Heidi's guess was right, the Seraphic Angel had indeed entered the battlefield long ago. She didn't walk over to Lo, who was listening to something with her eyes slightly closed, but chose Panis, who was killing like crazy.

Heine's position is a clear indication of her position. Compared to Lowe, who has the protection of the eldest daughter of the Khadiwen family, Alik, the half-step dominant discursor, is obviously a more suitable opponent, although the opponent already has a strong enough opponent, Angel does not mind two to one.

The girl who appeared on the battlefield at the same time as the lost Jevaya was also a sleeper who unlocked fifteen pairs of genetic sequences.

Wilderness has never been a fair place.

Panis's toughness is beyond most people's expectations, her ability mix is practical and rigorous, and she even has a revive ability that lasts for a long time.

Resurgence, like Low's land fertility ability, is a super-tier ability that is considered chicken, but it's enough to keep Panis from exhaustion for long.

Panis's ability mix has a strong Heidi character, and only Heidi would be crazy enough to weave this kind of thing into the ability mix sequence that doesn't add any combat power, but can greatly increase combat endurance.

Protracted battles are not common in the wilderness, where killings are often short-lived, and the decision between life and death is often instantaneous.

But that's what Heidi recommended, and Lo eventually recommended this set of abilities with a lot of endurance to Panis. Heidi and Lowe seemed to have anticipated the situation that Alik would face today.

Panis's slaughter has been going on for quite some time, and the Cadivon family finally realizes the need to deal with the wild she-leopard first.

Panis and the Sleeper Girl, who is also a super-rank, have gradually escaped from the battlefield where they are still fighting, which is a tacit idea between the two.

The other members of the Night were already in the fight, and Panis didn't want her partner to be accidentally injured by this sleeper on a par with Eris, and the other party obviously didn't want Panis to stay on the battlefield anymore to torture those who were born with innate super-level abilities.

Panis's fighting style is very similar to her personality, wild and unrestrained. Her fists, legs, knees, elbows, and even her head could be used as lethal weapons. Every time Panis's shot is a lose-lose situation, Paniss seems to be very good at exchanging injuries for injuries and fighting for life, which is somewhat similar to the former Lo.

And this sleeper girl is somewhat similar to the fighting style of the underworld, and she will leave with one touch and never love to fight. And the soft whip in her hand, which was covered with sharp barbs and flew like a silver snake, also gave her an advantage.

As long as she can keep enough distance from Panis, she has absolute confidence that she will let the other party shed the last drop of blood in her body little by little.

Panis's exposed wheat-colored skin was covered with horrible whip marks, and the thin beads of blood on the whip marks were still spilling little by little, condensing into strands and dripping onto the wilderness sand.

Her tight T-shirt had turned into ragged pieces of cloth, revealing her waist, which barely shred the fat, and the light pink corset that was wrapped in plumpness, stained black by blood and brains.

It was at this time that Angel appeared in front of Panis, who had not yet stepped into the ranks of dominance.

Angel Seraph, is also a veritable sub-god.

The Blazing Angel, plus the commander named Baal, the Khadiwen family actually dispatched three sub-gods for this destruction plan.

Angel is different from her partner Angela, who is more like an elegant and quiet aristocratic girl than Angela, who is full of charm and provocativeness.

Angel also had a baby-like face like sparkling porcelain, her pupils shimmering an almost transparent emerald green, her long blond hair supple over her shoulders, and a pure white gown encrusted with ribbons and intricate lace.

If the dark angel Angela is the enchanting fox in the night, the seraph angel Angel is the quiet and elegant messenger of light who walks in the world for the gods, sowing the seeds of light.

Panis turned to look at where Lowe was, a rare look of tenderness on her face.

Is it finally coming to an end?

Panis, with an almost stubborn sense of mercenary glory, never had the word "yield" in her dictionary, and despite the irresistible coercion she felt from the snow-white woman who had stepped in, she clenched her fists resolutely again.

Lo seemed to feel the caress of Panis's gaze, and he opened his eyes, his still deep and calm black pupils staring at Panis, not the slightest concern about the danger Panis was currently facing.

In previous battles, Panis had never used her space-shifting ability, which meant she had plenty of power.

Moreover, Lowe felt that the other party should not have enough time to deal with Panis. For his companion, the one who had attached himself to him and guarded him, had appeared on the horizon at the edge of the wilderness.

It came, and in order to protect it, it crossed almost the entire wilderness, from the depths of the Lost Trench, to its master.

For it could feel that the owner had never needed it more than he did now, that it needed to appear in this wilderness that did not belong to it.

The wilderness seemed to tremble slightly, a small tremor, but enough to pluck the string in the hearts of everyone above the wilderness.

