At this moment, the purple fighting qi in Owen completely burst out, releasing an invisible soul impact centered on himself. The tent within 100 meters actually rose from the ground, and the sand and dust in the sky suddenly fascinated everyone's eyes!

The two warriors lying at his feet suddenly trembled violently, and after a few seconds they stopped moving.

The purple fighting qi that erupted from Owen's body had the special effect of disturbing the enemy's aura. These two poor guys were only fifth-order in strength, and they couldn't withstand such a powerful coercion, so they died like this for no apparent reason.

Victor was shocked when he saw this, and exclaimed, "This is impossible!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a frenzied hurricane mixed with great power swept in, and the soldiers hurriedly gathered together so as not to fall, and the banners of the Essit regiment flapped violently, and the panicked cries of the soldiers were drowned out by the sound of the wind.

Only Victor stared silently at Owen's dark figure, deaf to what was happening around him.

I don't know how long it took, but the wind gradually died down, and everything calmed down.

Owen let out a long sigh, finally regained his senses, and was scanning his surroundings in disbelief.

"This, what's going on?!" Owen suddenly noticed something, and fell to his knees in front of the corpses of the two warriors, tears of remorse welling up in his eyes.

"Drop your sword obediently, or you'll end up like them. I saw Victor's figure appear in front of Owen in an instant, and there was no emotion in his words.

"Y-you killed them!" Owen looked up and yelled like madness, an orange aura of battle slowly flowing through his body.

"You caused their deaths. Victor sneered, ignoring Owen's question at all.

Because the swordsman who has subsided in the state of madness has returned to the strength of the sixth order, he cannot pose a substantial threat to himself at all.

"Keep your eyes open and take a good look at your so-called companions, whose deaths are due to you. Owen was silent and began to desperately recall the previous scene in his mind, oblivious to the Essit soldiers who were shouting and rushing towards him in front of him.

"No, I've seen him been—" Owen suddenly looked up and roared at the spearman.

"Hehe, didn't that guy die because he was protecting you!" Victor interrupted the other unceremoniously, and then stepped aside and pulled out his spear that had sunk into the ground.

Owen was stunned when he heard this, and hugged his head in pain, his shiny bald head already stained with blood.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the clouds in the sky dissipated, and the blinding sunlight fell on Owen's desperate face.

At this moment, he didn't feel a trace of warmth, and his heart was full of endless remorse.

Seeing Owen kneeling on the ground and giving up resistance, several Essit soldiers immediately took the opportunity to rush up and tie the swordsman tightly with hemp rope.

"Bastard, don't get me up yet!" a soldier kicked Owen in the back, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Victor walked slowly towards Owen with a spear in hand, ignoring the other party's dejected expression, and looked down to think about how to clean up the mess.

Owen shuddered and barely stood up with the help of two soldiers, who snatched his sword and threw it aside, his hands sore from the rough twine.

However, no matter what happens at the moment, it doesn't matter to him anymore.

The soldiers of the Titan Empire have always been disciplined, no matter when and where, as long as they are at war. In the event of danger, as a subordinate, you must give priority to the safety of your superior, even if it will cost you your life.

Although such a system is somewhat unkind, it is precisely because of this that since its establishment, the Titan Empire has survived several turbulences on the continent unharmed after nearly a hundred years of washing.

The Essit Empire, on the other hand, no longer had a high or low status when soldiers went to the battlefield, and when they were threatened with death, the first thing they thought of was how to protect themselves.

As a result, Victor had previously fallen into the hands of the mad Owen and was in danger of death, and most of the Essit soldiers chose to turn around and flee instead of rescuing the general without hesitation.

From this, we can also see the fragile cohesion of the Essit army, and cowardice is the truest description of the entire army. That's why Owen scoffs at what Essett soldiers call "unity."

Scarlet blood flowed from the corner of Owen's mouth, coughed lightly, and said, "Okay, I surrender." ”

"Settle him in an empty tent, several. Victor ordered the two soldiers who were holding Owen up.

"Yes, my lord!" Victor breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Owen's figure fade away.

Victor bowed his head and muttered for a moment, then turned around and smiled at the visitor, "Oak, thanks to your rescue, I was able to survive. This time, I'll write it down for you, and I'll reward you for your deeds after the war is over!"

A soldier in captain's costume immediately bowed deeply when he heard this, and said flatteredly: "Your Excellency's words are serious, but it is just a matter of the next part." "It turned out that it was the same person who forced Owen back when Victor's life was hanging by a thread, and he was rewarded by the general, and I felt a great honor in my heart at this moment.

"My lord, what are we going to do with these corpses?" the captain asked, glancing at the ground.

"Send a team to bring their bodies back to town, notify their families to come and claim them, and give them some pensions appropriately. "Victor said with ulterior motives.

The captain immediately understood, turned around and whispered a few words to the soldiers beside him.

Several of the Essit soldiers began to clean up the traces left by the battle, and most of them had returned to their original posts, talking about the horrors that had taken place as they walked back.

"God testify, I've never seen anything horrible like that!" said one soldier, his lips trembling.

"But it's not, our general is also a high-level martial artist of the eighth order, and he was beaten by that guy and had no power to fight back!" said the soldier next to him, with a gloating expression on his face.

"Hahaha, wasn't he squeezed dry by his little lover?" said a lewd-looking soldier.

"Hahaha, brother, steady!" The surrounding soldiers suddenly became interested when they heard this, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Come on, you all have to say a few words to me!" one of the veterans snapped his eyes and shouted impatiently.

“......”

The surrounding environment gradually calmed down, and the captain suddenly remembered something, and said, "My lord, the corpses of these three spies ......?"

"Don't rush to deal with it yet, protect the three corpses intact, it will come in handy soon. Victor's eyes glared at the filthy ground, and his tone was sinister.

"Okay, let's do it next. The captain saluted, then turned and walked away.

Victor took a deep breath and licked his dry lips, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Everything is under control, and the next thing to do is to meet the legendary Iron Will. ”