Chapter 565: Powerful (4)_2

[Ghost Blade Chariot]

Alder's voice came from each streak of sword light, and his swordsmanship lived up to the name of the Ghost Blade.

When defense was broken and there was no chance for a counterattack, Roger faced the inevitable outcome of being mercilessly slashed by Alder's thousands of cuts!

"You're dead meat!"

A pair of eyes filled with hatred suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the next second Roger's defenses completely exploded, and in that instant, the surrounding attacks eerily contracted.

Just like the calm before the storm, just like the dawn before piercing the darkness, in that brief moment, Roger could clearly feel the accumulation and compression of Alder's Spiritual Power!

Then...

Roger calmly lifted his gaze, his eyes unfocused, not locking on to any one person in the void; he just exhaled softly, and then...

[Alder Sword Seal—Mind Movement Ruins]