Between life and death, victory and defeat are uncertain.
Zhang Beixing watched coldly, his expression indifferent.
As if he didn't care about this deadly fight at all.
"Master, I am willing to brave any danger for you!"
Richard gritted his teeth, vowing to slay the traitor and defend the monarch's might.
He swung his longsword, slicing through the air.
Sparks scattered mid-air, producing a dazzling brilliance.
"Pathetic ants, do you dare to contend with me?"
The Lord of the Darknight sneered repeatedly, his malice overwhelming.
He suddenly thrust out his right hand, five fingers clawed.
A pitch-black sharp blade instantly shot toward Richard's visage.
"No!"
Alina's face paled, her delicate body trembled.
Watching as the lethal blow was about to strike.
The situation was extremely urgent!
However, an unexpected scene unfolded in the next second.
Buzz—
A golden glow a hundred times more brilliant than Holy Light suddenly burst within the hall.
