This is an inconspicuous and unremarkable ordinary longsword. During its entire swing, apart from the plasma flare generated by its speed, there was no particular transformation or brilliance.
And the person holding this sword was a middle-aged knight with expressionless blue eyes. Behind him, a hexagram light wheel continuously rotated, resembling a fae wing, but even more fiercely terrifying, distorting the surrounding space-time.
Without a word, he swung his sword, forcing the dark gold colossus dragon, which previously easily defeated the combined forces of three Abyssal Lords, to dodge left and right, even flying backward.
This scene appeared in front of everyone present, instantly making them feel as if there was something wrong with their eyes—completely unbelievable.
"Who is this?" They were incredulous: "Can he actually suppress Mahdi?"
[No way]
