In the twisted and strange realm, the human soldiers were extremely excited to see Hilbert, and the few Turin beasts also seemed a little excited when they understood the words.
Hilbert also didn't want these people to stay here and become a burden.
He nodded slightly at them.
The blade of the Lionheart Sword was raised from horizontal to vertical, and in the process his body turned backwards, the muscles and magic power in his arms were put into operation.
“Buzz~~~Roar~~~~~~~”
A sound like a lion's roar came from the sword. As the power was activated, the sword suddenly accelerated and disappeared from its original position.
A beautiful silver light was like lightning, drawing a perfect semicircular arc.
“Squeak…”
The soldiers and the Turin beasts only felt a flash of light before their eyes, and the magnetic suction feeling behind them disappeared instantly.
A special crack more than one meter wide appeared, dividing the dark red sand and dust, and was still spreading to the left and right sides.
The soldiers could even see helicopters hovering overhead through it.
"Why are you still standing there? You can get out now. You are carrying the soldiers!"
Hilbert's words were steady and powerful, as if there was a special power that made people want to obey, and Turinmon also subconsciously bent down.
"Go up! Quick, quick, quick!"
Lieutenant Simon urged the soldiers to get on the back of the Turin beast, and together with his comrades, he carried the wounded up.
The back of the Turin beast is quite flat, and because of its thick body fat, it is very comfortable to sit on. Its long mane is not as hard as it looks, but rather soft but very tough, just right for the soldiers to hold on to stabilize their bodies.
The Turin beast straightened up, and Simon realized that the man in gorgeous armor had no intention of moving.
"You... Your Excellency, are you not leaving with us?"
The silver power formed by the mixture of mental power and magic power in Hilbert's body permeated his body. Every inch of tissue and every muscle was boiling, yet it itself was full of calm.
It gives people a sense of conflict between ice and fire.
"Thank you, I have another mission, please don't worry!"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, silver flames rose from Hilbert's body. Although the human soldiers could not see it, they could feel a strong sense of oppression. They could also see that Hilbert's figure became blurred because the air flow around him began to change.
Moreover, the Turin beasts had already begun to tremble in fear. After all, they were not animals domesticated by humans. Without waiting for the human soldiers to say anything, they rushed out into the crack that was slowly closing.
The strong inertia forced the soldiers to hold on tightly to the mane on the back of the Turin beast to avoid being thrown off.
What remained in the human soldier's sight was Hilbert's increasingly distant back.
Once they all left, the distortion field closed again.
"Your Excellency Holy Spirit, can you hear me?"
The magic threads that connected them together vibrated slightly.
"My Lord Baron, the source of the magic reaction is in the center of the ruined town. I suggest you stop it immediately and don't waste too much energy."
"Um!"
Bang!
There was an explosion in the air, dispersing the dark red dust that had gathered again, and a silver light with an afterimage quickly rushed towards the ruins of the town.
Hilbert held the Lionheart Sword in both hands, with the tip of the sword pointing forward. The sword body was like a thorn, tearing the surrounding air.
Unlike many powerful warriors in Dawn who could easily break through the ground, when Hilbert exploded, only slight footprints appeared on the ground under his feet, not much different from the way an ordinary person walks.
The Holy Spirit was like Hilbert's other pair of perceptive eyes, constantly telling Hilbert the directions that needed to be adjusted, and the latter moved left and right with ease, without slowing down at all.
If the martial arts masters of Tianxinghui were here, they would definitely give Hilbert a very high evaluation.
Under the perception of the Holy Spirit, Baron Lionheart kept changing his body shape, avoiding the blockade of the external twisting force and approaching the original contact point at high speed.
At the same time, a low roar, the kind that a lion would make when facing a threat or warning other beasts, sounded between Hilbert and the Lionheart Sword.
"The heroic spirits of our ancestors are with me."
The already bright silver color of the armor and the sword was coated with a layer of fuzzy silver particles.
Although there was still a dark red dust in front of him, and although Hilbert did not detect the source of all this, he trusted the Holy Spirit.
