An extremely ominous premonition surged into his heart. Almost the moment that premonition appeared, Roa had already sensed something was wrong.
The long sword cut through the atmosphere, cut through the sky, and cut through the earth, but it couldn't cut through Orsted's sword.
The Phoenix Elegant Dragon Sword was forcibly blocked.
The slender sword body was blocked.
Roa didn't hesitate at all. When he realized that this sword couldn't kill the Dragon God, Roa drew the second long sword hanging horizontally on his waist with his left hand.
The Windpipe was drawn, and the sword energy instantly enveloped Orsted. The domain was also unfolded at this moment, and the invisible sword energy launched an attack on Orsted at 360 degrees without any blind spots.
The Windpipe was even drawn directly, and the Sword of Light was used. The Sword Heart and the Transparent World were activated. With the blessing of the triple "Moment", almost no one could resist this sword.
However, the strength of the Dragon God Orsted still exceeded Roa's imagination.
Meeting those cold eyes, that slash, which could be called the fastest in the world, was still intercepted.
Not only the Sword of Light, but even the sword energy was completely blocked.
Even Roa had to show an admiring expression this time.
Being able to take it like this, the Dragon God was worthy of being the strongest in the world.
"Boy, this is not the time to show such an expression." Orsted's cold voice sounded.
The next moment, an unparalleled force raged in all directions with Orsted as the center.
Violent magic power erupted, and it was at this moment that Roa saw the sword that Orsted was holding in his right hand.
That was a long sword, no, rather than a sword, it was more like a knife. The blade was curved, and the curvature was quite large, very similar to a katana.
This unremarkable, strangely shaped long knife, however, was a real divine sword.
Godsword.
It was a weapon made by the Mad Dragon King Chaos for the first Dragon God, capable of withstanding the power of a true god.
However, drawing this sword also meant that the development of the situation had become quite urgent.
Because drawing this Godsword required a corresponding amount of magic power, and the magic power consumption was huge, Orsted's magic power would hardly recover, so he would only draw it when it was absolutely necessary.
However, the current situation meant that the current situation was very urgent.
The moment the Phoenix Elegant Dragon Sword collided with the Godsword, Roa could even feel a gap appearing on the blade of the Phoenix Elegant Dragon Sword.
This longsword, known for never being damaged, actually suffered a chip from just this one exchange.
Both of Roa's longswords were defended emotionlessly by Orsted.
It was at this moment that the two began a contest of strength.
Roa's power, which he believed could crush everything, was like a mud cow entering the sea at this moment, encountering resistance.
Orsted looked at Roa, a mocking expression appearing on his chiseled face.
Orsted made his move.
In the next moment, the hand Roa used to hold the Phoenix Elegant Dragon Sword was instantly severed.
This was the Water God Style's counterattack.
Roa's attack failed to seriously injure Orsted, so next, Roa would face Orsted's terrifying counterattack.
Roa saw Orsted's movement. Orsted unleashed this sword with unimaginable speed. Even with Roa's momentary acceleration, Roa still couldn't react.
The speed was too fast, unbelievably fast.
Even the counterattack was much faster than Roa's Sword of Light.
Even if his eyes saw it, he couldn't react at all. Even if he captured Orsted's movement, his body couldn't keep up with Orsted's actions.
By the time Roa reacted, his right arm had been completely severed.
And at this moment, when Roa looked at Orsted again, Orsted had opened another eye on his forehead.
Dragon God Orsted actually had three eyes.
The golden pupils completely disappeared, leaving only the whites of his eyes. Making eye contact with those three eyes, Roa felt an almost suffocating pressure.
Although he hadn't reacted yet, Roa began to retreat the moment he sensed something was wrong, trying to create distance.
However, Dragon God Orsted didn't give him the chance. Since the Godsword had been drawn, it would consume a large amount of magic power every second. Since he had chosen to draw such a weapon at this moment, Roa had to be killed quickly.
The terrifying slash of the Godsword didn't stop. The curved Godsword fell again in a strange arc.
