1717. Technique

Noah and the others didn't know what to do. They had just deployed some of their best techniques, but the rank 9 giant didn't even budge.

The effectiveness of Noah and Robert's laws didn't matter in that situation. They lacked sheer power. Their existence couldn't touch a creature in the ninth rank.

Divine Demon was still charging forward, and Noah didn't know how to handle that situation. He didn't have the time to care about that expert with such a strong enemy on his path.

The rest of the army was in a similar situation. They had seen some of the best attacks in the eighth rank doing nothing to a creature that had just stepped in the lower tier of the ninth rank. The difference between the quality of power was immense, and desperation inevitably spread with that understanding.

"Do you have something in mind?" Robert asked while stopping flying forward.

Noah and Sword Saint imitated him. They had to decide something before Divine Demon clashed with the crackling figure.