Even when Joel was in the ring of the snake, time accelerated, the movement of the divine servant seemed extremely fast. His body was flickering, and the armor on his body looked like a silver mirror reflecting fire, as if he was embellishing a burning candlelight on his body. The red ball on his face shone out a shiny red line.

The scimitar was cut out like a stabbing sword, and Simoken had no time to react. Even though she opened her hands to block it, the curved blade had already bypassed her, aiming the tip of the knife at Joel standing behind her.

"Be careful!" Ximoken exclaimed, but Joel's black sword was already ready for battle. The sword swung silently and hit the side of the sharp blade. Only when the sparks bloomed, Joel felt that his hand holding the sword was sore and numb. But at the same time, he also noticed that the red ball on the face of the God servant, the trace he had stabbed had disappeared.

But at least he blocked the attack. The Divine servant quickly retreated after failing to succeed in the attack, and the red ball on his face aimed vigilantly at Ximoken.

"Mr. Kangting?! Are you okay?" Ximoken turned sideways and looked at Joel in panic, and then she saw Joel's white mask shaking slightly.

"I'm fine," he replied in a deep voice, then reached out and pressed Simoken's shoulder, "Let me leave it here, I have a way to deal with it."

Really? Ximoken almost blurted out, but she noticed that he did not look at him, but did not dare to look at the divine servant relaxed for a moment. Is he really able to do it? Ximoken was both suspicious of this and had hope for it.

If it is true...

Simoken let go, and at this moment the Alps also walked towards them. His voice sounded so slowly that it seemed strange and funny, but Simoken still heard him: "Can I come in this ring?"

Joel naturally heard him, but at this moment the snake ring under his feet had shrunk to the point where he could barely allow Simok to stand in. Even so, Joel had already tried his best.

But compared to the words of Simoken who doesn't know how to fight... Joel frowned and said, "Simoken. You go out from the 'Ring of Snakes' first and let the Alps come in, he can help me fight." He turned his head slightly and deliberately slowed down his speech. "It's not very comfortable to enter the ring--"

"Ahhh!" The moment when Qianmoken touched the edge of the snake ring, she seemed to be pulled and dragged away from the snake ring by an invisible force. But she did not scream because of this. The reason why she screamed was that the moment she left the snake ring, she saw the divine servant moving again.

But after she was staggering away from the snake ring, she could no longer see the divine servant. But when she subconsciously turned her head and looked inside the ring, she saw that the Alps in iron armor had rushed into the ring and stood beside Joel.

"Well." Joel heard the Alps retching, but because he was covered in armor, Joel could not see clearly his condition.

But even so, Alps raised his right hand, and he almost reflexively waved the iron sword in his hand and chopped towards the strange body.

The sword was so fast! Alps' mind was messy, and he was dizzy as if he was drunk. Everything seemed to be speeding up, but his consciousness could not keep up. But this was enough, he told himself this.

The servant quickly avoided a slash from the Alps, but he didn't expect that Joel was waiting for an opportunity to go, and the black sword stabbed towards the red ball on its face like a poisonous snake.

But unexpectedly, the response speed of the divine servant was also amazing. It swung a sword and retreated. Its sharp blade looked at the Alps' breastplate, and a string of sparks were drawn, leaving a deep mark, while Joel's black sword did not touch it.

"Wow, this guy looks hard to deal with." Alps said pretending to be relaxed, but his speaking speed seemed very fast to Joel. Obviously, he could not quickly adapt to the acceleration of time in the snake ring.

"Are you okay?" Joel asked in a deep voice.

"Ah, it's great!" Alps stood up again, but Joel immediately found that he was holding on. "My body adjustment ability is so good that I almost became an athlete!" Then he paused again, "Anyway... you can understand that I have good physical adaptability."

Joel had no time to confuse the "mercenary slander" that Alps said. His attention was all on the divine servant ahead who was also staring at him tightly. It moved slowly, setting a distance from Simoken.

"How should I deal with this thing?" Alps asked in a deep voice, his eyes also staring at the divine servant, and his hand holding the sword couldn't help but exert a little force, "Attack its face?"

"Well, every time I attack the red ball on its face, it acts very... nervous." Joel held "Silence" in both hands, and when he finished speaking, the divine servant pounced on him again.

"I'll defend! Find the right time to attack it!" Alps shouted, and raised the sword in his hand, and slashed it down as the divine servant approached.

The God servant naturally avoided it easily. At the same time, the scimitar in his hand stabbed Joel, while Joel raised the black sword and slashed at the connection between the God servant's wrist and the scimitar.

