The Final Battle (3)

Although his opponents were strong, elders of an organization equipped with the strongest weapons their legacy had to offer, Marcius was not feeling the pressure at all.

Who was he? Marcius was the one to throw down with the Eternal Flames Phoenix, one of the four primal spirit beasts that protected the Solas Empire for generations.

If he had faced that kind of power and did not lose, there was no way he would be losing four elders with cultivations ranging from the Foundation Lord realm to the peak of the True Lord realm. Granted, the primal spirit beast of fire was holding back in order to not destroy the entire region, but the point still stood.

Marcius looked at his enemies as they charged. The two at the front were wielding particularly powerful-looking swords with one emitting chilling cold while the other letting out a feeling of death and rot. The one that came after them had a long spear in his hand which also produced a feeling of destruction.