A very simple slash, without any fancy movements, yet it was this kind of slash that made Roa feel terrified.
Without the slightest hesitation, magic power erupted at this moment. Violent magic power raged around Roa.
In the next moment, the Dragon God raised his left hand, his five fingers together, and delivered a hand blade to Roa's abdomen, saying emotionlessly, "Disturb Magic!"
The violent magic power stopped abruptly, interrupted before it could erupt. However, the magic power and dragon blood flowing in Roa's body intertwined, forming a different kind of product. Even when facing the Dragon God's magic head-on, there was only a slight disturbance, and then it returned to normal.
But it was this small disturbance that caused Roa to lose another leg.
Roa's abdomen was injured. The powerful force collided with the scales growing on Roa's abdomen. The terrifying force instantly pierced through the scales on Roa's abdomen. Blood coughed from the corner of Roa's mouth, and he also felt a churning in his internal organs, coughing up blood as if it were free.
The Godsword swung again, Orsted's target was Roa's right leg.
Using the force of the Dragon God's attack, Roa borrowed strength to retreat explosively into the distance. However, even so, when Roa looked down, his right leg had been severed, and black blood dripped onto the barren ground, leaving only his left leg supporting his upper body.
Not only his right leg, but even his right hand had been severed. At this moment, Roa was like he had been fished out of a pool of blood, his appearance extremely miserable.
However, Roa just calmly looked at his appearance. He didn't speak. The boiling dragon blood churned, and on the smooth cut surface of the severed arm and leg, flesh sprouts began to wriggle. These flesh sprouts grew out section by section like willow branches sprouting and turning green, and the originally severed limbs were restored to their original state at this moment.
In just an instant, the severed limbs were as good as new.
Dragon God Orsted silently watched all of this, the blade of the Godsword in his right hand still plain and unadorned, only stained with purplish-black blood.
He reached out and picked up Roa's severed right hand. Roa's right hand was still tightly holding the longsword.
Orsted drew the longsword out, held it in his hand, and looked at it. The longsword now had an obvious chip, but its original appearance could still be clearly seen.
"Phoenix Elegant Dragon Sword?" Orsted spoke these four words, a look of reminiscence on his face.
"This was made by an acquaintance. I didn't expect it to be in your hands. Judging by your appearance, you don't seem to be human, with the blood of the dragon race flowing in your veins," Orsted said indifferently.
Although cold and still with that stinky poker face, his tone now had a hint of doubt.
"I have never seen you before. I don't know what happened to you. The source of the bloodline in your body is too strange."
Unseen people, unseen things, everything was too bizarre, which made the Dragon God feel deeply apprehensive.
The Dragon God, who is now Orsted, is a true being who has lived since ancient times. He knows too much, knows too many secrets, and has seen too many people and too many things. In this world, it is not an exaggeration to call him half-omniscient.
However, precisely because of this, he feels apprehensive when there are things in this world that he cannot understand.
Roa didn't speak. His hands and feet were restored to their original state, and the injuries on his body were also healed at this moment.
He was also provoked at this moment. He lost an arm and a leg upon meeting, and even his magic power was suppressed head-on. How could Roa not feel aggrieved?
Roa took a deep breath, the golden light in his eyes became even more dazzling, and his aura soared again, a terrifying pressure sweeping in all directions.
In the sky, the falling snow turned into a downpour at this moment.
The torrential rain, like the wrath of heaven, washed over the world below, washing away everything visible below. Lightning intertwined and gathered together, and black clouds rolled, gathering in the sky above, making up for the torn wounds.
The world became even more dim, and a hazy sky and mist appeared strangely at this moment.
And in this hazy world, Roa revealed a frightening golden color in his misty eyes, like a ghost or a god.
Blood and sweat boiled again, and a faint red mist floated on Roa's body, which was caused by the evaporation of blood.
And this was the fourth stage of Moment.
Sixteen times the speed, sixteen times the speed of the Word Soul.
