Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

On the other side, Emily, wielding the long sword that gleamed with cold light and flowed with mysterious runes, continued to battle the rebel Saint-tier experts.

Her swordsmanship was exquisite, each strike carrying immense power and speed.

One of the rebel Saint-tier experts attempted to ambush her but was easily detected.

She turned, swung her long sword, and a burst of sword energy roared out, directly cleaving the rebel Saint-tier expert in two.

The court mage group was not idle either, fully casting spells from the rear to provide support to their companions on the battlefield.

Fireballs, ice arrows, and lightning bolts continuously shot towards the rebel Saint-tier experts, making it impossible for them to defend.

Grand Princess Merilyn floated in mid-air, her face pale, as prolonged spellcasting had depleted a large amount of her magical power.

But she still gritted her teeth and persevered, her hands constantly changing hand seals, chanting ancient and mysterious incantations.

As she chanted, a huge dark cloud appeared in the sky, lightning flashing and thunder rumbling within it, and thick bolts of lightning descended from the sky, accurately striking the rebel Saint-tier experts.

The rebel Saint-tier experts struck by the lightning let out painful screams, their bodies convulsing under the powerful electrical shock.

"Clang!" With a loud noise, the two battle axes collided fiercely, and the powerful impact shook the surrounding air.

Moke and Ada stared at each other, their eyes filled with killing intent.

Moke suddenly exerted force, trying to push Ada back.

However, Ada's strength was too great, and not only was he not pushed back, but he stepped forward and swung his battle axe again, slashing towards Moke.

Moke quickly used his battle axe to block, but Ada's power shocked his arm numb.

Just as Moke and Ada were deadlocked, Edmund seized the opportunity.

Riding his black horse, he charged towards Moke like a bolt of black lightning.

Moke sensed the danger and wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Edmund's long sword pierced fiercely into Moke's back, Moke let out a painful scream, and his body slowly fell down.

The situation on the battlefield became more and more favorable to Sauron's side, the number of rebel Saint-tier experts decreased, and their resistance became weaker and weaker.

Rebar looked at his companions falling one by one, and his heart was filled with despair. He knew that this assassination operation had completely failed.

"Retreat! Retreat now!" Rebar shouted loudly, he no longer had the will to fight, and just wanted to escape this terrible battlefield as soon as possible.

The remaining rebel Saint-tier experts heard Rebar's order and turned to flee.

Sauron stood beside the carriage blackened by the flames of war, his eyes like lightning, locking onto Rebar, who was fleeing in a panic.

He could spare the lives of other Saint-tier experts, but not Rebar.

Sauron snorted coldly, his aura suddenly soared, he tapped the ground lightly, and dashed out of the carriage like a bolt of black lightning, his sword wrapped in a biting killing intent, directly slashing towards Rebar.

Rebar was originally full of thoughts of running away, but in a panic, he caught sight of Sauron rushing over, and his heart was first shocked, but then he revealed ecstasy.

In his opinion, Sauron's move was undoubtedly a self-inflicted trap.

"Sauron, you are seeking your own death!" He roared inwardly, thinking that as long as he could capture Sauron, this惨败 might have a turnaround.

So, he suddenly turned around, held his black sickle horizontally, and fully met Sauron's fatal blow.

"Clang!" A loud noise shook the surrounding air violently, and the metal collision splashed dazzling sparks. However, at the moment when the swords crossed, Rebar's face changed drastically.

A terrifying force, like a surging tide, surged along Sauron's sword and slammed into him.

He only felt that his internal organs were as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his whole person flew out uncontrollably, drawing an arc of nearly a hundred meters in the air, and finally fell heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Saint-tier! You have broken through to the Saint-tier." Rebar shouted in horror, his voice full of despair and disbelief.

He struggled to get up from the ground, blood溢血 from the corner of his mouth, his eyes staring at Sauron, and at this moment he finally understood,

why Sauron dared to rush out of the carriage so boldly.

It turned out that Sauron had already stepped into the ranks of Saint-tier experts, which meant that the gap between their strengths had been widened to an insurmountable gap.

Sauron held his long sword and slowly walked towards Rebar, the Saint-tier pressure emanating from his body made the surrounding air become viscous.

With each step, the ground trembled slightly, as if in awe of this powerful force.

"Rebar, your conspiracy ends here." Sauron's voice was low and cold, like a judgment from hell.

Rebar's heart surged with endless fear, but as an veteran Saint-tier expert, he still had a glimmer of hope. He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his body, and waved his sickle again, trying to make a final struggle.

His figure flashed, rushing towards Sauron like a ghost, and the sickle slashed towards Sauron's neck with a whooshing sound.

Sauron looked calm and unhurried.

When Rebar was about to rush in front of him, he gently dodged, easily avoiding this fierce blow.

Then, he backhanded a sword, a seemingly casual wave, but contained the terrifying power of a Saint-tier expert.

Rebar had no time to dodge, and could only subconsciously use his sickle to block it,

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the sickle in Rebar's hand was broken by Sauron's sword like a fragile branch.

The huge impact once again sent Rebar flying out, he fell heavily on the ground, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

"How is it possible! He just broke through to the Saint-tier, why does he have such a powerful force, even a mid-stage Saint-tier is no more than this." Rebar shouted unwillingly.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield was completely clear.

The rebel Saint-tier experts suffered heavy casualties under the fierce attack of Sauron's side and the surprise attack of the Saint-tier undead puppets.

The remaining people had no intention of fighting, and fled in all directions.

The Royal Guard Knights and the Eighth-tier Knights, led by Jennifer and Edmund, pursued the victory and chased the rebels, leaving them in a state of utter defeat.

Emily wielded the rune long sword, shuttling back and forth on the battlefield, reaping lives like the Grim Reaper.

Wherever she went, the rebel Saint-tier experts fell one after another, and no one could stop her.