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At the same time, the mantis-like humanoid creatures were also busy.

It crawled quickly on the ground on its four legs and came to a magician in an instant.

The magician was concentrating on chanting defensive magic and had no idea that danger was approaching.

The humanoid creature suddenly stretched out its sickle-like forelimbs and slashed towards the magician's neck.

Fortunately, a knight nearby was quick-witted and rushed over on horseback, blocking the fatal blow with his shield.

But the humanoid was so powerful that deep scratches were left on the shield and the knight's arm was numb from the shock.

The creature holding a huge flesh shield slowly approached with the headless swordsman behind it.

The deformed human face on the shield suddenly opened its mouth and spewed out a black smoke. The smoke quickly spread, and wherever it went, the soldiers began to cough uncontrollably, their eyes stung, and their vision became blurred.

The headless swordsman took advantage of the chaos and rushed into the crowd, waving a flesh-and-blood sword. Every time he swung the sword, it brought up a splash of blood.

The magicians who were originally fighting against the fly-like monsters had to divert their attention to deal with these newly emerged enemies.

A magician shot an ice spike at the strange two-headed creature, but the creature easily shattered the ice spike with a bone knife, and ice chips flew everywhere.

Another magician cast a fire spell on the mantis-like humanoid creature, and the flames instantly enveloped it. However, the humanoid creature screamed shrilly in the flames. Not only was it not burned to death, but its speed became even faster. It escaped from the range of the flames in the blink of an eye and continued to attack everyone.

Faced with the various terrifying methods used by these strange creatures, the army and magicians were in a tough battle but did not retreat.

The knights cooperated with each other, formed a tight formation, used shields to block attacks, and looked for opportunities to counterattack.

The magicians kept changing their magic, trying to find the weaknesses of these creatures.

The battlefield was filled with shouts of killing, roars of magic, and the screams of creatures, creating a chaotic scene.

The dean of Dawn Academy looked at the chaotic situation on the battlefield with great anxiety, and suddenly a sixth-level magic fluctuation burst out from his body.

He raised his staff high and roared, "Teachers of Dawn Academy, it's time to take action!"

However, when he turned around, he saw that the instructors from his own academy were hiding at the back of the team, each of them cowering and not daring to step forward.

This scene made him so angry that he couldn't help but yell, "Damn it, what a bunch of rubbish! I was so blind to recruit you guys as mentors. You should at least cast a little magic in the dark!"

You know, these creatures produced by human alchemy are extremely powerful. Each individual has the strength of the fourth or fifth level, which brings great pressure to everyone.

The instructors at Dawn Academy are all at level five, and there are also quite a few at level six, but they hide behind everyone else, which is really shameful!

To put it simply, most of the instructors at Dawn Academy are of aristocratic origin, and they value their lives very much.

Just when the situation was at a stalemate, Arthur, riding a snow-white warhorse, rushed into the battle circle without hesitation with the Knights of Dawn like a silver lightning.

He had a nimble figure, and the long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, like a god of war descending to earth.

He was seen galloping on his horse, and wherever he went, the humanoid creatures fell down one after another, like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind.

The knights behind him were also extremely brave. They followed closely and together with him, they tore apart the army of humanoids.

Every time Arthur swung his sword, it was with great force, accurately killing the enemy, truly achieving one sword at a time.

Seeing this, the humanoid creatures surrounded him and tried to take down Arthur with their numerical advantage.

They brandished their weapons together and attacked Arthur from all directions.

However, Arthur was not afraid at all. He had a firm look in his eyes and swung the sword in his hand quickly, instantly forming a sword curtain that blocked all the attacks one by one. Then he exerted force suddenly, and the sword curtain spread outward. The surrounding humanoid creatures were immediately blown away by the powerful force, and were either killed or injured.

The white horse he was riding seemed to understand human nature. It stepped on the fallen corpses and galloped quickly on the battlefield with an elegant and brave posture.

Arthur fought bravely and shouted Merlin's name loudly.

Merlin instantly understood what Arthur meant. He knew that he had to seize the opportunity and break through to the deepest point in one fell swoop.

So he immediately gathered the strongest men in the team, followed Arthur closely, and rushed towards the deepest part of the battlefield.

They were like a sharp spearhead, piercing straight into the enemy's heartland.

Merlin looked at Arthur who was showing great power in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could this guy be the destined protagonist of the Aize continent?

This was not the first time that he had such thoughts.

Every time Merlin saw Arthur display extraordinary courage and strength in battle, that aura that seemed to come with it gave him this illusion.

The moon goddess Selene seemed to have sensed Merlin's thoughts and couldn't help rolling her eyes.

The protagonist? You are more like the protagonist than Arthur.

At such a young age, his power reached the pinnacle of the Aize continent.

Arthur was blessed by the gods, but you, on the other hand, are followed by a god everywhere and at all times.

He is handsome and rich, and has the blood of the God of War flowing in his body. With His help, he has awakened.

Look at the people who follow you, each of them is a genius.

Selene paused at the thought. Of course, the most important thing is that wherever you go, trouble will occur.

Just as Merlin and the others were rushing towards the deepest part with great momentum, a terrifying wave of magical power gushed out from the top of the stairs like a surging tide.

The unique pressure of a seventh-level strongman instantly enveloped everyone, like an invisible giant net, instantly slowing down their forward momentum.

Everyone only felt a powerful force pressing down on them, and every step forward became extremely difficult.

At this moment, a cold snort came from the team behind Merlin.

This cold snort was like a thunderclap, instantly breaking the tense and depressing atmosphere.

The seventh-level pressure was instantly shattered by this cold snort.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw an extremely strange creature rushing down from the stairs made of flesh and blood.

It has six pairs of wings, and each pair of wings is covered with countless eyeballs. These eyeballs are constantly rotating and emitting a strange light.

Its body is so slender that it seems like it could be blown down by a gust of wind, but the seventh-level pressure it releases is not to be underestimated.

However, before this strange creature could launch an attack on everyone, a field of blazing flames suddenly rose up.

A bald old man in the team was bathed in flames, like the god of fire.

Behind him followed a group of flaming fire crows, rushing towards the strange creature with great momentum.

The old man flashed in front of the strange creature and shouted, "Leave this guy to me! Keep going, don't worry about me!"

After saying that, he relied on the power of his domain and flew into the air with the strange seventh-level creature. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only a scorching afterglow.