"Kill him!"

Carl's voice was very calm, even indifferent, as if he were ordering Yana to do an insignificant trifle.

It was precisely this casual attitude that ignited a blaze of anger in Joseph's heart.

Who was he?

The Divine Blood Warrior, Joseph!

The legendary Knight of the City of Death!

A mighty one who should make ordinary people tremble in fear, yet now being ignored by a nobody.

No one but His Highness could underestimate him...

"You're courting death!"

Under the wolf-head mask, Joseph's expression twisted, his eyes glinting with cold light, his spear trembling, ready to strike.

He would make this 'Carl' realize his mistake. Huh? Suddenly, a fierce killing intent made Joseph halt his movement, his well-trained body instinctively assuming a defensive posture.

SWOOSH!

Hearing the command, Yana charged straight ahead with her Great Sword, the huge blade slicing through the air with sharp, cold gleams.

Seventeen Continuous Attacks!

A sword technique inherited from the Divine Domain, mysterious and fierce.

And with the flesh of an Evil God, her body erupted with a monstrous strength that could astonish even a Divine Blood Warrior.

DING...

DING DING DANG DANG!

The sounds of collision were as rapid as a torrential rain.

The petite and exquisite Yana, wielding a Great Sword that seemed too large for her stature, launched a fierce attack.

Her eyes turned pitch black, eerie, with strands of pale white essence seeping out from her body.

The monstrous strength made the sword in her hand extremely lethal.

CLANG!

The two clashed again.

The warhorse beneath Joseph gave a light hop, landing a dozen meters away, its expression solemn.

"A Desecration Knight of the Holy Hall?"

"Carl, the Pharmacist from Jiliu City—so you are a Holy Knight!"

He certainly knew of Desecration Knights, a repulsive kind of 'creature,' and the Holy Hall had been suppressed by the various Dukes because of them.

Only a Holy Knight of extremely high status within the Holy Hall could command Desecration Knights.

But...

Does the Holy Hall also need Great Divine Grace?

In his memory, Great Divine Grace was only used to increase 'Divine Power,' exclusive to the Duke's bloodline.

The Holy Hall would have no use for it.

The doubts in his mind did not lead to any answers, only to a stormy offensive.

Slash!

Battle Skill—Wind God's Fury!

Yana flipped, her Great Sword bringing a gale down with it, striking her opponent and sending him flying a dozen meters again.

Battle Skill—Phantom!

With a flash, she stepped closer to Joseph. Her Great Sword slashed rapidly, her Battle Skills and offensive moves quick and pressing.

Carl stood behind, his eyes flickering.

Yana is still young, after all. Her physical condition is strong, but her combat skills aren't as good as her opponent's. A Divine Blood Warrior can live for over two hundred years. This Joseph is probably middle-aged, likely in his eighties or nineties. His decades of experience are enough to bridge the gap in physical condition, and the horse he rides is also quite special. Without outside interference, judging by the techniques revealed so far, the fight could go either way. The most likely outcome is that both will suffer significant injuries. However, their strength, regardless of who it was, was far greater than Bob's. It seems the disparity among Legendary Knights is also quite significant.

This was normal.

Bob had just advanced to the rank of Legendary Knight and certainly couldn't compare with those who had lived for dozens or even hundreds of years.

"Yana."

Carl spoke up, "Attack the horse first!"

The warhorse beneath Joseph moved like a phantom. Its hooves, barely touching the ground, allowed it to move in any direction at will with incredible speed and silence. It was also able to deflect most of the attack force that the knight would otherwise have to withstand.

Astride the warhorse, he had more room to maneuver and dodge.

Moreover, Carl suspected that his own top-quality Dharma Seal, Earth Shattering, would probably be useless against this horse.

The warhorse's hooves barely touched the ground; it could even bounce in the void, its agility beyond belief.

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Yana shifted her gaze. She pressed down her Great Sword slightly, and the shadows of its blade moved to target the warhorse.

Battle Skill—Barbaric Charge!

BANG!

NEIGH...

The warhorse's hooves struck the ground. It let out a strange cry as a deep wound appeared beneath its neck.

But instead of blood, a gray mist floated out from the wound.

"Damn it!"

Joseph clenched his teeth. His eyes were filled with wariness as he looked at Yana, and thick anger as he looked at Carl.

"Charge!"

He gently squeezed the horse's sides.

The warhorse beneath him stamped its hooves. Its figure suddenly turned into nothingness, and when it reappeared, it was already near Carl.

Battle Skill—Ghost Assault!

SWOOSH!

The long spear shot forth like lightning.

With extreme speed and terrifying burst power, Joseph was confident that he could even break through a city gate, let alone a common man.

Whether it was a Knight or a Great Knight, in the eyes of someone of Legendary rank like Joseph, they were all commoners.

WHOOSH...

Ripples formed in the air before the spear tip, producing a low, strange howl, as Carl raised his twin swords in defense.

CRASH!

The strange collision sound made Joseph's eyebrows twitch slightly.

What happened?

In his perception, Carl in front of him suddenly became ethereal, just like the ghostly warhorse beneath him.

And his own thrusting spear didn't feel like it hit solidly, with ninety percent of the force missing its mark.

Phantom Amulet!

Etherealization!

Using an Advanced Magic Item to block the opponent's strike, Carl seized the opportunity to activate a prepared Seal.

Seal—Gravity Field!

In an instant.

Gravity within a radius of several dozen meters increased more than tenfold.

The omnipresent, crushing pressure from all directions forced Joseph and his warhorse toward the ground.

Before they could stabilize themselves, Carl, who through Giantification had become a giant over six meters tall, had already swung his sword down fiercely.

Battle Skill—Holy Sanction!

BANG!

The ground caved in and dust plumed. Both horse and rider were slammed to the ground.

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