A faint green beam of light emanated from the tide, dissipating the fog in its path.

Everyone saw it. The centurion was speechless in shock, but most of the time he had already guessed something. Rod didn't know it yet, exclaimed: "What is that......"

Yugothya stood on the roof of the hospital, watching the black and white figure in the light fall in front of her. Lorne, covered in sharp scales, landed on the rooftop, holding the unconscious Irene in both hands.

He was like a black scorpion, with tiny dark green veins glowing under the armor, an inverted scorpion tail growing out behind him, and four sickle-like insect legs on his back. His face was also covered in armor, and there were two green fires in his sunken eye sockets.

The armor pieces didn't look like armor, looking at the tiny blood veins all over the place, like human blood vessels, and the armor pieces were his skin. Yugosia opened her mouth, not knowing whether to call his name or not.

But this man ...... Her companion indeed, Lorne Greene.

Lorne gently placed Erin on the ground, and without speaking, stood on the edge of the rooftop, like an ancient and evil king, looking down on Bawin as he stepped into the courtyard.

Bawen looked up, a strange sound came from his chest, and the meat cleaver began to swing. Lorne stretched out his sharp right hand, and an invisible divine power spread, suppressing Bawen in place, unable to move.

Looking at the black scorpion's eyes, Ba Wen's tentacles seemed to freeze and could not move, and his eyeballs were instantly bloodshot and burst. He let out a howl of pain and fell to his knees in the flooded courtyard, having no strength to resist.

Old day gaze. This is the ability to approach the old gods.

Lorne leaned down and jumped off the rooftop, severing Babin's limbs in an instant with four knots behind him. The scorpion's tail flicked, piercing Babin's throat, hooking him up and slowly pulling him in front of him.

Bawen was not dead, black tentacles were growing from his chest, but they were coiled together and twisted hard. Lorne stabbed his ribcage with sharp claws, and the green venom began to corrode the tentacles. The slime soaked Bavin's body, and the black mist drifted away.

Bawen roared wildly, the pain he had never felt before. He writhed violently, but his body was dissolved little by little, turning into viscous black water, and finally annihilated.

In the face of a strong and ancient will, this Tukh warrior had no chance to resist at all.

Rod looked through the monocular at the entrance of the town and was so frightened that he forgot to breathe: "That's ...... What monster?"

The centurion replied in a low voice, "That's our companion." Disciplinary Sequence, Executioner, Lorne Green. ”

Lorne let go of his hand and looked back at the huge Nagian on the hill in the distance, the scorpion tail behind him. Yugothya threw two long knives from the rooftop: "Lorne!

She naturally knew that in Lorne's current state, she didn't need her own long knife at all. But that was her glory, and she wanted to kill Nagian with her own hands, but it was difficult to reach the distant hills, so she hoped that Lorne would bring his own weapons and finish off the god!

"Please. Yughya said firmly.

Lorne didn't look back, his hands reached back, and he grasped the hilt before the knives hit the ground. Nagian on the hill let out a strange hiss that shook her eardrums. Yugosia and the others covered their ears, and Lorne's knots slammed back to the ground and flew towards the hills!

With Nagian's summoning, another snake demon appeared from the water, and they leaped high to catch Lorne, but they all exploded in the air.

Pure-bloods dominate and let them disappear before they get close.

The four knots behind him bounced back in the water, sending Lorne beneath the hills. Nagian began to panic, but was too large to move, and had to stretch out two large snake tails to meet him.

The snake's tail swept over, Lorne's sharp knuckles embedded in the snake's tail, allowing him to leap onto the smooth scales. Lorne lunged over the snake's tail, scythe slicing its scales and spewing dark blue blood.

Najian let out a cry of pain and flicked the snake's tail, but couldn't shake Lorne off. More than a dozen of its huge pupils contracted suddenly, and an invisible force field shook Lorne into the air, and a second snake tail slashed straight down.

Lorne had no place to focus in the air, but left a dark green afterimage that flashed in front of one of Nagian's eyeballs. The scorpion tail stabbed into its upper body, and the twin blades and four knots were enough to stab sixteen times per second in a frenzied row, stabbing Nagian's eyeballs into a splatter of blood.

Najian writhed in pain, her screams rising a few hundred decibels. Enraged and frightened, it swung its third and fourth snake tails to attack, but it couldn't keep up with Lorne's speed. Every swing of the snake's tail only hit the afterimage, and Lorne kept flashing and jumping in all directions of it, madly stabbing its eyeballs!

Infinite shadow steps, no need for any pauses, longer range of action, faster speed!

The will of the War Protoss was brought to the extreme by Lorne. He thought of Balza, who had died on board, and his heart was filled with endless anger!

Nagian was so angry that one attack after another missed, its eyeballs stabbing into flesh and blood at a rate of one every two seconds.

Soon only three of the dozen eyeballs were left in the head, and Najian began to wave the fifth and sixth snake tails. Six snake tails slapped indiscriminately at him, and under the severe pain and the unsteady center of gravity, Naji'an's huge body began to fall backwards.

Everyone looked in the direction of the hills, and Lorne continued to attack with overwhelming force, and soon Najian was powerless. But that wasn't the end of it, as Yugosia shouted, "Lorne!

Lorne's four knuckles were embedded in Nagian's slender neck, and the last three of its eyeballs were singled out with a double knife, and blue blood and foam spurted upward. The fog cleared and the sky cleared.

At this moment, Najian let out a strange scream, and the triangular head suddenly burst open, and a headless snake tail that emitted a blue glow jumped out of the head, about the length of an arm.

The snake tail tried to escape, and was about to jump back into the tide, but was stabbed by Lorne's twin knives. He hooked the little snake's tail with his black knuckle foot and brought it to him, holding it tightly.

"Ugly family, incompetence is your greatest weakness. A complex, deep voice came from Lorne's chest, "Without the divine body, your essence is nothing more than floating dust. ”

The little snake tail was Najian's body, and it writhed in Lorne's hand, as if the sharp pain from the grip was unbearable, and it seemed to beg for mercy.

"Your wrong chosen Father will not save you. Lorne's sharp claws began to secrete green venom, "Where's Hygarn?"

The little snake's tail just writhed and didn't convey any message. Lorne stopped talking, watching as the snake's tail in his hand was corroded by venom and dissipated into dark blue smoke. Its massive body began to disintegrate, eventually sinking into the depths of the ocean.

In the face of the will of the ancient gods, the family is still too small. In this world, there is no Najian again.