He lifted the long sword constructed of light.
"Holy Guard of Radiance, slay the enemies for the king."
"Die!"
Two high-ranking knights at his side stepped forward, each swinging their swords.
Their slashes trembled the space, flames seeming to fill the entire field of vision, intertwining streams of golden fire pushing across, instantaneously shattering the pillars of light, merging them into a shockwave that rolled over the remaining eight assassins.
Although dozens of meters away, Chen Lun still felt a searing pain all over his body, accompanied by a burning sensation. His vision was a blinding gold, making it difficult to breathe. He involuntarily used both "Spirit Breath" and "Five Senses Perception" to adapt to the sudden change in the environment.
Only after retreating a distance did he feel slightly better, and he also inwardly marveled at the two Saint Level knights' mythical power, which was truly terrifying.