Lowe looked at the little black dot that had suddenly appeared on the distant horizon, and his face showed the first smile since returning to Alik, since the beginning of the war.

"Since I chose you, I won't abandon you!"

This is Lo's promise to it, and it is his promise to Lo.

With the appearance of the black spot, the never-ending wind in the wilderness seemed to quietly hide, and it seemed that all the air currents that could flow were taken by the black spot.

It was as if a door had opened at the end of the wilderness, a door that connected to the abyss of endless darkness. With the appearance of this door, the silent wilderness began to tremble lightly again, and with the growing black dots, the trembling of the wilderness became more and more intense.

The two sides of the fight had already stopped, and their blood-red eyes, either frightened or confused, were looking at the hurricane that seemed to blow out of the depths of the abyss.

Angel felt a trace of palpitations, this palpitation did not come from the gap in strength, but more like from the life level, a palpitation like the fate of a natural enemy.

Could it be that this hurricane, which suddenly appeared in the wilderness, has stood on a higher level than the human race, the lord of all things?

Where exactly does it come from?

Years of war-torn ice fields? A sea full of fear and ice? Or is it the mysterious and unknown endless abyss?

Rather than killing Panis, Angel felt that she had to find her other half first, and that Angela, who had disappeared long enough, should not be afraid of any presence when she stood with Angela, the blazing angels.

Heidi had already finished her minor surgery, and she looked up at the hurricane with a complicated look in her eyes.

From the hurricane, she smelled a familiar scent, the smell of the rotten flesh of Shaynes that Lowe had given her.

Angela is gone, and she must rush back to Cardiven Manor in time to beg Murphy to take the creature out before the sleeping creature in her brain wakes up, so as to avoid the tragic fate of having her brain gnawed away.

Heidi's research direction seems to have shifted from the cold mechanical war beast to another, more terrifying field.

In Yuxi City, the Marquis of Begu is patiently waiting for Heidi's communication signal, waiting to retrieve his long-cherished wish.

He had long since stopped looking in the direction of the hurricane with cloudy eyes, and the hesitation in his eyes flashed, and was once again replaced by ruthlessness.

The Marquis also realized what this hurricane was, and he knew Shaynes better than and Lowe. What made him wonder why Seans' will suddenly appeared here, on this wilderness filled with the smell of blood.

Perhaps, from the moment he agreed to trade with Heidi, the price the Marquis had to pay was much heavier than he expected. The Marquis, who had enough experience, had already understood that the person he needed was Alik, and he needed to snatch her from the hands of the Cardivan family.

Far enough away from the wilderness was a black sea, which was asleep unlike the roaring ocean in which Cardivan's manor stood. The water was black, and not a single ray of light could escape from it.

Next to this black sea is an equally black castle, old enough that it has an even older name.

Twilight.

Within the mottled walls of the castle near the sea, there is a large flower garden full of gorgeous roses. The old servant, who was already holding a shower in his hand, slowly straightened up and looked in the direction of the hurricane.

"The Mistress has not yet woken up, but His Excellency the Marquis has released the prisoner and let this being, which should not belong to this land, leave the Forsaken Land, maybe it is time to wake the Mistress from her slumber......"

As the hurricane came, the gray-white wilderness finally changed color, and the reddish-brown sand began to roll and be torn into the air, and the drunken rough sand filled the sky, completely dyeing the pale sky as a color like blood.

The hurricane finally appeared in the field of vision, accompanied by a roaring wind, carrying countless sand, weeds, stones, and the rotting corpses and bones of mutated creatures in the field of vision.

It's not really a hurricane, it's a giant ball, a flat, round brain that rolls forward quickly.

A dull trumpet sound rang out from the rear of the battlefield, and the Cardivan Adegers retreated like a tide, retreating behind Commander Baal.

Baal grimaced, staring at the massive brain that was clearly heading toward the battlefield, and the resilient surface of the outer part of the brain, covered in ravines and reddish-brown sand.

He began to regret that this destruction, which could have been a quick fix, had dragged on for so long.

"Shauns! Such a huge Shauns! Good! Good! ”

It was the Iron Wolf General who had been silent all along, the general who had a strong desire for Lowe's Shayns's minced flesh.

The general began to think about how to capture the ball and how to use it on the battlefield of the ice field.

Unlike the general's optimism, was shocked and had deep doubts.

The only summoner who could drive Shaynes had become his guest, and who else had the power to drive these Shaunes, who could only kill in the Lost Trench by instinct?

He thought of the rotten meat that Luo had used as a bargaining chip, the sticky saliva that the timid female savage spewed at Luo, and the sacrificial beast that clearly belonged to insects.

An insect can defy the sky? Or, it's not an insect at all!