Elven History Song

The fire of the soul was ignited, and Ling Aohan transformed into Gabriel and flashed next to a traitor. The blade slashed down, causing a wave of blood and a cry, as well as the anger in Ling Aohan's eyes.

Ling Aohan's current position was at the very back, and he could clearly see who the traitor was. Apart from the ten people who died, five people including Ling Aohan still did not rebel. A bullet flew directly behind Seravia, and at this moment, no one except Ling Aohan knew that there was a traitor in his team.

The fire of the soul was ignited, and Ling Aohan appeared behind Seravia, cutting the flying bullet into two pieces with the sword in his hand and letting it fall to the ground. Seravia was a little surprised by Ling Aohan's arrival. Ling Aohan took her clothes and flashed to a blind spot before she could speak.

"Listen, there is a traitor in our team. Except for you and me, there are still three people who have not rebelled. I will deal with everyone in the front, and the traitors behind me will be left to you."

Selavia was also extremely shocked when she heard this, but she immediately adjusted back to her state. There was no time to shock her at the critical moment of life and death.

"Yes, Captain."

Seravia's movements were also extremely fast, with several continuous rolls and exquisite evasions. She passed through the gunfire and bullets around her and arrived at one of them without any damage and told him the truth. Then, he told the same news to the remaining two people. The five of them turned around and shot at their former teammates. The bullets ruthlessly penetrated their chests, and Ling Aohan had already flashed to the second floor and chopped off one of them. Several heads.

Cold light and sword shadows came one after another, and Ling Aohan killed all the enemies gathered in front of the stairs. But as soon as he turned around, his superhuman dynamic vision allowed him to clearly see the horror of that moment. A huge explosion came from the second floor, and a black shadow passed through everyone's eyes and hit the ground hard, bringing up layers of dust and a huge sound that made everyone in the battlefield on the first floor forget about the battle.

The dust dispersed, and in the deep pit left by the huge impact on the ground, Ling Aohan trembled and tried to get up, but his body was almost embedded in the ground. He tried to move his body, and all the bones in his body felt like they were broken. He was in agony.

The remaining four subordinates who had not yet rebelled immediately protected Ling Aohan and shot the traitors to force them back. The fire of life slowly ignited as Ling Aohan tried to heal his injuries.

A figure appeared on the broken staircase connecting the second floor to the first floor. Silver light flashed and he fell steadily to the ground on the first floor.

It was a man with brown-red curly hair like a lion, and noble armor made of silver metal. Compared with these, what is more dazzling is his silver right arm. Just by looking at his sterling silver right arm, his identity is already obvious. Coupled with the sword of victory, Klausolas, that he held in his hand, his true name was ready to be revealed, Nuada, the god-king of the Dannu clan.

His blue eyes looked at Ling Aohan like he was looking at a stone on the roadside.

"I don't know what the priest who purged the church thought, but he chose a group of children to be captains. I don't like to instigate rebellion, but that guy is very good at it, and he is very successful."

The traitors also walked out from behind the bunker. Seeing the former captain in such a mess, there was only a look of gloating in their eyes.

Ling Aohan's injuries had been largely healed. He slowly sat up from the ground, already knowing that he was surrounded by enemies.

He tightened his grip on the sword. He did not fully grasp Gabriel's power. Compared with those successors who almost completely inherited the power of the heroic spirit, he was not on the same level of strength, even if the heroic spirit he inherited was extremely powerful.

"Even the sword in your hand can't save you. There is an essential gap between you and me."

The sword of victory is waved, bringing out the most destructive will. The devastating power swept all the way. Ling Aohan stood in front of his subordinates and raised the sword in his hand to resist.

The sound of breaking mixed with various objects reached everyone's ears, not just stones and cement, but also bones. Ling Aohan reluctantly knelt down on one knee to support his body, blood sliding down the corner of his mouth.

The bones in both of his legs were completely broken, and now he couldn't even take a step. The sword blade symbolizing glory in his hand lowered slowly, and he knew very well that he was going to die here.

With the sound of a series of gun sweeps, Seravia loaded the gun in his hand and looked for the right moment to shoot at the traitors. Those people had no time to react and every shot hit the vital point accurately, and not a single traitor survived.

Nuada was indifferent to Seravia's actions. He seemed not to care about those people at all, just like he did to Ling Aohan, because their life and death were already in his hands.

Seravia's eyes were full of anger. She had no idea that these people would betray them at such a critical moment, nor did she expect that Ling Aohan would be defeated.

"Your people have cleared out all the redundant people on my side, so it's time to take my place."

The Silver Arm was raised, bringing strong winds to roar past, and blood sprayed everywhere. Except for Seravia and Ling Aohan, the other three subordinates who did not betray Ling Aohan were pierced through the heart by Nuada with his silver arm, and their heads were also shot away.

"Next, arbitration, what are you going to do?"

Nuada looked at Ling Aohan, who slowly stood up and clenched the sword in his hand again. Before this, Ling Aohan had used the Fire of Life to treat his legs and other injured areas. It was only just now that most of his injuries were healed.

Seravia looked at Ling Aohan with some worry. Ling Aohan almost fell when he stood up. Seravia wanted to go up and help him, but she raised her hand slightly and put it back down. She couldn't do that. If she did, it would damage Ling Aohan's dignity.

Nuada smiled. He looked at the unyielding young man in front of him and smiled.

"Why are you so persistent? Is it for the girl behind you?"

"Do not."

Ling Aohan looked directly at Nuada with a blazing fire in his eyes.

"For my dignity."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Aohan disappeared. Nuada turned slightly sideways, and Ling Aohan's sword blade fell off his armor without hurting him at all. At this time, Ling Aohan was no longer as good as his original self in terms of speed and strength. Even if he could endure the severe pain in various parts of his body, the strength he could now exert was less than 50%.

The Sword of Victory stabbed behind him with his backhand. Ling Aohan pulled away to dodge. The blades made slight contact, deflecting the trajectory of the Sword of Victory.

The soul fire ignited on the sword, and three sword lights struck Nuada's neck, chest and lower abdomen almost simultaneously. The sound of metal colliding was clear and distant, bringing out huge airflow and causing dust to rise all around like fog.

Nuada held the sword blade upright in front of him and easily blocked Ling Aohan's fatal slash by swinging it left and right.

A very powerful kick hit Ling Aohan's lower abdomen. The huge impact and overwhelming feeling made Ling Aohan temporarily lose his ability to judge. He only felt continuous collision and friction from all parts of his body. As he came, his eyes gradually blurred, and the last thing he saw was the silver combat boots slowly walking towards him.

"You are not allowed to take another step forward!"

The roar woke Ling Aohan from the edge of coma. Through his blurred eyes, he could barely see Seravia standing in front of him, and the hand holding the gun was obviously shaking.

She was afraid that the person in front of her was unbeatable. Even her captain had fallen, so what could she do. But she refused to give up, and still raised her gun to point at the slowly approaching God King. She wanted to protect Ling Aohan.

The fire of life pulsed slowly, and Ling Aohan healed his injuries again. Nuada looked at Seravia who was trembling all over but stopped.

"You are respectable, so I didn't kill you just now. You have earned your captain the dignity he deserves. Come here, your subordinates should not continue to stand on our battlefield."

Ling Aohan stood up slowly and gently patted Seravia's shoulder to signal her to step back. Seravia's tearful eyes were confused, looking at him helplessly like a homeless puppy, but Ling Aohan smiled at her. His face covered with scars, dirt and blood was still the smile she had always longed for. , she knew what that smile meant, their mission was over, everything was over.