I picked up the dragon girl at the beginning and I used artillery fire to liberate the other world

Another sword blade collided, and Sophia used the force to retreat back, standing on the high platform in the square.

At the same time, Constance also broke away from the shadow state due to the huge power generated between his hands.

The two stood on the edges of the platform, staring at each other solemnly, with sharpness and sparks flashing between them.

At this moment, the platform that Bai Yan used for his speeches had become a stage for the two of them. Sophia looked at the blue-haired woman in front of her and felt a little relieved.

She was glad that she didn't come too late, otherwise Sophia couldn't imagine how many cities would be destroyed by this witch.

Sophia exhaled a breath of cold air, raised the silver sword in her hand and pointed it at Constance. Her originally restrained aura surged again. As the magical elements in her body gathered, the air around her began to form an outward-pushing spiral airflow with her as the center.

The red light armor dress was gently lifted and swayed by the airflow, and the ponytail that was originally scattered during the battle was also blown up and messed up by the ears.

"Today, I will use this sword to slay all the sins."

With a light sigh, the silver sword in Sophia's hand was covered with a layer of golden flames.

As the magical elements in her body surged, the golden flames suddenly surged. The original one-handed sword looked extremely dazzling at this moment, as if emitting a sacred light.

"Psycho!" Seeing this crazy woman raising her sword and looking at her again, Constance had no choice but to hide herself again.

But this time, the stealth magic that he was so proud of seemed to have lost its effect.

Every time he attacked or defended, Sophia could easily predict his position and resolve or repel it.

Constance soon realized what was happening.

It was the golden flame on the silver sword that was causing trouble. This flame had a certain suppressive effect on her shadow magic, and Constance could feel that her strength weakened when her dagger hit the golden flame.

Constance was not paying attention and Sophia suddenly appeared in front of her.

Her face changed, and before she could block, she was chopped away by Sophia's sword.

When it hit the ground heavily on the platform, the huge impact raised a cloud of dust and rubble.

Seeing this, Sophia's expression did not relax at all. She looked at the dust in front of her coldly, with some dust on her nose.

As the dust and smoke cleared, a large pit about a meter and a half deep and nearly four meters in diameter appeared.

But Constance, who was supposed to be lying inside, was nowhere to be found.

"Don't waste your energy. The shadow magic you are best at is restrained by my Flame of Judgment. You are no match for me."

She stretched out her hand casually, and the silver sword stood on her back, easily resolving Constance's attack again. Sophia shook her head in disdain.

Then he used his arms to push Constance away again, knocking her into a plane tree at the edge of the square.

Supporting herself on the ground with one hand, Constance coughed up a mouthful of blood, her brows slightly furrowed, and the wound on her back began to ache slightly.

This time she did not lurk into the darkness again, but wiped the corner of her mouth and slowly stood up.

"Who said I'm only good at shadow magic?!" He let out a long sigh, as if he was talking to himself, but also as if he was talking to Sophia opposite him.

Unlike the previous magic circle, a layer of ice-blue glow appeared on Constance's body, and her azure pupils also revealed a faint blue glow at this moment.

Sophia felt the magical elements around her begin to violently surge, her brows furrowed slightly, the golden flame of the silver sword in her hand surged again, and the expression on her face became serious.

"Now, it's my turn."

Constance stretched out her left hand, opened her five fingers slightly, and with a gleam in her eyes, a huge ice cone appeared out of thin air and stabbed straight down at Sophia.

Sophia's face changed drastically, and she raised the silver sword in her hand to block above her head, but the huge ice cone was as hard as steel.

The silver sword with golden flames in his hand could not destroy it at all. Sophia gritted her teeth and began to hold the sword with both hands.

Finally, with a sudden burst of force, the huge ice cone that was seven or eight meters long was deflected to an angle. He exerted force with his feet and narrowly avoided it.

But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, another huge ice cone appeared and pressed down towards Sophia.

Fortunately, this was anticipated, and Sophia kept moving forward and once again moved to a safe area.

Just like this, one huge ice cone after another kept appearing and falling. Sophia's figure dodging the attacks formed a silver-gold light. From a distance, the square had become like a world of ice.

As Sophia dodged, she was also approaching Constance very quickly, and once again dodged the attack of the ice hammer. Sophia stepped on the side of the ice cone, stretched her legs, and instantly appeared in front of Constance.

However, before she could slash Constance with the silver sword in her hand, Sophia's face suddenly turned pale with horror, and then she was knocked away by an ice cone that pierced through the ground.

It was unknown how far Sophia flew before she fell to the ground and tumbled around before she managed to steady herself.

The silver sword stuck into the ground, but his body couldn't stop retreating. His feet left two deep grooves on the ground, turning up a layer of gravel.

When Sophia stopped, her arms could not stop shaking and a stream of blood flowed down her left arm.

At that moment, she used her left arm to block the icicle that was piercing the ground. The powerful force made her feel so painful that her left arm was almost unable to exert any strength.

“Heh~ho~ho~”

Holding the silver sword stuck in the ground in his right hand, he knelt on one knee, lowered his head and gasped heavily.

The messy blonde hair fell on both sides, having long lost its original glossy and shiny appearance.

Constance raised her left hand again, and several ice cones formed a circle and aimed at Sophia.

"who are you?"

Constance asked in a cold voice, with a slightly gloomy face.

"Heh, shouldn't I be the one asking you this?" Sophia exerted force with her right hand again and slowly stood up. Her left arm hung straight down and might not be usable for a while.

His eyes still held a cold light as he looked at Constance with disdain.

"I don't know what method that bastard Bai Yan used to seduce you to him." Sophia looked at Constance and murmured.

Her voice grew louder and louder. “I don’t care how strong you are, or why you obey him.”

"I will kill you with my sword!"

He screamed out the last words.

The flame of judgment rose again on the silver sword in Sophia's hand.

The golden hair on her temples was blown to the sides by the powerful pressure, and her dress rustled.

Blood-like patterns began to appear on the silver one-handed sword, and the violet flower also fully bloomed at this moment, emitting a faint purple glow.

Constance's eyes suddenly widened, and then he stepped back to create some distance. At the same time, the ice cones floating around Sophia suddenly shot out. The originally hard ice cones were easily shattered by the silver sword at this moment.

"You actually burned the magic elements in your body! You are such a lunatic!!"