That holy power of judgment, capable of purifying all evil, was like a volcano about to erupt, cleverly suppressed under the double disguise of shadow and natural magic, poised to burst forth!
Just as Xingyue once again blasted the undead army's formation, causing it to shake violently and its formation to falter slightly—
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Three figures appeared like ghosts on the canopy of a withered tree at the edge of the necromancy circle.
They wore dark green cloaks with low-hanging hoods, had slender figures, and carried ancient-style longbows on their backs.
Even through the magic array's light barrier, a chilling yet powerful aura of natural magic had already quietly spread out. The moment they appeared, Tulu in the arena felt a sudden jolt in his heart.
Almost simultaneously, the dull, rhythmic sound of horses' hooves pounding the mud came from another direction!
A squad of knights, their entire bodies covered in heavy silver armor, even their warhorses encased in armor, appeared silently at the edge of the swamp like a moving steel fortress.
They did not raise any banners, but the restrained yet pure holy light runes on their armor, and the lance held by the lead knight that exuded a chilling aura, all proclaimed their identity.
This is an elite knightly order belonging to the Church of Holy Light!
However, without a banner or holy emblem, they might not be members of the most powerful Thirteen Holy Knights.
Aside from this knightly order, what's even more bizarre is that in the shadows behind and to the side of the knights, several figures, seemingly blending into the environment, silently emerged.
They were dressed in uniform gray bodysuits and gray leather armor, with special masks covering their faces, revealing only pairs of cold, emotionless eyes.
The group moved in perfect unison, like precise machines; they were the same kind of "gray-clad men" that Mark's team had previously dismantled!
However, the aura of this team was far more concentrated and dangerous than that of the six from the Drywood Tribe!
The three forces, like sharks smelling blood, arrived at this hellish battlefield shrouded in necromancy almost simultaneously.
Three distinct yet equally powerful auras instantly shattered the original stalemate on the battlefield, causing the already tense atmosphere to freeze abruptly!
All eyes were on these uninvited guests.
Turu's face looked extremely ugly under the necromantic light.
Inside the necromancy array, the clash between Star Moon and the necromancy army was like the core of a storm. Every collision shook the gray-blue light barrier, and the raging energy that dissipated made the members of the Rotten Vine Alliance on the periphery tremble.
At this moment, the three newly emerging forces at the edge of the magic array, like three hovering sharp blades, each exuded a cold and powerful aura, pushing the already chaotic battlefield situation into an even more unpredictable state.
Above the canopy of the dead tree, the gazes of the three elven hunters pierced through the shadows of the hoods and naturally locked onto a corner of the battlefield where Anna was using nature magic to conceal her magic.
Anna, who has already betrayed the Elven race, is still using nature magic!
They had no interest in the infighting within the orcish royal court below, or in the earth-shattering clash between the silver spear and the undead army.
Their mission, which traced them all the way from the Monster Mountain Range to the far north ice plains, had only one goal: to bring this royal traitor, who possessed the power of shadow, back to the royal court, dead or alive!
Thranduil Eldrinwald frowned.
At the center of the magic circle, the enormous orc figure, enveloped in dense necromantic energy and whose aura rose eerily and dangerously like an inflating balloon, made her feel intensely uneasy.
The speed and magnitude of this power increase far exceed common sense. Once a pseudo-legendary monster, or even a monster that has truly touched the threshold of legend, is born on this battlefield, the situation will be completely out of control!
At that time, let alone capturing Anna, they themselves may be mired in a quagmire, and unpredictable changes may occur.
"Target Anna, dead or alive, take her!"
A voice as clear and cold as an icy spring rang in the consciousness of his companion, carrying an unquestionable determination.
Three figures moved instantly!
Like emerald lights blending into the night, they ignored the fierce energy storm below and headed straight for Anna!
Three emerald arrows, imbued with pure natural magic and carrying the meaning of judgment and imprisonment, tore through the air like three dazzling emerald meteors, shooting straight towards the area where the necromancy array's energy was relatively weak.
They will use their strongest attack to tear apart a corner of the magic array and force their way in to capture the enemy!
However, just as the elven arrow left the bowstring—
"snort!"
A cold snort, devoid of any human emotion, rang out almost simultaneously!
On the other side of the magic circle, the group of gray-clad men who had stood motionless like stone statues moved!
A glint of light flashed in the leader's eyes, and he waved his arm.
Several gray shadows flashed like ghosts in the path that the elven arrows were bound to take!
The group of gray-clad men moved in perfect unison. Their hands, clad in gray leather gloves, suddenly shot out, their palms splitting open to unleash several pale rays imbued with a powerful magical neutralizing effect!
Puff puff puff!
The pale white rays struck the three emerald arrows with pinpoint accuracy!
After a sickening hissing sound, the pure natural magical light on the arrow visibly dimmed and dissipated.
Even the trajectory of the arrows was forcibly distorted, flying diagonally away from the magic array's light barrier, and crashing into the distant swamp mud, blasting open several deep, emerald-green craters, but failing to shake the magic array in the slightest!
Almost in no particular order.
At the edge of the swamp, the team of heavily armored silver knights from the Church of Holy Light also moved!
The lead knight suddenly pointed his lance forward, its chilling aura emanating from it!
Without even a command to charge, a pure and condensed barrier of holy light instantly formed above the entire knightly order!
This barrier was not a physical attack, but it carried a powerful repulsive force and a holy light purification field, like a giant light shield, and crashed into the path of the three elves as they charged forward!
Boom!
An invisible barrier crashed down, and the emerald light rubbed violently against the holy light barrier, producing a piercing hissing sound.
The momentum of the elven trio's charge was abruptly halted as the surging natural magic clashed violently with the barrier of holy light.
An explosive burst of energy annihilation resounded at the edge of the magic circle, sending out chaotic ripples of energy.
The three elf messengers were forced to reveal themselves by this powerful repulsive force and were forced to remain halfway!
The three parties acted with lightning speed!
In just a brief exchange, the elf's surprise attack was stopped by the gray-clad man's eerie rays and the Holy Knight's barrier!
The scene instantly fell into a deathly silence.
Within the magic circle, the clash between the Star Moon and the Undead Army formation seemed to pause briefly due to this sudden turn of events.
"Guests from the Elven race," the gray-robed leader's emotionless, metallic voice rang out, piercing the chaotic energy field with a chilling tone, "I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."
His gaze swept over Grom, whose aura at the center of the magic circle was growing increasingly terrifying, whose ashen color had spread to his neck and who was emitting a low, beast-like roar, before he continued.
"The person you desire, I can 'gift' to you on behalf of my Lord afterwards."
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