Time was meaningless at this moment, and everything was infinitely stretched. The falling raindrops, the tiny snowflakes falling from the farthest distance, everything at this moment was meaningless.
This included Dragon God Orsted.
Without the slightest hesitation, the slender sword named Windpipe was unsheathed. With a step, Roa left only a deep footprint in his original position.
In the next moment, Roa's figure appeared to the right of Dragon God Orsted.
At this moment, half of Roa's face was covered with dragon scales, most of his arms were almost covered with black dragon scales, and nearly half of his body had grown dark black dragon scales.
The Windpipe was unsheathed, sixteen times the speed, the Sword of Light, and it fell instantly.
No need for much words, no need for much skill, all Roa needed to do was simply raise his hand and use all his strength to unleash this slash.
This time, the Dragon God was unable to defend against Roa's slash.
The slash fell, and the sharp longsword slashed towards Orsted's head.
The Windpipe easily tore through Orsted's Battle Aura.
The longsword named Windpipe instantly pierced into Orsted's neck. The longsword was as thin as a cicada's wing, and Roa's right arm bulged with veins, and the blood vessels protruded, and the striped blood vessels were like ferocious beasts, and at this moment, under the blessing of huge force, the Windpipe began to tear Orsted's skin inch by inch.
A small blood line was cut out at the neck.
Even if it was imperceptible, it was indeed injured.
A ferocious expression appeared on Dragon God Orsted's face at this moment, and a violent aura surged, and the magic power gushing out from his body stopped the falling torrential rain, and the bean-sized raindrops were suspended in mid-air, and Orsted's face became quite terrifying at this moment.
The Windpipe ultimately failed to cut off Orsted's neck, and the longsword was stuck by the scales at the neck, and when the Windpipe pierced into Orsted's flesh, the longsword could not move an inch at this moment.
The three opened eyes stared at Roa, and at this moment, Orsted made his move.
The Godsword swung again, and the terrifying slash fell, and the Godsword carrying a lot of magic power slashed down without any reservation.
What surprised Roa was that even in this situation, under the three-stage Moment, Orsted was still able to maintain an extremely exaggerated speed.
The Godsword fell in an instant, and the target it slashed at was half of Roa's body.
Orsted actually planned to exchange injuries for injuries.
Roa's pupils shrank slightly, and he instinctively felt a bad premonition, but the arrow was on the string, and he had to fire it, without nonsense, since Orsted wanted to exchange injuries for injuries, then exchange!
The sword blade lay across Orsted's right forehead, which was a long-awaited horizontal cut.
After realizing that the Windpipe could not cut off Orsted's neck, Roa changed his mind.
The slash was powerful and extremely fast. This was not any mystery, but a very simple horizontal cut, but it did cause a lot of damage to Orsted.
The silver-white sword light fell, and the longsword was like a silver-white screen.
The weapon level of the Windpipe was not enough to break through Orsted's defense. In order to make up for this defect, Roa poured magic power into the longsword. The magic power was wrapped around the longsword, and when the Windpipe cut on Orsted's right forehead, it suddenly erupted.
"Magic Sword!"
Roa roared, flesh and blood were cut, and blood flowed on the earth.
Blood and flesh were separated, and when Roa's Windpipe longsword cut sideways, the Dragon God's Godsword had already fallen.
Roa also did not really let the Dragon God cut off half of his body. At the most critical moment, Roa took a step to the left.
It was this critical step that avoided the fate of being cut in half by a single blow.
But even so, Roa's left arm and left leg were cut open by the Godsword.
But the fight did not stop because of the aggravation of the injuries of the two.
The battle was still going on.
Orsted's left hand closed, turning into a hand blade, Orsted gasped slightly, and the exhaled mist turned into a long mist in the cold winter, Orsted's right foot stepped forward, and in the next moment, the hand blade turned into a stream of light and fell heavily.
Silently, just in an instant, the Windpipe longsword collided with the hand blade, and it actually made a crisp sound.