Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 690 Tauren Rotes
"Master, you probably don't know that the apostle Anton is a forced symbiont, and the leader of Tartan, Matega, can even affect Anton's thinking."

Yelin then told Soderos about the Kronkula incident, which made this legendary Sword Soul, who was used to strong winds and waves and obsessed with swordsmanship, unable to help being amazed.

Furman, is it Anton's counterattack that he endured for thousands of years?

……

The Celestials, including the Tartans who had just escaped, were stunned, staring at the two giant beasts in the ocean fighting each other, or unilaterally beating each other.

Although the size of the apostle Rotus is not as large as that of Anton, it has been recuperating in the ocean for a long time, and its body has already taken shape in its heyday. One tentacles spread and stretched, as if it could reach the sky and grasp the clouds.

The flame accumulated in Anders mouth slowly and actively dimmed and extinguished. The giant beast standing in the ocean, despite being beaten by another apostle, showed no resistance.

Matega's demented eyes stared blankly at those bewitching blue eyes in the ocean eddy, just a glance seemed to tear her soul away.

Of course he knew who this was, the overlord of the ocean, the king of Solaris, the second apostle sent to Arad by Herder, the one with the highest spiritual power, the eighth apostle with long legs, Rotus.

It didn't die!
In a trance, a ray of memory suddenly passed into his soul.

It comes from Furman, the memory of the Grundy Power Station, and the memory of Rotes that it spied on when it faced Yelin.

He finally suddenly understood why Furman took the initiative to guard the heart after he came back, and only told him about the appearance of the Trial Blade, but did not tell him about the apostle Rotes.

"An Tuen, when you came to the heavens, you set up a backhand to get rid of me with the blade of trial?"

A feeling called "betrayal of all relatives" instantly hit Matega's body and bones. With a strong sense of disbelief, Matega fell to his knees on the black volcano as if he had been severely injured.

This stupid guy who only knows how to eat, unexpectedly, also learned to use tricks!
"We... were supposed to cooperate, but you invaded my thinking and affected my actions... and even attempted to use me to complete evolution."

No one else could hear Anton's voice, it resounded directly in the bottom of Mathega's heart, his chest was numb and he coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth.

There was deep unwillingness and sadness in his eyes, yes, An Tuen was right.

For a long time, with the protection of "Odin", the Tartan tribe has been majestic in Kronkula, and their bodies, which could not bear the poisonous gas and flames, have gradually evolved to be extremely tough.

However, looking to the upper reaches of the long river of time, a long time ago, the "Odin" and "Tartan" races were hostile to each other.

Tartan mastered the method of hunting Odin, but failed in the final battle, so Tartan began to treat Odin as a god.

Odin's body protects the Tartans from other threats, and Tartans explore places rich in energy. The wonderful relationship between the two presents a perfect form of complementarity.

Until, the Tartans achieved an ability similar to a "contract", allowing their own spirits to interact and fuse with the Odins.

At this stage, the two races are also living in peace.

But then, Kronkula was annihilated due to exhaustion of energy, and Matega finally discovered the specialness of Anton as an apostle in the Demon Realm.

"what!……"

Matega suddenly clutched her head and howled in pain. The spiritual network closely linked between him and Anton was suddenly invaded by a vast and infinite spiritual force, and a third party interfered.

Like a piece of chewing gum sticking to the hair, it is torn apart bit by bit, but it will inevitably leave residue.

He is the one torn away!
Luo Tesi, known for his spiritual power, was tearing his soul from Anton, and got the active cooperation of Anton.

Bleeding from the seven orifices of Matega, she unconsciously swayed a terrifying energy attack, blooming the final withered brilliance in the sky, in the ocean, and on Anton's thick back shell.

Oh!

A sound that no one else could hear, something, was completely torn apart.

Matega's body froze after being hit hard, like a fish knocked unconscious by a stick, lying on the ground straight, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The Almighty Matega, he had expected that he might lose to the Trial Blade, and was killed on the spot, with blood splashing in the sky.

However, in the countless guesses he deduced, he never expected that he would be separated from the consciousness of Anton himself, and the little Furman played a trick with incomplete information.

It would never have occurred to him that the eighth apostle, the most spiritually powerful, was actually hiding around and dealt him a fatal blow.

