The Black-robed Men moved like silent phantoms through the dark of night, closing in with a spine-chilling speed. The dim light gleaming along their drawn blades sliced the air with cold, unrestrained malice. The Mysterious Traveler narrowed his gaze, surging forward like an enraged lion. The Holy Halberd of Light in his grasp erupted with blinding gold radiance, slashing like a bolt of lightning that tore open the darkness to strike directly at the leader of the Black-robed Men. This blow carried the full weight of the Mysterious Traveler's fury and resolve; the tip of the halberd literally ripped an incandescent rent through the air, unleashing a sharp, shrieking boom.
Yet the Black-robed Man moved like a wisp of drifting smoke. Faced with such a ferocious assault, he remained unruffled, swaying slightly to effortlessly sidestep the fatal blow that could have shattered rock and split mountains. At the same time, he flicked his wrist, bringing the glimmering blade around in a viper-like strike aimed straight at the Mysterious Traveler's throat. The speed of the slash was lightning-fast, instantly setting off a harsh whistling sound in the air. Reacting with split-second reflexes, the Mysterious Traveler's expression shifted as he hastily crossed the Holy Halberd of Light to block. A deafening clang rang out like a great temple bell, the metal-on-metal impact echoing wildly through the confined space while a shower of brilliant sparks bloomed into the air.
At that moment, L…
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