Harvest and Sword Spirit! (3)

Arixis frowned, his face filled with displeasure.

"My Lord, please forgive us. We have an emergency. We didn't land in a normal world but in the legendary Black Sea's ancient tower..." Goulet quickly explained the situation in brief.

After listening, Arixis's anger flared.

"Outrageous! How dare they? We, the Children of the Golden Ancient Tree, warriors of the Sacred Realm, have never been reduced to such a state!"

He leaped out of the cryogenic chamber, transforming into a beam of golden light. In an instant, he flew out of the Blackstone, ascending high into the sky.

At that moment, there were still some wizards and factions fighting over the last remaining resources. But in the presence of such a powerful aura, they couldn't help but tremble.

"Level six... This is the presence of a level six powerhouse."

"Run! There's a level six expert in the ruins!"

Arixis frowned slightly.