All illusions attacked. The movements of the Usaks were the same, and countless tentacles shot in dense clusters.

Of course, they all guessed that they were fake, just images that deceived the vision. Only one or two of the tentacles in the sky were likely to be real, but they couldn't tell the difference.

Luo Yajun shot while retreating and dodging, but the bullets pierced through illusory afterimages. The Usaks were completely unmoved, as if an illusory army had surrounded them.

But it's not entirely impossible to tell.

"Liang Ye! It's three o'clock for you! Sonar Miss Duan Lan suddenly shouted.

If there was anyone present who could see through this illusionary ability, it was undoubtedly Miss Sonar, who had mastered the ability of the perception system. She quickly unleashed sound waves while dodging attacks under the cover of her teammates, echolocation mapping a realistic image in her mind, using sound to identify the only entity among the enemies.

Liang Ye didn't hesitate for a moment, and as soon as his mind moved, his phantom had already turned around and lifted into the air. Pale blue lightning thundered down from the night sky and struck one of the illusions, Usakh, head-on.

Duan Lan was really right. Thunder spread over the Usakh, and lightning crackled across the ground around him. A whole circle of illusions burst like a punctured bubble, and Usakh's body slid backwards for a long distance under the impact of lightning, half-kneeling on the ground.

"Beautiful!"

Luo Yajun turned his gun, not giving the ancients a chance to relax even momentarily.

"Now, everyone can smash whatever they want, don't let him gasp!"

Thunder and lightning rained down, and shadows and red-clad phantoms flew left and right.

Usak was surrounded, and the sound of impact and explosions rang in his ears. It sounded like a battlefield, surrounded by a massacre, cut off from the world by war, alone against an entire army in this corner abandoned by the world.

Suddenly, this familiar scene seemed to awaken the dusty images of many years ago in his memory, making him feel as if he had traveled back to the distant past through time and space.

Again, no reinforcements, no teammates. Alone in the face of multiple enemies, far outnumbered and outnumbered, and far stronger than himself.

Even he didn't remember how many lives it was, only that it was a war between different factions of the Ancients. He was steadfast in his follow, as he had been in every reincarnation he had in the past.

But he was abandoned.

It's not personal, it's just a tactical trade-off. He is not an ancient man who is good at fighting, and his illusionary abilities are far more effective on humans than on his fellow ancients. So he is not good as a pawn.

"The Ancient God Emperor"

Aside from loyalty, he has no advantage over the other Ancients in the faction, which makes him always the first choice when a pawn has to be discarded.

Yes, he knows that. So even if he was abandoned, even if he had to face an enemy ten times his size alone, and he was beaten and bruised, and he could barely maintain his body, he had no resentment towards Lord Ophelia.

And he was lucky, he survived.

Despite his scarring and the fact that it had taken him a day to put together a basic body, he struggled to drag it back to Lord Ophelia.

Ophelia, who was discussing tactics with the others, only took the moment to look at him, and was slightly surprised.

"Hey, you're still alive?"

Usack did his best to squeeze out a natural-looking smile: "Yes, Lord Ophelia. Fortunately, I didn't disgrace ......."

But she was no longer interested in listening, so she just waved her hand: "Go recover yourself, I'm a little busy here." ”

“...... Yes, Mistress Ophelia. ”

“......”

Yes, it has always been like this, every awakening, every reincarnation. He didn't resent anything, because it was a tacit understanding between them that didn't need to be spoken. Following her, he had to prove that he was worthy, that he had that worth.

He knows where he stands. The value of a chess piece is to be used, and even if it is abandoned, there is no complaint.

He wants to be the power of Lord Ophelia.

"Whoa, ahhh

！ ”

Usaac's body swelled at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye, until its entire body seemed to explode open.

The thick tentacles waved in a huge amplitude, and the huge mountain-like body rose from the ground. It had a rugged size, and two pairs of six eyes that were so small that they were almost slit. The monster was condescending, looking coldly down at the tiny humans beneath its feet.

"Uh...... Captain? Looks like it's getting bigger. ”

The shadow that was still holding Usake's output in the last second quickly retreated, and at the same time looked at Luo Yajun with Felix's body.

"What's next?"

Luo Yajun: "......"

Usaac roared, and the thick tentacles slammed into them with their heads and faces.

"Avoid!"

The Strangers have their own magical powers, and they dodge in different directions. Thunder and a rain of bullets exploded on the huge creature at the same time, and the shadow in the form of a phantom flew up and pressed a palm on the monster's body, detonating with a bang, but the effect was also limited.

Usaac knew that showing his true form would basically mean that he was done playing.

The newly resurrected Lethos may be stronger than him, and Layla's fighting talent has thrown him eight roads. But they're all finished, so he doesn't think he can leave anything to chance.

But as long as he can help Mistress Ophelia, even a little, it doesn't matter what he does.

Fireballs fell from the sky, and flames slammed head-on into Usaac. The impact of the heat nearly pierced his body, and Usaac let out a low, strange scream.

He turned his head to follow the direction of the attack, and saw a flaming firebird swooping down, like an enlarged model of a modern fighter jet, one after another fireballs falling in his direction.

"Layla!" Usak shouted sharply, "You traitor, do you still plan to help humanity!?" ”

He dodged quickly, but there were still flames hitting his body continuously. More fireballs detonated at his feet, shattering the ground and scattering debris.

Luo Yajun, who was gray-faced on the ground, also got up, showing a somewhat strange expression.

"Those old madmen put this phoenix girl on the battlefield?"

It is undoubtedly a risky move. The strength of the Ancients is obvious to all, and once Layla leaves her exclusive cell, it may not be so easy to control.

However, since those madmen dared to release her, they must have either been absolutely sure that her power could be used for their own purposes, or they had developed a device that could effectively limit her.

Layla continued the bombardment as she said, "Where's Ophelia?" ”

"You'll have to ask about my body." Usaac shouted in a lake, and at the same time received another shot in the face.

"As sad as ever." Layla wasn't surprised, "That's what you're done." ”

......

Something doesn't feel right.

It's not just Layla, but as the battle progresses, the group realizes that there seems to be some discord.

I hadn't felt it before Usack had become huge, but it had become even more obvious since he appeared in his body. But if you have to say something, you can't seem to say what is wrong.

The battle soon came to an end.

It seems that there is no suspense. Layla is the strongest of the Ancients, with the ability to fly, agility, and explosive output.

She was born a warrior, so to speak. Unlike Usak, he is not good at fighting, his physical ability is not as good as Layla's, and his only special means are just illusions that do not have the ability to attack.

Some people say that history repeats itself, and now it seems that there is a truth to that. The same seems to be true for Usak personally.

He stepped up and did whatever it took for Ophelia. Then he was besieged and fought alone, until the last drop of blood was drained, and the last shred of value was drained.

If he's lucky enough to survive, he's still worthy. He was able to return to Ophelia and continue the process.

If he fails, it only means that his value has been depleted, and there is nothing to be sorry for discarding at any time.

But it looks like his luck ran out today.

The great Ancient Man fell down like a collapsed mountain. The heavy shell cracked the ground and dust kicked up.

"Done?" The shadow chirped.

"Wait," Duan Lan frowned, "I feel that something is wrong......

Rumble!

The whirlwind fell from the sky, like a lightning-bolt javelin blasting through the ground.