His whole body was tense, and Andrew, who was originally relaxed, suddenly felt great pressure.
That was a feeling he only experienced when he faced the pinnacle existence of the mortal world and encountered legends.
this……
"Is this feeling... a legend?"
Suddenly, Andrew seemed to feel a legend coming there.
But soon, he suddenly came back to his senses.
"No, that's not right! What is that..."
He is still in the battlefield, and there is no chance that a legend will appear among his team members.
Relying on the fighting instinct he had cultivated over the years, Andrew ducked sideways to avoid the surprise attack from behind at the critical moment, as if unconsciously.
But even though he was being attacked, his eyes never left the figure in the distance.
"This is Mephistopheles..."
The battle is different from the one where the ranger wanders around the battlefield just like he does, constantly looking for opportunities to kill the enemy.
It's also different from Anthony's style, where he rushes around completely after going berserk, slashing with all his might.
The battlefield on the far left presents a completely different scene.
That is a scene that can be called beautiful.
Suddenly, Andrew seemed to see the mythical scenes in the story books and classics.
Breaking through the gray clouds that shrouded the bloody battlefield.
The Holy Light has arrived.
What shrouded that area was no longer dark clouds, but dazzling silver-white holy light.
Tiny gray light spots scattered piece by piece, like smoke falling from the sky, or like snowflakes falling in the daylight.
Silver-winged angels riding white Pegasus, brandishing spears, galloped and flew over the battlefield full of enemies.
The angel is covered in silver armor with complex runes painted on it, and even the summoned Pegasus has special depictions like runes on its body.
The movement seemed gentle and beautiful, but every time he waved the spear in his hand, he would take away the life of the ugly monster.
But when the blood surged out, before it could splash, it was absorbed by the gray light points falling from the sky.
Their deaths did not destroy this beautiful artistic conception at all. Rather, on the contrary, their existence became part of this mythical scene.
[The gods send their messengers down, representing the existence of all noble wills to bring peace to the world.]
【The Lord loves all living beings, so he sent down his angels to eliminate threats for His lambs.】
Suddenly, Andrew understood something.
He suddenly understood why so many people in the dark ages began to believe in gods after seeing the heroic appearance of angels.
After seeing such a scene, how many people can't help but be shocked?
After seeing such a beautiful existence, how many people would not be fascinated by it?
But in such a beautiful scene, the real scene actually represented shocked him even more.
Riding a slightly translucent Pegasus across the battlefield, Mephistopheles harvested the lives of nearly a hundred extraordinary creatures, but not a single drop of blood was stained on his body.
Like a lord riding a horse for a walk, patrolling his territory in the morning light, relaxed and casual.
Crush.
There was no other idea. After recovering from the initial shock, Andrew only had this idea.
This is completely crushing.
"Hahaha……"
He chuckled while continuing to kill.
"So, that's it! Hahahaha."
Why would the other person worry about themselves? They want to take more care of themselves.
Turns out this is the answer.
Smiling to himself, Andrew felt a little ashamed of his embarrassing thoughts.
"It turns out that this is not pity or arrogance, it's just that the gap is really too big..."
On the surface, he was also an awakened person who was about to advance to the fourth level, but he didn't expect that the gap in strength would be so big.
"Ning Feng, are all your friends the same powerful monsters as you?"
Although it was very disrespectful, after seeing that scene, Andrew still used the word "monster" to describe his friend.
There is no way.
When he realized why Mephistopheles was able to crush these extraordinary creatures, Andrew could only helplessly shake his head.
It's not that the monsters on the left are weak, nor is it that they are confused and lose their will to fight under the illumination of the holy light.
The reason why their desperate counterattacks looked weak and pitiful was because they caused no trouble to the angels at all.
"[Legendary Spear Skill], why are you all such monsters!"
He has mastered legendary-level abilities before becoming legendary. With such a level, he can indeed create a crushing situation when facing enemies of the same level.
"You are proficient in legendary swordsmanship, and Mephistopheles is proficient in legendary spearmanship. What about your next friend? What abilities will shock me?"
Withdrawing his gaze, Andrew devoted most of his energy to the battle in front of him.
However, even though he no longer looked over there, he still couldn't help but think:
"Ning Feng...it feels like being your friend is really stressful."
Ning Feng's friends are all so outstanding. Although he is not bad, he always feels that he can't hold his head high.
"No...he is not the kind of person who classifies his friends based on their strength."
If Ning Feng was really that kind of person with low character, he would not have given up that honor to himself at that time, let alone say such words of proof for himself.
"I miss my friends so much, but I am actually a very despicable person..."
After splitting a troll's head open and stuffing special explosives into it, Andrew jumped back suddenly.
boom!
In the violent explosion, the troll's head exploded into stars, and red and white objects fell from the sky.
Looking at this scene, Andrew was distracted for a moment, and he thought:
"Next time, let him have a drink and apologize properly."
And now...
Taking a heavy breath, Andrew looked at the herd, which seemed to have not decreased in number at all, and sighed slightly.
"In order not to put unnecessary burden on your friend, I have to behave well."
After vigorously shaking off the flesh and blood from the weapon, Andrew once again escaped into the shadows.
Get into the enemy!
…
…
[Is it a little overdone? 】
The black cat, invisible to outsiders, sat firmly on Pegasus' head, looked at Ning Feng and said with a smile:
[With such a big gap, aren’t you afraid that your friend will feel inferior?]
Lifting the gun, thrusting it out, and retracting it, all in one movement, Ning Feng answered calmly after killing an extraordinary creature again:
"If this can make him retreat, it would actually be the best result, but it's a pity that that won't happen."
【Because he is your friend?】
"No, that's not the case."
Ning Feng shook his head and sighed:
"Andrew will not back down, just because of the pride in his heart."