660 I Am Back (2/2)

Ma Xiaoru shot him a cold glance: ”I don't make deals with monsters. ”

”Fine. You just made it more difficult for yourself.”

KOM!

Yageli flushed out his soul energy, and everyone was shocked by his power. Whatever hope they had mustered after seeing the power of the eighteen Arhats had evaporated into thin air.

Yageli was a level twenty-six Einherjar.

Even a level twenty-five Einherjar could be flawed in one way or another, but at level twenty-six, they were perfect.

The moment Yageli clenched his fist, he seemed to have squeezed the air out of everyone's lungs. The battlefield was filled with a suffocating pressure that seemingly came from nowhere.

KOM!

Yageli punched, and everyone felt a gale blasting at their face. Next, the air felt hot as if it was brought to a boil, finally followed by a deafening boom that left everyone's ears half deaf.

The eighteen Arhats' faces paled as they felt the overbearing pressure on their system. The two at the front coughed violently as blood spilled out of their mouths.

”My lady, leave us now! We can't take another hit.”

Yageli didn't give Ma Xiaoru time to say the obvious answer as his second blow was already underway. Ma Xiaoru didn't hesitate as she linked her soul energy with that of the Arhats. The second blow came with more belligerence than the first one.

KOM!

The attack staggered the guards, but they didn't fall thanks to Ma Xiaoru's assistance. Suddenly, a swell of commotion could be heard outside the encirclement: the underground resistance had come to Ma Xiaoru's aid.

”Miss Ma, you won't like my thirst attack, I promise. Why don't you come with me in peace and make it easier for both of us? I don't want to hurt you.” Seeing that Ma Xiaoru had ignored his final plea, Yageli initiated the third attack. But before he could reach his target, a powerful force came down on him, forcing him to halt his attack. Yageli scanned his surroundings and failed to find the source of the power. Then, he heard a voice calling him out.

”I will give you two options right now: you can end your life yourself, or I will do it for you!” The booming voice reverberated across the city, and the entire city fell to pin-drop silence. Disbelief came over Ma Xiaoru as she heard the familiar voice.

”Wang ...Tong?”

”What the hell is wrong with Patroclus? He sent a few losers to go after my girl?” Wang Tong sneered at the four golden immortals, and then he turned around to look at Ma Xiaoru. When their eyes locked with each other, Ma Xiaoru felt her heart stop beating.

Before she knew it, Wang Tong was only a few inches away from her and had started to replenish her soul energy using his.

”We have lots to catch up after I am done with these losers.”

”Be careful…” Ma Xiaoru couldn't even finish her words as she broke down in tears.

”You are courting death! How dare you call out our divine lord's name!”

A level twenty one immortal charged at Wang Tong while brandishing a giant blade. Wang Tong didn't even spare him a look as he casually lifted a finger and flicked it.