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A Da fully utilized its advantages as a undead puppet, relying on its powerful strength and near-immortal body.

It withstood the enemy's attacks time and time again, while also using its bone claws and death energy to counterattack, plunging the Saint-level expert into a bitter struggle.

Their tactic was very simple: Soren would hold one person back, then Shadow and A Da would cooperate to quickly kill the other Saint-level expert, and then the three of them would besiege Prince Arlen.

On the other side, with A Da, a mid-Saint-level undead puppet, charging forward, A Da fearlessly pounced towards another Saint-level expert, each step shaking the surrounding rocks.

Its bone claws were like sharp scythes, drawing black trajectories in the air with overwhelming power.

Shadow, with his ghostly speed and agility, under the cover of A Da, surrounded the Saint-level expert like a shadow, launching fierce attacks.

The dagger in his hand flickered with a cold light, like a deadly viper in the night, repeatedly stabbing towards the enemy's vitals.

Under the close cooperation of A Da and Shadow, the Saint-level expert gradually revealed flaws, and wounds began to appear on his body, blood staining his clothes red, and the situation became increasingly unfavorable for him.

However, just as Shadow seized an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow, a moment of crisis arrived.

The Saint-level expert, knowing that he was in a desperate situation, made a decisive decision—to detonate himself at all costs.

His body instantly swelled up, and magic power surged wildly within him like a raging tide, converging to its limit.

With a deafening bang, the powerful energy wave generated by the self-explosion, like an out-of-control nuclear bomb, swept towards the surroundings.

A Da bore the brunt, directly hit by this energy wave. Even its sturdy body could not withstand such a huge impact. Its bones shattered, and the death aura on its body became chaotic, suffering heavy damage.

Shadow, on the edge of the explosion, was also affected by the aftermath. The whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

Seeing that Soren's two most relied-upon trump cards—the undead puppet A Da and Shadow—had been severely damaged, Prince Arlen couldn't help but smirk arrogantly. The laughter echoed in the darkness of the imperial palace's underground labyrinth, appearing particularly harsh.

"So you are the current crown prince of the empire? I have to admit, you are more outstanding than the previous crown princes, but that's all. Without entering the Saint-level, you are still just a human."

His voice was full of contempt and disdain, as if in his eyes, even if Soren had many extraordinary qualities,

not crossing the threshold of the Saint-level was no different from an ant.

"After you die, all of your legendary equipment will belong to me." His greedy gaze wandered wantonly over the legendary equipment on Soren's body, as if those equipment were already in his possession.

Soren looked at the other party coldly, without the slightest fear in his eyes, replaced by a look of determination.

He knew that the situation was extremely difficult at the moment, but as the crown prince of the empire, bearing the responsibility of guarding the royal family and the empire, how could he easily retreat?

At this critical moment, he had already decided to fight desperately.

"Prepare to activate the Glutton state," Soren silently communicated with the Endless Blade in his heart.

The Endless Blade seemed to feel the master's determination and resoluteness, and sent back a firm response: "Okay!"

In an instant, the magic power on Soren's body began to surge wildly. The originally stable flow of magic power was like a powder keg ignited, rapidly expanding in a turbulent manner.

His eyes were gradually shrouded in a strange red light, which seemed to contain endless greed and devouring power.

A layer of faint black mist appeared around his body, wriggling slowly as if it had life, exuding a terrifying aura.

Soren's aura also underwent earth-shattering changes at this moment. The aura originally belonging to humans began to be mixed with an evil and violent aura from the abyss.

His muscles bulged slightly, and power gathered in his body like a rushing river. Every inch of his skin seemed to crave battle and devouring.

The Endless Seven Sins Redemption Sword in his hand felt the master's change, the light of the sword became more profound and strange, and the gems on the hilt flickered with a strange light, as if excited for the upcoming battle.

Prince Arlen noticed the unusual changes in Soren's body, the arrogant smile on his face slightly stagnated, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

But as a Saint-level expert, the arrogance in his heart made him not care too much. He just snorted coldly, and the magic power in his hand condensed again, preparing to meet Soren's desperate fight.

Soren then clenched his long sword, like a prehistoric beast about to break out of its cage, rushing towards Prince Arlen with the momentum of staking everything.

When Soren entered the Glutton state, his whole person seemed to have transformed into a demon from the depths of hell.

The Endless Seven Sins Redemption Sword in his hand was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, making a sharp whistling sound when it cut through the air, the sound seemed to be the wailing of countless wronged souls.

Prince Arlen's golden light blade slashed on Soren's body, instantly cutting open wounds, blood splattering, but Soren seemed unaware. His eyes only had the enemy, only the desire for victory.

He roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand stabbed fiercely towards Prince Arlen with an indomitable momentum.

Prince Arlen hurriedly dodged sideways, but Soren's attacks were continuous like a storm.

He suddenly turned around, using his shoulder to withstand one of Prince Arlen's attacks, while the sword in his hand swung back, cutting a deep gash on Prince Arlen's arm, blood spurting out.

Prince Arlen was caught off guard by Soren's crazy fighting style and retreated steadily.

A trace of horror began to appear in his eyes, and the original arrogance and contempt had long disappeared.

He tried to distance himself and reorganize his defense, but Soren didn't give him a chance at all. He pressed on like a shadow, each step stepping on the ground, shaking the labyrinth slightly.

Under Soren's almost crazy attacks, the wounds on Prince Arlen's body became more and more numerous, and his defense was gradually collapsing.

He began to panic and cast various life-saving skills, trying to get rid of Soren's entanglement, but to no avail.

Soren was like a tireless, fearless war machine, relying on the powerful attributes of the Glutton state, forcing Prince Arlen into a desperate situation.

Endless Blade suddenly reminded: "Be careful!"