At the moment of the collision, Loran Hill only felt a violent tremor coming from her bones, and her brain went blank. She didn't even know how she had resisted.
Only after regaining consciousness a second later did she continue to mobilize the huge magical power that came from resonance, constantly washing away and resisting the oncoming force.
"Hah." Suddenly, the giant axe was raised, the sky became brighter, and then darkened again.
Basel held the axe with both hands, changed the angle again, and swung it down, creating an endless wave of air.
You can't run away or dodge, because moving at such a high speed will break away from the resonance network.
Loran Hill suppressed the fear in his heart, raised his sword high, and slashed down.
The blazing golden sword blade and the mountain-like giant axe met at the top of the mountain, exploding into a scattered shock wave that shaved off a layer of the surrounding earth.
As the giant axe pressed down, the sword began to break but continued to repair itself. Loran Hill half-knelt on the ground, struggling to resist the incoming heavy blow.
At this moment, the tattered armor on the head was finally completely broken, revealing the long chestnut-gold hair and the amber eyes.
In the evening glow, the girl slowly stood up, holding the giant axe with her sword. Her beautiful face was covered with sweat and dust, sparkling in the afterglow.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
She could hear her heart beating wildly, and her breathing had never been so rapid.
"It's not enough, hahahaha——" Basel laughed wildly, then raised the giant axe and raised it high into the air. A sense of oppression that made his blood burst out instantly dissipated.
Some soldiers who were closer to the two men felt their hearts shrink, then burst open, and then fell down powerlessly, with blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.
The girl closest to her felt as if her heart was hit by a huge hammer. The severe pain and convulsions made her almost lose her strength instantly.
This can't go on.
She silently chanted this in her heart, and then strands of silver metal fibers spread across her heart, wrapping and strengthening it to resist the shock of the surging heart pulse.
Immediately afterwards, the black axe shadow fell again, and another heavy blow began.
On the hill at dusk, the two figures were like characters in a legend, fighting continuously. The spreading air waves and sounds were seen by countless soldiers on the battlefield, thus inspiring their own side to constantly get up from falling and continue fighting.
Under the purple flame-like sunset, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed countless metal armors into a beautiful golden color, and the boiling hot blood fell from time to time, splashing into the loess and mud, slowly dyeing the hills into blood.
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