Emil’s dragon scales on the surface faded, in the recent impact even he was nearly torn apart at the soul, though he bore the majority of the force, the remaining aftermath was still not sothing the ordinary Transcendents could withstand.
The scattered phantoms were the evidence.
Roger noticed that under Heinris’s impact, most of the destroyed Transcendents were those who hadn’t undergone the Green Grass Trial.
The blessing from the Demon Hunter training base can allow all Demon Hunters to concentrate together, forming a stronger resistance.
The stone slabs around Roger’s body ca together, and the next mont his figure shot through the air like a cannonball.
The passage opened, and at the next instance, he appeared below Emil’s body.
"In the World Fog, we basically have no chance, he holds a special item in his hand, which cos from the Lord of the Mist."
"If we want to win, we must do it quickly, posing a significant enough threat to Heinris while he’s off guard, and then seize the chance to leave!"
Emil’s voice was sowhat weak.
In just a fleeting mont, the thoughts between the two had exchanged several tis.
"Bring out all your strength, I know you may be hiding sothing, but now, it’s ti to fight desperately!"
Emil wasn’t in high spirits, obviously he was filled with concern for everyone’s future.
"I need you to buy so ti, the power of the two of us combined is still lacking a bit, if we can gather all the other Transcendents’ power together, maybe we can have a bit more chance."
"Alright." This wasn’t the ti for mutual suspicion, the two of them must work together wholeheartedly to have a chance to get through this crisis.
Roger nodded, and the next second he initiated first, the Eye of Truth appeared behind him, and the path forward beca clear.
Roger raised his hand, at so point the shadow behind him had completely rged with his body, the pitch-black longsword slowly extended from his palm.
anwhile, Roger’s pupils gradually were engulfed by darkness, losing their original clarity.
"As long as I can withstand one attack!"
In the depths of his consciousness, the lake in front of the Hunter’s Cabin boiled, as the distance closed, the black sword in Roger’s hand beca heavy and ethereal, while invisible flas surrounded it.
At this mont, he had activated all the power he could wield.
"So you are the guy helping Emil, a struggler from a lower world, truly overestimating yourself."
Heinris sneered coldly.
The next mont he stretched out his right hand and grasped his face.
Sizzle!
Gray flas burned as the dense fog around surged into it like a living creature, and at this mont Roger also detected the pressure from the environnt.
Silently.
A thick Soul Spear pierced through Roger’s body.
At that instant, all the defenses Roger had set beca completely null, Heinris’s attack directly targeted his soul.
But at the sa ti, the traits within Roger’s soul played their role, transferring all the damage that would have completely shredded his soul.
Bang, bang, bang.
The clear sound of bones breaking ca from inside, followed by his body’s surface.
In an instant, Roger was almost torn apart by the terrible attack.
A large hole broke open in his chest and abdon, his body shattered into pieces.
This kind of damage, even a Fifth Tier Transcendent, would take a long ti to fully recover.
"A peculiar little trick, your potential is not bad, if you grow up in the future, you’d really be a troubleso enemy, but now..."
Heinris’s face was sinister.
He raised his hand, clenching a fist preparing for the second round of attacks.
Witnessing this, Emil almost wanted to give up, following closely behind Roger.
Everything happened way too fast, just a split second, and Roger would be completely killed in the second round of attacks.
That ti was far from enough.
But at this mont, a glimr of light flashed in Roger’s eyes while critically injured, as Heinris’s second attack descended, the injuries on his body rapidly healed.
Bang!
Though he was critically injured again, the damage Roger sustained was significantly less than last ti.
Hmm?
A thread of confusion flashed through the eyes. But Heinris did not stop because of it, he had seen many enemies with peculiar abilities.
But in a life and death struggle, it’s still the most fundantal things that decide victory.
Third, fourth tis...
The distance between the two was getting closer and closer.
Roger endured the damage and then recovered, after multiple repetitions even Heinris realized sothing was abnormal.
And at this point, after suffering another injury, Roger finally swung the sword in his hand.
"It’s my turn now!"
No overwhelming power.
The weapon in Roger’s hand lifted but disappeared into thin air at the mont of descent, the next instant Heinris’s expression changed slightly, the dense fog around him surged, and his body slid backward.
Sizzle!
The sound was barely noticeable, followed by the dispersion of the dense mist around Heinris, and this ti his face changed completely.
"You actually dare..."
Countless attacks rained on Roger.
After unleashing all his power, also being in a state unable to defend, this attack almost killed Roger completely.
Incalculable vitality surged in, barely preserving Roger’s life.
The next second the crisp cracking sound ca, a deep bone-visible scar appeared on Heinris’s face.
This caused his identical face with Emil to completely collapse, energy surged, restoring his original appearance.
"Opportunity!"
Before Roger could catch a breath, a voice entered his mind—it was Emil, ready for a long ti.
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