"Are you only swinging knives in your life?"

The shield on his body was stabbed four or five times in a row, and Aranak, who could no longer maintain the surging force in his body, rebuked angrily. In a moment of rage, Caldalis slashed Aranak's red, fluttering cloak.

"I'll kill you with just a sword, Tadarin."

Caldaris taunted his opponent uncharacteristically, and the moment he spoke revealed his flaws.

Parrying, pushing, Aranak instantly pulled himself to three meters away from Caldalis. The moment he finished stretching, Aranak waved his arm, and a wave of psionic energy like substance directly pushed Caldalis away.

The red psionic energy collided with the shield on Caldalis's body, and at the moment of the blue waves, the fanatic steadied his steps and his body, and once again pounced on Tadarin in front of him in the moment when his feet hit the ground.

"Onward! My minions!! ”

Under Aranak's shout, outside the battlefield filled with purple mist, four figures floating in mid-air appeared.

The black-and-red themed equipment style, the psychic energy that mixes agitation and gore, and the compulsion that is not as good as Aranak's.

Tadarin's Promotion!

The four Promoters instantly began to cast spells, either with their arms level or with their arms pointed straight to the sky. In an instant, Tadarin's psionic unit's powerful and furious spells condensed in an instant, and then swung at the Zealot in front of Aranak.

Two red psionic orbs that can continuously spray lightning chains outwards to deal area damage, directly lock onto the position of the unit, and then use the spatial collapse method to inflict massive single damage - the Zealot who jumped into the air swung his twin blades to his side, and the first first psychic burst was directly sliced into pieces by the psionic blade. And the second burst of the mind was directly resisted by the fanatic.

Aranak listened to the muffled sounds of the zealots in pain, and felt a joy from the bottom of his heart. And in the next second, there was a scream of greater pain from behind him.

Tadarin ascended to the fourth seat only to see a cloud of black mist enveloping Caldalis, and when the black fog dissipated, the fanatic who was supposed to die in the indiscriminate attack of the psionic orb disappeared in place—Aranak turned back as if he had eaten expired diazine, only to find that the Dark Templar mouse that had accompanied the Zealot had successfully wiped the neck of one of the promoted.

"Oh, damn little mouse."

The cultivation of every promoter is very rare, and loyalty to Aranak himself is even more rare - being stabbed to death by a promoter is really very uncomfortable for Aranak. He was determined to make the Dark Templar suffer.

【Deadly Charge!】 】

The psionic energy struck his toes, then leaped violently, and Aranak's speed soared to a speed that even Caldaris's charge could not match. And with the power of the lethal charge, even the best of the Slayer's phase armor will be kicked through.

Green eyes spotted Tadarin's warrior's movements, and with a wave of his left hand, the Dark Templar's powerful imprisoning skill was thrown at Aranak's body, and Aranak had no chance to dodge when he used the charge. The moment the confinement took effect, the Tadarin warrior's charge was forcibly canceled and lifted off the ground.

"Die, Tadarin!" An enraged Caldalis emerged from the shadows and kicked his legs to the ground, and the Zealot swung his sword at the imprisoned Aranak. Under the tacit cooperation, it is not enough time to control it to the waist for even half a second.

Caldalis landed lightly, and in the face of the mortal, the fanatic did not even have the idea of turning back. He continued to lunge forward, pounced on the promoter in front of him, who attacked Caldalis with painless psionic energy, carrying the damage and intending to cut the promoter in two. But the promoter in front of him instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, directly passing through Caldalis, and rushed towards the position behind him.

Caldaris, who had never seen a star spirit suddenly turn into a mist of blood, was terrified, and it had nothing to do with courage. That's the fear of the unknown.

The Zealot looked back, only to see the blood mist fused into Aranak's body. And Tadarin, who was supposed to be killed in half, promoted to the fourth seat with a wave of his arm, directly used to shatter Zeratul to construct the Void Prison, and then fell to the ground.

"It was horrible, I almost died."

Aranak continued to pick at his fingers, and now, the sudden resurrection of Aranak had Caldaris on full alert, even if there was a threat from a promoter not far away.

Zeratul, who had killed the two promotions, withdrew from the shadows and stood side by side with Caldalis.

"Did you use the forbidden power, and then gain the ability to be as immortal as a void creation?" Caldalis faced Aranak, who was still immortal after being cut in half, and for a moment thought of the same immortal void creation. While being vigilant, ask questions.

"Void creations? Immortal? Ha! Aranak sneered, "Do you think I'm going to tell you this fool to use overloaded psionic energy to attack these Void Creations in order to actually kill them?" ”

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Two strings of question marks rose from the two star spirit brains. Who is the fool now?

The confusion of the two star spirits could not stop Alanak from continuing to pretend, and he began to enter a state of folding: "The real reason is that you are too weak!" Not even death will help you. Next, I will send my strongest warriors to destroy you!! ”

Aranak turned to speak to the last of his own promotionees, "I'm retreating, it's all your responsibility. ”

The last syllable fell, and Aranak disappeared into the slain-filled Srennes Canyon. Only Caldalis the Zealot, Zeratul, the Dark Sect, and the Promoters left behind by Aranak remained.

Wide-eyed, and then after a three-two fight, the promoted person who had been pitted fell under Caldalis's men.

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Aemon, who had been away for a long time and had returned again, observed Orus. After a glance or two, Aemon finally learned about the transformation process of Orus.

Aurus is wrapping up the process.

"It seems that you are confident in the hope you have given to this lowly microorganism."

When Emon was leaving, he had already thought of what to do. Faced with the lower beings in the real universe, Emon could naturally ignore, despise, and even despise them. But in the face of Orus, who is also Sarnagar, Eamon will always give it his all.

Even if Orus is in captivity.

(End of chapter)