All six halberds were shattered. In the next moment, Wilbur emerged from the storm, swiftly piercing the chest of an armored warrior with his sword. As the warrior''s face filled with shock, a clone emerged from Wilbur''s body, and both Wilburs charged toward the remaining warriors at the same time.


    In less than ten seconds, all six warriors had their chests pierced through by Wilbur''s sword, turning into white glowing dust and dissipating into thin air. The first dragon cauldron floated in mid-air, and all the escaping dragon aura formed into a ck dragon, coiling around Wilbur''s waist, vigntly surveying the surroundings.


    Wilbur gritted his teeth and said, "I didn''t n on killing you guys, but you tried to kill me, so I won''t hold back anymore."


    At that moment, Wilbur forgot light, because he realized that light could not be used to deal with the various warriors from the Light World. On the contrary, the power of destruction could annihte them.


    Wilbur continued forward, his footsteps crunching on theyer of fallen leaves beneath him. As he walked, a dark figure suddenly shed by on his left. When Wilbur turned his head to look, the figure had already disappeared. After walking a few more meters, a wolf''s howl suddenly echoed from straight ahead.


    "Awooo!"


    The rustling sounds of footsteps continued to emerge from theyer of fallen leaves around him. Wilbur looked around to see more ck wolves emerging from the darkness. However, what surprised him even more was that these wolves were not solid creatures, but rather forms of dark mist, muscr yet with glowing red eyes, like wolves from the depths of hell.


    "Awooo!"


    With a howl from the wolf king, dozens of ck wolves charged toward Wilbur. He controlled his dragon aura to create a vortex, pulling in the wolves within a hundred-meter radius. The wolves were caught in the vortex, spinning around Wilbur, with many being torn apart by the violent dragon aura, turning them back into ck mist.


    There were too many wolves. Soon, a dozen or so managed to break free from the vortex and lunged at Wilbur, who was at the center.


    "Roar!"


    The ck dragon let out an angry roar and slithered out, its tail whipping through the air.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    All those wolves were destroyed, turning them back into ck mist.


    The vortex immediately dissipated after that, and the lingering dragon aura returned to the dragon cauldron. Wilbur then continued forward. After a short while, a humanoid figure made of dark mist appeared floating in the air. It seemed to have been waiting for Wilbur for a long time. With a slight smirk at the corner of its mouth, it said, "Young man, you have finally arrived. I''ve been expecting you for a long time."


    Wilbur looked at the figure and frowned, saying, "Who are you? Do we know each other?"


    The shadowy figure''s smirk widened slightly. "You are the destined one of the Child of Light, and I am the Light Messenger. It was inevitable that we would meet."


    "Light Messenger?"


    "Indeed," said the shadowy figure. "Light and darkness are inseparable. In fact, they send emissaries to each other''s realms to gather information. I am the Light Messenger sent to the darkness. Now, you must defeat me to continue forward, or you can choose to leave. Alright then, I will count to three, and the battle will begin. I hope you are prepared and won''t disappoint me too much. One... two... three! Let''s begin!"


    A cold glint shed in the shadowy figure''s eyes. He extended his right index finger, and a ck droplet formed hovering an inch in front of it, then shot out toward Wilbur.