Chapter 390: Legendary Battle

Xiaoye's backpack contained a lot of snacks and candies.

She wanted to give her fellow tribesmen who she hadn't seen for a long time a taste of human snacks, so she brought a lot of them.

Unfortunately, her kind gesture was ineffective. The fellow tribesmen she met either wanted to take her life or wanted to devour her consciousness.

Fortunately, there was a black feather mixed in the snacks.

It was someone's debt to his teammates, and also a kind protection for Xiaoye.

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

As a usurper, he could use the feather of the god to leave his divinity and a piece of consciousness.

As a projection when necessary, to help Xiaoye overcome difficulties.

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

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

"I advise you to take care of yourself!"

The humanoid shadow with huge wings made a nightmare-like low roar, covering the sound of killing on the entire battlefield.

Even the elves and humans looked at the shadow in the distance in horror. Even the siege-torn Rorodoya clone looked at the distance with a serious face.

The scary thing is that the thing has appeared, and all the creatures are uncomfortable with the killer, so they subconsciously stop attacking.

"That's that!"

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

Both the elves and humans were shocked.

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

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

The humanoid disaster appeared from nowhere, summoning monsters to occupy the city, devouring civilians, and creating ghouls.

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

Whether it was the heroic adventurers at that time or the regular army sent by the kingdom, they were all devoured by them.

At that time, Rolodoa naturally received an invitation, but Rolodoa could not leave the sacred tree, so he declined it on the grounds that his injuries had not healed. But he also sent the elf navy to help.

Of course, everything failed.

Just when the human countries felt desperate.

A powerful hero appeared.

As for how he appeared, it remains to be verified.

Some people say that he suddenly appeared in the treasury of a big country. He may have been summoned by a treasure.

Others say that he was a warrior successfully summoned by a big country at the cost of half of the treasury.

There are also rumors that he was discovered by the king when he went to the treasury to steal something, and he hugged his thigh and reluctantly helped.

In short, he appeared.

He had wings and held a long sword. With unstoppable power, he killed those terrible monsters.

Then, the hero disappeared without a trace. All kingdoms explored everywhere, but no trace of him could be found.

In order to commemorate this angelic figure, people called him the Battle Angel.

And he was made into a heroic stone sculpture in his image, and was revered by the world.

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

Without looking at it, it should be said that he is the black-clothed death god.

At this moment, he finally came. Fighting with the legendary elf sage Rolodoya, who is also a heroic stone statue!

"You are a Battle Angel! You are actually a chosen one of God? No, a god?"

Rolodoya's face was very gloomy. At the moment the shadow appeared, he didn't care about Xiaoye and fled out of the tree house.

But his arm was still pierced by the long sword bursting from the other party's fingertips.

This should have been a minor injury that could be healed instantly, but now, some black lines are spreading rapidly on the wound.

Obviously, he has a huge amount of vitality and divine support from the sacred tree, and he can recover quickly even if his head is cut off. But now, he can't heal this minor injury.

It even affected the sacred tree itself in reverse, and several black cracks one meter wide and one hundred meters long appeared on the huge sacred tree.

That was death, a withering and death that was more terrible than the grip of Hades!

Even the Elf Sacred Tree had to pay a price to stop the spread of this power.

"I really underestimated you, Guardian, for being able to summon legendary heroes. You can actually get the mercy of such an existence." Rolodoya sneered, and he could see the state of the shadow in front of him to some extent.

It was just a projection of divinity, and its strength was not as good as the original body, and it would not exist for too long.

It would only attack the guy who hurt the guardian according to the remaining consciousness. That is, himself.

However, that cold breath was too dangerous. Even if it was only a short-term attack, it was enough to kill the enemy.

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

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

At the same time, one of the three Rolodoya clones that were continuously killed by the crazy and intensive attacks of the adventurers.

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

Allowing the adventurers to cut him into eight pieces, he did not recover again. Instead, he turned into a broken wooden statue.

The adventurers who were still swinging their swords frantically did not notice it at the first time.

Since the clones recovered quickly, whether they were blown into two pieces by magic or cut into pieces by swords, they would 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.

Therefore, 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 directly let the clone die for him.

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!