"In addition, rescue Toronto Sandriel as much as possible. If you have the strength, give priority to the first mission."

The majestic old man's voice was not loud, but it was transmitted into the plane in real time through a strange way, and also into the ears of the owner of the remaining eight arcane towers. The tone that seemed to be commanded made the faces of the eight great arcane masters change.

However, none of them, who were already at the peak of the plane, raised objections, but implemented them quickly with an ugly expression.

I saw the eight arcane towers suddenly burst out with huge elemental power at the same time, and the space was folded again. When it was restored, the arcane tower was gone.

At this moment, the eight arcane towers actually left this battlefield at the same time. When they appeared again, they were already chasing the eight-armed giant and quickly disappeared into the sky.

This incident was a huge morale blow to the entire battlefield, especially Netherel's side. They suddenly lost the supreme commander and had to face the Jedi counterattack of the orc heroes, which actually showed some panic.

Especially those legendary arcane masters who have lived for countless years, without the attention and close attention of their bosses, they instinctively began to stumble.

Well, it’s not that they don’t do their best, but they are the priority to ensure their own safety.

On the other side, the eight-armed giant was still running rapidly between mountains, rivers, and wherever He passed was the ripples of ripples spread.

In His hands, Toronto Sandriel had already passed the initial chaos and backlash and had recovered a little sober and calm.

At this moment, there was still a spell-like light blooming around him, forming a solid aperture to protect him, resisting the pressure from the giant's palm.

This is a guardian spell solidified on his body. It is powerful, but it cannot bring him much security at this moment.

He could clearly feel that the palm seemed to be holding him, but it was not simply holding it, but a miniature spatial fault formed in the palm, sealing him in it. Even if he had the means, he was still controlled tightly at this time.

Even so, he still looked up, looked at the running giant, thought for a moment, and spoke: "You are definitely not the so-called orc savior Richard!

Please tell me who you are?"

The giant was still running wildly, but his huge body actually had an indescribable lightness, leaping and running between mountains, rivers, forests and lakes, just like a monkey.

Behind Him, eight arcane towers were chasing quickly, getting closer and closer to every flash teleportation!

After hearing the Toronto question, the giant also took the time to lower his head, looked at the great arcane in his command, and asked strangely: "Why are you so sure?"

Indeed, as he said, it was not Richard who controlled the legendary true body at this time, but Amon.

Richard was unable to save his enhanced version of the taboo spell "Time Stop", even if he could not do it as a nightmare walker, but his inability to do it does not mean that the Lord of Nightmare Amon would watch coldly.

At the critical moment, Amon took over this legendary true body. With his Nightmare Lord, even the time flow rate of the entire main plane must follow him. Naturally, he would not care about this mere 'time stop' taboo spell.

Seeing the giant talking, Toronto seemed to see hope and immediately said: "I have absolute cognition and confidence in my own spells, and that is definitely not something that an orc can exempt.

Moreover, he was actually affected by the spell and was set in mid-air, but suddenly he was exempted.

This situation is naturally the result of great existence intervening."

After pausing, he said again: "I don't know who you are? I don't know why you intervened in the struggles of the mortal world? I don't know why you helped these humble orcs?

But please believe that I am more valuable than him and can bring you more benefits than him.

As long as you can let me go, everything will be easy to discuss and everything can be discussed. Please believe in the sincerity of a dying person!”

Even now, Toronto is still striving to survive, and he has keenly found a seemingly feasible path.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Amon seemed to remember and murmured: "Yes, you still have to leave it to Richard for handling."

As he said so, He did not move, but Toronto's eyes were filled with fear.

Because, in his eyes, the giant changed, and his eyes went from being calm and peaceful before to being full of hatred and anger.

Toronto seemed to feel the crisis and immediately spoke: "Wait, listen to me, we actually..."

As he ran wildly, the giant suddenly closed his hands and slapped them violently, as if he was slapping a mosquito.

Bang!

A crisp sound came, blood and flesh splashed out from the giant's palm, and even fine black space cracks kept rotating and splitting around the palm, and a vague sound of howling came, until a moment later, it was lonely and silent.
Chapter completed!