After saying this, the mysterious golden-faced man lifted the golden mask on his face. revealing his true face hidden beneath that. This is a very ordinary face, so ordinary that if you are thrown into a large group of Rakshasa demon warriors, the horror can no longer be found, but it is such an extremely ordinary appearance, but it contains endless majesty, people can't help but believe in him after seeing it, to be loyal to him, and give everything for the owner of this face.

"Your Majesty the Sultan of Haringvan!" MehZulu, who was on the side, couldn't help but call out the name, because the appearance under the mask of the golden-faced man was exactly the same as the Rakshasa Demon Demigod Monarch he had ever seen. However, after this sentence came out, MehZulu's heart suddenly felt that this was not the real Harlem Van Sultan, he thought this was not because he already knew that the person in front of him was just a doppelganger of the demigod king, but he found that in the body of this golden-faced man, that kind of emotional contagion was not enough to affect his mood, if it was in front of the real Harlem Van Sultan, even if he was a powerhouse in the advanced realm, Mehzulu would still can't help but prostrate on the ground to express his piety, and at the same time accept the blessings from this demigod monarch to him。

"To be exact, I'm a shadow of Harlemvan. The golden-masked man spoke: "The sudden increase in the number of domain powerhouses in the dark elf camp has completely shattered the balance of this thousand-year war, so His Majesty the Harlem Sultan spent ten percent of his strength to create my existence. Although it is well known that a projection clone like me is far inferior to the main body in terms of strength, with the pseudo-divine power I control, who among you is my opponent?"

"It's a pity, it's a pity. My life exists only for this glorious victory, and I am a little reluctant to kill you. The doppelganger of the Rakshasa Demon Demigod King Haringfan Sultan held his golden mask in his hand, and said with a melancholy face: "There is life and death, whether it is a thousand years or a moment, as long as it exists, it is a living life, so why care too much about the length of time!"

"Your Excellency's nonsense is enough. Ryan's voice rang out, stopping the doppelganger of the Rakshasa Demon Demigod King Harlem Van Sultan from continuing, his body floated a few steps forward, and came to Galib's side, and then Ryan reached out and patted his martial arts teacher's arm a few times, and continued to speak: "If you really don't care, how can you keep talking endlessly, if you are afraid of death, you just say it, who will you pretend to be so high?" Oh, if I'm not mistaken, you're not really a projection clone, but a puppet, a puppet that has been cast with the 'Soul Awakening' spell!"

As soon as Ryan said a word, the face of the doppelganger of the Rakshasa Demon Demigod King Harlem Van Sultan immediately appeared in a variety of negative emotions such as horror, fear, and anger, and he changed his previous wisdom and majesty, and said in a tone full of anger: "Damn, you humble fellow, you dare, dare to slander me..."

After a few seconds, the clone of this Rakshasa Demon Demigod Monarch Harin Van Sultan couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Sure enough, everyone will have their own negative emotions, and they will also have the most feared things in their hearts, presumably that feeling just now." After saying these few clueless words, the clone set his eyes on Ryan's body, and continued: "You're right, I'm indeed a puppet, but it's not an ordinary puppet golem made of metals such as Mithril, but an activated metal that is extremely rare in the Atlas, which can be softer than silk and stronger than black iron. His Majesty the Sultan of Harlem has cast the 'Soul Awakening' magic on me, giving me true life, and all I have received from him is to stop you and save the lives of the Rakshasas who have fallen into a desperate situation. ”

Ryan smiled, he didn't pay much attention to the doppelganger of the Harlem Van Sultan, in fact, the demigod king of the Rakshasa demon would inevitably have such a means, if he really created a doppelganger to kill Aledia and the others, he would definitely violate the common agreement of the seven kings with his own hands, with the cunning of this demigod king, how could he leave such a big evidence to others?

Now with this puppet golem in front of him, that Harlem Van Sultan can push everything cleanly, and it is just one of his puppets who has imposed "soul awakening" to kill people, and Aledia and the others can only blame themselves for their lack of strength when they die. As for the fact that the Harlem Van Sultan poured a layer of his own strength into this puppet body and made it his de facto doppelganger, as long as the other six kings could not find tangible evidence, they could only assume that it had not happened.

