<h4>Chapter 2033: Chapter 2033: Chaotic Battle</h4>
The number of monks was not asrge as the number of Marthews.
Indeed, they were the Prophet’s guards, formidable inbat.
But the state of the Marthews now, couldn’t be killed either.
The battle between both sides plungedpletely into a deadlock.
The Emperor’s Grand Tutor, having freed his hands, rushed straight towards the Guilt Emperor!
He hated this traitor!
Hated this guy who always shouted he would kill him!
"Darin, protect me!" The Guilt Emperor hastily set up a formation in front of him, while also taking down therge formation surrounding him!
Thisrge formation not only trapped Pranay Martinez and others, but also trapped them.
In an instant!
Thousand-clouds Mountain reverted to its previous state.
In a panic, the Guilt Emperor even forgot that he could appear freely at any position within the formation.
As long as the formation was still standing, it was very difficult for others to kill him.
But under extreme tension, people are fearful.
The moment the formation broke.
Darin roared instantly: "Orson Martinez, as an emperor, are you going to be so shameless!"
Those Marthews in contact with the monks instantly turned into remnants.
Disappeared into nothingness.
And the Emperor’s Grand Tutor, charging forward, was left to face a group of Prophet’s guards alone.
ng! ng! ng!
The monks’ withered hands constantly attacked, colliding with the Emperor’s Grand Tutor’s sword!
Though strong, the Emperor’s Grand Tutor staggered back several steps against these immensely powerful monsters.
"You damned Orson Martinez, you really screwed me over!"
He couldn’t help but curse angrily.
The instant the formation disintegrated.
On Thousand-clouds Mountain, less than ten meters away from these people.
Pranay Martinez’s Marthews, holding weapons, coldly watched the Guilt Emperor and others.
"You! You actually deceived me!" Cold sweat appeared on the tip of the Guilt Emperor’s nose!
He had lifted the formation proactively, only to discover the real Marthews were right behind them.
Those descending from the air were just illusions!
If the Guilt Emperor hadn’t proactively broken the formation, the situation would still be in their favor!
But now...
"Fool!"
p!
Darin swung a p and knocked the Guilt Emperor to the ground.
At the same time, he was holding two forks, ready for battle at any moment.
"There’s no deceit in warfare," Pranay Martinez snickered: "I’ve long advised not to unt your petty tricks before me. It’sughable!"
After saying that, he moved his lips slightly. "Attack!"
This time, the real Marthews charged forward!
Boom!
They mustered all their strength and collided with the monks!
Emitting waves of sound!
And the Emperor’s Grand Tutor finally had a chance to make his move!
"Prepare to die!"
He sprinted several steps, standing before the Guilt Emperor!
"Darin, save me!"
The Guilt Emperor hastily arranged a formation!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Emperor’s Grand Tutor broke through those formations one after another, approaching the Guilt Emperor more fiercely!
Seeing this, already less than three meters away!
Three meters!
Setting up another formation was toote.
The Guilt Emperor steeled his heart, forced to use Demarco Mount’s method to escape once again!
However, the Emperor’s Grand Tutor had already anticipated this!
He thrust his sword into the ground!
Boom!
The ground under the Guilt Emperor exploded!
sting the Guilt Emperor a dozen meters away!
Seizing this moment, he strode out!
Landing before the Guilt Emperor!
"My brother, let’s be reasonable as ancient emperors!" The Guilt Emperor raised his hands, trembling with fear: "I’ll tell you the Prophet’s secret, I’ll say anything! Please, don’t kill me!"
"It’s toote!"
The Emperor’s Grand Tutor gripped the sword with both hands, thrusting it down fiercely!
ng!
The Guilt Emperor vanished in an instant.
The Longsword pierced the stone, missing its target.
The Emperor’s Grand Tutor ignored it and made a forward sh!
St!
The Guilt Emperor appeared abruptly.
Covered in blood.
"Keep running." The Emperor’s Grand Tutor sneered coldly, feeling very satisfied.
"You..." The Guilt Emperor pointed at him, angry yet helpless.
