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Xiaoye's small backpack contains many snacks and candies.

She thought of giving human snacks to her fellow humans whom she hadn't seen for a long time, so she brought a lot of them with her.

Unfortunately, her kind gestures had no effect. The kindred spirits she met either wanted to take her life or devour her consciousness.

Fortunately, there was a black feather among those snacks.

That is someone's debt to his teammates, and it is also a kind protection for Xiaoye.

It was the torso of a certain world's totem god, and it was also the feather of the god he hunted.

As a usurper, he can use the feathers of the gods to leave behind his divinity and a piece of consciousness.

As a projection when necessary, help Xiaoye tide over the difficulties.

At this moment, following Rorodoya's actions, the feather instantly turned into a huge shadow with a blurred face.

At the same time, an evil and cold aura suddenly appeared, and the entire tree house was violently torn apart.

"I advise you to take care of yourself!"

The human-shaped shadow with huge wings emitted a nightmarish low roar, covering up all the killing sounds on the battlefield.

Both elves and humans were looking at the shadows in the distance in shock. Even Rorodoa's clone, who was dragged down by the siege, looked into the distance with a solemn expression.

The scary thing is that things have already appeared, and the discomfort of all living beings towards the killer made them subconsciously stop attacking.

"That's that!"

Looking at the black figure with huge wings and holding a long sword in the distance.

Both elves and humans felt their hearts skip a beat.

They knew who it was, and a statue of that presence stood at the gate of every human city.

One hundred and fifty years ago, the northwest of Ward's continent was turned into a hell by some terrible existence.

Humanoid natural disasters appear from nowhere, summon monsters to capture cities, devour civilians, and create ghouls.

In less than three days, more than a dozen cities in the northwest of Ward Continent have fallen.

Both the heroic adventurers at the time and the regular troops sent by the kingdom were all devoured by them.

At that time, Rorodoya naturally received the invitation, but Rorodoya could not leave the sacred tree, so he refused because his injury had not healed. But the Elf Navy was also sent to help.

Of course, everything failed.

At a time when all human nations are feeling despair.

A powerful hero appears.

How it emerged remains to be verified.

Some people say that he suddenly appeared in the treasure house of a certain great country. Maybe he was summoned by a certain treasure.

Some people say that he was a warrior successfully summoned by a certain great country at the cost of half of its treasure trove.

There are also rumors that when he went to steal something from the treasure house, he was discovered by the king and reluctantly helped him by holding his thigh.

Anyway, he showed up.

It has wings and holds a sword. With unstoppable power, those terrible monsters were reduced to blood in the sky.

Then, the hero disappeared without a trace. Exploring various kingdoms and places, no trace of him could be found.

In order to commemorate this angelic figure, people call him a battle angel.

And his appearance is used as a heroic stone sculpture, which is admired by the world.

That is one of the seven legendary heroes respected by humans in this world, the Battle Angel!

Judging by his appearance, it should be said that he is the God of Death in black.

At this moment, he finally arrived. Fight against the legendary Elf Great Sage Rorodoa who is also a heroic stone statue!

"You are a battle angel! You are actually a chosen one? No, a god?"

Rorodoya's face was very gloomy. The moment the shadow appeared, he ignored Xiaoye and ran out of the tree house.

But his arm was still stabbed by the long sword that exploded from the opponent's fingertips.

This was a small injury that should have healed instantly, but now, some kind of black lines were spreading rapidly on the wound.

Obviously possessing the massive vitality and divine support of the sacred tree, he could quickly recover even if his head was cut off. But now, he couldn't heal this small injury.

It even had a reverse effect on the sacred tree itself. Several black cracks one meter wide and one hundred meters long appeared on the huge sacred tree.

That is death, withering and death that is more terrifying than the grip of Hades!

Even the Elf God Tree has to pay a price to prevent the spread of this power.

"Being able to summon a legendary hero, I really underestimated you, Guardian. You can actually get the favor of such a being." Rorodoya sneered, and he could see the state of the shadow in front of him to some extent.

It's just a divine projection. It's not as powerful as the main body and won't exist for too long.

It will only attack those who hurt the guardian based on its remaining consciousness. That is myself.

However, that cold breath was too dangerous. Even a short attack is enough to kill the enemy.

"No wonder you were able to kill those three terrible guys back then." The black lines on Rorodoya's arms gradually spread, covering half of his face.

"This sword that contains the concept of death is indeed difficult to stop. Fortunately, I was prepared."

At the same time, one of the three Lorodoa clones was continuously killed by the adventurers' crazy and intensive attacks.

Suddenly his body twitched and black lines appeared on his body.

Even though the adventurers divided him into eight pieces, he did not recover again. Instead, it turned into a broken wooden statue.

The adventurers who were still swinging their swords wildly did not notice it immediately.

Since the clones recover very quickly, whether they are blown into two pieces by magic or torn apart by swords, they will recover in the next second.

The adventurers did not dare to stop at all. The troops in the front resisted the guards of the sacred tree and the tree people.

The troops in the back were frantically killing Rolodoya again and again.

Neither side was safe.

The troops in the front had to fight the enemy head-on. If there was a slight mistake in the back, Rolodoya would be wiped out if he had time to release magic.

So, when the clone died, the adventurers did not notice it.

Until an adventurer smashed the last fragment with a hammer, and Rolodoya did not recover, he shouted in surprise: "This clone is dead!"

"Good job!"

"Keep going! My hands are numb from cutting!"

"The legendary hero, the battle angel has arrived. Rolodoya will definitely die!"

"Brothers, work harder!"

The adventurers shouted, and their fighting spirit was high.

On the other side, the black lines on Rolodoya's body disappeared, and the wounds on his body began to recover.

He let the clone die for him directly.

That was his parallel consciousness. As the main body, he had absolute control.

But this also further weakened his state. The original five parallel wills plus the main body will allowed him to release six different magics at the same time. The combat power is very terrible.

Now two of them are dead, and they can never return to the peak.

"The loss of two parallel consciousnesses is really a huge loss for me." Rolodoya floated in the air, looking at the shadow not far away: "But after you disappear, who can stop me?"

"Hehehehe." The shadow laughed wildly: "It's enough to kill you before you disappear!"

The next moment, legend vs legend.

Battle angel vs. Elf Great Sage!