The "Soul Awakening" spell allows inanimate golems and other beings to obtain their own souls, and if it is cast by a demigod, its effect can be maintained for thousands of years, but maintaining a clone whose strength is comparable to the level of the advanced realm requires a continuous large amount of consumption of the power of the Harlem Sultan. Therefore, after settling the troubles here in the Three Peaks Fortress, the Harlem Van Sultan will definitely withdraw his doppelganger power, and this is what the golden-faced man said, "I may not be me tomorrow".

"Are you all right?" Gallib asked when he saw Ryan come forward and was a little worried about his safety.

Ryan didn't answer the question, but Victor said confidently: "Don't worry, Galib, if there is one more guy who can kill that wordy guy, it can only be Ryan." ”

Ryan turned his head back and smiled at Victor, which was a response to Victor's support for him, and Victor also smiled at Ryan, and their eyes met in mid-air, knowing each other's thoughts. Ryan dared to take the initiative to ask for help, naturally because only he could convert pseudo-divine power here, which Victor was also very familiar with, so he would appear to support him.

Seeing that Victor was also optimistic about Ryan, Galib nodded, he patted Ryan on the shoulder with his backhand, then pulled back, and then retreated and said: "Fani, you go and join forces with Ryan, we will fight two of the three here, although we can't win, we will definitely be able to drag these two guys......"

"Who said three against two? Obviously four against two of them!" a voice came from behind Galib and the others, interrupting Galib's words.

Galib didn't need to look back to hear the owner of this voice, and he said directly: "Elendo, the injury in your lower abdomen shouldn't have healed so quickly, right?"

"I haven't recovered, but I can't die. Alendor walked up to Victor and stood beside them, and by this time Galib had retreated and was standing beside Elendor, and Alendor continued: "How can such a lively thing be without me?"

Galib looked down at the wound in Ellendo's lower abdomen, and found that Alendor had wrapped it in a bandage, perhaps because he applied the hemostatic medicine he had prepared before bandaging, Ellendo's wound had not bled much, but it was only because there was no bleeding, and the size of the wound had hardly changed, in other words, although Alendor said heroically in his mouth, but in the time he came, his body must have suffered a considerable degree of pain, and Alendor was not suitable for him to continue fighting at all.

"Hmph, do you really think that the two of us only have such a little skill? I might as well be honest with you, Bai Ruita and I didn't play a heavy hand before, because I was afraid that it would be too troublesome for you to run and chase after you!" MehZulu couldn't help but speak when he heard Ryan's side grunting: "Let you know now what an insurmountable barrier there is between the powerhouse of the advanced realm and you!"

"It's too noisy here, let's go over there. The golden-faced man, the doppelganger of the Harlem Van Sultan, pointed to the sky in the distance and said this to Lane, who seemed to have regarded Lane and his wife as his opponents. After saying this, the doppelganger of Harlem Van Sultan tore open the space and left its place, and by the time he resurfaced from the Void Passage, he was already standing several kilometers away.

Seeing that the Harlem Van Sultan's doppelganger had already picked the battlefield, Faras wanted to go with Ryan, but Ryan waved his hand at her, signaling Farath to stay where she was. Ryan then unleashed a teleportation spell, and after a dozen flashes, his figure stood across from the Harlem Van Sultan clone in the distance. Because he and Ryan have a heart-to-heart, even if Ryan doesn't say anything, Farath understands that Ryan is worried that Galib's side may not be able to stop MehaZulu and the two of them from joining forces.

Before, Ryan and they were four against two, but after all, the four people who joined forces were all high-level domain powerhouses, and now if they left Ryan and his wife, only with Victor, who had just stepped into the realm of the realm and had gone through a battle, was already exhausted, plus a seriously injured Alendor who could only fight with his strong body after transformation, I am afraid that it will be difficult to maintain the original strength, if there is another Faras with "Water Curtain Tianhua" Waiting for spells to strengthen the defense between his companions should be able to maintain the level of the battle just now, but this pressure on Ryan naturally increased a lot invisibly, and he had to face the clone of a demigod king, and the result was not optimistic.

Just as Faras was hesitating which side to look at first, a soft and nice voice sounded in her ears and the others: "Sister Fani, you go and help Ryan, I'm here!"