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Chapter 199

The fiery red figure rushing towards the ambush point is naturally the Saint of Fire, Oriana.

Behind her, the Lord of Swords Anheim came with her.

Oriana had already fallen asleep, but after receiving the news, she got out of her sleeping bag immediately, put on her transforming armor, and rushed over.

Anheim, who had been on guard all the time, quickly followed suit.

Rolle originally planned to take action, but he had just emerged from the tent and Oriana and the others had already flown away.

After hearing that the extraordinary beings from the Scholars Association had already taken action, he was no longer so anxious.

"The extraordinary person of the Scholars Association is Master Anheim, right?"

Rohr still remembers this idol of his youth and has heard of many of his fierce and legendary achievements.

With this eighth-level powerhouse here, you shouldn't need to do anything to help yourself, right?

In fact, this time he heard that Master Anheim was responsible for guarding, and he was interested in getting to know him. Unfortunately, he never found a chance to communicate with this master. He was very busy, and the master also lived in seclusion and was very low-key.

"But just in case, let's rush there, lest any fish slip through the net."

As Rohr said that, he took several of his operators to join Major Anderson's adjutant in the camp, led dozens of soldiers, and rushed in that direction on foot.

When the little donkey saw that his master was about to take action, he quickly jumped close to him, looked at him eagerly, and even wanted to bite his sleeve with his mouth.

"Don't make trouble, I'm not going out to play."

However, Luo Er clearly expressed his rejection, patted her head, and placed the little milk cat on top of her head.

"Let Xiaomi play with you."

After that, he led the people out of the camp.

If you're in a hurry, it's faster to walk there by yourself. The donkey's speed is too slow...

The little donkey looked at Luo Er's retreating back, his big eyes full of grievances.

"Meow meow meow!"

The little cat meowed a few times and scratched her head gently.

There was a hint of hesitation in the little donkey's eyes, but then he became determined again. With the encouragement of the little milk cat, he held his head high and jumped after him.

But something that was beyond Rohr's expectation was that the battle situation on Oriana's side was not as optimistic as he had expected...

"What on earth are you?"

Oriana's body was burning with flames, hovering in mid-air, staring at the strange opponent in front of her.

She had previously pushed the speed of her transforming armor to the extreme, turning her entire body into a dazzling bolide, and it only took her two or three minutes to arrive at the battlefield.

She originally planned to go on a killing spree, and together with her clones, she planned to directly bombard those elves with violent secret techniques from above.

But just as the first secret technique was blasted out, a man in black robe suddenly appeared and caught it without any harm.

"Haha, Saint of Flame? That's all..."

Leader Bessie sneered and floated into the air without any equipment, arriving at a height parallel to Oriana.

"This will let you see what true strength is!"

As he spoke, more than a dozen octopus-like tentacles suddenly appeared from behind him, twisting and waving.

His body also began to change. His entire lower body transformed into a smoke-like form. His arms also swelled and deformed, becoming thicker than an adult. There were also worm-like blood vessels exposed on the surface, making him look ferocious and ferocious.

Curiosity.

A solemn look appeared on Oriana's pretty face hidden in her visor, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.

This opponent's state was not unfamiliar to her, and she had encountered enemies in similar situations before.

This is the depravity that occurs after extraordinary beings are distorted and contaminated by chaos. It has a scientific name of "Degenerate".

In this case, the extraordinary person will become bloodthirsty and crazy, and explode with combat power several times stronger than usual. He can even transcend the restrictions of rank and use part of the power of the Chaos Realm.

The pressure they release will also turn into spiritual pollution that poses a huge threat to mankind.

A transcendent being in this state will become very dangerous! It often requires three or four combatants of the same level to deal with it.

And if it is a fallen demigod, it will be even more difficult, and the situation may deteriorate to the point of requiring the use of level 0 sacred objects.

Fortunately, since the Society of Scholars established the current extraordinary system, the empire has taken various precautions and has not encountered the corruption of saints or demigods. The most serious one was just the corruption of a legend, led by Oriana and a few others.

The saint took action boldly and killed him with force.

So today, the state has not returned to its best, and can Anheim suppress this monster?

There should still be a chance. This kind of fallen extraordinary person will lose his reason, have no intelligence, and cannot use his power reasonably. Although it is tricky, it is not difficult to deal with it if you deal with it carefully.

But just as Oriana had this thought, she heard the monster on the opposite side ask:

"Haha, do you think I will become like other fallen people?"

Oriana's expression changed instantly.

"Haha, you guys, who have always been arrogant, can't even imagine how much power we have mastered!"

"Saint of Fire, an excellent sacrifice. I will take away your brain and heart, but keep you alive and sacrifice it to our leader. He always likes fresh sacrifices."

As he spoke, several tentacles from his back stretched out like lightning, attacking Oriana from multiple directions, aiming at her limbs.

He seemed to want to wrap Oriana in his tentacles rather than kill her outright.

But Oriana was not that easy to deal with. A more intense flame suddenly burst out from her body, burning all the tentacles that were stretched out into ashes.

"Huh! Even my husband wouldn't dare to do this to me!"

She snorted in anger, turned the staff-like weapon in her hand into a two-handed heavy sword, and rushed forward, slashing her opponent with fierce fire.

And her clone also began to release secret techniques one after another, and various fireballs, flames and lines of fire attacked the fallen monster.

Behind her, Anheim, who arrived a little later, also entered the battle. The experienced man did not rush to help, but swooped down to the elves below, trying to rescue the patrol.

"Ha! She is really a violent woman. How can any man stand up to you?"

Bessie's leader was retreating steadily under Oriana's strong suppression. He could only use the tentacles behind him to resist. He had already been roasted by Oriana, and it seemed that he would be split in half in the next second.

