This feeling!
?
Andrew, who had been relaxed, suddenly felt immense pressure as his whole body tensed up.
That was a feeling he had only experienced when facing the pinnacle of the mortal realm, when encountering legends.
this……
"Is this feeling... legendary?"
Suddenly, Andrew seemed to sense a legend descending upon him.
But soon, he suddenly came to his senses.
"No, that's not right! What is that..."
He was still on the battlefield, and there was no possibility of a legend emerging from among his team members.
Thanks to his years of honed fighting instincts, Andrew dodged the attack from behind at the last second, almost unconsciously.
Even as he was being attacked, his eyes never left the figure in the distance.
"This is Mephistopheles..."
This is different from the kind of combat where one barely manages to wander the battlefield like a knight-errant, constantly seeking opportunities to kill the enemy.
It's also different from Anthony's style, where he goes on a rampage, slashing and hacking wildly.
The battlefield on the far left presents a completely different scene.
That was a scene that could truly be called beautiful.
Suddenly, Andrew seemed to see a mythical scene from a storybook or classical text.
Break through the gray, dark clouds that shrouded the bloody battlefield.
Holy light descended.
What enveloped that area was no longer dark clouds, but a dazzling silver-white holy light.
Tiny specks of gray light scattered down, like dust falling from the sky, or like snowflakes falling in the daytime sunlight.
A silver-winged angel riding a white winged horse, brandishing a long spear, gallops and flies through the air above a battlefield full of enemies.
The angel was covered in full silver armor with intricate runes, and even the pegasus he summoned had special rune-like markings on it.
The movements appeared gentle and beautiful, but each swing of the spear took the life of the hideous monster.
But as the blood gushed out, before it could even splash, it was dissolved and absorbed by the gray specks of light falling from the sky.
Their deaths did not spoil the beautiful scene at all; on the contrary, their existence became part of the mythical landscape.
The gods sent down their messengers, beings representing all noble wills, to bring peace to the mortal realm.
The Lord, in His mercy, sent down His angels to remove the threat to His lambs.
Suddenly, Andrew began to understand.
He suddenly understood why so many people in the Dark Ages began to believe in God after witnessing the heroic figures of angels.
After seeing such a scene, how many people could remain unmoved?
After witnessing such a beautiful existence, how many people wouldn't be captivated by it?
But beneath this beautiful scene, the reality it represented shocked him even more.
Riding a slightly translucent celestial horse across the battlefield, Mephistopheles reaped the lives of nearly a hundred extraordinary beings, yet not a drop of blood stained his body.
Like a lord taking a leisurely stroll on a fine horse, surveying his territory in the morning light, relaxed and carefree.
Crushing.
After recovering from the initial shock, Andrew had only one thought in mind.
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This is a complete crushing defeat.
"Hahaha……"
He chuckled as he continued his killing spree.
"Oh, I see! Hahahaha."
Why would the other person worry about you? They want to take better care of you.
So that's the answer.
Andrew chuckled self-deprecatingly, feeling somewhat ashamed of his embarrassing thoughts.
"So this wasn't pity or arrogance after all; it was simply because the gap between us was just too vast..."
On the surface, they were both awakened beings who were about to advance to the fourth tier, but he did not expect that the difference in strength would be so great.
"Ning Feng, are all your friends like you, such powerful monsters?"
Although it was very disrespectful, Andrew still used the word "monster" to describe his friend after seeing that scene.
There's no way around it.
Upon realizing why Mephisto was able to overwhelm this group of extraordinary beings, Andrew could only shake his head helplessly.
It wasn't that the monsters on the left were weak, nor that they were confused and lost their will to fight under the holy light.
Their desperate counterattacks seemed powerless and pathetic because they did not cause the angels any trouble at all.
"[Legendary Spear Technique], how come you're all such monsters!"
To master legendary-level abilities before reaching the legendary level is indeed a level that allows one to crush enemies of the same rank.
"You are a master of legendary swordsmanship, Mephistopheles is a master of legendary spearmanship, and what will your next friend possess? What astonishing abilities will he have?"
Turning his gaze away, Andrew focused most of his energy on the battle at hand.
Even though he no longer looked over there, he couldn't help but think about it:
"Ning Feng... I feel a lot of pressure being your friend."
Ning Feng's friends are all so outstanding. Although I'm not bad myself, I always feel a little inferior.
"No... he's not the kind of person who categorizes his friends into different classes based on their strength."
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