The surging soul storm had no intention of stopping, and the roaring and tumbling air currents around it were filled with deafening and terrible sounds, like the eruption of a volcano, the wrath of the gods, the roar of thunder, and even the earth trembled.

Also trembling was Michelle, who was sitting on the edge of this soul storm, huge fear was almost overflowing from his eyes, but he had consumed too much soul power and physical strength when fighting against the endless [Bloodthirsty Demon] like a wave, and at this moment he was in a position that those humanoid monsters could not reach, all the [Bloodthirsty Demons] who tried to get close to here Before he could react, he would be torn to pieces by the violent soul storm, so here he could temporarily regain some of his physical strength and soul power.

At the center of the soul storm is the fight between two monsters, yes, they are creatures that are as violent as monsters, and their attacks are the same direct, brutal and bloodthirsty, biting each other until both sides are bloody, but they never stop, the pain that comes from the nerve endings frantically pleases them, makes them excited, they like the feeling of fighting, they enjoy the smell of blood in the air that is getting stronger and stronger.

So in Michelle's opinion, it's a fight between two monsters.

In the center of the entire soul storm, there are two blurred figures that are scurrying rapidly, sometimes chasing, sometimes entangled, sometimes impacting, they all increased their speed to the extreme, like two winding lightning, the air is filled with a large number of fleeting afterimages, the surrounding soul power is becoming more and more refined, more and more thick, and the storm is becoming more and more majestic, more and more ferocious, as if the air flow between the entire heaven and earth has begun to revolve wildly around the two flashing figures.

Mondol's breathing was rapid and hot, and his burly body surged with majestic power and a suffocating smell of wildness, the soaring murderous aura condensed in his eyes, but in his rampant smile was a hearty satisfaction, and such an evenly matched fight made him experience unprecedented pleasure. Even if the wounds on his body were increasing, he didn't care, relying on the extremely amazing recovery power of [Dragon Binding], all the wounds had begun to heal quickly on their own from the moment they were cut, and the healing ability of the Demon Soul Weapon [Dragon Binding] was even comparable to Angela.

With his powerful healing ability, Mondor's attacks were always surging and furious, like a cold killing machine, without scruples and tireless, like a wanton hurricane, even though Veggis swung black scythe to cut one terrible wound after another on his body, but it could not stop Mondor's tyrannical attack, in the flying blood, he always laughed wildly and gradually approached. And his attack is even more terrifying, every punch seems to be infused with the power of Qianjun, the oncoming sense of oppression is heavy as a mountain, domineering and violent, even Beges faintly feels tricky, although he is like a cheetah-like agility and dexterity speed can dodge most of the falling attacks, but the few punches that hit him, each punch seems to be about to shatter his whole life, the surging of qi and blood and the damage to the internal organs and bones also make his physical strength decline rapidly, in fact, he is already on the verge of collapse, but his belligerent character and not admitting defeat are strongly supporting his consciousness that is about to collapse。

"It seems that the boy who fell first is probably not wrong. Michelle, who was on the verge of the soul storm, stood up quietly, after a short break, his expression looked much better, and his eyes once again condensed a sharp edge, "I really didn't expect Buckda to be able to create such terrifying combat power by relying on the weapons he developed, I really underestimated them." ”

"It's almost the limit, isn't it?!" Mondor smiled fiercely, and he swept a heavy leg into Veggis's chest with a sudden blow, and his whole body was thrown towards the sky behind him like a leaf blown by the wind, and the viscous blood plasma poured into Veggis's mouth in an instant, and a "wow" spewed out, and a rain of blood burst into the air.

Mondol tilted his head slightly and locked on to the uncontrollable figure of Bergis in the sky, and then his legs slammed down, and the behemoth-like body catapulted out of the ground after him, he didn't realize that several wounds on his body were still bleeding, like sharp arrows shooting in the direction of Bergis, and the soul power surging up and down his body was frantically condensing towards his right fist, this punch would be the end and end of this battle.

