Chapter 192 - Clash of Saints (1/2)

Saint Commander Faramis felt a wave of discomfort in his heart when he heard the furious shout of his old rival. He stared at Saint Commander Omri with a look of regret, but then his eyes turned resolute.

'Omri, I don't want to end it this way, but I have to. If there's a chance that we meet again in our next lives, I promise to give you the fair battle you deserve. Sigh!' Saint Commander Faramis sighed in his heart as he tightened his grip on his Z-Steel longsword.

Vishnu violently swung the gigantic mace towards Saint Commander Omri. His eyes flashing with a manic light.

It has been very long since he had fought with someone so much stronger than him. Just the thought of it made his blood boil in excitement.

This war general was famous in his world for his violence towards his enemies, and the giant mace in his hands was the nightmare of whoever fought with him.

”Die!” Vishnu shouted ferociously.

Saint Commander Omri turned around and lifted his two-handed sword to block Vishnu's mace.

”Bang!” A violent explosion rang out as the two weapons collided.

Saint Commander Omri remained in his position while Vishnu was thrown a few meters away despite him initiating the attack.

'This man is much stronger than I thought! So that's why even Faramis was cautious towards him.' Vishnu thought as he spun in midair to balance himself. He then stared at Saint Commander Omri in a new light.

Old man Bu did not waste the opportunity after seeing Vishnu being thrown away. He dashed towards Saint Commander Omri with his sickle in his hands. The blade of his sickle shone and it reflected a greenish hue. The sickle was dr_a_p_ed with a poisonous liquid he personally concocted during his idle time!

Sensing the danger behind him, Saint Commander Omri backed away while looking at Old man Bu's direction.

'Ho, this young lad's senses are sharp. Not bad!' Old man Bu was a bit surprised, but he did not stop his approach. He cast a sidelong glance towards Saint Commander Faramis and Vishnu and saw that the two of them were already dashing towards Saint Commander Omri.

The latter took their attacks head-on while deflecting the slashes aimed at his throat and eyes. He did not even bother blocking the slashes aimed at his torso since he was fairly confident in the defensive ability of his bionic armor.

”Clang! Clang! Clang!”

A series of shockwaves were produced as the four Saint-Class level experts fought it midair.

Despite being outnumbered, Saint Commander Omri was able to fight the three experts on a standstill.

'Crap! The sneak attack failed! I didn't know that his strength advanced this much after a few years of nothing seeing him! And with that bionic armor on him, we could barely deal damage to his body. ' Saint Commander Faramis thought as a dropped of sweat rolled down his cheeks.