Filled with rage, the old lion's anger was undisguised and he rushed towards Wickburg.

'Before I figured it out, I was so anxious to provoke him directly!' Miranda sighed secretly, and also released her coercion to follow the old lion's coercion, no matter what, she would stand behind the old lion and become his most solid backing.

The coercion of the two received a warm response from the earl, and the earl glanced lightly in the direction of the Demon Lion Ridge, and casually rushed towards the Demon Lion Ridge like a shock wave: "Since you are so unwilling to be lonely, then let you understand the true strength of the Demon Gold Sacred Domain!"

The old lion is now extremely glad that the old shaman Thornz left here ahead of schedule, otherwise under the Earl's attack, Thornz, who is only level twelve, will definitely not be spared.

The Earl's coercion quickly crossed thousands of miles and appeared on the Magic Lion Ridge, showing off its great power to the old lion and Miranda like a hurricane. In the blink of an eye, many towering ancient trees around the Demon Lion Ridge that were up to 10,000 years old were uprooted by the hurricane formed by the coercion, and they were wrapped together and attacked the two holy areas on the Demon Lion Ridge.

"Hmph, Demon Lion Ridge is not your turn to go wild!" the old lion snorted coldly, his face flashed red, and then the Demon Lion Ridge suddenly released a red light like a piece of red-hot charcoal, blocking the count's coercion from it.

"Your current physical condition is too reluctant to use this secret technique!" Miranda exclaimed, waving her hand to pour her strength into the old lion.

After so many years, the old lion still can't change his fiery temper. This kind of secret method that turns the entire Demon Lion Ridge into an offensive and defensive war weapon is extremely burdensome on the body, and the old lion's current body has aged to the extreme, and he may not be able to support it at all until the secret method is fully used and he will die.

"Miranda, you don't need to get involved. Feeling the familiar power coming from behind him, the old lion smiled helplessly. In his heart, it is much better to die a heroic battle than to die of old age.

"Do you think the Earl will let me go after he settles you? I don't have a secret method like you to temporarily improve my strength, and it won't be a dead end when the time comes? It's better to fight with you than that!" Miranda didn't finish her words, and she believed that the old lion also understood.

If they can survive the attack of the Demon Gold Sanctuary, this experience gained between life and death will be a valuable asset, and it will be of great benefit to the future promotion - although the old lion is already dying, what if Alfie and the others keep their promise and really retrieve the blood essence from Wicoburg? No one will give up such temptation and hope.

After Miranda's sea blue energy was mixed with the red energy of the old lion, the entire Demon Lion Ridge took on a magnificent violet color, and the steep cliff became extremely smooth, like a piece of purple jade standing in the stormy waves formed by the count's coercion.

The power of the earl's finger far exceeded the imagination of the old lion and Miranda, even if the two of them combined, they could only maintain the secret method that inspired the Demon Lion Ridge, protecting everything on the Demon Lion Ridge from the influence of the earl's coercion for the time being, but there was nothing else that could be done.

If you look down from the sky, the Demon Beast Forest near the Demon Lion Ridge seems to have turned into a huge whirlpool, except for the Demon Lion Ridge located in the center of the whirlpool, whether it is tall trees or hard rocks, it is like a small boat that can't help the wind in the stormy waves, squeezed by the huge pressure of the earl and begins to deform and shatter, and then becomes a part of the whirlpool, fueling the power of the whirlpool.

With the addition of these "foreign aids", the huge air wave generated by the whirlpool turned into a huge yellow cloud, and gradually there was a tendency to submerge the Demon Lion Ridge. The yellow clouds faintly exuded a strange power of law, as if it could swallow everything that was enveloped in it.

"Miranda, please give me a helping hand, no matter what, you can't let the Demon Lion Ridge be completely enveloped by this yellow cloud. The old lion shouted in a low voice. He felt a powerful suction force from the part of the Demon Lion Ridge that had been submerged by the yellow clouds, and that force seemed to suck all their energy away.

"I've let go of all the powers, and you can command my forces as you command yours. Miranda was not surprised by the old lion's request, after learning about the old lion's condition, she had deduced similar situations countless times, and she had been fully prepared for a long time.

"This feeling of being like an arm's finger - it turns out that you have made such a great sacrifice Miranda!" the old lion was moved. After trying to command the power that Miranda transmitted, he had a feeling of water and milk, as if Miranda's power was his own, and the power of the two was superimposed, even in his prime.

Only then did the old lion realize that the power from Miranda had undergone a subtle change compared to her original strength, which was more suitable for his use, and there was no doubt that this was the result of Miranda's recultivation. This was nothing more than that after Miranda noticed his physical condition, she expected that he would finally use her power, so she spent a lot of time and energy transforming the exercises she cultivated.

It's no wonder that Miranda mysteriously disappeared for a long time after the Great War of All Races, and it's no wonder that Miranda, who was originally far more talented than him, has never crossed the threshold of the Mithril Sanctuary after so long. It can be said that Miranda made a very great sacrifice for the old lion, in order to provide him with enough help at this moment that may arise in the future.

"Maybe I should settle accounts with that old god stick of Fren when I get the chance. Miranda's answer undoubtedly acquiesced to the old lion's guess, and even secretly pointed out that he had been instructed by Fren at the beginning, which means that Fren had already foreseen what was happening in front of him through the oracle.

"That magic stick!" the old lion smiled helplessly, he already knew what he had known when Furren took the initiative to come to the door.

It's just that what those Holy See gods are best at is saying some vague and ambiguous words to coax them. But they knew that they would be used, but they still had to follow the script arranged by the gods, who made the oracle technique have a nearly 100% accuracy?

However, this is probably also the reason why although the Holy See controls the faith of the entire Ariant continent, there are always some people who are full of wariness and malice towards it, and they are always thinking of bringing it down.

"Leos, you have to have enough faith, if you hang up like this, my previous sacrifice will be in vain!" Miranda encouraged loudly. She noticed that the gray hair on the old lion's shoulders had completely turned snow-white at some point, indicating that the old lion's body was about to reach its limit.

"Don't worry! I am reluctant to die until I find a suitable successor!" the old lion laughed loudly, allowing Miranda to vaguely see his demeanor when he dominated the continent.