Alfonso's silver armor gleamed with a cold, sharp light amidst the chaotic shadows of the battlefield.

The seemingly simple longsword in his hand now exuded a chillingly sharp aura.

He only possessed the aura of a high-level peak cultivator, appearing so weak in front of two legendary powerhouses.

Yet none of the powerful figures present dared to underestimate him!

Alfonso's ability to surpass numerous legends and become the leader of the Thirteenth Holy Knights of the Holy Light Church, despite being a high-level professional, already demonstrates that he is no ordinary high-level individual!

"Alfonso! You're asking for it!"

Harrington recognized the person and was filled with shock and anger, his face turning ferocious in an instant.

A high-level peak dares to challenge a legend?

As the legendary leader of the Knights, he had long disliked Alfonso!

What is the most outstanding Grand Master of the Knights in the history of the Holy Light Church?

The youngest Grand Master of the Knights?

Wasn't Harrington outstanding?

Perfect!

Capturing him might be a bargaining chip to explain to the orcs, or a pretext to explain to the Holy City!

His body was enveloped in a burst of holy flames, and his blazing white sword, carrying the power to incinerate everything, slashed fiercely at the silver-armored figure rushing towards him!

Facing the enraged attack from the Legendary beginner, Alfonso's face remained expressionless, his eyes as cold as ice.

His movements were extremely simple, without any fancy dodging or blocking. His longsword simply met the mighty torrent of holy flames with a seemingly ordinary straight thrust!

laugh--!

A very faint, yet clearly piercing sound that seemed to tear through everyone's soul rang out.

The legendary holy flame, powerful enough to melt gold and iron, was actually cleaved open by the tip of that simple longsword!

The raging magic seemed to encounter an invisible diversion dam, whistling past Alfonso's silver armor without harming him in the slightest!

His speed, both man and sword, increased rather than decreased, instantly pierced through the holy flames, with the sword tip pointing directly at Harrington's throat!

Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!

It carries a pure and extreme killing intent that disregards the gap between ranks!

Harrington's pupils suddenly contracted, and a chill emanating from the depths of his soul instantly swept through his body!

He suddenly turned to the side, parrying with his Holy Flame Longsword.

"clang!"

The deafening clang of metal against metal reverberated through the sky!

Harrington felt an unimaginable force and a penetrating, sharp aura travel along the sword, making his arm numb and his blood surge!

His legendary holy light magic, which he was so proud of, was as fragile as paper in front of his opponent and could hardly form an effective defense!

That's impossible!

How could someone at the peak of a high-level cultivation possess such power?!

Alfonso's offensive was like a persistent leech, giving Harrington no chance to catch his breath.

The second sword, the third sword... each sword was simple and unadorned, whether it was a thrust, a point, or a slash, the trajectory was extremely tricky and ruthless, and every sword was aimed at Harrington's vital points!

There was no dazzling sword light, no grand momentum, only that chilling threat of death!

Harrington was horrified to discover that he was completely suppressed!

Despite possessing the immense power of a beginner-level legendary cultivator, he was overwhelmed and left in a sorry state by his opponent's exquisite swordsmanship, which predicted all his reactions.

Each parry with the Holy Flame Longsword was extremely difficult. The power emanating from that simple longsword was as heavy as a mountain, causing his tiger's mouth to crack and the Holy Flame to sway violently!

"Kargas! Help me!" With the shadow of death looming over him, Harrington could no longer care about saving face and let out a desperate cry for help.

He felt that the other party was not fighting him, but rather carrying out a cruel execution on him!

Below, General Kargath, who was commanding the remnants of his army to resist the gray tide, was equally shocked and enraged.

Harrington cannot die!

He must not die until the Orcish Royal Court awakens the Beast God!

If the Church of Holy Light were to send some radical knightly orders to the Lohr Swamp, the orcs would have to commit even more troops to this killing field!

His bloodshot eyes instantly locked onto the silver-armored figure high in the sky.

"Roar! Kill him!"

Kargath roared, his massive body leaping into the air once more, issuing commands to the sinister shaman and the legendary hunter.

Three legendary orcs, fueled by overwhelming rage and killing intent, temporarily abandoned their respective opponents and, like three falling crimson meteors, hurtled towards Alfonso from different directions!

The crimson torrent of the legendary battle axe, the cursed green light that tore apart souls, and the bone arrows that pierced the void instantly sealed off all of Alfonso's space to dodge!

Faced with the combined attack of three legends, Alfonso didn't even glance back.

Just as the devastating attack was about to strike, his figure blurred eerily, as if merging into the light and shadow refracted by the chaotic magical currents of the battlefield.

Kargath's torrent of axe blades grazed his afterimage and crashed into the air.

The shaman's cursed green light was mostly blocked by a lightforged barrier that was promptly constructed by Count Ferdinand.

The legendary hunter's sure-kill arrow was thwarted by Alfonso, who, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, turned at an incredibly small angle, allowing the arrow to glide past his silver shoulder armor, leaving a trail of dazzling sparks!

Perfect dodge!

Like death dancing on the edge of a knife.

No, calling it the intercession of the Holy Light seems more appropriate!

"What?!" The attacks of the three orc legendaries all missed, and their faces showed disbelief and horror.

This is a reaction and movement technique that is absolutely not something a high-level player could have!

Just as their attack missed, Alfonso's fourth sword, which he had been preparing for a long time, was already aimed at Harrington's open chest!

Harrington was terrified and used all his strength to hold the Holy Flame Sword horizontally in front of his chest to block, pouring legendary magic into it without reservation, the blazing white light blindingly bright!

"Under the Holy Light—"

Alfonso's cold voice, like a final judgment, resounded clearly deep within the souls of those shaken by this scene.

Suddenly, a point of silver light, condensed to its extreme and seemingly capable of piercing through all obstacles in the world, burst forth from the simple longsword in his hand!

"—Treasoners should be executed!"

Clang—Snap!

A crisp, cracking sound drowned out all the noise of the battlefield!

In Harrington's despairing gaze, his Holy Flame Longsword, forged by the Holy City's master craftsman, imbued with his legendary fighting spirit, and a symbol of the authority of the Ninth Knights, was on display.

The simple, unadorned longsword struck the weakest point of its spine, shattering it like fragile glass.

Fragments of the longsword scattered and flew everywhere, just like Harrington's shattered authority and life.

Pfft!

Alfonso's longsword pierced through Harrington's chest without any resistance, emerging from his back!

A drop of scalding golden blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Harrington stared incredulously at the blade in front of his chest, opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

The lingering shock, anger, fear, and resentment in his eyes eventually turned into a deathly silence and desolation.