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The black-robed man watched the dark beast go away, and the huge figure gradually disappeared into the night, leaving only the deafening roar still echoing in the air. He raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, revealing a cold smile. The face under the black hood was hidden in the shadows, and the specific expression could not be seen, but from his slightly trembling shoulders, it can be seen that he was in a very happy mood at the moment.

He turned around and faced the space crack behind him that was still fluctuating. The edge of the crack flickered with a faint blue light, as if it was the entrance to another world. The lights of the holy city in the distance, reflected in this strange blue light, seemed particularly small and fragile. Several night birds were frightened by the sudden energy fluctuations, flapping their wings and flying away, making sharp cries, adding a touch of uneasiness to the quiet night.

The black-robed man raised one hand and gently touched the edge of the crack with his fingertips. The moment the fingertips touched the crack, a strong energy fluctuation spread out, and the surrounding air became distorted. The withered yellow leaves were swept up by this energy, spinning and flying wildly in the air, making a rustling sound. The gravel on the ground also began to tremble, making a slight collision sound.

"I'll give you a little surprise first." The black-robed man whispered to himself, his voice hoarse and low, as if squeezed out from the depths of his throat. He took a step forward, ready to step into the space crack.

At this moment, a dazzling golden light fell from the sky, like a lightning bolt that cut through the night sky, forcing the black-robed man back several steps. The golden light dissipated, revealing a warrior wearing golden armor and holding a spear. The warrior stood tall and straight, standing in front of the black-robed man like a javelin. The golden armor shone with dazzling light in the moonlight, as if a god had descended to earth. The spear in his hand flashed with cold light, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at the black-robed man, exuding a fierce murderous aura.

The soldier shouted angrily: "Don't even think about escaping!" His voice was as loud as a bell, echoing in the silent night sky, shaking the surrounding trees. His eyes were wide open, burning with rage, as if he wanted to devour the man in black robes. He took a step forward, and the ground made a muffled sound, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The soldier thrust his spear at the man in black robes, as fast as lightning, and the tip of the spear cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound. The man in black robes dodged the attack sideways, and his figure was as erratic as a ghost. He swung his palm, and the black energy surged out like a tide, hitting the soldier's chest hard.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the soldier was pushed back several steps, and a clear dent appeared on the golden armor. But he did not fall down. He stabilized his body, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his anger became even stronger.

"What a strong force!" The soldier gritted his teeth and said, with a hint of shock in his voice, but more anger. He thrust his spear forward again, his attack was more fierce, and the shadows of the spears were heavy, attacking the black-robed man like a violent storm.

The black-robed man kept dodging the warrior's attacks, his figure was like a ghost, erratic and elusive. Sometimes he waved his palm to counterattack, and sometimes he used strange body movements to dodge. Every attack was accompanied by powerful dark energy, which was frightening. The two fought fiercely in the open space, their figures intertwined, and the energy collided, making a deafening roar.

The surrounding trees were destroyed by the aftermath of the battle, and huge pits appeared on the ground. The air was filled with strong energy fluctuations, which made people feel suffocated.

The black-robed man found it difficult to win for a while, and his eyes condensed, thinking in his heart: "Why can the power of the holy stone still support him to fight?"

He chanted the ancient and obscure spell again, his voice was low and hoarse, like a whisper from hell.

As the spell was chanted, the space began to vibrate again, and a new space crack gradually formed. The edge of the crack flickered with a faint blue light, as if it was the entrance to another world. The surrounding air became more distorted, and the gravel on the ground began to tremble violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

Seeing this, the warrior immediately stepped up his offensive, trying to stop the black-robed man from opening the space crack. The spear in his hand was like a swimming dragon, constantly stabbing at the black-robed man, with the tip of the spear flashing cold light, carrying a fierce murderous aura.

"Want to leave? Not that easy!" The warrior roared, his voice full of anger and determination. He concentrated all his strength on the spear and stabbed the black-robed man fiercely.

The black-robed man continued to chant spells while dodging the warrior's attack. Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his face turned pale, obviously consuming a lot of energy.

The space crack became larger and larger, and the faint blue light became stronger and stronger, as if it would swallow the black-robed man at any time.

The black-robed man glanced at the gradually forming space crack, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He swung his palm violently, forcing the warrior back, and then turned and jumped into the space crack.

"Want to escape!" Seeing this, the warrior rushed to the space crack desperately, trying to pull the black-robed man back.

But it was too late. The space crack closed quickly, and the figure of the black-robed man disappeared, leaving only the warrior standing there, waving the spear in his hand angrily, and roaring unwillingly.

"Damn it!"

The warrior knelt on one knee, with the spear sticking on the ground to support his body. His chest rose and fell violently, and the golden armor was stained with dust and blood. He looked up at the place where the space crack disappeared, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger. The air around him was still a little distorted, and the ground was scattered with traces of the battle, gravel, broken branches and some unknown black powder.

Several soldiers in silver armor ran from a distance and knelt on one knee in front of the warrior. "Great Elder!" One of the soldiers shouted with concern in his voice.

The great elder Eric took a deep breath and tried to calm the surging blood in his body. He looked around, and the originally quiet suburbs were now in a mess. Broken branches were scattered all over the ground, the charred soil gave off a pungent smell, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, clenched the spear in his hand, and looked firmly in the direction of the Holy City.

"Let's go!" Eric said in a deep voice, with unquestionable majesty in his tone. He led the soldiers, stepping on the road that was illuminated by the moonlight, and quickly moved towards the direction of the Holy City.