Crossing the wilderness to survive, starting with a broken kitchen knife.

The two clashed instantly, fists and blades intertwining, the castle reverberating with the dull sounds of metal clashing and flesh clashing. Leveraging the power of the Forbidden Magic Stone, his own immense strength, and combat skills, Tang Hao gradually gained the upper hand. Each of his strikes was powerful and devastating. Though a master in his own right, the red-haired elder was, after all, old and without the magical support, he seemed somewhat powerless under Tang Hao's continuous assaults. Even the hand holding his staff trembled slightly.

After a fierce exchange, Tang Hao seized the opportunity and suddenly spun sideways, slashing the blood-red broadsword at an incredible angle, leaving a deep wound on the red-haired old man's left arm. Blood gushed out, and the red-haired old man cried out in pain, stumbling back involuntarily.

"Is this all you can do? How disappointing!"

Tang Hao pressed on step by step, his tone full of contempt.

The red-haired old man's eyes widened in anger, knowing full well that if he didn't give it his all, he wouldn't be able to escape unscathed. So, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain, gripped the staff tightly with both hands, and whispered an ancient spell. Although the magic stone restricted most of his magic power, he still tried to unleash the mysterious power hidden within the staff.

As the spell was completed, a dazzling red light erupted from the tip of the staff, and a powerful wave of energy rippled through the air. Tang Hao felt the threat of this power and dared not be careless. He immediately condensed all his blood and energy, forming a thick shield to prepare for the impending attack.

"Firestorm!"

The red-haired old man roared and swung his staff forward. A huge fire tornado formed instantly, sweeping towards Tang Hao with destructive power.

Tang Hao retreated violently, swinging his sword at the flaming tornado, attempting to scatter it. However, the flaming tornado's power was beyond imagination. Even weakened by the Magic Forbidden Stone, his blood-red sword could only barely slow it. The flaming tornado finally crashed into the shield he had previously set up, unleashing a deafening roar that shook the entire castle, sending many members of the Alliance of Light reeling to the ground from the shockwave.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Tang Hao, though ragged and his armor charred, remained standing. The light of the Forbidden Magic Stone, though dimmed, still stubbornly protected him from further harm. The red-haired old man, exhausted from casting forbidden magic, knelt on the ground, gasping for breath.

"It's over, old man."

Tang Hao slowly approached, holding the bloody sword high, ready to give his opponent the final blow.

The red-haired old man looked up, his eyes filled with despair and unwillingness, but more than that, a helpless acceptance of his fate. He closed his eyes, waiting for the end to come.

At this moment, a sudden roar erupted from outside the castle, as if a new force was approaching. Tang Hao's heart trembled, realizing that the battle might not be truly over yet. But he also understood that at this moment, he must first completely eliminate the immediate threat before he could face the greater challenges that might come.

"For the Alliance of Light, for justice, you must die!" Tang Hao growled, and the blood-red broadsword fell like lightning, as if to end the life of the red-haired old man. Unexpectedly, another flame swept past, knocking Tang Hao out and saving the red-haired old man at the critical moment.

Liu Yu on the side narrowed his eyes and held the sword tightly in his hand.

"Bell, you finally showed up."

The flames dissipated, and Bell helped the red-haired old man up. A large number of Eagle Regiment members appeared on the upper level. They were well-equipped and well-armed, and were obviously much better than the mob just now. They should be the elite troops of the Eagle Regiment.

The red-haired old man gasped for breath and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Bell.

"You go guard the control center, I'll leave this here."

Hearing this, the old man nodded in agreement, then quickly ran towards the upper level.

With the red-haired old man gone, Bell stood in the center of the castle's upper floor. His eyes were as cold as a knife, and his whole body exuded an indescribable majesty and dominance. His injuries didn't seem to affect his momentum, but instead inspired him to fight even harder.

"Untouchables, do you think you can easily destroy our Eagle Group with just this? Today, I will let you witness the true strength of the Eagle Group!"

Bell's voice echoed in the castle, and every word was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone in the Alliance of Light.

Tang Hao got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became more determined. He knew that the real battle had just begun. He gripped the blood-red sword tightly, and his blood and energy boiled again, ready to meet Bell's challenge.

Liu Yu stood beside Tang Hao, his gaze darting back and forth between Bell and the surrounding elite Eagles, rapidly formulating a response strategy. He knew that all his plans were unimportant at this moment; as long as Bell was eliminated, their mission would be accomplished.

"Bell, your end has come!"

Tang Hao roared and rushed towards Bell again. The blood-red sword carried a sharp blade wind and went straight to Bell's vital points.

Bell snorted coldly and dodged like a ghost, while a flaming sword appeared in his hand. His swordsmanship was superb, and every move was just right. He avoided Tang Hao's offensive and kept looking for opportunities to counterattack.

The two men clashed back and forth, the shadows of swords and the flashes of knives intertwining. The two sides' troops collided, and the crisp sound of metal clashing echoed once again within the castle. Sparks flew with every clash, and the air was thick with the smell of blood. Within the castle, the flash of swords, the clashing of magic and firearms, the battle reached a fever pitch. Members of the Alliance of Light and the Eagles fought with all their might, fighting for their respective beliefs and honor.

At this moment, the clash between Tang Hao and Bell suddenly reached its climax. Both men simultaneously exerted their full strength, and the blood-red broadsword and long sword collided in the air, making a deafening sound. The powerful impact caused both men to step back, but Tang Hao was clearly superior. He seized the opportunity and leaped up, slashing at Bell with the blood-red broadsword like lightning.

Bell's injuries had affected him, and his fighting ability was much weaker than before. Seeing Tang Hao approaching, there was no panic in his eyes. He gripped his sword tightly with both hands, and powerful magic surged in his body. He growled, and his sword instantly covered with a layer of blazing flames, colliding with Tang Hao's blood-red sword again.

This time, their powers reached their peak, and the castle seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force. The immense impact caused the surrounding buildings to collapse, scattering debris and dust everywhere.

However, at this critical moment, Bell suddenly used some kind of spell or skill. The sword in his hand instantly turned into a ball of blazing flames, rushing towards Tang Hao with destructive force.

Although Tang Hao was extremely brave, he seemed somewhat powerless in the face of this sudden killing move. He swung his blood-red sword with all his might, trying to resist the invasion of the flames, but the power of the flames was too strong, and his shield was instantly pierced, and the blood-red sword was also engulfed by the flames.

Tang Hao retreated violently, but the flames followed him like a shadow, constantly approaching him. At this critical moment, Liu Yu stepped forward, the long sword in his hand flashing with dazzling light, and with a single swing, he cut the flames in two.

However, this was only a temporary respite. Bell did not stop there, he gathered his strength again, ready to launch a more fierce attack.