Chapter 1284 - 579: Your Sun Has Set

Chapter 1284: Chapter 579: Your Sun Has Set

As the glow of dusk gilded the forgotten ruins of the Divine Kingdom with a tragic golden edge, the battle erupted in silence.

The first to move was the Legion Commander.

There was no shout, no warning; he took a single step, and his imposing heavy armor-clad body seemed to vanish from the spot.

In one moment he was dozens of meters away, and in the next, that door-like dark giant sword had already accompanied by a piercing screech, slashed towards Herbert’s head.

Where the blade passed, air was forcibly displaced with explosive cracks, and the ground below was plowed open with a deep trench purely by the pressure of the sword!

This sword was so fast it surpassed visual capture and so heavy it seemed capable of cleaving mountains.

"Oh!"

Herbert’s pupils contracted; the speed the Legion Commander displayed at this moment far exceeded that of all previous enemies.

At the critical moment, Herbert chose to retreat rather than directly taking it head-on.

Although his body might be able to withstand it, the power in his advanced state needs a delicate balance within his Magic Power, and he didn’t want to make an error unless absolutely necessary.

Herbert moved his foot, his figure retreating by a hair’s breadth, and at the moment of brushing past the giant sword, his right hand aligned two fingers like a knife, precisely hitting the broad spine of the sword.

Clang!

A not loud yet extremely crisp and melodious sound of metal collision exploded.

A small cluster of dazzling golden sparks erupted at the point of finger contact, a result of the highly condensed Sun God Power and the ancient Heroic Spirit power contained within the Legion Commander’s sword mutually annihilating.

It was like two completely opposing forces exploding the instant they met.

Herbert felt an icy, oppressive, deathly force transmitted through his fingertips, causing his entire right arm to slightly numb, squinting his eyes.

Using the recoil force from one strike, Herbert’s dodging speed suddenly accelerated, like willow catkins blown by the wind, he lightly pulled away by over ten meters.

"Indeed, you cannot be underestimated."

Herbert shook his slightly numb fingers, his tone still calm, but his eyes much more serious, he exclaimed: "Seems I should be a bit more earnest..."

After the missed strike, the Legion Commander did not pursue; upon landing, he silently stood on the ground, looking up at the young man in mid-air.

After hearing such arrogant remarks, he remained silent, the ice-blue Soul Fire under the face mask burned silently, intensely intimidating.

"..."

Their probing just now was shallow, could only be described as contact and then separation, but in this short encounter, experts had already analyzed much.

Herbert’s deft and relaxed response further confirmed the Legion Commander’s judgment.

The opponent is not simple and matches the information provided in the report, by no means as nonchalant as he appears.

This Apostle of Calamity’s mastery of power is meticulous and profound, definitely a seasoned powerhouse rather than a mere follower blessed by Divine grace.

To cultivate such a Divine Favorer, the Divine would surely invest considerable effort.

That’s right, he must be deeply favored by the Sun!

As long as he is killed, that disastrous Sun will certainly suffer great pain.

The Legion Commander further solidified his intent to kill the opponent.

"Oh my, such intense killing intent huh?"

"You really want to kill me huh? No, do you really think you can kill me huh?"

Herbert sensed the Legion Commander’s increasing killing intent, his mouth couldn’t help but curl upwards, playfully blinking, he teased: "I told you not to believe in destiny, why are you still dreaming?"

"Destiny is unreliable, especially when promised by others."

He smiled brilliantly, unusually sunlit, mocking destiny and the pitiful souls who blindly trust in it.

The Legion Commander momentarily silent, slowly shook his head, in a deep voice, said:

"...I will prove it."

He pulled the giant sword from the ground, misstepped his foot, the heavy physique demonstrating agility completely incongruous with its size, once again rushed towards Herbert!

Whoosh—

The Legion Commander instantly closed in near Herbert and swung at him again.

But this time, the swordplay changed, no longer straightforward chopping!

The giant sword in his hand seemed to transform into a light thrusting sword, the tip quivered, leaving dozens of afterimages, like a venomous snake selecting its prey, covering all vital points in Herbert’s chest!

Every sword shadow was condensed with a high concentration of death energy, enough to easily penetrate the defense of a Legendary Strongman.

Facing such a "heavenly net", Herbert’s response remained relaxed.

Herbert’s figure shifted, dodging and weaving within inches, his movements concise and efficient, without a trace of excess.

Sometimes slipping through the gaps in the sword net like a swimming fish, sometimes using elbows and knees to block, every collision with the giant sword emitted a muffled booming sound, spreading out visible ripples of energy.

And like a battle-crazed maniac, the Legion Commander continually closed in, attacking relentlessly, without pause.

Boom boom boom!

The two figures flashed all over the fortress where the Legion was stationed, each collision causing the age-old fortified fortress to tremble, even collapse extensively.

In attack and defense, neither managed to gain the upper hand, temporarily deadlocking into a stalemate situation.

The scene seemed on the brink of crisis, but as the person involved, Herbert was not anxious.

The current tense situation was deliberately maintained by him.

He was learning, adapting.

The Legion Commander was powerful, while the Monster Girl(s) had been sent elsewhere by Herbert to handle tasks, at this moment, no one could protect him, a slight mistake would result in a mishap.