching when there is an enemy? Did you forget our agreement?”

Lin Yun didn’t say anything and only glanced at Kurumu.

“Can you handle it?”

Kurumu solemnly nodded.

There were already ten people in the mage army that had advanced to the Archmage realm. Following these two days of battles, those that had yet to advance successively broke through, and the power of the mage army started increasing at a rapid pace.

Although the other side seemed very experienced, in the end, he was too old. His power should be about that of an 8th Rank Sword Saint, maybe a bit stronger, so Lin Yun’s mage squad should be more than enough to handle it.

All fifty of them had straight faces as they kept rousing their own mana. Strands of flames already started revolving around them.

As flames suddenly emerged from Kurumu’s body, he suddenly rose up and transformed into a five-meter-tall Flame Elemental. The rest of the mage army followed suit and also used Fire Elemental Incarnation.

Waves of raging flames spread in the surroundings, and in a split second, a sea of fire spanning over a hundred meters appeared around them. With all the Flame Elementals there, it was as if that place had already become a miniature version of a Fire Plane.

The dense flames transformed into a pure gold liquid that flowed within the planes according to a certain rule and increased the density and activity of fire elements in the surroundings. It was as if a passage leading to a Fire Plane had appeared here.

Even before they started casting, it gave the illusion of several hundred fire mages casting together.

The Sunderer looked amazed, and it was coupled with a grave look as scarlet Aura slowly appeared on his body before transforming into a fierce, crystalline armor covering his torso and limbs. The formidable pressure emitted from his body spread waves into the surroundings.

As a powerhouse that had previously reached the Heaven Rank, his Battle Aura Armor had already condensed into shape and covered most of his body. This was the most powerful ability of a Sword Saint. Low Tier Spells would have no effects on him, and even lava would feel just like a bubbling hot spring to him.

Then, the Sunderer moved the shortsword in his hand and softly formed a perfect arc in midair. The scarlet Aura gushed out and transformed into a dozen-meter-wide crescent moon that rotated forward, attacking the mage army.

The crescents were crazily revolving, tearing through the air and leaving a long helical trail on their path as they almost instantly reached the mage army.

It was a probing attack, but none of the mages tried to dodge it…

The golden liquid flowing within that endless sea of fire suddenly transformed into a huge hand that ruthlessly swatted at the scarlet crescent moon.

A sharp hissing sound echoed the moment both attacks collided, and a large spray of arrow-like flames shot towards the surroundings.

A second later, the golden-red flaming hand was repulsed, while the Crescent Moon Slash dissipated.