"Limit, I think you're almost at the limit, right?" Veges clenched the pitch-black hilt in his hand as he forced his body to twist in mid-air so that he could face Mondol who was whistling at him.

"Don't struggle for nothing......" Mondol's massive figure gradually approached Veges, the corners of his mouth turning into a victor's smile, "Come on!

A punch of a thousand pounds of power exploded in mid-air, striking Veggis head-on.

Suddenly, Mondol's sinister expression froze stiffly on his face, a short golden light flashed in the corner of his eye, and a sense of déjà vu made him suddenly wake up, but he didn't have time to take any countermeasures, his arm with a heavy punch had been firmly wound with several circles of golden silk threads, the silk threads quickly tightened, and traces of blood faintly ooped from under his red skin, and at the same time, his heavy fists were also pulled by the golden silk threads, deviating from the original attack track.

The fist slid against Veggis's body, and Mondol's entire body was completely exposed to Veggis's face due to the golden thread that tugged at him.

A hint of surprise suddenly flashed on Veges's face, the scythe in his hand was still tightly gripped, and he didn't cut it down for a long time, he turned his face slightly sideways, and looked at Michelle, who suddenly broke into the battle under him, his expression was filled with a cloudy haze.

"What are you hesitating about, attack him!" Mitchell's anxious scream came from below.

"Don't!" Veggis flipped his hand and lowered his scythe, letting his body fall to the ground, barely flipping his body over the moment before he landed, although he staggered a little, but barely landed steadily, he straightened up his slightly bent body when he landed, and looked at Michelle with a strange expression not far away.

"It's you!" Mondol's unbalanced body then fell to the ground, the ground tore a lot of cracks the moment he fell, his face was buried in the half-squatting body, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but his sneer came out clearly, "Is it going to be two-on-one next? But it doesn't matter, it's just going to be more fun, right?!"

"What are you talking about?!" Michelle looked at Bergis in confusion, unable to believe what had just come out of Bergis's mouth, "Such a good timing, you can clearly hit that guy hard, why ......"

"Don't!" Beges coldly interrupted Michelle's growl, holding the heavy black scythe to his shoulder, meeting Michelle's angry gaze with deep disdain.

"Have you figured out the situation? Do you know what you're doing?" Michelle couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, if he hadn't found the right time to make a timely move just now, then Bergis might have died under Mondor's heavy punch, and what was even more odious was that he finally created an opportunity to severely damage the opponent, but the arrogant teenager in front of him didn't start, "This is the battlefield! Battlefield! Do you understand?! There are no rules, no right and wrong, no victory or defeat, only life or death!"

"I said, don't. Bergis looked directly at Michelle, not flinching at all, "This is my chosen prey, I don't need anyone else to hunt for me." ”

"Hunting?" Michelle's pupils trembled faintly, anger burning even more irrepressibly in his eyes, "Do you think this is a game?"

"So what?" asked Beggis disapprovingly.

"Even if you risk your own life?" Michelle suddenly realized how unreasonable the young man with terrifying strength in front of him was.

"Well, at all costs......," Beggis said lightly, "this is my battle, I have my own principles, isn't it too despicable to bully more and less?"

"......" Michelle was speechless in surprise.

"Now please let him go, our battle is not over yet!" Begis said in a commanding tone.

"But......" Michelle's surprise and anger gradually dissipated on his face, replaced by a sword-sharp coldness, "I am a soldier of Osland, and my duty is to defend Oslan and the people of Osland, and there is no question of despicability or unprincipled against the invaders......"

"You bastard......" Veges's cold face was instantly enveloped with a chilling killing intent.

Michelle's eyes gradually locked, and she met Veges's murderous gaze without showing weakness, and confronted each other coldly.

The soul power of the two flowed out silently, and the air began to vibrate faintly around them, emitting low-frequency buzzing sounds, as if thousands of poisonous bees were flapping their wings and flying, and vaguely it seemed that even the space seemed a little distorted and deformed, and a layer of turbulent danger was smeared in the sticky atmosphere, as if a war that was about to break out would be ignited at any time.