Talos did not pay any more attention to the Dimensional Claw. His attention was completely drawn to Surathion. The power of the ritual trembled in the air, and he could feel it on his skin like a burning brand.
A bridge was forming, connecting the physical world and the boiling madness of the aether. He knew very well what was going to happen next.
After a while, a flashing silver spear hit the shield of the enchanted Dimensional Claw, but it seemed to hit a solid wall and exploded in an instant.
A huge amount of energy washed over the battlefield, and pain tortured everyone's nerves. When the neural feedback began to overload the synaptic receptors, warning signals flashed in most people's vision.
"Who is it!!!"
Surathion's shout became louder and began to slowly rise into the air. Its scaly armor reflected the terrible light of the flashing nozzle and the liquid flame.
But another fireball mixed with lightning came one after another.
The distorted energy collided with the blazing fire, and the psionic energy surged wildly. Then the whole space burst like a punctured bubble with a loud thunder.
Bahram fell to the ground, but a strong hand grabbed his arm and helped him up.
A man in a gray robe and a jackal mask walked past him. The Dimensional Claw Lord bowed its head, and its claws curled up like tree roots in front of him.
"Who are you?"
The answer was a burning sword, which instantly pierced the Dimensional Claw's legs, just below the hip joint.
The freak screamed and fell to the ground.
Bahram looked at the mysterious man in front of him in confusion. He felt that the air was so thick that it was like melting wax, and he could also feel that the physical world was becoming unstable under the violent impact of the energy.
At this time, the mysterious man pulled out a stack of card pages from his waist and quickly turned a page.
"Can you feel the energy, Bahram?"
The man's voice was very low, and Bahram instinctively nodded.
From beginning to end, he felt an unnatural force assaulting his mind.
"Stay calm, and don't think about attacking it."
Bahram was confused, but the man did not explain further.
Suddenly, the storm hit his head violently, and the unnatural energy crawled along the path of his mind. He was frightened by the blasphemous touch, and he felt that there was a terrible existence behind it.
"Don't waver!"
Not far from him, the mysterious man began to read aloud.
Bahram had to focus on these words to prevent himself from having the urge to attack.
At the same time, Surathion got up again and opened its arms, hovering in the air.
It towered over the gathered Astarte, its two wings surrounded by hellish light wheels. Its shadow moved along its length, and the flesh on its scales rippled. A pair of tentacle-like arms stretched out to surround itself, and many eyes flashed with a pale green light.
The energy of the spell attracted the blasphemous creature, and it wound around it like a web, but like trying to bind a dragon with a ball of thread, it resisted, its consciousness pressing against the bindings, testing it.
The mysterious man stood in front of the Dimensional Claw Lord, raised his fist, and pointed at its inhuman face.
"I bind you with my oath!"
He shouted.
"I bind you with the power of words!"
In an instant, power surged out of his body like a flood, bright and clear.
"Let go of me!"
Suddenly, the voice roared, and its words echoed in everyone's mind, building a bridge between the real world and the illusory.
"Thy chains cannot bind us!"
But the mysterious man refused to budge.
"Dweller of the Aether! In the nineteenth ritual of the Silver Tower, I command you! Tell me your name! "
The demon was still resisting, and Bahram could feel its consciousness trying to break away from the body.
"Surathion."
It spat out the name, but the mysterious man clenched his fist.
"Not the name people gave you, tell me your real name!"
"Let go of me."
The demon was still struggling.
"Everything will be revealed."
It was now pulling the ritual chains with increasing strength, and in a while, it would return to its original place.
Bahram bit his lips, and he felt his skin swelling, his blood vessels freezing, and cold steam coming out of his throat.
However, in every second of his life, he resisted the desire to attack the creature, and barely kept it in his harbor.
"Tell me your name!"
The mysterious man shouted again, and at the same time, threw out a sedge card, and countless chains instantly ejected from it.
The next second, the demon let out a roar, and a burst of energy.
The world collapsed, and the storm of psionic energy began to subside.
There was a terrible silence on the battlefield. Talos turned to Bahram, and the sergeant knelt on the ground, steam rising from the seams of his armor.
The town cracked like a broken oil painting, and everyone found themselves back in the forest, and the mysterious man was standing where the demon was, holding a card surrounded by black gas in his hand.
The mysterious man looked at Bahram, and suddenly smiled.
"Good job, young man. Thank you for weakening that thing's will at the last moment, or we might not have been able to deal with it."
As he spoke, he looked at Talos.
"I'll leave it to you to clean up."
Before he finished, the mysterious man disappeared with a flash of light.
Sabrin looked at the place where the mysterious man was, and then turned to Talos.
"Captain, he is …"
"The think tank of the battle group. You can call him Jackal from now on. Don't tell anyone about what happened today."
Sabrin nodded thoughtfully, and then walked forward to help Bahram up.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, just …"
Bahram looked up at Sabrin through his unfocused eyes, and his bleeding lips opened into a smile, and then he fainted.
Talos clapped his hands and said, "Clean up the place.
"Clean this place up. Collect all the Dimensional Claw corpses and melt them down. Remember to record a video before you destroy them. I'll send it to our commander in a while. Sabrin, you and Li Lin will be responsible for carrying Bahram back."
About two hours later, Soshyan received eleven consecutive reports from his command post in Worth Camp in the Red Sand Mountains. Most of them were about the Dimensional Claw and Surathien.
According to the investigation after the eleven consecutive battles, the Dimensional Claw was related to at least hundreds of attacks and disappearances. The number of imperial soldiers who died in their hands was hard to calculate, but according to the number of disappearances and losses, at least two thousand people had died in their hands.
Sosyan had to admit that Abaddon's harassment tactics had some results. In just a week, more than eight thousand people had gone missing or died in the frontline. Although the morale of Kadian, Krieg, and other frontline troops was still high, the morale of the local troops was shaken, and these main forces had to temporarily send political commissars to "maintain order" — in other words, a few hundred people were shot dead.
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