The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Talos did not pay attention to the Dimensional Claw anymore, his sight was completely attracted by Surathian-the power of the ritual was trembling in the air, and he could feel it sticking to his skin, like a hot brand.

A bridge is being formed, connecting the material world and the boiling madness of the ether. He is very clear about what will happen next.

After a while, a flashing silver spear hit the shield of the enchanted Dimensional Claw, but it seemed to hit a solid wall and burst open instantly.

Huge energy washed over the battlefield, painful tormenting everyone's nerves: even when neurofeedback began to overload synaptic receptors, most people's vision flashed warning signs.

"who is it!!!"

Surah'sien's shout became loud and began to slowly rise into the air, its scaly armor reflecting the terrible light of spout flashes and liquid flames.

But another flame ball mingled with lightning followed one after another,

The twisted energy collided with the fiery anger, the spiritual energy swelled wildly, and then the whole space exploded like a bubble that was punctured by a loud thunder.

Bachram fell to the ground, but a strong hand grabbed his arm and helped him up.

A man in a gray robe and a jackal mask walked past him, and the Dimensional Claw Lord lowered his head, his claws curled into roots in front of him.

"Who are you!"

The answer to him was a burning sword, which instantly pierced the legs of the Dimensional Claws, just below the hip joints.

The freak fell screaming and fell to the ground.

Bachram looked at the mysterious person who appeared in front of him in confusion. He felt that the air was thick and melted like wax at this time, and he could also feel that the world became unstable under the violent energy impact.

At this time, the mysterious man pulled out a stack of card pages on his waist and quickly turned a page out.

"Can you feel the energy, Bachram?"

The other party's voice was very low, and Bachram nodded instinctively.

He felt an unnatural force impacting his soul from beginning to end.

"Keep calm for a while, don't think about attacking it."

Bachram felt confused, but the other party did not explain further.

Suddenly, the storm hit his head violently, and the unnatural energy crawled along the path of his soul. He was almost screamed by the profane touch-he felt a terrible existence hidden behind it.

"Don't be shaken!"

Not far from him, the mysterious man began to read aloud.

Bachram had to focus on these words so that he would not have the idea of ​​attacking.

At the same time, Surasien got up again, spread its arms, and hung in the air.

It towers above the gathered Astarte, its wings are surrounded by hellish wheels of light, the shadow moves along its length, the flesh on the armor is rippled, and a pair of arms that look like tentacles stretched out to surround it. Many eyes were shining with pale green light.

The energy of the spell attracted this blasphemous creature. It was entangled like a net, but it was like trying to tie a dragon with a ball of thread. It was also resisting. Consciousness oppressed the **** and tested it.

The mysterious man stood in front of the Dimensional Claw Lord, raised his fist, and pointed at its inhuman face.

"I bound you with an oath!"

He shouted.

"I restrain you with the power of words!"

In an instant, power rushed out from him like a flood, bright and clear.

"let me go."

Suddenly, the voice roared, and its words echoed in everyone's minds, building a bridge between the world and the illusion.

"Your chains cannot restrain us!"

But the mysterious man refused to give in.

"The residents of the ether! With the nineteenth ceremony of the Silver Pagoda, I order you! Tell me your name!"

The demon was still resisting, and Bahram could feel its consciousness trying to get out of that body.

"Surazion."

It uttered its name, but the mysterious man clenched his fist.

"It's not the name people gave you, tell your real name!"

"let me go."

The devil still struggled.

"Everything will be revealed eventually."

It is now pulling on the chains of the ceremony more and more forcefully, and in a while, it will return to its original place.

Bachram bit his mouth tightly. He felt his skin swell, his blood vessels were freezing, and cold steam came out of his throat.

However, in every minute and every second of his life, he resisted the desire to attack that creature, and reluctantly controlled it in his own harbor.

"tell me your name!"

The mysterious man shouted again, and at the same time cast a sedge card, and countless chains were ejected from it in an instant.

The next second, the demon let out a roar and burst of energy.

The world collapsed, and the storm of psychic energy began to fade.

There was a terrible silence on the battlefield, and Talos turned to Bahram.

The town disintegrated like a broken oil painting, and everyone found that they were back in the jungle, and the mysterious man was standing where the demon was originally, holding a black card in his hand.

The mysterious man glanced at Bahram and suddenly smiled:

"The young man did a good job, thanks to your weakening of the will of that thing at the last moment, otherwise it might not be able to deal with it."

With that, he looked at Talos.

"I'll leave it to you to deal with the aftermath."

The words did not fall, and accompanied by a flash of light, the mysterious man disappeared.

Sablin stared at the place where the opponent was originally, then turned to Talos.

"Company commander, he is..."

"ZhanTuan think tank, you can call him Jackal in the future, don't talk about today's affairs."

Sablin nodded thoughtfully, then stepped forward to help Bachram up.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just..."

Bachram looked up at Sabrin through his loose eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~, his bleeding lips grinned, and he fainted.

Talos clapped his hands and said:

"Clean up here. Collect the corpses of those dimensional claws and destroy them with hot melt. Remember to destroy the video card before destroying. I will send it to our battle group commander. Sablin, you and Li Lin Responsible for bringing Bahram back."

Approximately two hours later, Soshyang received a report from the eleventh in a row at his command post in the Vos camp in the Red Sand Mountains. The reports were mainly about Dimensional Claw and Surazion.

According to the investigation after the Eleventh Company, this dimensional claw was at least related to hundreds of attacks and disappearances. It is difficult to count the imperial soldiers who died in their hands. However, based on the number of missing and lost, there are at least two thousand. People lost their lives in their hands.

Soshyan also had to admit that Abaddon’s harassment tactics have achieved certain results. In just one week, more than 8,000 front-line defenders have been missing or casualties, although the front-line troops such as Kadian and Krieg still Morale was soaring, but the local garrison was swaying by force, so these main groups had to temporarily dispatch political commissars to "maintain order"-in short, hundreds of people were shot.