Chapter 988

"Boom!"

However, just as Ziad was about to cooperate with Abmus/Lin to fight back and forth, and put the king to death, the fire flashed, and a flame that was more dazzling than the sun slammed into the "Ring of the Sea" thrown by Ziad. That terrifying power instantly exploded all the qi attached to Ziade, and the huge force even shook Ziade's sea ring out.

"Burner!"

In a hurry, Ziadeho's face changed suddenly. At this time, being able to smash the pinnacle blow of the imperial general level like Ziad with a single flame can only be done by the burner on the entire battlefield.

"Damn it!"

Ziade's heart sank, the position of the Burner was even further back than him, Wang Chong was able to use the power of the Burner to crush his attack, obviously anticipating his actions for a long time.

"Ziad, do you really think you can hide it from me?"

A voice came from the giant ape's shoulder, and Wang Chong looked playful, whether it was Abmus/Lin or Ziad, they all underestimated the ability of a person with strong mental power. In the entire battlefield, Wang Chong could use the vision of any giant beast to observe every corner of the battlefield, no matter how Ziyad hid his actions, it was useless to Wang Chong.

"Ziad, you better play with it!"

As soon as Wang Chong's voice fell, the strong wind howled, like a landslide and tsunami, and a huge bear paw was as white as frost, and it slapped over from the oblique moment. Ziad turned his head suddenly, only to burst out with a burst of strong black gas, and the next moment, he was slapped away by this bear paw, and right behind him, the giant beast roared, and a white bear-like behemoth chased Ziyad with a fierce gaze.

In the distance, the Burner spewed out a breath of flames, and after stopping Ziad, he quickly turned his head and continued to spit flames, wantonly attacking the fleeing cannibals. In terms of strength, the Burner may not be the strongest, but the flames it spits out are the most powerful on this battlefield.

Wang Chong completely dominated the battlefield through the four giant beasts, and his mind moved, and soon his spiritual power gathered on the underground Messier. The current Messir is just below Wang Chong's body, and he is no more than ten zhang from the surface. What's even heavier is that Wang Chong felt that the spiritual attack against Messier had reached the last moment.

In a few moments, you'll be able to completely control Mysil!

......

"Wang Chong, you will regret it!"

Underground, Mysiel let out a cry of despair. His spiritual strength was regressing and weakening, and he was not Wang Chong's opponent at all. Seeing that he was about to be like the previous giant beast, he was controlled by Wang Chong. What shocked Messir the most was that while Wang Chong was attacking spiritually, he was constantly gaining experience in his spiritual realm, and his methods of attack became more and more sophisticated, and even turned the method he comprehended against him.

Messir wanted to get out of Wang Chong's hands, and now his hope was getting slimmer.

Wang Chong's expression was cold, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, but only stepped up his attack on Messir.

“...... Wang Chong, let me go. I can be your slave, and I can help you control the Behemoth Legion!"

The smell of death grew stronger, and Mycil finally couldn't help but plead again.

"No need, I can control the Behemoth Legion myself. ”

Wang Chong's attitude was as hard as iron, and he would never have any leniency for Messier, the commander of the Behemoth Legion.

"Hahaha, do you think you have all the secrets of the Behemoth Legion? You can't control them! Only me, only I can control them all the time, I am their real master! Let me go, as long as I live, I will tell you everything!"

Hearing Wang Chong's words, Messier was stunned at first, and then shouted.

"No need. When I take control of you, I'll know all the secrets. ”

Wang Chong hated Messier very much, where would he listen to his explanation.

"You won't have this kind of chance, you haven't fully grasped the mysteries of the spiritual power realm yet, and if I blow myself up, you won't get anything. ”

Messir said in a panic.

"Huh?"

Wang Chong frowned slightly, and immediately slowed down his offensive slightly.

"Yes, yes, let me go, I can tell you anything! You don't have to go to such trouble, I can tell you anything. ”

Messier immediately felt a glimmer of hope from Wang Chong, and immediately like a person who was about to drown, he grabbed the life-saving straw and said frantically.

Wang Chong was silent. Although he didn't fully believe in Messier's words, he had to consider the possibility of Messier's spirit exploding.

"Wang Chong, you are a great hero and the commander of the Tang Dynasty. I was just a slave of the Great Food Empire, unknown and without status, and I had to obey his orders when Abmuth/Lin threatened to kill all my people. I'm just a knife in someone else's hand, and it has nothing to do with me. Why do you have to deal with such a humble person as me? Let me go, for the good of you far outweighs the bad. I can even get more information from the Great Food Empire for you, think about it, don't you want to take revenge on them when the Great Food started this war?"

