I am the heroine's godfather!

Adams sighed, “Such a weak sword cannot possibly break through my defenses.”

"What a monster."

Loran grinned: "Most seventh-tier guys can barely defend against this sword strike."

"Use all your strength, Loran Morganfleur, or you will be nothing more than another soul lost to my sword."

"Ha, anyone can talk big."

Loran kicked Adams' breastplate, using the force to pull away, his face showing intense fighting spirit: "Let's see if you can handle this."

Adams stepped forward, his body radiating a powerful aura, and a sword with its sheath held upright in front of him.

Golden energy gathered, Loran frowned, his left staff lit up, and countless sharp wind blades appeared beside Adams.

However, Adams' aura was as hard as iron, and could not be broken by ordinary magic.

It's a real lump of iron.

Loran spat, no longer thinking of interfering with the other party, and several streams of magic power lit up on his body.

Adams raised his longsword high and slashed straight down, the powerful sword energy carrying the force to tear through space as it struck Loran.

Unstoppable, unblockable, unavoidable!

This is the ultimate realm of swordsmanship that every swordsman strives to reach throughout their life!

Loran stared wide-eyed, only able to watch as the sword energy slashed towards him and then engulfed him.

The sword energy obliterated Loran's figure, then shot straight into the distance, until it shattered a distant mountain peak.

Adams let out a long sigh.

"Another soul lost to the sword."

Countless people watching the aerial battle below stared wide-eyed. How could this be? How could Loran have been defeated so easily?

Is this the strength of the strongest in Kadia?

what to do?

Can we really win?

However, Olivia remained unfazed as her sharp dragon claws tore apart the monster's body before her. She could sense that Loran's magic was still active.

Sure enough, just as Adams was about to join forces with his colleagues to take down the Dragon of Destiny, a somewhat nonchalant voice rang out: "Thinking you can take me down with this? You're underestimating me."

"what?"

Adams turned around abruptly and slashed his longsword down into the empty space to his left, but there was nothing there.

"My guess is wrong."

Loran appeared from his right, his Holy Trinity Judgment aimed straight at Adams' head.

However, while the situation would be certain death for the other seventh-tier warriors, Adams was still able to react. In a flash, he jerked his head to one side, dodging Loran's sword by the narrowest of margins.

A few strands of hair fell out, and a bloodstain appeared on Adams' cheek.

Loran smiled slightly.

"It seems I attacked you first."

Adams paused for a few seconds, then a smile appeared on his lips: "Interesting."

His eyes snapped open, revealing a captivating golden hue.

"Interesting! That one will grant you the qualification of a head-on defeat!"

Perhaps knowing what was about to happen, the two figures gradually rose higher, moving away from the main battlefield.

Adams slowly drew his longsword, emanating an unparalleled aura.

Loran raised his staff high and whispered, and a magic circle so large it seemed to blot out the entire sky reappeared.

This is Loran's signature spell, a composite spell composed of several seventh-tier spells that has shocked all the magicians in the Magic Kingdom.

"Roar, thunder that tears the sky! Awaken, hurricane that sweeps across mountains and seas!"

"O flood that devours all things, bringing end, bringing destruction!"

"The fire that burns all things ignites here, and the stars fall here!"

"This is the day of natural disaster, this is the day of the end!"

"The Age of Destruction - The End of All Things!!!"

At the same time, Adams' longsword was fully drawn, its blade reflecting his golden pupils. Golden sword energy swept across the heavens and earth, and an ancient and majestic voice rang out.

"This is the sword to protect the nation, this is the sword to conquer, this is the sword of my own body."

"My adversaries, witness my glory, and then crumble here!"

"Brilliant, the golden sword!!!"

Thunder and longswords clashed, flames and sword blades intertwined, and fallen stars, along with floods and countless golden sword energies, collided, producing a deafening roar that silenced the entire world!

This is the pinnacle of human achievement, like the arrival of a divine war!

Even the Dragon of Destiny and the Bell of Watch, who were fighting in the distance, had to retreat to protect their own camps. Otherwise, the aftershocks of the two alone would probably render anyone below the seventh rank powerless.

Looking at the faintly visible figures in the distance, the Dragon of Destiny sighed softly.

"What a terrifying fellow."

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After the roar, the entire world fell silent for a moment, and everything lost its sound.

The five guardian paladins remained still, and the horde of monsters also paused. The humans, meanwhile, eagerly awaited the outcome.

Everyone is watching the outcome of this battle.

As the smoke cleared, a golden figure appeared first.

"Yes, the dazzling golden sword?"

"Lorraine, did you lose?"

"Impossible! Loran won't lose so easily!"

"But he's the guy who stands at the very top of all paladins..."

For a moment, the morale of the human side was somewhat low, but in the next second, another figure reappeared.

"Loran!"

"I knew he'd be alright!"

"You just said that Loran would lose!"

"That's just being cautious!"

The human side's fighting spirit soared, while the five paladins on the side of the Cataclysm frowned.

"How is that possible? He actually survived Adams's clutches?"

The Watcher's Bell frowned, and the other four paladins were also somewhat incredulous: "What a terrifying fellow."

"Where did this guy come from? I've never heard of him before."