His soul is inseparable from Anton's. If he dies, Anton will also be severely injured. He is in a state of dying, and he will definitely not be able to escape the next battle.

That's why he used Anton's energy recklessly, because Anton didn't want to die yet!
However, now the souls of the two have been torn apart by Rotes, who has been intervened by a strong third party. From then on, the two have nothing to do with each other.

……

Yelin shrugged to Soderos, saying that he didn't know the specific situation there.

What he meant was to ask Mr. Luo to stop An Tuen from breathing fire, but there seemed to be some accident that he didn't know about on the battlefield of the apostles.

For example, after Mr. Luo slowly sank and hid in the ocean, Antoin stood on four legs on the ocean without making any waves. It was quiet, but what about Matega?

Was beaten to death by Boss Luo?

"Master, do you want to go up and have a look?" Ye Lin pointed to the mountain-like Andersen, the invisible protective cover had been smashed by Rotes.

Soderos, who shook his head silently, set his eyes on Bearo who was not far away, and lightly clenched the palm of the sword.

Although the harvest of this trip has been satisfied, but if you don't do something, you always feel that you are here, and you are very embarrassed.

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Far Away, Eaton's Line

The sudden state change made the soldiers of the heavens confused, unaware that there was a chill of the rest of their lives in their chests.

The ups and downs of the situation made people sweat.

One moment the general was defeated and fell to the ground, coughing blood into the sky, and the next moment Matega panicked like seeing a ghost, and fled back to Anton's back.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the all-out attack at the apostle level made everyone's hearts rise to their throats, and an atmosphere of incomparable despair enveloped Eaton.

But in a blink of an eye, a huge octopus whipped the tortoise a few times, and the flame went silent, and only a wisp of white smoke came out from the corner of its mouth, which looked a bit like boiling water in its mouth.

Moreover, the deputy leaders of the Tartan tribe also looked terrified and frightened. When the apostles were charging up their energy just now, they ran faster than rabbits.

So much so that Jackett is now in a daze, what is the situation over there, and whether the heaven has won or lost.

Do you want to continue this battle?

Can the trumpet of victory be blown?
……

Probably because of the intuition of a strong person, Hiate was also startled and covered in cold sweat, patted his chest lightly, and complained: "This is too scary, I feel that one blow can destroy the entire Eaton continent."

"That's right, Mathega should be crazy, that blow will hurt Lord Anton's original flame." Agnes nodded vigorously, expressing her agreement.

Matega's crazy behavior just now obviously didn't care about their lives, and wanted to collapse the entire continent with one blow.

"Ok?"

"Uh……"

The two people who unconsciously said a few words were stunned for a moment, and then immediately looked solemn, holding their swords to confront, our war may not be over yet.

……

Reina spun her revolver, staring at the sixth bullet in the reel, a special bullet that shone like obsidian.

She wondered whether the sixth cursed bullet could still hurt Yelin today.

If not, how should I deal with that guy talking nonsense in front of me in the future.

"Louis, if you don't want that woman talking nonsense in your mind, go find him." Oli raised her chin slightly, motioning to Yelin who was standing with Soderos, saying that he had a way to deprive one-seventh of An apostle soul.

With Anton switching positions and no longer blocking the airflow on the sea surface, Eaton was attacked by bombs and energy repeatedly before, drying out the moisture in the air, and the temperature has long been unseasonably hot.

Today, the cooler, fresher, and humid sea breeze began to flow into the interior gradually, blowing up gusts of cool wind and blowing away a trace of gunpowder smoke from the battlefield.

silence……

In the entire vast battlefield, there was no sign of a battle anymore, not even the roar of a Granny, or a gunshot.

There are soldiers covered in mud and dirty faces, who put down their guns obsessively, and open their arms to welcome the fresh sea breeze.

I used to feel bored, and the wind mixed with the salty smell of the ocean is so lovely and intoxicating at the moment.

The taste of peace.

With fingers like jade, Azera gently brushed away a strand of hair that covered her eyes, her eyes were gentle, and she quietly looked at the old and the young in the distance.

The ideal goal she is pursuing is to protect the apostles as much as possible without harming the aborigines, and to resist Herder's prophecy and conspiracy.

Of course, she wasn't referring to Anton, who hadn't redeemed himself, but the octopus that had come and gone, the rather dashing overlord of the sea.

(End of this chapter)