The engines of the shuttle roared, and under the fluctuations of psionic energy, the team of only three people could easily find the location of the shuttle. However, the Archon Colitan was like an impassable peak in front of them.

Faced with the eldest son of the god who could not be killed, Collitan looked disdainful - his reason told him that he didn't need to risk destroying the enemy, as long as he guarded the psionic matrix that powered the shuttle, he could achieve the final victory.

"Watney, you need to sneak into the shadows and give this dark archon a hard blow." Caldalis suggested.

"I don't think so, when he was a Dark Templar, Collitan was just as proficient in stealth warfare as I was - I didn't have many chances."

"Why don't you and I change it?" Caldalis said, with a sense of humor underneath his calm words: "I dive into the shadows, and then you attract his attention head-on?"

"Hey, hey..."

A cloud of black smoke enveloped Watney's body, and the moment the smoke disappeared, Watney was no longer in place.

The Dark Templar's concealment succeeded in derising the Dark Archon's ridicule: "The eldest son of a stupid and arrogant god." I was also a powerful stealth warrior before I became an archon! Watney's stealth doesn't work for me! ”

"Oh, really?"

Caldalis' hand was raised to his ear, and the light from the psionic blade illuminated half of his face.

He bent down, his legs on the ground, and leaped in the direction of the dark archon Collitan. The Archon's response was to throw a cloud of psionic entanglement.

Extremely compressed, under the supernatural power of the consuls, the compressed psionic energy now has a form, a substance, a viscous texture? There was no doubt that the powerful force wanted to kill Caldalis in an instant, and the fanatical warrior did not dodge, but directly pounced on the psionic entanglement.

In an instant, a little blue light appeared in the center of the red energy cluster. The blue light instantly split into two dots of light, slicing left and right - the psionic entanglement was sliced away by Caldalis under the shocked gaze of the archon, and then pushed away.

Caldaris, who had blocked a blow in the charge, didn't even have the heart to look back at the crumbling walls destroyed by psionic entanglements. His psionic blade was pointed straight at the archon.

Caldalis' charge was beyond Collitan's imagination, and he didn't even have a chance to gather psionic lightning before the Zealot's psionic blade struck the Archon's shield.

Not surprisingly, the Zealot's psionic blades twisted and deformed under a powerful psionic shield.

"See, firstborn son of God!" Curitan taunted Caldalis as he threw his fist at the fanatic, "The Archon is far more powerful than you think!" I'm invincible at the moment! ”

"Nope! That's what I say! Watney's voice rang out from behind him, and in the darkness of shadows, a Dark Templar appeared behind him—he leapt into the air, his warblade stabbing at Coritan.

In an instant, the warped light blade held in Watney's right arm pierced the archon's shield and went directly into Collitan's body.

The sudden pain caused Curitan to howl in pain, and in anger he squeezed the warblade with all his strength with his psionic shield, squeezing it out of his body, and then swung his huge arm in the direction of the Dark Templar.

The powerful and agile Dark Templar was badly injured, but it was still possible to play with a large guy who was physically bulky. He returned to the shadows once more.

"You've become weaker!"

Watney appeared on the other side, and the shadow quickly enveloped him.

"Of course I'm getting weaker." Colitan frankly admits everything that happened to him: "But it is more than enough to pinch you to death!" ”

The angry archons turned their anger into something in the material world through their psionic powers. At his feet, a storm of psionic energy, with dark energy as an element, struck in all directions. Under the Archon's psionic storm, even Watney, who was hidden in the shadows, had to temporarily return to the real world.

"I've got you!"

The Archon's hands erupted with a dazzling light, enveloping the Dark Templar for a moment.

"Thoughts.... Confusion ......"

The light emitted from the Dark Archon's hands caused the Dark Templar's body to float in midair, and the green glow of his pupils that had been emitted by his cultivation of Void Energy was flickering and flickering.

Caldalis, of course, knows what the Dark Archon is up to! One of the Dark Archon's most powerful abilities is mind control. Turn a unit that originally belonged to the enemy into your own!

"No!" Fanatics shouted angrily. He dashed at his foe, using his psionic blade to deliver an impossibly successful attack.

Another Zealot joined the fray, but his attacks were even more unbearable. Under the Archon's unleashed psionic powers, he had to retreat every few attacks.

"All the firstborn sons of gods who profess to be noble will die at the hands of Orega!!"

The Archon looked even more frantic as his massive arms slammed into Caldalis, and the fanatical warrior gathered his shield and delivered the blow straight away, though he wasn't deeply wounded, but was still sent flying. The highly skilled warrior wrung his body in mid-air and landed on his feet. With the help of strong muscles, another catapult was made towards the Dark Archon.

The psionic blade collided with the curved light blade, and the resulting psionic energy fluctuations even caused some ripples on the shields of the two.

Watney! How could it be!

Caldalis witnessed the appearance of his opponent who blocked his blow, and he jumped back in response to the Dark Templar's thrust.

In front of him is indeed the Dark Templar Watney. This comrade-in-arms, who had just been their comrade-in-arms, had now become his enemy—and on the other side, the fallen zealots who had fought side by side.

The Dark Archon took direct control of the Dark Templar Watney, and then used him to kill his own companions. In an instant, Caldalis lost two teammates and had to face two formidable enemies.

"I told you," the dark archon's tone was full of triumph, and he looked at Caldalis who was alone with mocking eyes, "All the firstborn sons of the gods must die. Even the Dark Templar Watney, who abandoned darkness and turned to light, agreed with the great Orega. ”

The mockery of the consuls was simply impossible to defeat Caldalis, even in will, it was difficult to waver.

"You will pay for your blasphemy against a great warrior!"

Two psionic blades popped out of the arm.

(End of chapter)