Wanting to run, but having no strength.
With old wounds coupled with new injuries, the Guilt Emperor was already at the end of his strength!
"But you can’t kill me, we are all emperors, immortal!" The Guilt Emperor sneered: "Come. Kill me!"
Immortality, generally, cannot be killed.
Like Pruitt Wilde; back then, if it weren’t for being dismembered, he could havee back to life.
The Emperor’s Grand Tutor frowned slightly, realizing he overlooked this fact.
Indeed, emperors are quite immortal.
But he was unwilling!
Crack!
He thrust the sword!
Prating the Guilt Emperor’s body, causing injury, but not enough to be fatal.
And the Guilt Emperor, pained to the extent of numbness, was helpless.
Still alive for now, it’s already quite a feat.
Disaster, it seems, couldn’t be avoided.
Whoosh!
A sound of something tearing through the air came!
"Emperor’s Grand Tutor, watch out!" Pranay Martinez called out to warn.
He didn’t need to say it; the Emperor’s Grand Tutor also sensed the danger.
Turning his head, the Emperor’s Grand Tutor shielded himself with the Longsword!
ng!
A loud crash!
Darin’s steel fork smashed directly down!
The Emperor’s Grand Tutor felt a tingling in the palm; it seemed even the spiritual power within was affected.
No time to react!
Darin struck again with the fork!
ng!
The Emperor’s Grand Tutor blocked again, turmoil beginning within him!
"The weapon given by the Prophet?"
He squinted, recallingst time’s drum.
The seemingly ordinary drum, surprisingly possessed such power!
If the Emperor’s Grand Tutor were wounded, he might have died at Darin’s hands.
That kind of invisible power to kill is the most deadly!
The Seventh Emperors don’t fear physical harm, only mental damage.
"That’s right!" Darin’s bloodied face showed no expression.
But persistently, he swung the fork, fiercely shing with the Emperor’s Grand Tutor’s weapon!
Each collision plunged the Emperor’s Grand Tutor’s body into pain.
Inner spiritual power in disarray!
If it continues this way, he might be shocked to death!
Not eptable!
Must counterattack!
The Emperor’s Grand Tutor pushed forward, sweeping the Longsword!
However, it was futile!
The fork came down again!
ng!
Sparks flew, the Emperor’s Grand Tutor’s hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
"The Prophet is an invincible existence," Darin confidently stated, even facing many experts, capable of retreating intact with the fork in his hand!
Seeing the Emperor’s Grand Tutor at a disadvantage, the Guilt Emperor scrambled up, stirring the chaos!
"I’ll lend a hand." Pranay Martinez said and stepped forward.
His Marthews entangled with the Prophet’s guards, ready to help the Emperor’s Grand Tutor clear the situation.
"The Emperor’s Grand Tutor just said he wanted to handle it himself. If you go now, wouldn’t you be pping his face?" Julius Reed reached out, stopping Pranay Martinez.
With those words, Pranay Martinez stepped back.
Not far away, the Emperor’s Grand Tutor heard all this, cursing inwardly.
He could take on the two individuals, but the weapon in Darin’s hand was too perplexing, leading to his disadvantage.
If these people really watched without helping, the Emperor’s Grand Tutor could likely be severely injured.
Seeing the Guilt Emperor setting up a formation to limit his power, the Emperor’s Grand Tutor steeled his heart, turned his back on Darin, and charged straight for the Guilt Emperor!
Bang!
His back took a hit from the fork, staggering him forward, shing from the side!
He severed one of the Guilt Emperor’s arms!
Formation magic emphasizes technique.
Losing an arm, the Guilt Emperor wouldn’t amount to much.
Pow!
The Emperor’s Grand Tutor gave a diagonal sh, spewing a mouthful of blood, turned to look at the Guilt Emperor.
Even if forced!
Taking a deep breath, he suddenly unleashed a sh!
Immediately!
Sword Qi filled the air!
But at this moment.
Pruitt Wilde threw a punch out of nowhere!
Directly knocking Pranay Martinez flying away!