"That's great!" Isaiah was moved. If Salas was willing to go with them, their chances of victory against Dhaka and the other two would greatly increase. The three of them knew that Tanai's barrier wouldn't be able to trap the three of them for long. They had to be prepared in advance so that they wouldn't lose.
At the thought of that, Isaiah gestured to Miller and Regis to help Salas get rid of Wasis as soon as possible.
While Wasis alone wouldn't be able to affect their plan much, an enemy overgod wasn't a good idea. It would be best if they could kill him.
"Haha, Wasis, Wasis, I told you to leave earlier, but you wouldn't listen. You can't blame us for this!" Regis let out a long laugh and suddenly flew out from Isaiah and Miller's side, shooting a bolt of lightning towards the approaching Wasir.
Both Regis and Sacas cultivated in the energy of thunder and lightning. The pincer attack from the front and the back immediately put Wasir in a difficult position.
Miller narrowed his eyes. He wasn't in a rush to join the fray. Instead, he slowly moved in a certain direction. That direction was the only way for Wasis to escape.
Miller's eyes were extremely sinister, and he firmly blocked his escape route.
A hint of panic flashed across Wasir's eyes. He seemed to have become timid under the pincer attack of the three. The icy aura emanating from his body dissipated, and so did his aura. The smile on Regis' face grew even more cheerful. He could not help but look down on Wasir. An overgod who could not abandon everything in battle was nothing to be afraid of even if he had reached this realm.
With that in mind, Regis no longer treated Wasir as an expert of the same level as him. His palm flashed with a dazzling bolt of lightning, forcing Wasir to dodge in panic. He was at a loss as to what to do.
At that moment, Salas, who had been staring intently at Wasis, turned into a streak of light and slammed into Wasis. The thick bolt of lightning on his arm struck Wasis's chest, causing Wasis to spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Hehe, Wasis, to think you'd have such a day!" Salas smirked as he struck Wasis's chest with his thick arm. His fist stuck close to Wasis's chest, and the immense force sent Wasis flying towards Regis.
"Send him on his last journey, Regis!" Salas sneered at Wasis.
Regis was facing Wasis's back, while Wasis and Salas were stuck close together. From the lightning bolts shooting out of Wasis's body, it was obvious that he was heavily injured and had temporarily lost the ability to fight back.
"Alright!" Regis answered readily, thinking that Wasis was only so-so. He hadn't expected his defenses to be broken so quickly.
Isaiah glanced at the sky, a look of surprise on his face. He hadn't expected Wasis to be so easily defeated by Salas and Regis.
On the other side, Miller was smiling coldly. He was no longer on guard. It was obvious that Wasis was on the verge of collapse, and there was no need for him to guard Wasis's only escape route.
Right at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A bone-chilling mist suddenly flew out from Wasir's back and enveloped the defenseless Regis in the blink of an eye.
Just as Regis was about to deal Wasir a fatal blow, his body was suddenly covered in a layer of ice. It was as though he had turned into a giant ice statue. Wisps of cold air emanated from his body.
"Not good!" Isaiah was shocked. He could no longer care about Han Shuo, who was being absorbed by the soul sphere, and hurriedly flew into the sky.
Miller's expression changed as well. Knowing that something was wrong, he charged at Regis, shouting, "Salas, you're courting death!"
"Hehe!" Sacas' strange laughter rang out. It was a sinister and proud laugh.
Suddenly, Wasis, who had been coughing up blood, turned around and tilted his body slightly, revealing Salas.
A giant icicle appeared out of nowhere, stabbing into the frozen Regis. At the same time, Salas attacked, and a huge bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking Regis's head.
Crack! Crack!
Crisp cracking sounds came from Regis's bones, and blood spurted out from the joints of his hands and feet. When the ice on his body shattered, Regis's eyes had lost their color, and two streams of blood flowed down his neck and into his chest.
Regis had lost all ability to fight with that one strike!
"Salas, you're tired of living!" Isaiah howled as the power of the earth poured into his arm. In an instant, his arm became five thousand kilograms heavier, giving off the feeling of a mountain.
"Who's tired of living? You'll know soon enough!" Salas sneered. He glanced at Wasis, who was wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth. "Who should I do first?"
"Miller!" Wasis said coldly.
Without hesitation, Salas and Wasis flew out at the same time, heading straight for Miller. Miller trained in the wind element, and was more agile than the other two when it came to dodging and attacking. While he was a second slower than Isaiah, he was actually closer to Salas.
