Upon hearing the enemy's attack outside, Bexia immediately rushed out of the tent. At the moment, two witch sisters who were on watch were fighting with several black-robed figures, while another group of around ten black-robed figures split into three groups and charged towards their respective tents.
These black-robed figures were none other than Long Hao's subordinates from the Dragon Shrine, a dozen or so black-robed witch priests.
In the Great Dragon Church, apart from those in official positions, the women were called witch sisters, while the men were called witch priests. These were titles passed down from ancient times.
"Damn it!" Bexia couldn't help but curse. In terms of strength, these witch priests were actually on par with the witch sisters, but they outnumbered the sisters by twice as many. This one-to-two disadvantage was huge.
Without hesitation, Bexia immediately took action. He decisively used the Hidden Dragon Froststar. The frigid aura instantly made these people feel something unusual. At the same time, in the blink of an eye, Bexia swiftly slashed through the darkness of the night.
"Light Blade Flash!"
The black-robed witch priest who was targeted by Bexia quickly used his weapon to defend himself. However, he didn't expect his reaction to be slightly slower. By the time he realized it, he felt a pain in his chest and, in the next moment, lost consciousness, plunging into eternal darkness.
Bexia had killed him with a single strike.
This wasn't the first time Bexia had killed someone. He no longer had the same feeling as before, and besides, these people had come to kill him and his companions. Why bother with hypocritical mercy?
After killing one witch priest, Bexia immediately locked his gaze onto the other witch priests. In terms of combat strength, he was the strongest here. If it weren't for him, Bexia would dare say that Isha and the others would die here tonight, because the witch priest who would attack Bexia next actually possessed Extreme strength.
"To think that there is another master!" Among the dozen or so witch priests, this one had the same status as Isha among the witch sisters. He was the leader of these witch priests and also one of Long Hao's trump cards. His strength had already reached the level of an Extreme One-Star. Although it was just a recent breakthrough, it was enough to crush Isha and the others.
Originally, this Extreme witch priest intended to deal with Isha. However, he didn't expect someone as powerful as Bexia to be present. Seeing him kill one of his companions, the witch priest's eyebrows furrowed. He drew a long sword and charged towards Bexia.
"Fierce Dragon Strike!"
The martial arts technique of the Extreme witch priest was similar to Bexia's Light Blade Flash. He quickly closed the distance and suddenly appeared in front of Bexia. The pale golden longsword collided with the deep blue Hidden Dragon Froststar. The Extreme witch priest was surprised to find that Bexia's strength surpassed his own.
After all, he had undergone extensive Dragon Power Stoste cultivation. His physical strength was at least two or three times greater than that of someone at his level. Yet, he couldn't defeat a seemingly much younger boy. This truly astounded him, and he speculated whether Bexia was Long Momo's secret weapon.
"So, you turned out to be an Extreme?!" Bexia looked at the magic power emanating from the opponent. It was easy to distinguish an Extreme, as before reaching that level, one couldn't achieve a state where their entire body emitted magic power. This was a characteristic of an Extreme.
However, Bexia wasn't too surprised. Extreme was Extreme, and just from their initial encounter, he could sense that the other's cultivation level was higher than his own. But was his strength really weaker? He had clearly used a skill, but their rushed exchange had resulted in a draw. Anyone could see who was stronger and who was weaker at a glance.
"This guy is tricky!" Extreme's witch priest signaled for his companions to help, though deep down he still believed that while he may not be able to match Bexia, the difference in their strength wasn't significant. Bringing others over was just a precaution and a way to end the fight quickly.
So, four or five witch priests rushed towards the tent and surrounded Bexia without hesitation, attacking him with their weapons.
"Warblade frenzy!"
Bexia swung his warblade with incredible speed. Though this sacrificed some power in his attacks, the rapid assault posed a greater headache for his opponents. However, he also keenly sensed the differences among these witch priests—they cooperated with remarkable precision, constantly switching their attacks on him. Even though their strength was inferior to his, Bexia felt as if he was striking at cotton, powerless to quickly resolve the situation.
Not to mention there was still an Extreme present. The current situation was completely disadvantageous for Bexia and his companions.
"Ah!" A weak cry echoed in Bexia's ears as one of the two priestesses guarding the camp was pierced through the chest by a sword. Fortunately, the other priestess reacted quickly and managed to save her, but she was still gravely injured.
Seeing this, anger surged within Bexia. Initially, being tied up by several witch priests was already frustrating enough, but now the priestesses were clearly no match for the enemy. The combination of the two enraged Bexia.
"Christine, come out and help!" With a thought, Bexia instantly discarded any reservations and casually unleashed a few wind blade magic spells to push back the witch priests.
With a step on the Lotus Steps, Bexia's figure disappeared from his original position. The witch priests were taken aback, but then they saw a figure appear beside their leader, wielding a deep blue warblade that descended upon his head with great force.
"Ding!"
Extreme's witch priest pores tightened as he sensed the chilling intent and hastily crossed his sword to defend himself. But upon contact, he felt a sudden weight on his feet, and the sword in his hand caused a sharp pain in his palm before instantly shattering.
Yet, before the Extreme witch priest could rejoice in successfully blocking Bexia's attack, he suddenly saw a ray of light appear behind Bexia. He only caught a glimpse of a cold glint before feeling his world spin. In horror, he watched his own headless body.
How could this Extreme witch priest have expected to die in such a way? He hadn't even been able to see who had killed him. But now, he would never know the answer.
"Christine, kill them!" Bexia wore an expressionless face as he watched the other witch priests. Covered in blood, he gave off an air of ferocity, causing the other witch priests to shudder. They all stared in fear as Christine, who had seemingly emerged from Bexia himself, finished off the Extreme witch priest. This completely shattered their own perspective.
After the death of the chief witch, Extreme, the other witches saw that the situation was not good and chose not to continue the fight. Instead, they chose the opportunity to escape. With such thoughts in mind, their combat effectiveness naturally greatly decreased. But how could Bexia let them escape so easily?
However, it was a bit difficult for Bexia to chase after and separate the dozen or so people who were running away. In the end, she only managed to kill less than half of the witches, while the rest of them all managed to escape.
