Juno couldn't care less about Ackmond's complaints. Speaking rapidly, she said, "I can't teleport you back right now, so you'll have to figure out how to deal with him yourself!"
Upon hearing this, Ackmond felt as though the sky was falling. However, as a knight, he had forged a strong will through thousands of battles, quickly steadying his mind.
Taking a deep breath, Ackmond asked, "Since long-range teleportation is not possible, can short-distance space jumps work?"
"No problem!" Juno replied decisively.
Ackmond's tense nerves slightly relaxed. Well, at least there was still some hope.
At this moment, he had no time to dwell on why the Pope and the others had failed to resolve Fang Yuan's issue. The most urgent matter now was how to face this terrifying enemy!
What the Pope couldn't do, perhaps he could—because he possessed the [Eye of God]!
Those eyes that could peer into the future would allow him to predict every attack from Fang Yuan. Combined with Juno's short-distance teleportation support, even if they couldn't win, they could at least hold their ground!
After all, their Royal Knights had just withstood an assault from a half-step Martial Saint!
Thinking this, Ackmond's heart ignited with fierce fighting spirit. Perhaps, this was the arrangement of destiny, and the mission to slay this eastern continent demon had been entrusted to them!
"Tch, seems like you're getting fired up..." Fang Yuan glanced at Ackmond's burning gaze, his lips curling slightly as he turned his head and said, "Ruan Chaohan, look at what you've been fighting. Not only have you failed, but you've also boosted the enemy's confidence."
"Your Majesty, it's not that I can't do it, but these guys are too slippery. Every time I'm about to strike, they avoid it with space teleportation. I really can't do anything about it..." Ruan Chaohan complained.
Fang Yuan couldn't be bothered to listen to Ruan Chaohan's excuse. His gaze refocused on Ackmond in the distance, his pupils burning with cold light.
"I'm very busy..." Fang Yuan slowly raised his sword, the sleeves of his cloak rustling in the wind. "So, I won't give you the chance for a last word. Prepare for your journey."
"Arrogant!"
Ackmond's forehead veins bulged. His [Eye of God] suddenly shrank to the size of a needlepoint, and invisible ripples spread through the air from his eyes!
He pushed his ability to an unprecedented limit, trying to predict Fang Yuan's every move and attack!
And in that instant, it was as though a thousand years had passed in one glance.
Ackmond's body began to tremble, his throat involuntarily moving. He saw... he clearly saw... the shadow of death looming over him!
In the next three seconds, no matter how he tried to predict the future or reverse it, nothing could change the dark future!
Using divine powers, he would die. Using teleportation, he would still die. Kneeling and begging for mercy on the spot, he would still die!!!
Every possible timeline pointed to the same end!
Death, closing in from all directions. The most despairing part wasn't even the death itself, but Ackmond clearly seeing how he would collapse, how he would vanish, and being utterly powerless to stop it!
"Ackmond, hurry up and tell me where I should teleport you to!" Juno's anxious voice sounded in his mind, filled with extreme unease.
However, Ackmond did not respond. His body trembled slightly... there was no escape, no defense, only death!
This thought coiled around his heart like a cold venomous snake, and his mind was consumed by despair.
The next moment, Fang Yuan's sword came down in an instant!
An invisible sword aura erupted, splitting into thousands in a split second!
Countless sword shadows rained down, as if a galaxy was spilling across the sky, enveloping a hundred miles in an instant.
The heavens and earth were filled with cold light, the sword beams woven together, and it felt as though even the air was sliced into pieces by the sharp sword energy.
Before Ackmond and the Royal Knights could react, their pupils were filled with overwhelming sword light.
Their expressions froze in shock, and then countless thin bloodlines appeared on their bodies simultaneously.
The sword withdrew, the wind stopped.
Silence fell across the land.
When the smoke cleared, the once formidable Royal Knights—were all destroyed.
Severed limbs and shattered armor fell like raindrops, mixing with thick blood foam that dropped into the sea below. As the waves surged, fish leaped up, enjoying the sudden feeding frenzy in the blood-stained water.
If these fish could talk, they would surely gasp in awe, thanking nature's generous gift.
"One strike... and they're all wiped out?" Ruan Chaohan stared wide-eyed, his jaw almost hitting the ground.
The Royal Knights, who had been a formidable enemy that nearly forced him to self-destruct, were obliterated by Fang Yuan's casual sword strike?
Fang Yuan glanced at him sideways and scolded, "Use your thick head. For trash like this, a ranged attack is enough. Is it necessary to resort to self-destruction?"
Although every sword strike in such a large-scale attack was far weaker than a full-powered killing blow, it didn't matter. It was more than enough for these low-level opponents.
"Your Majesty is right..." Ruan Chaohan nodded repeatedly, sweat beading on his forehead. "I was too impatient..."
In fact, it was true. Despite Ruan Chaohan living for three thousand years, his temperament was probably still worse than those generals who had only lived a few decades but had been through countless battles.
He had to work harder...
"Alright, come with me!"
After eliminating the Royal Knights, Fang Yuan didn't pause for a moment. His figure flashed as he sped toward another battlefield.
Ruan Chaohan tried to follow but was quickly left behind.
Meanwhile, a massive ice barrier strangely floated above the sea, with over a thousand blood bats frozen inside.
Beside the ice barrier, Mo Tianxing moved like lightning, narrowly avoiding a sudden ambush from Keller.
But Keller quickly closed in again. Between flashes of sword and knife, sparks flew, their speed so fast they almost turned into afterimages. The sound of their blades clashing was like thunder exploding over the sea.
Another mournful chant tore through the air, and the master known as "Wail" made his move. The eerie sound waves materialized into a monstrous beast in the air!
This huge beast, formed by sonic energy, ripped through the air, carrying a terrifying force as it charged at Mo Tianxing!
Covered in blood and soaked through his clothes, Mo Tianxing, having already sealed Vladimir with all his might, was now at his limit.
Seeing the terrifying sonic wave energy coming toward him, Mo Tianxing realized that if he took this blow head-on, he would be heavily wounded, if not killed.
But just as he was about to dodge, Keller's cold aura closed in once again. Like a festering disease, Keller clung to him with his invisibility ability, not giving him any chance to breathe.
With no choice, Mo Tianxing's arms trembled, and an ancient golden bell illusion suddenly appeared, enveloping him completely.
The Golden Bell Shield!