[Suddenly, behind "Apostle Cain the Eleventh," a graceful and tall female figure emerged, with snake hair writhing on her head, each strand pointing towards the "Wailing Bone Dragon"…]
[The surging Dragon Breath from its gaping maw, like a tiny flame extinguished by a tidal wave, dissipated in an instant.]
[The "Wailing Bone Dragon," shocked, opened its mouth to spew Dragon Breath again, but no matter how wide it opened its maw, it could no longer gather the breath of the dead.]
[At this moment, two "Abyssal Dark Knights" had charged in front of "Apostle Cain the Eleventh," thrusting their spears menacingly…]
[The spear tips tore through the air, emitting a piercing screech.]
[However, before the spear tips could reach their enemy, the Crimson Greatsword had already smashed down.]
[A blood-red light surged, and the horizontal, broad blade, like a giant hammer, crushed the two "Abyssal Dark Knights," rider and steed, into a scattered pile of Broken Bones!]
