The black and white swords and the scarlet sickle flew up and down, and when the swords collided, sparks of magic burst out. Archer's sword moves with tricky angles were easily blocked by Medusa's sickle.
After blocking Archer's blow, Medusa shook the handle of her scythe and slashed it diagonally, opening and closing it wildly but swiftly as the wind. Archer only felt a chill in his heart and relied on his mind to step back in advance to avoid the attack.
"Damn it, this won't work." Archer frowned. Medusa's power was much stronger than his. He felt that both swords were going to fly out of his hands just from the collision of the weapons. She looked small, but her power was as exaggerated as that of a wild beast.
"Archer, can't you keep up with me?" Medusa rushed over with a wild laugh. The sickle in her hand did not slow down at all. A scarlet lightning flashed in the air. At the same time, a bright jewel-colored light bloomed in her eyes. The fluctuation of magic flashed by. Archer only felt his body stiffen for a while, which was a sign of being petrified.
"This is not good." While retreating to avoid the attack, Archer gave up the Gan Jiang and Mo Ye swords that he was best at using. It was an unwise choice to fight with a powerful monster with swords.
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