"Master, you probably don't know that the apostle Anton is a forced symbiosis. The Tartan leader Matega can even affect Anton's thinking."

Ye Lin then told Sodros about the incident in Cloncula, which made this legendary sword spirit who was used to big winds and waves and obsessed with swordsmanship couldn't help but marvel.

Furman, is this a counterattack that Andersen has endured for thousands of years?

…

The people in the Celestial Realm, including the Tartan people who had just escaped, were all stunned, staring at the two giant beasts in the ocean fighting each other, or in other words, beating each other one-sidedly.

Although Apostle Lotus is not as big as Anton, but after being cultivated and recovered in the ocean for a long time, his body has already taken the shape of its heyday. One tentacle spreads and stretches, and it seems to be able to reach the sky and capture the clouds.

The fire accumulated in Anton's mouth slowly dimmed and extinguished. The giant beast standing in the ocean allowed the other apostle to beat him without any resistance.

Matega stared blankly at those strange and charming blue eyes in the ocean eddies with dementia-like eyes. Just a glance seemed to tear away the soul.

Of course he knew who this was, the overlord of the ocean, the king of Solaris, the second apostle sent to Arad by Held, the one with the most spiritual power, the eighth apostle Lotus the Long Legs.

It's not dead!

In a daze, a wisp of memory suddenly entered his soul.

From the memories of Furman and Grundy Power Station, the memories of Lotus that it spied on when facing the night forest.

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 Lotus.

"Antuen, when you came to heaven, you actually set up a back-up plan and used the Trial Blade to get rid of me?"

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

This stupid guy who only knows how to eat has actually learned to use tactics!

"We...we were originally cooperating, but you invaded my mind and affected my actions...and you even tried to use me to complete evolution."

No one else could hear Anton's voice, which resounded directly to the bottom of Matga's heart, making him feel numb and coughing blood from the corner of his mouth.

There was deep unwillingness and sadness in his eyes. Yes, Andern was not wrong.

For a long time, the Tartan tribe has relied on the protection of "Odin" to be majestic in Cloncura. The body that could not withstand poisonous gas and flames has gradually evolved to be extremely tough.

However, looking upstream in 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 like a god.

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

Until, the Tartan tribe achieved an ability similar to a "contract", which allowed them to sense and fuse their own spirits with the Odin tribe.

At this stage, the two races are in peace with each other.

But then, Cronkula was annihilated due to exhaustion of energy, and Matga finally discovered the special nature of Anton as an apostle in the demon world.

"ah!……"

Matega suddenly covered his head and howled in pain. The spiritual network closely connected between him and Anton was suddenly invaded by a vast and infinite spiritual power, and interfered by a third party.

Like a piece of chewing gum stuck to the hair, it is torn apart little by little, but inevitably the residue will be left behind.

He is the one who was torn apart!

Lotus, who was famous for his mental power, was tearing his soul from Andern's body, and he got the active cooperation of Andern.

Matega's seven orifices were bleeding, and he unleashed a terrifying energy attack unconsciously, blooming in the sky, in the ocean, and in Anton's thick back, with its last withering brilliance.

Bah!

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

After being severely injured, Matega's body froze, like a fish knocked unconscious by a punch. He lay straight on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Almighty Matega, he had expected that he might lose to the Trial Blade and be killed on the spot, with his blood splattering in the sky.

However, among the countless speculations he deduced, he never expected that he would be separated from Andersen's consciousness. The little Furman had a trick and made a bias with incomplete information.

What's more, he would never have thought that Lotus, the eighth apostle with the most powerful spiritual power, had been hiding around him and dealt him a fatal blow.

His soul is inseparable from Anton's. If he dies, Anton will also be severely injured. In a dying state, he will never be able to escape the next battle.

That's why he used Anton's energy wantonly because he didn't want to die!

However, now the souls of the two have been torn apart by the intervention of a tough third party, Lotus. From then on, the two have nothing to do with each other.

…

Yelin shrugged to Soderos and said that he didn't know the specific situation there.

His intention was to let Mr. Luo stop Anton from breathing fire, but there seemed to be some accident that he didn't know about on the apostle's battlefield.

For example, after Mr. Luo slowly sank and hid in the ocean, Andern stood on the ocean with four legs and did not make any more waves. He was quiet. But, what about Matega?

Was he beaten to death by Mr. Luo?

"Master, do you want to go up and take a look?" Ye Lin pointed at the mountain-like Andern. The invisible protective shield had been shattered by Lotus.

Soderos, who shook his head silently, turned his attention to Beyaro, who was not far away, and slightly tightened his grip on the sword.

Although I have been satisfied with the harvest from this trip, if I don't do something, I always feel that it is embarrassing to come here.

…

In the distance, the Eaton Line

The sudden change of state left the soldiers of the heavenly realm confused, and they were unaware that there was a chill in their chests accumulating for the aftermath of the disaster.

The ups and downs of the situation make people break out in a cold sweat.

One moment, the general was defeated and fell to the ground, coughing blood into the sky. The next moment, Matega panicked as if he had seen a ghost and fled back to Anton's back.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, an apostle-level full-force attack once again made everyone's hearts pick up in their throats, and an extremely desperate atmosphere enveloped Eaton.

But in the blink of an eye, a huge octopus slapped the turtle a few times, and the flames became mute. 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 clan looked frightened and frightened. When the apostles were charging up their strength, they all ran faster than rabbits.

So much so that Jackett is now confused as to what the situation is over there and whether Heaven has won or lost.

Should we continue fighting this battle?

Can we blow the trumpet of victory?

…

Probably due to the intuition of a strong man, Siatt was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat. She patted her chest and complained: "This is too scary. I feel that that blow can destroy the entire Eton continent."

"That's right, Matega must be crazy. That blow will damage Mr. Anton's original flame." Agnes nodded vigorously in agreement.

Matega's crazy behavior just now clearly didn't care about the lives of them, and wanted to collapse the entire continent in one blow.

"Um?"

"Well……"

The two people exchanged a few words unconsciously. They were stunned for a moment, and then immediately looked solemn and faced each other with swords. Our war may not be over yet.

…

Lena turned her revolver and stared at the sixth bullet in the wheel, a special bullet that seemed to be as bright as obsidian.

She was wondering whether this sixth cursed bullet could still hurt Ye Lin now.

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 to talk nonsense in your mind, find him." Ouli raised her chin slightly, signaling to Ye Lin who was standing with Soderos, indicating that he had a way to deprive him of seven points.

An apostolic soul.

As Andern changed his position and no longer blocked the sea surface airflow, Eaton was repeatedly attacked by bombs and energy, drying out the moisture in the air, and the temperature had already become unseasonably hot.

Nowadays, the cooler, fresher, and more humid sea breeze begins to gradually flow into the inland, blowing up gusts of cool breeze and blowing away a trace of the smoke from the battlefield.

silence……

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

Some soldiers, covered in mud and with dirty faces, put down their guns as if obsessed with it, and opened their arms to welcome the fresh sea breeze.

The wind that I used to find boring, mixed with the salty smell of the ocean, is actually so lovely and intoxicating now.

The taste of peace.

Aizela's fingers were like jade, and she gently lifted a strand of hair covering her eyes. Her eyes were gentle, and she looked quietly at the old man and the young man in the distance.

The ideal goal she pursues is to try her best to protect the apostles and fight against Herder's prophecies and conspiracies without harming the indigenous people.
Chapter completed!