"Judging from his attire, he looks like a saint from the Papacy."

"Does the Vatican have such powerful forces?"

As the smoke cleared, Loran and Adams appeared before everyone. Neither of them was in good condition. Loran's holy armor was quite tattered, and the left sleeve was completely torn, ripped by one of Adams' sword blades.

Adams also suffered heavy losses; the armor on his right arm was completely destroyed, his breastplate was dented, and his leg armor was also seriously damaged.

Loran spat out a mouthful of blood, his mouth agape as he gasped for breath: "These are my most precious clothes, you bastard."

"Huff...huff...you're the first person in all these years who could hurt me to this extent."

Adams was not in a good position either; he clutched his bleeding right arm, and his golden eyes dimmed.

"Hehe, I only used seven-tenths of my strength!"

"Ha, I only bet five points."

The two seized every second to recover their strength. After that spell, Loran's magic power also entered a period of depletion, and similarly, the opponent's battle aura was also greatly depleted.

In other words, whoever can recover the most health in the shortest time is likely to win this battle.

The two looked up, exchanged a glance, and the next second, they simultaneously raised their swords and clashed.

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"Tsk, delay will only make things worse. Let's finish this battle quickly and then go help Adams take down this Holy See member."

The Watcher's Bell once again targeted the Dragon of Destiny, while at the same time, the battle between humans and monsters below erupted.

A mage dressed in a black robe adorned with scattered stars sneered and spoke these words. The other three nodded and charged downwards.

However, just as the few golden warriors were about to grind the human battle formation like a meat grinder, a burst of magical power exploded.

"Hey, guys, bullying the weak isn't a good habit!"

Yara, riding her staff, blocked the way for the four. Then, more than a dozen S-rank adventurers appeared at the same time. These were the chosen ones of the Dragon of Destiny, the strongest adventurers in the city!

"Ha, a few insects dare to block our way?"

The mage in the star-studded robes sneered, while Dekienko, sword and shield in hand, spoke with a stern expression: "The Archmage who destroyed the stars, the unyielding shield protecting the nation, the favored one of the gods, the alchemist without form. You are all heroes of Kadia, noble sixth-rank beings, but!"

He raised his sword high: "We will stop you! In the name of the Dragon of Destiny, we will not let you advance even a single step!!!"

"You bug, you deserve to die!"

The Archmage who destroyed the stars blazed with fury.

The next moment, everyone was locked in combat.

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Loran's magic was almost completely depleted, but his fighting spirit remained strong. Although as a martial artist he didn't possess powerful special techniques like Adams, he was still not to be underestimated.

As for Adams, although he lost most of his battle qi, his foundation was still there. Even if he only had a small portion left, he would still be able to hold his own against Loran.

Loran couldn't help but click his tongue. Although his strength was not as good as that of an eighth-rank, in terms of endurance, this guy was definitely at the level of an eighth-rank.

That's true. Although it's impossible to replicate the strength of an eighth-tier player, it's not entirely impossible to replicate the endurance of an eighth-tier player.

My system is dual-core powered, theoretically stronger than most Tier 7 systems. While the opponent's system is single-core powered, one of its cores is equivalent to two of my own.

That's outrageous, eighth rank!

But thinking back to when he, Christine, and Estia together barely managed to hold off an eighth-tier opponent, it's not hard to understand. Although all three of them were severely weakened back then, it also demonstrated the power of an eighth-tier opponent.

There's no time to reminisce about the past; the battlefield isn't a place for daydreaming.

Flames ignited in Loran's eyes, and the all-encompassing eye shone brightly upon them.

This was Loran's most powerful battle since advancing to the seventh rank of martial artist! A pure close-quarters combat, a pure clash of battle qi! Even the slightest lapse in concentration could lead to death, and even the smallest opening could be seized upon by the opponent!

(Pseudo) Eighth Rank, Brilliant Golden Sword, Adams, this man has gone the furthest on the path of the sword!

Loran gritted his teeth. Apart from the basic swordsmanship he learned in the army, he had never systematically studied swordsmanship. His swordsmanship was nothing more than a transformation from the basic swordsmanship, gained through experience in battle.

He had once considered learning swordsmanship from Christine, but Christine said he had his own path to follow. Learning from others might be a way to become stronger for some, but it wasn't suitable for him. The path Loran needed for swordsmanship was on the battlefield.

Fighting, battling, improving, changing tactics, until the very end, all Loran learned was two swords.

One sword is for cleaving, the other for stabbing.

Although it was only two sword strikes, that would have been enough against most opponents. However, his current opponent was not one of those ordinary people, but someone who was closest to the pinnacle of swordsmanship!

Every sword move Loran made was anticipated by his opponent, and every attack he launched was blocked!

The man stood before Loran like an insurmountable mountain.

If it were anyone else, they would probably have laid down their sword by now. How can a man fight against a mountain? Whether the sword is like wind and rain or like the vast ocean, it cannot shake the mountain in the slightest.

Loran, however, continued to brandish his sword.

So what if it's a high mountain? A high mountain is meant to be conquered!

Since the mountain is there, what other choice do we have besides climbing it?

Adams' expression also changed from calm to serious.