"Your strength is far inferior to your mouth."

Oriana snorted and swiped hard with her hand, sending the enemy flying far away.

At the same time, the clone behind her was also taken back into her body, and then turned into flaming wings, emerging behind her.

She plans to give the enemy the final blow!

Perhaps this fallen one is unable to integrate well with Chaos because it still retains its sanity. Although it keeps talking big words, its strength is far inferior to that of the fallen ones we met before.

But just when Oriana was about to wave her wings and deliver a fatal blow, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

She felt something attached to the wings behind her.

When I turned my head slightly, I saw that they were tiny worms one after another?!

And not only on her wings, but also on the armor on her body were crawling one after another such little bugs.

It turned out that the tentacles that she had burned to ashes before had not lost their activity, but had turned into tiny creatures the size of dust and clung to her body silently.

The opponent had been suppressed and retreated steadily before. He was simply deliberately showing weakness and launching such an insidious attack.

Oriana suddenly felt nauseous, and activated her spiritual power, causing high-temperature flames to burst out from her body, hoping to roast these disgusting bugs directly.

But after the flames passed by, these insects remained motionless, and gradually squirmed and fused together, reorganizing into the shape of tentacles.

"how come?"

Oriana was startled, she paused her planned offensive, and a secret magic circle lit up in her hand, shooting a flame ray from it and sweeping towards the tentacles that were forming on her body.

The tentacles instantly turned red, but still did not break. They became thicker and stronger.

"Haha, I have adapted to your flames, and you no longer pose a threat to me."

"This is the power of chaos!"

The seemingly embarrassed leader Bessie smiled evilly, stretched out his thick arm, and made a lofty and grasping gesture.

The tentacles on Oriana's body suddenly exerted force, tightly binding her flame wings and limbs.

She tried to break free, but suddenly found that the spiritual power in her body began to become disordered.

These tentacles constantly released the power of chaos, interfering with the movement of spiritual power in her body.

If the spiritual power is forcibly activated, the consequences may be disastrous.

The opponent's frontal combat power may not be very strong, but this kind of insidious method is really hard to guard against. This is the first time Orianna has encountered it.

She quickly lowered her head to check the situation in Anheim below.

His situation is not optimistic either. He is being besieged by five men in black robes, and he obviously has too much time to take care of himself.

"I said, I will take away your brain and heart and make you a living sacrifice."

Team Leader Bessie flew back again and said with a sneer.

Oriana, who couldn't move, did not show the panic and nervousness she should have. Instead, she sneered and responded:

"Haha, it was you who forced me to use my special move!"

"Oh? You can't even use your spiritual power, why are you still talking so hard?"

Leader Bessie asked disdainfully.

Oriana lowered her head slightly, adjusted her mood, and activated her last trump card.

She began to hum a traditional love song in a soft voice:

"My love, where are you? May the wind carry my thoughts into your heart..."

When Team Leader Bessie saw this, he was a little surprised, but then he laughed again.

"Haha, that's it?"

Oriana's eyes passed through the visor, glanced at him coldly, and whispered:

"You are already dead!"

"Varied……"

Team leader Bessie was about to ask a question, but before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a powerful crisis pouring out of his heart, as if something terrible was falling from the sky.

He quickly looked up and saw a strange distortion in the air above him, roughly showing the outline of a one-handed sword, as if there was a transparent one-handed sword invisible to the naked eye hanging there.

He originally wanted to dodge.

But when he saw the outline, his thinking and consciousness experienced a brief stagnation and blankness, and his body was frozen in place, motionless.

The next second, an invisible one-handed sword fell from the sky, like a hot knife cutting butter, neatly cutting his body in half.

At this time, Team Leader Bessie came to his senses and felt the huge pain, and his body that was split into two screamed at the same time.

Normally, a body structure like his would remain active even if it was burned to ashes, but if it was cut in half, it would not die, and it would not even be considered an injury.

It is almost impossible for him to die. No matter how much damage is done to his body, even if his whole body is crushed into powder, he still cannot be killed.

Even the leader of the apostle organization, the first apostle who is so powerful that ordinary people cannot imagine, is not absolutely sure of killing him, and gave a very high evaluation of his ability:

"As long as Chaos remains, no one can really kill you."

Therefore, he is also known as the "Immortal" Bessie in the apostle organization. His almost immortal special effects, coupled with his super adaptability to enemy attacks, and his special ability to interfere with the enemy's spiritual power, make him look...

Extremely powerful.

Although he is not an apostle yet, he has the same combat power and status as an apostle, so he was sent here to deal with the excavation of the temple ruins this time, preparing to give the empire a big surprise.

But the one-handed sword that fell from the sky was attached to this mysterious and powerful force. The moment it was split open, Team Leader Bessie felt a sense of despair and death.

It was a wonderful feeling that was difficult to describe in words, as if a supreme being had given him a motto, saying:

"die!"

Nothing can defy the will of this being, and no creature can withstand this motto.

So, Leader Bessie really died.

And this is not death in the ordinary sense.

The men in black robes who were originally besieging Anheim below stopped their movements. Although they were busy dealing with the enemy and did not know the specific battle situation in the sky, they already knew that their leader was dead.

The elf team that had already bypassed the battlefield and was about to cut off the patrol from the other direction also stopped.

They didn't know exactly what happened, but they knew that the arrogant Bessie leader, who even looked down upon the saints, was dead.

Even Walsh, the great philanthropist who was far away in the imperial capital, who was looking through the accounts of the charity fund, suddenly trembled.

He knew that Team Leader Bessie, who had contacted him once or twice and had received much attention from the new generation of power in the organization, and had the title of "The Immortal", was dead.

His death has become an established fact, and everyone who knows his existence knows about his death at this time.

He is too dead to die any more.

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