Chapter 805:He Ain’t From This World

Chapter 805: 805:He Ain’t From This World

Rathlos suddenly transformed.

His body expanded rapidly, and a huge Wyvern form appeared in the sky. Scales covered his entire body, while his enormous wings spread wide enough to block the light above. His claws tightened, and his eyes locked onto the Demonic Phantom.

With a mighty roar, Rathlos charged forward.

The huge tail behind him suddenly flicked with tremendous force.

BOOOM!

The tail slammed into the Demonic Phantom and pushed its enormous body downward. Before it could recover, Rathlos flapped his wings and released several powerful wind attacks. Huge blades of wind formed around him and slammed into the phantom one after another, forcing it further toward the ground.

Rathlos didn’t give it any chance to recover.

He folded his wings slightly and pounced down.

BOOOOM!

His huge body smashed directly into the Demonic Phantom and drove it into the ground. The earth cracked under the impact, and a huge cloud of dust rose into the air.

But just as Rathlos thought he had pinned it down, something strange happened.

The head of the Demonic Phantom suddenly appeared beside him.

More arms emerged from its body.

One grabbed Rathlos’s wing.

Another seized his arm.

Two more hands wrapped around his tail while another grabbed his other wing.

Rathlos’s expression changed as the phantom suddenly pulled him in.

The two enormous bodies struggled against each other.

Rathlos pushed with his claws while the Demonic Phantom pulled at his wings and tail. Their immense strength collided, and loud clattering shockwaves spread through the battlefield.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ground beneath them continued cracking as Rathlos tried to break free.

Amidst this, Lancelot had been preparing his attack.

He stood several meters away with his sword held tightly in both hands. A powerful sword aura was gathering around his body, and the air around him began to tremble.

"Rathlos on my call, leave me an opening."

His eyes remained fixed on the green-robed figure.

"I am gonna wipe out that man with my all out strike."

Rathlos heard the call and struggled even harder.

He tried to wrestle his way free, but the Demonic Phantom’s immense strength made it difficult for him to overpower it. Its many hands continued holding onto his body.

Rathlos suddenly opened his maw.

A powerful energy began gathering inside his mouth.

The next moment, several bright orbs of Draconic Breath shot out.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The orbs slammed into the Demonic Phantom one after another. The force of the attacks pushed the phantom back and made its many arms pause for a moment.

"NOWWW!"

Lancelot roared.

Rathlos immediately understood.

He pulled his body away with all his strength and tore himself free from the phantom’s grip.

He moved aside as fast as he could.

Lancelot appeared before the green-robed figure.

He thrust his sword forward.

SWOOOSH!

A concentrated beam of sword aura rushed out from Lancelot’s sword.

The sword aura was extremely sharp and condensed into a single powerful attack. It tore through the air and struck the Demonic Phantom directly in its chest.

The phantom’s body was ripped apart by the attack.

The sword aura continued forward without stopping. It tore through the phantom and went past it, destroying everything in its path. The earth split open, mountains in the distance were cleaved apart, and the entire space was lit up by the terrifying sword light.

For a moment, the battlefield was covered in brilliant light.

Then the sword energy slowly dispersed.

Everyone stared ahead.

The upper half of the Demonic Phantom was missing.

Only its lower half remained, while the green robe of the figure behind it had been torn apart. One of his arms was also missing, and blood could be seen around the damaged area.

Lancelot slowly lowered his sword.

Rathlos and the others looked at the scene with relief.

But just as they were about to loosen up in joy, the missing arm suddenly began to regenerate.

Flesh slowly grew from the wound.

The bones formed first, followed by muscles and skin. Within moments, the missing arm had completely returned.

"Damn."

Rathlos cursed.

He immediately opened his maw again and prepared to cast his Dragon Breath.

But this time, the green-robed figure reacted before he could fire.

His body suddenly moved upward.

Rathlos released the attack.

The powerful Dragon Breath tore through the space where the green-robed figure had been standing, but the man had already dodged it.

He continued moving upward at terrifying speed.

"Catch him!"

The others immediately jumped after him.

Several Transcendent Knights rushed forward, while Lancelot also prepared to follow.

But before they could close the distance, an invisible attack suddenly struck them.

BOOM!

Their bodies shook violently.

"Ugh!"

Several of them grasped their bodies as pain spread through them. Some were forced backward while others struggled to remain in the air.

Lancelot’s expression became serious.

He was about to make another move when Ethan’s voice suddenly came from behind.

"Stopp!"

The roar echoed across the battlefield.

Everyone froze.

Ethan’s figure appeared in the distance as he looked toward the green-robed figure.

"Everyone stop and fall back."

His expression was unusually grim.

"You all are no match for him."

Ethan’s figure floated to the front, and he appeared before the green-robed figure while giving him a serious gaze. He hadn’t involved himself previously because he had decided to observe the person’s battle style and prowess. What he had witnessed had seriously shocked him to the core.

Staring at the robes and long hair, combined with the various moves the figure had used, Ethan was now certain of one thing.

"You aren’t a Knight or a magician."

He narrowed his eyes and continued staring at the green-robed figure.

"You are a Cultivator right?"

Ethan probed and waited for an answer, but the other side just kept mum with a dazed gaze. The green-robed figure didn’t seem to understand the question, and he simply continued floating there while staring ahead.

Ethan then turned toward the three family heads who were looking at them.

He amplified his voice and spoke.

"He ain’t from this world, isn’t he?"