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Chapter 118 Arom, the unfinished mission

[Oops! Now that I’m acting, I didn’t expect that Xiao Sa, who looks so naive, is actually pretty good at acting. 】

[Good guy, it’s okay to use Gani’s disguise power to stir up trouble between the two camps. He jumped repeatedly. 】

Sarlayan's instigation completely ignited the existing distrust between the two camps.

Although both Gorak and Habulon felt that something was fishy, ​​the fire of chaos had been ignited and they were unable to control the overall situation.

Seeing the two leaders shouting "calm down" to their respective camps, Sarlayan was not impatient and quietly moved to the vicinity of Gorak while remaining invisible.

Compared with the local Drust, Helagar's numbers are far inferior, but their individual strength is obviously superior.

One has quantity, the other has quality, and the two are fighting fiercely in the fog of the Blighted Realm. The screams and roars of the fight can be heard everywhere.

"enough!"

Seeing that the situation was out of control, Gorak finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to use his privilege as the master of the Blighted Realm.

Including Sarlayan, who was hiding in the dark, everyone who was not in the Drust camp felt a strong sense of rejection from the Blighted Realm.

Habron, who had been trying to stay calm, suddenly glared angrily: "Golak Toul! Do you want to violate the contract!"

Not to be outdone, Gorak argued: "You were the first to tear up the contract and launch the attack. Don't forget, I am the master of the Blighted Realm!"

"Evil outsiders, get out of my world!"

"you!"

With the gleaming dark hands of Gorak clasped together, all of Hylagar were driven out of the Blighted Realm along with their Nag'far.

"call……"

This power of expelling guests is obviously not something that can be used casually. Habulon and others were successfully driven out of the Blighted Realm, and Gorak's originally high momentum in patrolling fell back.

"Damn it! My plan has been disrupted again!"

Sitting down helplessly, Gorak hammered his thigh with his fist in annoyance.

He originally planned to use Helagar's assistance to capture Orfa who broke into the Blighted Realm and seize his body for his own use.

Don't doubt that Gorak, who controls the power of death, can really do this kind of thing of borrowing the body and returning the soul.

In order to return to the material world, Gorak has been waiting for more than 2,000 years.

But Olfa, that cautious old bastard, never gave him any room to maneuver.

After finally waiting for the opportunity, in order to ensure that the plan was foolproof, Gorak did not hesitate to deceive Helagar with empty promises, just to add a layer of insurance to regain his body.

However, the development of things was completely different from what Gorak expected.

The one who entered the Realm of Blight was not Orfa, a member of the same race who could easily seize the body, but a mixed-blood elf of unknown origin.

Gorak, who forcibly used his power, thought that Sarlayan had been expelled like other outsiders, but at this time Sarlayan was still patiently lurking less than 10 meters behind him.

With Deathloab Bangsandi secretly helping, Gorak's half-baked power of death could not work on Sarlayan at all.

The completely black lynx blended in with the surrounding environment. Taking advantage of Gorak's unpreparedness and the other Drust's relaxation, the lynx suddenly shot out of the thick fog.

"Roar!"

Letting out a battle roar in his claw form, Sarlayan threw Gorak to the ground before he could stand up in panic, and bit his neck mercilessly with his sharp fangs.

"Bite fiercely!"

A flash of red light flashed on the lynx's fangs. If Gorak hadn't raised his arm to block his neck reflexively, this bite might have bitten off half of his neck.

Ferocious Bite, a skill selected when the Druid reaches level 10.

Due to being misled by the barrage, Sarlayan really thought that using Ferocious Bite required so many combo points.

But after taking a closer look at the skill after acquiring it, he discovered that there were some discrepancies between the skill description and what the barrage said.

The power of Ferocious Bite will increase according to the degree of injury of the enemy. The more serious the injury, the higher the bonus.

However, this skill can also be used without any preliminary preparation, but the damage caused will be relatively low.

But no matter how low the damage is, as long as the claw-shaped fangs can hit the vital point, he can still be killed in one blow.

"Ah!"

Gorak's left arm used to block was bitten to pieces by sharp fangs, causing a large amount of soul essence to leak out, and it would definitely be useless in a short time.

But exchanging one hand for one life is a good deal no matter how you think about it.

"Go away!"