The long sword was still thrusting, but Hilbert's way of holding the sword had changed, and the handle of his right hand had been transformed into a horizontal grip.
"Now, my Lord Baron!"
Hilbert's strength, which had been compressed to the limit, burst out completely. The magic patterns on the sword and armor lit up instantly, and the magic crystal on the hilt emitted light.
“Roar~~~”
…
At this moment, Simon and other soldiers were sitting on the back of the Turin beast and escaping together.
Breaking out of the distorted position and sandstorm not only refreshed their eyes, but also liberated them from the oppressive feeling.
A Chinook helicopter on the periphery was approaching the descent altitude.
Simon looked up at the sky, and as he breathed a sigh of relief, he also saw a light figure suspended in the air. He knew that it was the famous Holy Spirit.
Like those soldiers, they looked back at the dust cloud with a little worry.
“Roar~~~~~~~~~”
This roar is different from the weirdness and horror of some alien monsters. It is full of a dignified and wild momentum. Everyone who has watched Animal World and similar programs knows what kind of roar that is, but it is definitely more powerful than that of an ordinary lion.
Brush~brush~brush...
Several silver lights shone through the dark red rolling sand and dust.
"Boom~~"
Woo~~ Woo~~ Woo~~……
Looking down from the highest helicopter in the sky, the source of the silver light is exactly the center covered by sand and dust.
At this moment, a huge air vortex erupted from there, and silver tearing light extended to one side in a fan shape.
A large amount of sand and dust seemed to lose its support all of a sudden and scattered here, as if it was raining sand and dust.
As the dust settled, the people on the helicopter and the camera could see Hilbert standing in the center of the ruined town.
The evaporating power from his body prevented any falling sand and dust from the outside from getting close to him, and the clean space around him was like a ball of constantly jumping flames.
The Holy Spirit did not move in the air. It could sense that the essence of the distorted matter had been almost eliminated by Hilbert's attack.
Hilbert's control over the power was excellent, and he didn't waste any energy. The remaining remnants were not because he didn't do well enough, because the Holy Spirit had already seen that the nature of this distorted matter could not be completely eliminated, but could only be infinitely weakened.
The Holy Spirit looked at the expressions of the people in the surrounding helicopters and on the back of the Turin Beast below, as if he knew what they were thinking. He spoke very considerately, and the sound waves vibrated the air and were transmitted to everyone's ears.
"His name is Baron Lionheart. He is a great nobleman of the Dawn Association who has been passed down for thousands of years. The title has never been discontinued since ancient times. Unlike the so-called nobles in the ancient secular power layer, the title of Baron is more of a symbol of spirit and strength. His qualifications need to be recognized by sages and inherited weapons, and it represents the glory of protection!"
As the Holy Spirit explained a few words, power continued to explode where Hilbert was.
“Roar~~~” “Roar~~~”…
Silver light poured in other directions, constantly impacting the twisted and weird essence, tearing, cutting, and crushing...
The strange aura became weaker each time, but it always existed, which made the Holy Spirit certain of his guess.
None of the surviving holy spirits of Kaslopa had experience in eliminating monsters, so some information had to be completed by themselves.
It was not until Hilbert's full-strength attack reached its seventh time, and the strange and bizarre power had weakened to the point of almost non-existence, that the Holy Spirit transmitted the words of his thoughts through the magic thread.
"Lord Baron, you can come back now. It seems that our power is temporarily unable to completely eliminate the distorted power. This should be the so-called twisted weirdness born from the fall."
Hilbert put away his sword and looked up somewhere. He could see that the horrific collapse of Caslopa was still continuing. The dark red dust around it was not caused by distortion or weirdness, and it began to spread gradually again.
He could no longer sense the strange existence with his magical perception, but since the Holy Spirit said that it had not been completely eliminated, it should be true. From a simple test perspective, he had obtained a result.
We can only believe in the wisdom of the sage!
He nodded in the direction of the Holy Spirit, who waved his arm, and the magic threads on Hilbert's body immediately contracted, pulling him back directly from the ruins.
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