Mycil chattered, and under the pressure of death, burst out with all his potential. He kept talking, seeing that Wang Chong seemed to be moved by his own words, Messier's head became lower and lower, and his demeanor became more and more humble, completely lacking the slightest arrogance before.

However, no one noticed that when Messir lowered his head, his hanging fingers trembled slightly, and a grim light quietly flashed in the corners of his eyes.

“...... I'm just a little person, you see my memory, I was born deformed, I have suffered from white eyes since I was a child, no one can look down on me, from beginning to end, I have always been someone else's slave, a subordinate, for the will of others, do you really want to deal with a poor person like me...... , haha, Reaper, kill him!!"

At the last moment, Mercier's expression was extremely hideous. And long before that, huh, the light flashed, and the white bear, who was originally fighting with Ziad, just as he passed by Wang Chong, suddenly half of his body was raised, and a giant palm as white as snow was as big as a mountain peak, without the slightest warning, and suddenly slapped towards Wang Chong on the shoulder of the giant ape.

"Ahh

There was an exclamation all around, and everyone was stunned by this sudden change, even Ziad, the deputy governor of the Great Food Complex opposite the white bear, showed a look of shock, completely unaware of what was happening. On the other side, the white bear's giant palm was getting closer and closer to Wang Chong, as long as he struck a blow, even if Wang Chong had the powerful strength of the eightfold Holy Martial Realm, there was only one way to die in front of a giant beast with terrifying power like the white bear.

"Mysil, you are really clever to yourself, do you really think you can hide from me!"

A voice suddenly sounded, and Wang Chong stood on the left shoulder of the giant ape, his expression cold and indifferent.

"Boom!"

When it was too late to say that, just when countless Tang soldiers were uneasy, and their hearts were raised to their throats, and all the Great Food Soldiers, including Ziade, hoped that the white bear's palm could kill Wang Chong, the light flashed, and only an earth-shattering loud noise was heard, and the next moment, another huge ape arm seemed to have expected it early, and suddenly slammed sideways, blocking the blow.

"Roar!"

The giant ape turned its head violently and roared at the white bear, with a fierce expression.

"No!"

Seeing this, Messier's body went limp, and he fell on top of the centipede-like monster's head, and let out a desperate scream. This time was different from before, and there was no more luck in Messier's eyes. In order to bypass Wang Chong's perception and control the bear's paw of the white bear-like giant beast, Maxiel didn't know how much effort he had to make, but he didn't expect that even so, he still lost.

"Now...... Embrace your fate!"

A cold voice sounded in Messier's mind, this time Wang Chong no longer had any mercy, nor did he have any hesitation, boom, the huge spiritual power washed down like a tide, quickly shattering the last wisp of Messier's consciousness. When Messir plotted against Wang Chong, he also cut off the last shred of his own life.

"Ahh

Mycil let out his last cry before dying, and the terrible sound pierced through the ground and resounded across the battlefield. Hearing this voice, both Abmuth/Lin and Ziyad changed their expressions drastically.

"I curse you! Wang Chong, and all the Tang people in the East! I will let you die a bad death! One day, someone will avenge me, and this war is far from over!"

Mesil let out a resentful voice, and when the voice fell, Messir's vitality was cut off, and all the breath disappeared from this world completely.

"It's self-defeating!"

Wang Chong's expression was cold, and there was not the slightest pity in his eyes.

Mercier's self-inflicted cleverness only exacerbated his death.

"Messir!"

"This bastard actually killed him!"

At the same time, in mid-air, the two commanders of the Great Food Army, Abmus/Lin and Ziad, reacted very differently at this time. Even when Wang Chong controlled the four-headed beast to kill the Great Cannibal, Abmus/Lin and Ziyad were only looking blue and eager to breathe fire, but at the moment of Messier's death, the two famous Great Food Commanders, who were known for their iron fist and ruthlessness, suddenly turned extremely pale.

Masir was not only the commander of the Behemoth Legion, but also the favored retainer of His Majesty the Caliph, and was highly valued by the Caliph. This time, if it were not for the orders of the caliphate, coupled with the fact that Talas was far away from the royal capital and the emperor was far away, in the capacity of Abmus/Lin and Ziyad, he would not have been qualified to command the Messir at all.

What's more, Messir doesn't know martial arts at all, just a weak mental power warlock, he has the emperor's order, and leads the giant beasts to the east to help, Abmus/Lin and Ziyad, as the supreme commander of the East, have the duty to protect him, but now, Messir is actually dead!!

Even on the battlefield, Abmuth/Lin could imagine the Caliph's angry expression when he learned the news.