Gorak's eyes flashed with blue soul fire, and the death energy wave spread out from him, forcing Sharlayan away.

"Pooh!"

After turning over in mid-air and landing lightly, Sarlayan spit out the soul fragments in his mouth and transformed back into his human form in front of Gorak.

"drink!"

Without giving Gorak a chance to breathe, Sarlayan immediately launched a charge, and the demon-slayer's great sword slashed down with kinetic energy like a rainbow.

With his left hand temporarily disabled, Gorak did not choose to meet head-on and retreated into the crowd of Drust, trying to use his subordinates to stop Sarlayan.

"Crack!"

The powerful and heavy vertical chop split the soul of Drust, who was pulled over to top the cylinder, into two halves. Sarlayan's eyes were still firmly fixed on Gorak who was retreating crazily.

"Want to run?"

"God descends to earth! Dragon man transforms!"

The two major status skills were used at the same time. Sarlayan ignored the necromancy spell thrown by Gorak with his still mobile right hand, and relied on the dragon scales with certain resistance to magic and the skin hardened by the gods' descending skills to eat them.

Regardless of the skin on his chest being torn open, the dragon wings on Sarlayan's back suddenly flapped, his feet pressed against the ground and he accelerated forcefully, forcing his way through the crowd with a physique that was beyond imagination.

Gao Laike, who was in poor condition, did not dare to stop and engage in a head-on battle. He dodged left and right in an attempt to withdraw from the battle circle and regroup.

But his dodge just triggered the prerequisite for suppression, and the Demon Slayer's sword struck at the old Gorak with a turning force at a very strange angle.

"Damn you little devil!"

With no way to escape, Gorak's bloody nature was finally fully aroused, and he was determined to fight to the death.

"Buzz!"

The high-speed moving sword was blocked by the gray-black energy mass in Gao Laike's hand. The two of them maintained the stance of slashing down with their swords and raising their right hands in the air for several seconds.

"Suck~"

Sarlayan took a deep breath, and the life force in his body was greatly activated, and the blessings given to his body by becoming a dragon fully exploded.

"ha!"

Gorak, who was fighting with one hand, suddenly felt the pressure doubled, and his raised right hand began to tremble uncontrollably, and was pressed back bit by bit by Sarlayan.

The Drust soldiers who caught up from behind attacked Sarlayan in fear and anger, trying to help their leader escape.

"Hey~ I can't let you get in the way."

Many Drust souls heard the cynical smile in their ears.

A translucent human ghost quickly formed behind Sarlayan. He held a sword and a shield in his hands, and looked around with a confused expression.

"here it is?"

A ethereal voice sounded next to the human ghost's ears: "Arom Waycrest, do you remember the deal with old Bwonsamdi?"

"Continue your unfinished mission. This time, you will make a final settlement with the stubborn Drust people."

"Ha~ It turns out to be you."

The human ghost known as Alom Waycrest chuckled, raised the sword and shield in his hand, and looked at the group of Drusts with gradually sharp eyes.

"That's right, destroying Drust is the sacred mission entrusted to me by my Lord."

"Knights of Ashes!"

Arom raised his shield to block the battle ax coming from the front, and shouted angrily in a loud voice: "Follow my call and assemble again!"

"As you command!"

Soul phantoms began to appear one after another around Arom. Compared with Arom, whose soul was solidified, these phantoms could not even see their faces clearly, and could only barely make out the shape of their armor, shields and chest tattoos.

The engraved emblem of the Order and the Waycrest family crest.

Gorak, who was at the end of his strength, looked at the sudden appearance of the uninvited guest behind Sarlayan in shock and anger.

"Arom Waycrest! How is it possible? You should have..."

"You dare to be distracted now? You are seeking death!"

Taking advantage of Gorak's attention being diverted, Sarlayan broke through his defense in one fell swoop, and the demon-slayer sword flashing with azure arcane light slashed across his chest.

Although Gorak had leaned back as much as possible to dodge at the last moment, the sword strike came too fast, leaving a long wound on his soul body, and blue soul power gushes out from the wound.

"No! This shouldn't be my ending!"

Suffering heavy losses one after another, Gorak, who was already quite weak in using his power forcefully, was filled with despair.

Sarlayan raised his sword again without mercy: "Cruel careerist, this world has no room for you, go to the abyss to confess your crimes!"


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