Bang!
But just when Ziyad was preparing to launch a pincer attack with Abu Muslim to kill Wang Chong, there was a flash of flame that was even more dazzling than the sun. It struck the Ocean Ring that Ziyad had thrown out. This terrifying energy instantly blew apart all the Stellar Energy Ziyad had attached to it, and the enormous energy even sent Ziyad's Ocean Ring flying.
"Burning One!"
Ziyad paled at the abrupt turn of events. At a time like this, only the Burning One could shatter the attack of a peak Great General like Ziyad with a single breath of flame.
"Damn it!"
Ziyad's heart sank. The Burning One was even further back than he was. For Wang Chong to be able to borrow the Burning One's strength to shatter his attack meant that he had already predicted his movements.
"Ziyad, did you really think that you could hide from me?"
A voice came from the giant ape's shoulder. Wang Chong had a playful expression on his face. Both Abu Muslim and Ziyad had greatly underestimated the abilities of a Psychic Energy expert. On the entire battlefield, Wang Chong could borrow the vision of any Behemoth to observe every corner of the battlefield. No matter how Ziyad tried to conceal his movements, it was useless against Wang Chong.
"Ziyad, you should just play around with it!"
Wang Chong had barely finished speaking when a massive bear paw, as white as frost, came slapping down from the side like a tsunami. Ziyad fiercely turned his head, but he only had time to unleash a burst of black energy before he was sent flying by the bear paw. Behind him, a Behemoth roared, a white bear with savage eyes pursuing Ziyad with astonishing speed.
Even farther away, the Burning One had spat out a mouthful of flames to stop Ziyad, and then it turned its head and continued to spit out flames at the fleeing Arabs. In terms of power, the Burning One might not be the strongest, but the flames it spat out were actually the most powerful on this battlefield.
Through the four Behemoths, Wang Chong had complete control over the battlefield. With a thought, he quickly gathered his Psychic Energy on Masil's body. Masil was only one hundred feet below Wang Chong. More importantly, Wang Chong sensed that the Psychic Energy attack against Masil had reached its final stage.
In just a few moments, he would have complete control over Masil!
…
"Wang Chong, you will regret this!"
Underground, Masil gave a cry of despair. His Spiritual Energy retreated little by little, becoming weaker and weaker. He was no match for Wang Chong at all. It looked like it was about to be controlled by Wang Chong just like the giant beast from before. But what shocked Masil the most was that as Wang Chong launched his Psychic Energy attacks, he was also gaining experience in the Psychic Energy domain. Wang Chong was getting more and more proficient in his attacks, even using the techniques he had comprehended against him.
Masil's hopes of escaping from Wang Chong's grasp were dwindling.
Wang Chong's expression was cold and aloof. Ignoring him, he only increased his attacks on Masil.
"… Wang Chong, let me go. I can be your slave. I can help you control the Behemoth Army! "
The stench of death grew stronger and stronger, and Masil could no longer hold back his pleas.
"There's no need. I can control the Behemoth Army myself."
Wang Chong's attitude was as firm as steel. He would not tolerate the commander of the Behemoth Army in the slightest.
"Hahaha, do you think you know all the secrets of the Behemoth Army? You can't control them! Only I, only I can control them. I am their true master! Let me go! As long as I live, I'll tell you everything! "
Masil was at first dazed by Wang Chong's words, and then he began to shout.
"There's no need. Once I control you, I'll know all your secrets. "
Wang Chong hated Masil to the extreme, so he would not listen to his excuses.
"You won't have that chance. You still haven't completely grasped the mysteries of the Psychic Energy domain. If I self-detonate, you won't get anything."
Masil anxiously said.
"Mm?"
Wang Chong's brow creased as he slightly slowed his attacks.
"Right! Right! Let me go! As long as you let me go, I can tell you anything! There's no need for you to go to so much trouble. I can tell you anything. "
Masil immediately sensed a sliver of hope from Wang Chong, and like a drowning man grasping at straws, he frantically called out, "Wang Chong!
Wang Chong fell silent. Although he did not completely believe Masil's words, he had to consider the possibility that Masil might self-detonate.
