Chapter 585: Corrupted Blood Assaul (1/2)
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Whoosh!
A gentle arcane power wrapped around the collapsed Mody.
Jean Camus appeared behind Mody and poured a potion into Mody’s mouth.
His emergency treatment was extremely quick. Even so, everyone could sense Mody’s life force fading away.
If Mody was not a six-gate arcane master and had strong arcane particles with flexible bones to support his body, he would have been blasted into pieces by Tyron.
“You bastard! Do you know what you have done?” Ayrin shouted angrily. Red flames began to burn around his body and destructive silver flames surged out from beneath his feet.
“Nobody is immune to making mistakes! But even if he did, shouldn’t he hold onto his belief and fight against the true evil? Even if you didn’t have a choice back then, don’t you have a choice now?”
As Ayrin shouted, Tyron’s face turned even more pale.
Sweat rolled down his skin non-stop.
He could clearly sense Mody’s life force rapidly disappearing.
Only now did he understand that Mody did not lie to him and was really willing to let him kill him without resisting!
Boom!
His face twisted and another terrifying pressure exploded beneath him. He disappeared again.
“You’re still not reflecting on your mistake!”
“Holy Gate of Life!”
“Lunar God’s Domain!”
At that moment, Ayrin’s face twisted in extreme anger.
Arcane particles generated a terrifying resonation around him and the dazzling Lunar God’s Domain manifested with him as the center.
Ferguillo appeared next to Ayrin and patted his shoulder while explaining, “Ayrin, stop! He’s not killing Acting Corps Leader Mody, he’s saving him!”
“Saving him?” Ayrin paused for a moment.
Whoosh!
Due to that pause, Tyron appeared before Mody.
Pssssh......
Seven streaks of silver starlight landed on Mody simultaneously.
A pale green translucent pill was immediately stuffed into the unconscious Mody’s mouth.
Don’t die!
I was wrong...... Please don’t die!
Mody you bastard! You’re so stupid. Must you really use your own life to open my eyes blinded by hatred?
Tyron’s hands trembled, sweat flowing down profusely.
Only after Mody allowed him to hit him without putting up any form of resistance did he feel enlightened, like a child. He realized many things he did were not what he wanted to do.
A calm voice came from the dust cloud in the distance, “Isn’t it even more foolish to change sides at this moment?”
Along with that voice, the chaotic arcane power current and dust were pushed aside. A raging wind blew past Ayrin and the others.
“Powerful enemies!”
Ayrin instantly tensed up.
Just one or two powerful enemies would not be able to cause such an effect.
As he stared forward, the obstructions were blown away and cleared up his vision. A general wearing silver armor and an Evil Dragon follower covered in maggot-like pale white particles attracted his attention.
The Evil Dragon follower covered in pale white particles looked at Tyron with a mocking smile and asked, “Tyron, do you think you still have a choice?”
Gegege......
Moss and Stingham trembled.
That Evil Dragon follower made them think of Lotton.
Just remembering Lotton’s creepy and powerful arcane skills, they already felt scared. Not to mention that Evil Dragon follower released an even stronger aura than Lotton.
“Could he be Lotton’s teacher?” Stingham guessed while trembling.
His eyes locked on the arcane master wearing the silver armor, Ayrin shouted, “I saw you before. You’re the guy who led the Sequoia Corps to attack the Fearotz Stronghold!”
“Yes, I’m the General of the Sequoia Corps, Divana.” Divana nodded.
“Why are you here? Isn’t it too much of a coincidence?” Stingham questioned idiotically.
“Perhaps we are fated enemies, or you can say that the battle in Fearotz has not yet ended.” Divana did not look down on Stingham. He looked at Stingham, Ayrin and the others with mixed feelings, “Because the Sequoia Corps was routed at the Fearotz Stronghold, what was left of my Corps could only join the Sixth Corps as a reserve Corps. Meanwhile, you people entered the battlefield with powerful reinforcements at a crucial time. Hence, we naturally became opponents again.”
Divana hung his head and mumbled to himself, “Just that this time, we should properly determine the victor.”
“Uncle Mody......”