"Despicable bastards, how could you win without sneak attacks?!" Miller's expression was dark, and he slowed down after saying that. He didn't rashly clash with Wasis and Isaiah first.
Evidently, Regis's injury was the result of Wasis and Isaiah's sinister plan. Without their sneak attack, Regis wouldn't have lost his ability to fight so easily.
As far as Miller was concerned, now that he understood the two's sinister intentions, he wouldn't let them take advantage of him again.
However, there were times when accidents would happen! Miller would never have guessed that the plan against the three of them was actually one after another, interlocking with each other!
Crack! Crack!
Below Millet, a corner of the secret chamber that was filled with multicolored light and was as hard as iron and stone was suddenly torn. A compass sparkling with starlight and a mysterious power as vast as the Milky Way suddenly enveloped him!
In that instant, Miller's soul seemed to sink into the depths of the mysterious compass, and he immediately lost control of his limbs!
Not good! Miller subconsciously sensed that something was wrong. He could feel his soul sinking, as well as the threat from Wasis and Salas. The wind element he'd painstakingly cultivated for so many years condensed at an extraordinary speed, forming layers of grey wind barriers that covered his body.
A bone spear was thrown out from the secret chamber below. As soon as the bone spear was thrown out, all the elements of death in the valley trembled. It was as if the weakest elements of death in the world had been given life, dancing happily along with the trajectory of the bone spear.
* Splat! *
The bone spear pierced through Miller's wind barriers, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone. Miller was completely exposed in front of Salas and Wasis!
"Dodge!" Isaiah screamed, charging towards Miller as fast as he could.
Suddenly, an evil, sinister, and ruthless energy was released from behind Isaiah. Shocked, Isaiah didn't have time to save Miller, and hurriedly turned around.
A blood-red palm filled with murderous intent pressed down, the power of a mountain flood bursting out! The evil power sent Isaiah flying, and fresh blood rained down from his body.
"How is this possible?!" Isaiah couldn't help but fly into the distance, his face filled with shock and disbelief.
In front of him was Han Shuo, a sinister smile on his face! On the other hand, the other Han Shuo was still imprisoned by the soul sphere on the ground beneath his feet!
"Ah …"
A scream that tore through the heavens came from Miller's mouth. At the same time, Miller's blood splattered across the sky, and he fell powerlessly to the ground.
Suddenly, a slightly smaller hole suddenly split open in the secret room that contained the Five-colored Divine Light.
Three blood-red claws appeared out of thin air, grabbing at Regis, Isaiah, and Miller at the same time, grabbing them tightly and stuffing them into the hole. As soon as the three entered, the hole closed up and became as smooth as a mirror, not leaving a single crack behind.
"Done!" Han Shuo grinned as he launched a sneak attack on Sayant. A ray of black light shot out from his hand towards the glowing soul sphere.
* Boom! *
The soul sphere exploded into pieces. Wisps of mysterious light dispersed from the sphere. Green light flashed in the eyes of the other Han Shuo. He opened his mouth and sucked in the wisps of mysterious light. The memories that he had devoured from his soul were all regained by him, not a single bit less.
The avatar smiled and turned into a faint silhouette that floated back into his main body, disappearing into his chest.
"Isaiah, Regis, and Miller. Hehe, the three of you are now heroes of the Godhunter Alliance." He lowered his head to look at Little Skeleton who walked out of the central chamber and said, "Since you want to take over the Godhunter Alliance, I will spare the lives of the three for now. When this war is over, we will have plenty of ways to make them submit!"
"Thank you, Father!" Little Skull was delighted. With a wave of his hand, he retrieved the bone spear that had pierced through Miller's defenses.
The crimson hand that had stuffed Isaiah, Regis, and Miller into the secret room suddenly transformed into strands of ki that flowed towards the Sky Annihilation Formation that imprisoned Dhaka. Most of the ki in the spacious secret room flowed back into the various regions of Pandemonium, leaving only a small portion in the small stone room where the three were imprisoned.
"Thank you for your hard work. I didn't expect that you two would be so talented in this field. Even I almost believed you!" Han Shuo said to Wasir and Salas after he was done with most of the business.
Wasis had a strange look on his face, as if he was embarrassed by Han Shuo's praise. He pointed at Ossora, who was still fighting Asser, and asked, "What about him?"
"He deserves to die more than anyone!" Han Shuo's face turned cold.
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