ARYA MAHESA
Battle of Eastern Land XII
"Kaungsaji, be honest. Do we still deserve to claim to be descendants, Arangga?"
The two no longer continued the conversation. Because, by looking at what was happening in front of them at this time, it was completely beyond reason.
Darsapati and Kaungsaji are the most respected warriors in the Mainland. Both are no longer in doubt. The Golden Lion Sect being the strongest was because of both.
As the responsibility holder of Basaka, Almost every year the Golden Lion Sect fought. Both on a small or large scale. So that both of them know very well what strength, determination, experience, pride and honor in fighting.
The two never thought that there would come a time when they would pity the enemy. Arya and her friends are showing what anger really means.
At one point on the battlefield, a girl with a huge sledgehammer in her hand, struck in all directions. Its extremely fast movements made the enemy troops very difficult to dodge. Kan but, what's the point of evading if the shock of his Godam strike alone is enough to blow dozens of King warriors away, and crush the heart of the expert swordsman down.
The holy warriors seemed to be running around, not chasing after him. But try to keep as far away from him as possible. Luna's burning body was already like a nightmare to them.
Not far from there, a demon ape is worse. Already tens of thousands of troops of the black stream sect were on fire. In fact, if they do not burn even once, their bodies blister because of the heat released by the demon's body. In fact, maybe at that time they chose to burn and die quickly, rather than having to suffer which eventually ended up dead.
Darsapati and Kaungsaji, also never expected to see dozens of holy warriors running around while crying in despair. Behind them was a wolf demon as big as a horse, with a pointed horn on its head chasing them.
Utilizing the many warriors there, the holy warriors could dodge at the cost of many lives of their troops, to simply slow down the wolf demon's pace. Unfortunately, that's not enough.
A young girl with an arrow on her back was eyeing them. Right now, they felt like animals that were already locked by the hunter's shot.
One by one, their numbers were reduced. Every ten steps, one saint warrior's life was lost. The girl with the white glowing body, shot an arrow without even looking at the tip of her arrowhead. The color of his eyes that change, they will remember all the way to hell.
Speaking of hell, one seems to have brought the most terrible place in the afterlife, directly to the world.
The thing was, since earlier no one had seen it clearly. His presence, It only felt like a sweep of wind was passing through the corners of the black stream sect master. After that, they would never breathe again.
Like a fish, no less than thirty thousand black sect master, was now floundering on the ground.
All of those events, were also witnessed by all the warriors from the alliance of the white sect, with their eyes wide open.
What they see now, will be ingrained in the mind and will continue to flow into their blood, and will descend on the successor to up to seven of his old descendants. The memory would instill in them that, not a single black warrior could live on this land.
Suddenly a screaming voice broke the atmosphere.
"Master ... !"
Omertas. The name of the skill Arya gave to the water control technique that wrapped the enemy's face and broke their heads.
"Master ... !"
Once he used it, no less than five thousand enemy troops lost their heads.
"Master ... !"
"Master ... !"
"Master ... !"
The bellies of the alliance warriors began to feel nauseous and their heads felt dizzy. That was because, every body of enemy warriors who lost their heads, from their necks shot out fresh blood, and such a sight, they had never seen even in a dream.
The sea of blood is no longer a term. Right now they really see it. Blood at the height of the eyes began to inundate a quarter of the battlefield.
"Master ... !"
The shout of Arya's last move, actually made almost the entire alliance army expel their entrails. At this time, they were no longer able to hold it. bowed to the ground, the warriors were expelling all the contents of the stomach, vomiting.
Even the sect head and elders experienced something similar. So did Darius, Nick and the rest of the adventurers. No one can hold it anymore.
"Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!"
"Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!"
"Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!"
"Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!"
"Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!"
"Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!"
"Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!" "Aragh!"
That pool of human Blood had another effect on Bai Hua's lightning element. Now, all the warriors who stood on the puddle, felt the sting of the elements.The sting was so painful that it reached their brains.
Their bodies started to emit smoke as if they were burning. Not from the outside, but from the inside.
The same daga standing on the pool of blood, also felt the effect. Unfortunately for him he also could not move his body.
Bai Hua immediately attacked him and began to bulldoze the sword in his hand in succession on Daga's body very quickly.
"Adrrrrrrgghhhhhhhh ... !"
That granddaughter of Bai Fan, continued to attack him without pause and was completely unforgiving.
Rantoba, stood by watching the cruelty of the granddaughter of that Yang Empire. Very sorry he did not kill the girl when there was an opportunity, in the past it was clear that he and Darmuraji were the ones who asked one of the Black sect in the Yang Empire, to send Wu Guo.
Meanwhile Daga the Late-level Saint who was titled Mad Demon, felt a very slow death. However, it is very sick.
Bai Hua's sword continued to cut, slice, and peel the skin to Daga's flesh, bit by bit but at a great speed.
The moment Bai Hua stopped, Daga was still standing with a portion of her body remaining a mere bone. However, Bai Hua allowed his heart to continue beating to keep his head alive.
In accordance with what he taught Arya, Bai Hua re-sealed her powers. As the lightning dissipated, he stared intently at Daga.
"Why Kill Me? ... Huh, Dream!"
