In the ruins, Nethers quickly rolled aside and avoided a series of dazzling comets. His intention to attack the chains on Zelas was vain. The witch spirit's viciousness and intelligence were proportional to its intelligence. As a black witch spirit with weak melee experience, he had long been on guard against the close-killing culling of Nethers, the leader of the ascension warrior.

Nathus stood up in time, swung his axe and left another string of roaring white light magic balls. However, a series of flat thunder exploded in the path of his dodging under the cover of the magic balls, causing him to be overturned to the ground by the explosion before he could stand up.

Both of them noticed the changes in the weather in Piltwolf, but none of them took it in their hearts. In the past battle formations, the ascenators were used as the sharpest spearhead to break through the enemy formation for the Shurima army and clear all obstacles.

Their strength can already reach the environment, weather, and even the number of enemies that can ignore the battlefield! So what else can destroy them on the battlefield?

Zelas floated in front of him, constantly scattering lightning, and laughing wildly.

Nathers was passively beaten, gritting his teeth and silently waiting for Zelas to approach, and suddenly stabbed an axe with all his strength!

This is a blow that can turn the situation around, because the axe tip contains the power that can wither!

If it is stabbed, Zelas will be attacked like a mad dog in his weakness.

But Zelas swung out a firing move, and threw out a scorching white fire, hitting Nathers's wrist holding the axe!

The burning pain made his wrist tilt and his fingers loosened. Under the inertia of the huge blow, the long-handled battle axe broke out and smashed into a residential house on the path. The remaining momentum remained unabated, and it smashed through several rooms before it could barely stop.

At the same time, under a huge shock, the emeralds that were already covered with cracks on the axe were finally broken.

An ancient weapon was scrapped like this.

The feeling of powerlessness from his right hand shocked Nathers, and his arm was interrupted so easily by Zelas.

Even with only one arm left, Nathus could pick up the entire mortal army with one hand, but Zelas was not an ordinary enemy. He was an ascenator who stole the power of the sun and also mastered the essence of dark magic.

The feeling of powerlessness came from the broken arm to the heart. It turned out that Zelas mercilessly released another wave of powerful magic balls. Some hit him, causing him to have no intact fur on his body, and his heart felt like he was hit hard; others were trolling like water droplets on the surrounding houses, and after the explosion, it ignited a raging fire.

"Your loyalty is heroic, but you are the wrong master, for your foolish loyalty." Zelas smiled gloomyly, and the flames in his heart began to pound, like a ghost fire flashing in the grave.

"You can kill me, and I will die without regrets when I sacrifice myself for Shurima." Nathus stood up, gasping in the gravel on the ground, his right arm hanging weakly beside him.

If time passes, his body can recover on its own. He saw that Zelas didn't want to kill himself so he was so hasty, so he used his own tricks and began to delay time.

"I have imagined your death thousands of times, but I have never done it myself." Zelas approached him, his fingertips dripped liquid flames on his scarred body, adding fuel to the fire.

"You won't see that day, because Rekton has been killed by my own hands. If you don't kill me, I will definitely kill you!" Nathers laughed in anger. With a painful laugh, the broken bones in his arms began to gather together again. He felt the strength began to return to the muscles of his arms, but he pretended that his arms were still like waste limbs.

"Is that so? That's a pity... But how will the old dog who has lost his paws fight back? Or are you delaying time and waiting for your pretentious idiot master to come to save you? Idiotic!"

Zelas waved out a crackling electric cable and whipped Nathers's right arm that was about to heal, leaving his flesh and blood to roll it up, even the broken bones were thrown out.

Zelas had long seen Nathers' cleverness. He knew that Nathers' injury was recovering, but how powerful could he be without weapons? So he developed a vicious scheming.

He began to cooperate with Nathers in acting, pretending to break through the other party's tricks by accidentally. But he believed Nathers about Rekton's words and thought that the butcher with a weak mind was really killed by Nathers for justice.

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

While he drifted into Nathers' attack range while striking out a string of white fires to swing them towards the opponent, the old dog finally couldn't hide it anymore and directly opened his fangs and bit Zelas with a sharp mouth.

Faced with Nathers's desperate attack, Zelas just lightly emitted a white magic ball, stuffed it into the bloody mouth that came towards him, shattering Nathers' conspiracy and a canine tooth.

The mouth was blown by Zelas with vicious magic. Nathers had lost the ability to speak, but he grinned and cracked the corners of his mouth and started to laugh silently.

"You..." The ridicule made Zelas so angry that he wanted to soar into the sky, but before this idea came out, it was too late to avoid the attack.

"Zeros! Give me a taste of being betrayed!"

Rekton turned into a afterimage and rushed towards Zelas from behind. The Crescent Blade swung an angry blow, and the sharp blade hit the back, and the iron ring of the chain exploded under the momentum.

Huge energy erupted from Zelas's back like a volcano eruption, blunting Rekton's weapon in a moment, and then melting his armor in a few seconds.

Due to this incident, Rekton lost consciousness on the spot and lay on his back in the white liquid flame. A large charred hole was left in his chest. The scales on his body gradually melted under the erosion of the flames...

Zelas came to his senses and found that some of his magic power had been lost in Rekton's attack. He was furious, and the flames in his heart swallowed the anger and rose, wrapping his head, making him even more abominable.

Wu Ling waved his hand and floated to a high place, stretched his limbs, and released endless lightning, causing the entire Piltwolf to be shrouded in the spider web of lightning, and everything around him burned in his anger.

Nathers had long known that Zelas's body was like a full balloon, and it would inevitably hurt him while causing harm to it, so he stood in front of Zelas with the awareness of dying.

I wanted to slowly erode Zelas with the help of Rekton, but I didn't expect that the opponent's strength was far beyond his imagination. His layout was broken before he could be completed! Although his brother succeeded in his angry blow, he suffered a terrifying injury that should have been borne by him and could never use the second sword again.

Nathers wailed silently, and despite the burning pain, he resolutely stepped into the flame pool with his feet, trying to use his still intact left hand to drag Rekton away from the fire pool. But at this time, a thick lightning flash was created from the sky, and he directly fell into the fire pool, and received a terrifying high temperature like the flames of hell.
Chapter completed!