Boom! As the voice of Lugansk Zoia fell, the scene suddenly changed within the domain, and the dense green vegetation outside the Sacred Heart City collapsed under the pressure of buildings descending from the sky, emitting a creaking sound.
Creak! One after another, towering native giant trees were crushed and smashed by buildings falling from the sky, sinking deep into the ground.
Similarly, the flying birds and beasts unintentionally covered by the domain suffered the same fate, and hundreds of buildings unknowingly crushed countless lives.
Broken bones, blood, nerves, eyeballs...
Under the guillotine were mixed fresh flesh and blood, as well as blood clots that had congealed for many years—the guillotine had severed countless heads, and under its blade were trapped blood and roaring souls.
Even with such significant changes occurring outside, the skeletal hand seemed oblivious, heading straight towards Lugansk Zoia.
Bang! The skeletal hand pierced several kilometers, destroying dozens of guillotines along the way.
Lugansk Zoia, solemn-faced, held a Bible, with Hebrew floating around him.
"The Lord is our strength and shield, our most trusted refuge and weapon." Lugansk Zoia flipped through the Bible in his hand, gazing at the skeletal hand with determination.
Words spoken, laws followed!
This is the power of divine magic!
After Lugansk Zoia spoke these words, a guillotine suddenly exploded, and then a fully armored soldier holding a scythe emerged from it.
"Esteemed Intermediate..." faintly, Novgorod's voice came, "This is the power of divine magic, actually terrifying to such an extent, capable of summoning an esteemed-level. However, it's only a brief summoning..."
After the esteemed-level soldier emerged from the guillotine, he charged towards the skeletal hand, then self-destructed, perishing together with the skeletal hand.
Even the advanced esteemed-level domain barrier was slightly shaken by the shockwave from the self-destruction. If it were detonated in an unsealed reality, an entire side of the city wall of the Sacred Heart City would collapse.
"Domain, Mountains of Corpses and Seas of Skeletons!" Novgorod, hidden away, suddenly appeared, a black mist rapidly spreading.
Another domain.
Novgorod forcibly opened his own domain within Lugansk Zoia's domain, emitting an aura of deathly rage, Mountains of Corpses and Seas of Skeletons.
The black mist spread rapidly, covering a quarter of Lugansk Zoia's domain, from which various undead creatures surged out like sea water.
With shackled spirits, decaying zombies, and a multitude of evil undead creatures, even a few esteemed-level bone dragons!
But with the creatures summoned within the domain, it was enough to destroy the entire Sacred Heart City—if the experts within the city didn't intervene.
Both Lugansk Zoia's and Novgorod's domains were worthy of being classified as exceptional, even rare, super domains!
"The Tyrant's Guillotine." Lugansk Zoia waved the Bible in his hand, and in Novgorod's location, a guillotine appeared in the black mist. From its aura, the danger of the Tyrant's Guillotine was stronger than that of all the other guillotines within the domain combined!
The Tyrant's Guillotine suddenly descended, slicing through the black mist.
Crack!
The explosion from the guillotine shattered the surrounding undead warriors!
The lowest rank of undead warriors summoned by Novgorod was at least beyond the sixth rank, which could be considered superior strength on the Roland Continent.
Just the sound alone could kill a sixth-rank professional. Lugansk Zoia truly deserved to be the mastermind of the Habsburg family to protect Niya.
"Substitute Puppet!" Novgorod chuckled lightly as the black mist suddenly flashed to the other side of the domain of the Mountains of Corpses and Seas of Skeletons where the black mist had been severed by the Tyrant's Guillotine.
The black mist absorbed the surrounding undead creatures and condensed into Novgorod's body in a second.
"Is it wise to fight me like this? My disciple has already set his sights on Niya and the little undead around her." Novgorod spoke as he saw no way to end the battle quickly.
He thought he could swiftly end the battle and then capture Niya to inquire about the secrets of bloodline magic, but who knew that Lugansk Zoia, although only an esteemed-level advanced, would hold off even a great complete esteemed-level like himself.
Not only did he fail to gain the upper hand, but he also had a slight disadvantage.
On the surface, Lugansk Zoia's several attacks seemed to have no effect on him, but wasn't it the same for Novgorod? The summoned undead creatures couldn't even harm Lugansk Zoia. On the contrary, if Lugansk Zoia's guillotine truly struck him, it would be the end.
Moreover, once the battle between him and Lugansk Zoia dragged on too long, it would attract Slav over. Faced with the encirclement of two esteemed-level, Novgorod would have no choice but to flee.
The reason Novgorod specifically named his disciple, who was secretly watching Yann and Niya, was to distract Lugansk Zoia. Even if Lugansk Zoia didn't rush to rescue, as long as he was slightly distracted in the battle, Novgorod would find an opportunity to strike!
One move to defeat the enemy!
The battles between esteemed-levels rarely lasted for days and nights; most were decided within a few dozen seconds or seconds.
One side flees, the other pursues!
"I believe in Niya and her magic pets." Lugansk Zoia didn't care at all about the actions of Novgorod's disciples.
It's hard to understand where he got his confidence from, believing that Yann and Niya could handle Novgorod's disciples.
How bad could the disciples of esteemed-level be?
The battle between Lugansk Zoia and Novgorod entered a white-hot stage, while at the same time, on the other side, the battle between Niya and Yann also reached a turning point.
Several soldiers were no match for Yann and were slaughtered without resistance. The dark flames burning on Yann's body were like hedgehog armor, making it difficult for them to find a good opportunity for close combat, and they could only harass Yann with long-range weapons from a distance.
But even if they persisted in long-range harassment without close combat, they were still killed by Yann when he found the right moment.
At this point, it's not a question of whether they can kill Niya and Yann; it's whether they can escape from the battlefield themselves.
"Ah!" Yann's half-sword once again flicked a person's cheek, and the dark flames quickly consumed the remaining half of the head.
At this moment, the black-robed figure hidden in the dark suddenly made a move!
Whoosh! The speed of the black-robed figure was as fast as the wind, a black wind!
A sharp, small dagger was held by the black-robed figure, suddenly appearing behind Yann!
"Oh, a kidney shot?!" Yann's body twisted at a strange angle, and the half-sword in his hand swung horizontally towards the black-robed figure!
Yann had long known about the opponent's existence, but had been waiting for the opponent to take the initiative to attack, giving Yann the opportunity to counterattack!