With a thunderous shout, War God’s fist condensed the True Yuan Strength into a massive wolf’s head, emitting a piercing howl as it ferociously smashed forward.

Boom—

This strike made Isaac’s body tremble violently in the white light, and his expression changed. He continuously muttered incantations and released strength from the scepter in his hand to enhance the light’s power, in an attempt to fend off War God’s astonishing punch.

Meanwhile, Andrew’s gaze shifted as he suddenly flapped the wings on his back, darting towards the villa like lightning, clearly intent on capturing Alice.

Seeing this, Ye Luo’s expression changed, and just then, a dazzling silver light flashed by. Andrew screamed as one half of his wings were directly torn apart.

Although everything happened very abruptly, under the observation of Ye Luo’s Clairvoyant Eye, he distinctly saw that the silver light which tore through the wing was a military saber.

Indeed, it was the military saber that belonged to one of the vice-captains of War God’s team standing next to Ye Luo—the saber that was now in front of Andrew, perfectly splitting his wings and radiating a chilling silver light under the sunlight.

"Bastard!"

Andrew looked at the military saber and let out an enraged shout, his eyes filled with anger. Then his body surged with blood light, and the severed portion of his wing miraculously grew back, startling Ye Luo.

"Dare to destroy my wings, die!"

Andrew shouted angrily, his body surging with blood light. A black scimitar appeared before him, exuding a rich aura of death—it closely resembled the blood scimitar he previously conjured.

However, the prior was just an attack move, while this one was tangibly real. As soon as the scimitar appeared, it emitted a terrifying murderous aura, comparable to the demonic blade Muramasa from the Island Country.

"You shall meet your end by the blade of the Grim Reaper today!"

A merciless smile appeared on Andrew’s lips as he wildly brandished his arms. Instantly, the black scimitar burst forth with a sky-high killing intent, its tip aimed at the military saber, terrifying power continuously releasing from the blade.

"Xiao Ba, is this scimitar a King’s Tool?"

Feeling the fearful aura of the scimitar, Ye Luo inwardly asked.

"No, it is simply on par with a Superior grade Spiritual Artifact. However, this scimitar is likely just a replica, not a genuine existence," Xiao Ba responded.

"A replica? You mean this scimitar is only imitating someone else’s?" Ye Luo was taken aback.

"It seems to be the case. The true form of this scimitar should be a King’s Tool, while this replica is only of the level of a Superior grade Spiritual Artifact," Xiao Ba spoke indifferently.

"I wonder if the military saber can withstand it?" Ye Luo worried to himself in secret.

Boom!

In another development, War God unleashed his ultimate punch. A deafening sound rang out, and before such a terrifying punch, even though Isaac invoked all his strength to bolster the white light’s power, it still shattered like glass in the end.

War God’s terrifying punch struck him, sending him flying and crashing to the ground, spitting out blood mixed with organ tissue from his mouth. His eyes were wide open as he immediately died, causing the complexions of the other church elites to drastically change.

"This is the consequence of trespassing into Huaxia and daring to act under the Emperor’s feet. Do you wish to meet the same fate, or would you rather scram immediately?"

War God’s gaze turned towards the remaining church elites. Hearing his words, they trembled, exchanged glances, and hurriedly left with Isaac’s corpse.

On the other side, Andrew had already driven the Death God’s blade to viciously slam into the military saber.

Crisis descended, the military saber’s eyes shone brightly, and a sharp and deadly aura surged through his body, his saber in hand sparkling with dazzling silver light.

"Break!"

Just as the Death God’s blade unleashed a terrifying killing intent to swallow the military saber, Lei Ting shouted out a thunderous sound, gripping the military saber and slashing fiercely at what was in front of him.

A surge of sky-high Battle Will and saber intent was released, merging into one and forming an even more terrifying momentum, which made the silver military saber burst into an even more shocking radiant glow.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Endless explosions sounded, destroying everything outside the villa gate, even causing the walls of the villa to crack and numerous fissures to appear, with the ground collapsing beneath them.

The blinding light obscured everything, and when it faded, there was Andrew kneeling on the ground, with fresh blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, his expression flickering with shock and uncertainty.

Before him, the military saber stood proudly, the saber in his hands still sparkling with a sharp edge, the blade’s silver light cold and imposing.

To be able to withstand a blow from a Superior-grade Spiritual Artifact without any damage, it seemed that the saber in the hands of the military saber was not an ordinary item either.

According to Xiao Ba, the material of this military saber was made from a rare meteorite from outer space; although the saber was not a Spiritual Artifact, it would be difficult for even a Spiritual Artifact to damage it.

"Are we going to keep fighting?" the military saber asked indifferently, his voice thunderous, speaking with a majestic Battle Will.

Andrew’s eyes flickered, carrying a hint of unwillingness, as he put away the Death God’s blade and quickly left the place with the few Blood Clan experts.

"Cough, cough..."

Suddenly, the military saber coughed violently, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his complexion paling slightly.

Seeing this, War God and Ye Luo’s expressions both changed, and they rushed over immediately.

War God spoke first, "Are you alright?"

"It’s nothing, just a shock injury from the killing aura of the Death God’s blade," the military saber shook his head, wiping the blood from his lips.

"Seems like your strength has declined, huh? You can’t even beat a kid anymore."

Knowing that the military saber was alright, War God relaxed and couldn’t help joking.

"Declined my head, that guy is from the Blood Clan, maybe he has lived even longer than you and I combined. Plus, the Death God’s blade in his hands has at least the power of a Superior-grade Spiritual Artifact. You’re so great, why don’t you try blocking it?" the military saber glared at War God, speaking very sarcastically.

"Alright, alright, I know you’re tough. Happy now?" War God couldn’t help but laugh.

"Ye Luo is here to thank the two seniors for stepping in to help once again," Ye Luo said with a grateful look to the two men.

"You don’t need to be so polite. These Blood Clan and Church people sneaking into Huaxia is already a provocation against the Huaxia government. Naturally, we can’t just sit by and let them do whatever they want on Huaxia territory."

"But what exactly is your grudge with this Blood Clan and the Church, that they all have come looking for you?" War God’s eyes flashed with curiosity as he looked at Ye Luo.