Zheng! Sparks were sparkling, Joel fell backwards, and the power of the God servant was incredibly great. When it saw that it defeated Joel, it wanted to take advantage of the victory, but it was not good. Alps had already pushed the iron sword and chopped it towards its face. Alps could feel the body of the God servant's body stiffened for a moment, and then it retreated, and the Alps' sword was on it.

Ding! Alps could feel the recoil force from the sword blade, which made his hand holding the sword start to numb. Fortunately, he forced the guy back.

Alps could immediately hear the sound of the cloak rising on his side. He looked sideways and Joel had already rushed towards the thing with the black sword. Alps immediately understood, and he raised the sword and followed closely. Although his mind was still dizzy, he had gradually adapted to the flow of time.

Joel's black sword slashed from above, and Alps carried the sword and stabbed the divine servant's eyes from below.

For a moment, two sharp swords and a curved blade were intertwined, and the sound of metal collision was as dense as drum beats, which made Qian Moken, who was standing aside, unable to help but grab his hand and look at the moving two people worriedly.

But what Simoken couldn't see was that the servant of the God swung his sharp blade, and Alps and Joel had to retreat backwards. Another trace was added to Alps' armor, and Joel's abdomen was cut open, and the blood burned when it touched the air. Joel made a depressed hum, then covered his abdomen and took several steps back.

"Is it okay?!" Alps asked anxiously, and stood in front of Joel, his eyes always staring at the divine servant. Time began to slow down, and Alps noticed that Joel's breathing became thicker and thicker.

He was just struggling to support, the Alps thought.

"I can't hold on for long," Joel said at this moment, and Alps heard him trying to adjust his breathing, "he must be solved as soon as possible."

"Then I can only fight," Alps took a deep breath and exchanged positions with Joel. "I'll create an opportunity, you'll attack its face."

"Yes." Joel stood firm again, and the divine servant bowed slightly.

"Get ready," Alps gritted his teeth, "Snap the opportunity! Go!"

What Joel didn't expect was that the Alps actually threw out the iron sword in their hand. The divine servant flashed over and easily avoided the iron sword. The iron sword fell to the ground and made a harsh sound. At the same time, the Alps also took out an iron shield.

Shield?

Joel was a little surprised, and then Alps yelled: "Come on!"

Then he rushed out with a shield, and Joel immediately followed. He hid the black sword under the cloak, and his eyes were tightly biting the divine servant. Their sudden charge was obviously not expected by the divine servant. He stiffened for a moment, then immediately took a step back and raised the scimitar in his hand.

It got faster. Both Joel and the Alps noticed.

No, no, it's not that it has become faster, it's that we have become slower. Alps gritted his teeth and shouted while raising the iron shield in his hand and collided towards the arm connected to the curved blade. The God servant waved the blade without any hesitation.

The scimitar cut on the shield, but neither curled nor bounced away. The amazingly sharp blade cut into the surface of the shield like a piece of wood, but it did not completely destroy the shield.

Joel had already bypassed the Alps at this moment, and the black sword had already stabbed out from under the cloak, and the tip of the sword was aimed at the red ball on the face of the God servant. The God servant naturally noticed the danger and pulled out a sharp blade to slash at the black sword in Joel's hand. At the same time, he wanted to retreat backwards, but the Alps suddenly shouted: "Don't think of running!"

He roared, raised his shield, and smashed the top of the shield towards the face of the servant.

Click—

Ding! Joel's black sword was opened by the sharp blade of the God servant, but the Alps hit the red ball on its face with the blow of the shield, and the sound of a broken glass sounded.

Not enough! Alps gritted their teeth. Because the divine servant had taken a step back, the Alps' shield hit did not completely shatter the red ball on its face, but then the red light emitted by the ball was obviously covered with the cracks.

The movements of the servant of the God suddenly became stiff and no longer as fast as before. The Alps could feel that time had completely slowed down. The pale ring disappeared at Joel's feet like leaked water. What happened suddenly would make Alps' body unable to react for a moment and could only stiffen in place.

"Joel! Almost!" Alps shouted with all their might, then he heard the shaking of the strings, followed by the sound of glass breaking. Alps saw the servant of the God fell backwards and vaguely saw a few tiny red fragments flying out.

Bang. The sound of a man wearing iron armor falling to the ground, the servant of God fell to the ground.

The Alps breathed out, did it succeed?

"Has it been successful?" Simoken murmured on the side to make Alps react. At this moment, the snake ring had disappeared, but he could still see the servant of the God.

"So that's what... has it been successful?" Alps looked at Joel, but at this moment he had fallen backwards. Alps saw the black sword and the crossbow falling from his hands.

"Joel?!"
Chapter completed!