Looking at the team of Everenie fighting against those masters, Soshiyan nodded and rushed towards Victor with one move. He didn't even use a sword along the way, but directly used his body to knock the blockers away.
However, just as he rushed to a distance of only a hundred meters from the other party, he was stopped by a figure.
The other party slowly walked out from behind the pillar, causing Soshiyang to stop.
"you--"
Soshiyang's throat blocked, and then he let out an incredible sound.
"Are you still alive?"
What appeared in front of him was the nightmare he encountered many years ago in the mysterious underground ruins of Amydodon. He would never forget the other party's horned armor and surrounding dark shadows. After all, he had no power to fight back under the other party at that time.
But what he didn't know was that what appeared before him was the supreme of all nightmares, Drazal!
With a slow sense of oppression, Drazal walked ten meters in front of Soshyan and looked at the other party calmly.
In a moment, a low voice came from under the white demon helmet.
"Once again... the first meeting is really a blessing."
Soshiyang narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Your words are really contradictory."
Veronica heard the conversation between the two and then shouted:
"Soshyan, it is Delazar! The strongest nightmare, you must be careful!"
Soshiyang frowned slightly, but he didn't understand the character, but Kayang took a breath.
"It's actually it... I heard that Aliman once suffered a loss at the hands of a dark spirit clan. It is said that it is this one. It seems... there are rumors that he is Ahra, the fallen phoenix who created the Nightmare Shrine and the former phoenix lord who assaulted the Scorpion Shrine, but the saying from Qianzi's side that this guy may not be a living creature, there is only a ball of dust under the armor."
But the other party's identity could no longer affect Soshiyang's determination, but he still cared about what this person had experienced after meeting last time and how he left Ulano.
"You are not the same as before."
"Haha, it feels very sharp, descendants of the Temple of Citizens... But the human you see is dead, I am now me."
"Strange logic."
"Nothing strange."
As he said that, Drazal stretched out his left arm.
"Give it."
"What?"
"You know."
Soshiyan glanced at Delazal, then looked at Veronica, and finally shook her head.
"Even if you give it to you, will you hand over the person?"
The other party was silent, but the meaning was already very obvious.
"Then things are very simple."
Soshiyang took a step back with his right leg, pointed the sword in his hand at the opponent, and made an attacking posture.
Drazal slowly lowered his arm, and then shadows gathered in his palm, and two wide-blade swords appeared in his hands.
The next moment, Soshiyang's surroundings were covered with shadows covering the sky, isolating him from the others, as if he had entered an independent space.
He even felt like he was being submerged, and the shadows surged from the coast like sea water, flooding the entire temple.
A strange feeling began to emerge when Soshiyang looked around and saw the rolling wave of shadows.
In an instant, the stove-like heat before the temple suspended on lava had been replaced by the biting wet chill, eroding his bones and consciousness.
"So, let's start."
Watching the other person strode through the shadows towards him, his anger swelled on Soshiyang, forcing him to hold his breath that he had been holding back.
"I am no longer the same as before!"
Soshiyang roared lowly, waved his sword forward, and used all his strength to raise the already cracked sword at the nightmare helmet.
The other party easily parried with one hand. When the long sword hit the machete, a violent dark storm broke out. Soshiyang, who was repelled, seemed to be wrapped in a black curtain.
Soshiyang cut the shadows into invisible debris, and then continued to pounce on the enemy.
The two started a fierce head-on confrontation, the sword and the knife collided rapidly, and sparks flew.
Drazal held his blades with his hands, his body was as smart as a butterfly flying on the battlefield. At the same time, he was surrounded by various ghosts with skeleton faces, and he occasionally rushed toward Soshiyang. The cold air wrapped around him made Soshiyang's armor covered with thin frost.
After more than a dozen rounds of battle, Soshiyang found painfully that his combat skills were still unable to match the other party. If he had to compare, the person in front of him had the skills of the double swords above Saul.
After a counterattack was swept by a fictitious shot, Soshiyang felt a pain as the blade passed between his ribs.
After a fierce battle, his armor was already full of holes. With a light stroke of the other party, large pieces of ceramic steel debris fell with blood.
Even the server of his armor had been shut down long ago. Soshiyan now relied on his own brute force to drive the armor to fight, which further led to his movements being less swift than before.
Soshyan stared at his opponent, lowered his left shoulder and seemed to move in that direction, and a glimmer of victory flashed in his eyes as Drazal waved Clive's wide-blade knife trying to intercept him.
This is a simple fake move, Soshiyan moves his body's center of gravity to the right, passing through the end of the blade.
Then, the next step is his sword to pass through the opponent's right leg, and wait until the opponent loses balance, and then another sword-
But before Soshiyan could continue his plan, Drazal suddenly straightened his fingers and inserted them into Soshiyan's chest like an arrow, poking a bloody hole in his chest, almost touching his ribs.
As Soshiyan retreated, Drazal followed him, slamming Soshiyan's abdomen with the hilt of the Clive wide-blade knife with his left hand, turning around and kicking him on the shoulder, the huge force almost made Soshiyan fall backwards.
Before he could recover, the other party kicked the Space Marine Commander in the back.
Soshiyang suddenly turned back with a backhand, but he was in vain.
"Um!"
Suddenly, something hit the back of his head.
The other party knocked hard through the helmet with the hilt of the sword. Soshiyang realized the danger, rolled forward and then turned around.
Nightmare jumped forward, threw out the Clive wide-blade knife in his left hand, and kicked Soshyang in the neck as he swung his sword and knocked the weapon flying towards the door.
Soshiyan shook back under a heavy blow, and the knocked Clive wide-blade knife rotated above his head. The nightmare jumped up on his shoulders, grasped the rotating blade in the air, and then rolled to the ground.
"Oops!"
Realizing that he had lost his balance, Soshiyang took a few quick steps back, focusing on his pace, ready to move again.
But the other party was too fast. As soon as it landed, the two swords crossed and the weapons of both sides collided again.
But this time, Soshiyan was obviously less than the opponent's speed.
What's worse is that his weapon-
Bang!
After hundreds of collisions, the power sword in his hand could no longer bear it. It exploded in the last thrust of the opponent. The splashing sharp metal made deep marks on Soshiyang's broken armor and exposed part of the skin, and even almost penetrated his helmet eyepiece.
Knowing that he had to fight hard, Soshiyang pulled off his helmet and smashed it at the other party, then waved the remaining broken sword in his hand and headed towards Delazal's head.