Upon hearing their captain's words, the group imdiately snapped back to reality.
Earlier, they were truly intimidated by the aura of this man.
For those who have undergone long-term training, this could be considered a fatal mistake.
"Haha! Now you want to resist? Let tell you, it's too late."
The man sneered and launched his attack directly, not giving the group any ti.
His speed wasn't particularly fast, but his strength was astonishing.
Every one of his attacks would inevitably take soone down.
And, once down, they would never get up again.
The mbers of this base, although systematically trained, had clearly never encountered such a strong adversary before.
Just as the man was in a killing frenzy, with almost everyone around him killed, he glanced at the Fire Elent Origin that was just there a mont ago.
Then, he was stunned.
"Heh! So you still had a trick up your sleeve?"
The man sneered and looked at the captain, asking coldly:
"Where's the thing? Hand it over and I'll let you die swiftly!"
"Otherwise, I'll make you regret living in this world."
The captain beside him was dumbfounded by the sudden question from this man.
He instinctively blurted out:
"What thing?"
"Still playing dumb?"
The man's eyebrows rose, and he asked sharply:
"I'm asking you where the Fire Elent Origin is! Where did you hide it?!"
"Don't think that by doing this, you can stop . Even if I have to turn this place upside down today, no one will stop from getting it."
Upon hearing the man's words, the captain finally ca to his senses.
However, when he turned his head around, he was also shocked.
"Where's the Fire Elent Origin?"
The captain stared with wide eyes, exclaiming.
"You're courting death..."
Hearing the captain's words, the man thought he was deliberately mocking him, and refused to tell him the truth.
So, with a roar, he attacked the others even more frantically.
And these people were simply not his match.
In the blink of an eye, they were slaughtered like wheat, leaving only the captain.
"I'll give you one last chance. If you still refuse to talk, then don't bla for Soul Searching."
"You should know, I'm not very familiar with the way of souls. Although it's a bit troubleso, I can only go bit by bit."
The man's eyes reflected flas of anger as he warned through gritted teeth.
"Don't you think it's a bit disgraceful to use such tactics?"
"After all, we are no longer your match, and we don't know where the Fire Elent Origin has gone. Why go to such lengths?"
The captain looked at the man before him, speaking with venom.
"Damn! What on earth is going on?"
Just when the man was about to Soul Search the captain, Saraf finally arrived in ti.
Upon entering, he was greeted by the sight of corpses all over the ground.
Almost instinctively, he imdiately glanced over to where the Fire Elent Origin should be.
It was empty.
Gone?
"Lord Saraf, this guy killed our people and also took the Fire Elent Origin with so ans."
Upon seeing Saraf enter, the captain quickly said loudly.
But before the captain even finished speaking, the man, without a second thought, blew his head off.
Then, he turned around, squinted his eyes, and stared at Saraf, saying word by word:
"Hand over the Fire Elent Origin, and I'll leave imdiately. Otherwise, everyone here will die today."
Saraf shook with rage, angrily saying:
"Damn it! Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
"No matter who you are, today you must die here."
Seeing the two about to clash, Yang Yan lying on the ground found it amusing.
It seems like he'll need to find an opportunity to sneak away.
These two are probably going to fight to the death.
Eventually, the conflict will surely spread far and wide, possibly razing this base to the ground.
"Hmph! Then die now!"
The man roared, pulling out a typical Western broad sword from his waist, then, with a flash, charged at Saraf like lightning.
Saraf's body instantly ignited with white-hot flas.
The two imdiately engaged in fierce battle, evenly matched.
"Boom boom boom..."
With each of their attacks, countless chaotic forces tore through the air, and in the blink of an eye, their surroundings were destroyed beyond recognition, a scene of devastation.
The corpses on the ground, already slain by the man, were torn apart by blade-like gusts of wind, the stench of blood filling the air.
"Hehe! A decent Fla of Judgnt. But is this all that your Angels have to offer?"
"If this is all, I'm afraid you'll die here today."
The man sneered at Saraf, speaking with disdain.
At this mont, Saraf was becoming more and more shocked by the fight.
He knew exactly how strong he was.
Though not as strong as those on the Sealing Title Stele, he was definitely not soone average Titled individuals could rival.
The man before him could fight him to a draw.
Moreover, in so respects, this guy even had a slight upper hand.
Since when did the strong in the Hidden World beco so undervalued?
"Damn it, who are you exactly?"
Saraf looked at the fierce-looking man with burning eyes, angrily speaking.
"You're truly an idiot! After fighting for so long, you still can't guess who I am?"
"Have you Angels fallen to this extent?"
The man spoke disdainfully while continuing to swing his great sword, seemingly unwilling to give Saraf any breathing space.
"Bang!"
After clashing forcefully with the man, Saraf was directly blown away.
Then he crashed heavily into a nearby wall.
The impact was so strong it created a huge crater in the wall made of special materials.
"Cough cough..."
Struggling to get down from the wall, Saraf coughed up large mouthfuls of blood.
"Hehe! Didn't expect you so-called Angels also bleed red blood."
"No different from ordinary people, huh?"
The man laughed as he spoke.
"Such power, Ares the War God?"
Saraf wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then looked up at the man before him and said.
"Not too dumb! Yes, I am Ares the War God."
The man looked at Saraf confidently and said.
Hearing Ares admit it, Saraf gritted his teeth fiercely.
It seems we underestimated the value of immortality in the hearts of those guys.
They secretly sent such a strong adversary.
Similarly, Yang Yan, still pretending to be unconscious on the ground, had a bad premonition after hearing Ares.
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