Chapter 1864: Sarjan: Dissatisfied? Then move on to physical persuasion
Elisander had thought that Aeshara should stay in her new home on the outskirts of Dragon, but she had the impression that the Light of Light had rarely gone out, and spent most of her time crouching in her Eternal Palace waiting for her servants to see her.
However, in fact, the quiet and thoughtful Essara's side was by Sarjan and Valeera's side at this time, watching Rakish's expression change with interest.
Saljan also partially agrees with Elisander's opinion of Lakish, who has been brainwashed for years and has had some abnormal brain circuits.
It stands to reason that after realizing that they have been ambushed, normal people will definitely remain cautious and try to find out the origin and details of the assassin first, and only after confirming that there is no way back will they choose to fight to the death.
However, after surviving the initial shock, Lakish actually confidently took the initiative to lead the demon troops under his command to attack the three of Saljan.
Saljan was speechless about this, if he hadn't confirmed Rakish's strength through Eagle Eye, he would have thought that he had misjudged this guy's strength.
[A mere level 61 demigod goalkeeper, who gave him the confidence to take the initiative to charge Saljan? Kilgardan? γ
[Don't ask, it's reckless to ask, anyway, the Burning Legion can still be resurrected if it dies.] γ
[It was a demon that died at the hands of Sarjan under normal circumstances...... Do you really think they are resurrected? The example of Tikdios is still close at hand. γ
[The ignorant are fearless. γ
"Hah......" Salian shook his head with one hand on his forehead with a smile: "I always feel that I spent my energy making an ambush plan to show the blind man, and suddenly I lost interest...... I'll leave it to you. β
Aishara pursed her lips in disgust, "I don't have any interest in this kind of stupid person with an abnormal brain, Vaschi, you cooperate with Valera to get rid of them all." β
"Yes, Your Majesty."
In addition to the three of Saljan swaggering in the middle of the road, the group of Aishara maids led by Vaschi hid on the side of the road with the help of the super-large shadow curtain held up by Valeera......
Rakish wielded a crimson war hammer with a wide open fighting style, seemingly not at all worried about the enemy leaving wounds on his body, and assumed a wound-for-wound stance as soon as the battle began.
Salaan finally knew where the countless scars on Rakish's body came from, and they weren't all left by the torture and brainwashing of "his own people".
Valera was a little speechless about the two hand-shaking shopkeepers behind her, but the hard-working little squirrel didn't blow up at this juncture, and picked up the two artifact short knives and sneaked into the enemy line.
The elite maiden group led by Valeera attracted firepower head-on, and Valeera shuttled back and forth in the shadows like a fish in water.
Rakish's fierce fighting style may seem bluffing, but it doesn't work in the face of sheer disparity in strength.
In less than 3 minutes of fighting, there were three more deep wounds on his body, and there was a gray-black shadow aura wrapped around the wounds, which blocked the demon's powerful self-healing ability to a certain extent.
If Valilla hadn't been merciful for Valeera's concern for Veron's feelings, the butcher who didn't know what to defend would even be at risk of being killed with a single blow.
Rakish's own strength is indeed very good...... At least in the ranks of the demigods, it is the bottom of the list.
However, in order to ensure that he can successfully complete the task of assassinating Veron, Kilkaldan did not leave him any hole cards.
Seeing that he couldn't beat Valeera, the hot-headed Lakish finally woke up temporarily under the stimulation of pain.
"I'll admit that you have a lot of skills, but it's impossible to beat me with this little guy!"
"Come out!" Rakish raised his left hand with a green bracelet: "Evil Crusher!" β
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A mechanical creature that spoke a strange language suddenly appeared behind Rakish out of thin air, just in time to block another Shadowwalk raid from Valeera.
"It's ......"
Although Valeera's artifact short knife is not as powerful as heavy weapons, it is far sharper than those heavy weapons.
Quelcella's short knife only sliced a few centimeters into the mechanical creation's armor before it got stuck, and before the opponent could launch a counterattack, Valera drew her knife and retreated.
In the next second, Valeera's previous location was swept by a ray of evil energy.
"Huh~" Salian looked up at the evil mechanical creation that was about 5 meters long: "Is it a single mecha, the materials used in the production seem to be quite precious, specially installed machine?" β
"Don't put that rational analysis aside."
Valera stepped back to Sarren's side, and complained to him angrily, "I'm not good at dealing with such stupid and thick stuff, I'll leave it to you." β
As a thief, Valera is an extreme creature specializer, as long as the enemy is flesh and blood, she can burst out with extremely strong output ability in a short period of time, this kind of rough skin and thick iron is indeed not suitable for her to dismantle.
Sarren turned his head to look at Azhara who was yawning with his mouth closed, shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile and said, "Okay, then I'll try the quality of this mech." β
Without figuring out a single weapon, Sarean faced the Evil Breaker with his bare hands.
"Drink!"
Using the warrior monk fighting skills he had learned earlier, Sareen struck a fist with the Evil Breaker's left arm.
Without any suspense, this very powerful-looking evil mecha immediately burst out with a large number of electric sparks, and the left arm that was subjected to Sarjan's direct blow was scrapped on the spot.
Lakish, who was still laughing wildly a second ago, was like Kun who was grabbed by the neck, and saw that the Sarrian, who was happy to hunt his heart, was flexible and smashed his fist and kicked around the not very mobile evil energy breaker, and quickly abolished all the combat units of this mecha.
The unpowered evil mech is like a living coffin, and even though he knows that he has kicked the iron plate, Lakish can only jump out of the cockpit and try to make a final desperate fight.
At the same time, the group of handmaidens who cooperated very well had also slaughtered Lakish's subordinates.
Following the ability to deal with government affairs, Sarian saw the combat ability of the maiden group up close, and sure enough, he was not disappointed.
"Ugh!"
Having had enough, Sarian easily grabbed Rakish's neck with one hand, and seeing that the iron-headed baby was still going to continue struggling, Sarjan slammed him to the ground a dozen times with a displeased face.
"Still naughty, aren't you?"
"Damn! Demons never ......"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! β
"And now?"
"I won't ......"
"Bang!"
"Continue?"
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It turns out that the demon's willpower is SchrΓΆdinger-like, sometimes rock-solid, sometimes worthless.
Lakish seemed to want to keep his mouth stiff, but his battered body was warning him β no, you don't.
Rakish, who finally understood the current affairs, simply shut up and remained silent, and as the last stubborn demon was charred by Vasqi's own hand, only the hoarse breathing of Rakishnara bellows could be heard.
"Let's go."
Saljan raised his hand to open a portal to New Shattrath: "Kil'Gardan will soon get news from these demons who died back to Argus, we need to get back to New Shattrath as soon as possible, that guy should soon be unable to sit still and go out in person." β