nucmednet Chapter 257 Former Retainers
Chapter 257 Former Retainers
Sahras was forced to retreat. Looking at the crazed Gruul, her chest heaved with anger, but she ultimately did not dare to go forward again.
She knew this barbarian's temper all too well; in a fit of rage, he might truly be unable to distinguish friend from foe.
Sasovall snorted coldly and said nothing more, but the soul fire on his staff burned even more fiercely, clearly preparing for two possibilities.
Mal'Ganis's cursed field receded slightly, but his will-o'-the-wisps of eyes still coldly watched the battlefield.
Gruul intimidated his companions and once again focused all his attention on Lin Tian, like a lion that had been thoroughly enraged, determined to tear the provocateur in front of him to shreds.
"Human! Is hiding like a rat all you can do? Show me your true abilities!"
He roared, his attacks becoming even more ferocious, the blade light like a continuous black storm, completely enveloping the space around Lin Tian.
However, from an angle he couldn't see, a faint, cold glint flashed in Lin Tian's usually calm eyes.
The initial goal of feigning weakness to instill arrogance in the enemy has been achieved.
As expected, this brute with only strength was easily angered and refused his companions' help.
Now, it's time for him, and his "companions" who are watching from the sidelines, to wake up a little.
Lin Tian, who had been in a state of "passive dodging" the whole time, finally saw his [Star Devouring Staff] shine with a light that was different from the past after he skillfully avoided another heavy slash.
This time, it was neither a probing arcane missile nor a wide-area fire rain.
The deep core at the tip of the staff suddenly spun, and a heart-stopping power of stars began to gather.
[Astral Rays]!
A condensed, azure beam of light, containing ultimate penetrating and destructive power, shot through the night sky like a meteor, moving at a speed beyond visual perception. It no longer aimed at those insignificant joints, but rather precisely targeted Gruul's relatively vulnerable mouth, which was slightly open due to his roar!
"laugh--!"
The beam of light flashed and disappeared!
"Well?!"
Gruul's furious roar abruptly ceased, transforming into a muffled groan filled with pain and astonishment!
He abruptly closed his massive mouth, his head tilting back uncontrollably, a trickle of thick, dark purple blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Although he instinctively closed his mouth at the last moment, and there was some energy protection inside his mouth, this sudden, precise, and ruthless attack still penetrated his defenses, burning his throat and palate, bringing unprecedented pain and...
A sense of crisis that comes from instinct!
This attack was completely different in power from the previous "tickling" attacks!
"You...!" Gruul was both shocked and furious. For the first time, his gaze towards Lin Tian showed a seriousness in addition to his rage.
Sasovall, who had been watching the entire battle, suddenly gripped his staff tightly, his expression changing drastically beneath his hood: "No! His attack power... that last strike..."
Shahras also dropped the disdain on her face, and her eyes sharpened.
The vengeful spirits surrounding Mal'Ganis emitted even more unsettling shrieks.
The atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly became incredibly heavy after that [Star Ray].
Lin Tian remained calmly suspended in mid-air, his Star Devouring Staff pointing diagonally at the ground, as if the earth-shattering attack just now was not his doing.
He looked at Gruul, whose eyes were filled with doubt and uncertainty, and spoke calmly, his voice carrying clearly throughout the room:
"Your strength? Nothing special."
......
In the shadow cast by Dark Erosion City, danger lurks everywhere.
Gruul was shocked and furious when Lin Tianyi burned his mouth with a [Star Ray]. Just as he was about to rush forward again without regard for anything else, the battlefield briefly froze.
Celia, who had been keeping a close eye on the two generals opposite her, finally couldn't help but take a step forward. Her wine-red eyes burned with uncontrollable anger and deep disappointment. Her gaze was like a cold awl, piercing towards Sasorvar, who was holding a skull staff, and the floating spirit Mal'Ganis.
"Sasowar! Malganis!" Celia's voice trembled slightly with excitement, yet it carried with exceptional clarity through the oppressive air.
"Look at me! Do you still recognize me? Looking at my face, do you still remember the kindness and favor my father, Count Moriarty, showed you?!"
Her question was like a stone thrown into stagnant water, creating ripples.
Sasowal's facial features, hidden beneath his hood, seemed to stiffen slightly, and his fingers gripping his staff tightened imperceptibly.
The vengeful spirits floating around Mal'Ganis emitted even more chaotic, seemingly uneasy, hissing sounds.
"Back then, under Father's command, you were all so full of vigor, vowing to shed your last drop of blood for the family!"
Celia's voice grew louder and louder, filled with tearful accusations.
"And now? You're all loyal to that usurper, that Kael'thas who murdered my father and stole everything through despicable means! How can you face my father's spirit in heaven?! Is your loyalty so cheap?!"
Faced with Celia's barrage of questions, Sasova remained silent for a moment before her hoarse, echoing voice finally broke through, carrying an almost cold calm: "Miss Celia... times have changed."
He raised his skull staff, pointing it at the hideous Dark Erosion City behind him, and the endless abyssal monsters surrounding it:
"The era of Count Moriarty is over. He was defeated, defeated by Lord Kael'thas, and defeated by the will of the Abyss itself. Here, there is no eternal friendship, only eternal power and... survival."
Mal'Ganis's spiritual energy fluctuated, emitting a low, ethereal spiritual echo that seemed to be pieced together from countless fragments of souls, which directly entered Celia and Lin Tian's minds:
"Survival...rules...Miss Celia, this is the Abyss. Either adapt to the rules and become stronger, or...be swallowed by the rules and reduced to nothingness. Following the victors is...the oldest law of survival in the Abyss. We...just want to live."
Their words were like a bucket of dirty water mixed with ice crystals, poured over Celia's heart.
Her delicate body trembled slightly, and her face paled for a moment before being replaced by a deeper anger and sorrow.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something more, but found that any words seemed pale and powerless in the face of such naked reality.
"Hahaha!" A burst of playful and mocking laughter broke the heavy atmosphere. Shahras swayed her serpentine waist, watching the scene with great interest, as if admiring a wonderful drama.