"Wang Chong, you are a great hero, the commander of the Tang Dynasty. I am just a servant of the Arabian Empire, obscure and without status. Abu Muslim threatened to kill all my people, so I had no choice but to obey his orders. I am just a knife in someone else's hand. None of this has anything to do with me. Why do you have to bother with a lowly person like me? Let me go. The benefits to you far outweigh the disadvantages. I can even get more intelligence from the Arabian Empire for you. Think about it, the Arabs started this war. Don't you want to take revenge on them? "
Masil chattered on, his potential exploding under the pressure of death. As he spoke, he saw that Wang Chong seemed to be persuaded. Masil's head lowered lower and lower, his expression becoming more and more humble, all traces of his previous arrogance gone.
But no one noticed that as Masil lowered his head, his fingers trembled, and a vicious light silently flitted through his eyes.
"… I'm just a nobody. You've seen my memories. I was born deformed, and I was looked down upon since I was a child. From start to finish, I've always been someone else's servant, a servant, existing only for the will of others. Are you really willing to bicker with a pitiful person like me … Haha, Reaper, kill him!!"
In his final moments, Masil's expression became savage. Far away, whoosh! In a flash of light, the white bear that had been fighting with Ziyad suddenly raised half its body as it passed by Wang Chong. Without any warning, a snow-white palm the size of a mountain suddenly slapped down at Wang Chong's shoulder.
"Ah!"
Cries of alarm rang out, everyone dumbfounded by this sudden development. Even the Arab Deputy Governor Ziyad, who was standing across from Bai Xiong, revealed a hint of shock, as if he had no idea what was going on. On the other side, the white bear's massive palm was getting closer and closer to Wang Chong. Even though Wang Chong was a Saint Martial Tier 8 expert, he would still be dead in front of a Behemoth with terrifying strength.
"Masil, you really think yourself clever. Did you really think that your little tricks could fool me!"
Wang Chong stood on the left shoulder of the giant ape, his expression cold and unmoved.
"Boom!"
Just when the countless Tang Dynasty soldiers were feeling uneasy, their hearts in their throats, and all the Arab soldiers, including Ziyad, were hoping that the white bear's palm would kill Wang Chong, there was a flash of light and a heaven-shaking boom. A moment later, the other arm of the ape seemed to have predicted this attack and blocked it.
Roooar!
The Giant Ape suddenly turned its head and roared at the White Bear. Its expression was extremely ferocious.
"No!"
Masil's body went limp at this sight, and he collapsed onto the head of the centipede monster and let out a howl of despair. Unlike before, Masil's eyes were ashen, and there was no longer any hope of a fluke. In order to avoid Wang Chong's senses and control the white bear Behemoth's palm, Masil had expended a great deal of energy, but he had still lost.
"Now! … Meet your fate! "
A callous voice resounded in Masil's mind. This time, Wang Chong had no pity, no hesitation. Rumble! Psychic Energy swept out like a tide, crushing Masil's last sliver of consciousness. When Masil had schemed against Wang Chong, he had also severed his last sliver of life.
"Ah!"
Masil gave one final scream before his death, his shrill voice piercing through the earth and resounding over the battlefield. Both Abu Muslim and Ziyad grimaced at this voice.
"I curse you! Wang Chong, and all the Tang people of the east! I will make all of you die horrible deaths! There will be a day when someone will avenge me. This war is far from over! "
Masil spat venomously, and with that, Masil's life was snuffed out, his aura vanishing from the world.
"Truly seeking death!"
Wang Chong's expression was cold, his eyes devoid of any pity.
Masil's smart-ass had only hastened his death.
"Masil!"
"That bastard actually killed him!"
Meanwhile, in the air, Abu Muslim and Ziyad had completely different reactions. Even when Wang Chong was controlling the four Behemoths to slaughter the Arabs, Abu Muslim and Ziyad had only turned ashen, their eyes spitting fire. But when Masil died, these two illustrious Arab commanders, renowned for their iron fists and callousness, suddenly paled.
Masil was not only the commander of the Behemoth Army, but also one of the Caliph's favored subjects. He was highly regarded by the Caliph. If not for the Caliph's orders and the fact that Talas was far from the royal capital, Abu Muslim and Ziyad would have never had the right to command Masil.
More importantly, Masil didn't know any martial arts. He was just a Psychic Energy warlock with a crippled body. He had been ordered by the emperor to lead the Behemoths to the east. As the highest commanders of the east, Abu Muslim and Ziyad had the responsibility of protecting him, but now, Masil was dead!!
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