He now had the idea of ​​rushing forward and dying together with the general. It would be best to hold him back and let the two of them die together.

But he knew that with his strength, it might only take a few seconds at most, which would be meaningless.

If it weren't for Creel, he wouldn't be in the situation he is in now. It was entirely caused by this damn guy.

The flames spurting from his body increased his speed again.

He caught up quickly.

Creel, who was running wildly, turned his head to look at him and saw the sadness in Balazs's eyes.

He has buried his hatred and anger deep in his heart, and he doesn't have the ability now.

They ran wildly and came to a cliff. There was no way forward and they could see the sea in front of them.

The sea water just floats in this space, surrounding the island.

A soldier looked down the cliff.

As soon as he took a look, he fell to the ground, and a small red tentacle pierced his head.

"Do we have no way to escape?" Balazs said and slowly backed away.

However, the tentacles behind him were spreading towards him quickly, and they were all around him.

The scarlet mist has dyed the surrounding area red.

The soldiers surrounded the general, and Balazs was watching the situation from the spot.

It looked like he was going to die.

Feeling inexplicably relieved, I turned my head to look at Kriel's frowning face, feeling inexplicably happy.

Hatred was expressed.

It seemed worthwhile to have this person die with him, or he would have made a fortune.

A red tentacle pierced through the air.

Facing the fear of death, the soldiers blocking the front finally wanted to dodge.

However, an invisible force suppressed him, and the tentacles penetrated directly and entangled him.

You can see his disbelief in his eyes.

"Attack! Destroy these tentacles!"

Kriel yelled, but it was meaningless. Even if the surrounding soldiers kept attacking the surroundings, it was still of no use.

These tentacles and dream creatures have the same virtue, they only slightly slow down the spread of the tentacles, and their attacks are of no use.

And he cut the palms of his hands, blood kept dripping, and his hands kept waving.

The invisible blade mixed with blood kept flying around in spirals, destroying the approaching tentacles.

However, such an attack can only destroy those small tentacles that are piercing towards them. The huge tentacles that are slowly spreading in the distance are not affected at all.

His invisible attacks had no effect at all when faced with this huge tentacle, just like water droplets falling on the lake surface, only making ripples.

As two more soldiers were killed, they were dragged in.

Kriel's expression couldn't help but remain silent. He had been in a high position for a long time and had a distinguished status, so even if he was desperate, he didn't show it.

A pair of gloves appeared in his palm, which was one of his treasures.

He waved the gloves on his palms, as if trying to break through the space and leave, but it was of no use.

This place is already a dream, and there are many differences from reality.

His treasure that could break through space also lost its effect.

A whistle-shaped treasure flew out from his throat and invisible waves began to spread around.

However, this spreading wave has no effect on the tentacles that spread over, and it is impossible to block them out.

"I didn't expect that I, Kriel, would die in a place like this." After exhausting all means, he stood there and said quietly.

Upon hearing this, Balazs stood nearby and asked with a contemptuous smile: "Then do you regret it? If you had kept your promise, you would not have ended up in this situation."

"Humph, maybe." Until the last moment, he still maintained his demeanor.

He looked at the tentacles spreading over and said, "I didn't die in his hands, but in the hands of Klian. Is this why the news was revealed?"

He seemed to understand something, but it was meaningless.

What is the point of understanding at the last moment?

The soldiers surrounding him died one by one, and in the end only he and Balazs were left next to him.

This feeling of approaching death is really uncomfortable.

Balazs looked at the tentacle that had wrapped around his hand. As this tentacle wound up, the other tentacles passed over him.

I feel my soul being pulled and my life gradually draining away.

Even at this moment, Balazs turned his head and stared at Kriel next to him.

"The general who has mastered two treasures and actually controls the target island did not expect to die in a place like this, with his 'chess pieces'."

Hearing Balazs's voice, Kriel, whose legs were already wrapped by vines, turned to look at him.

Balazs watched as the vines gradually covered his whole body.

"Are you happy now?"

"Huh, maybe." Balazs said with a smile.

Creel murmured to himself: "Krian, was it a trap set by death... You won."

Just when the two were about to die, a fog ball condensed from white clouds hit the direction of the two.

The red tentacles wrapped around them immediately dissipated and turned into a light mist, floating in the surrounding air.

The soul is pulled, and the feeling of life passing suddenly disappears.

Balazs opened his eyes in confusion, he was already prepared to die.

In other words, he has already seen the other side of death.

As the tentacles surrounding him were destroyed, his soul, which was about to be completely pulled out, completely returned to its place.

He was pushed back again by the waves of the sea of ​​souls.

The same was true for the general in front of him, but at this time his chest was shining slightly.

Why this phenomenon occurs seems to be related to the light on his chest.

Creel quickly opened his clothes and saw a cross spiral snake tattoo on his chest, and his whole body was white in color.

"The wake snake?" Balazs said doubtfully as he looked at the tattoo.

"Hahaha, sure enough, the big guarding snake does exist, and he protects our family."

The pleasure of surviving the disaster made Kriel no longer able to maintain the serious expression on his face, and he roared with ecstasy.

He also has pride in his bloodline and family.

Balazs looked at the metal pendant on his necklace that was engraved with a pattern similar to the tattoo.

"I didn't expect this thing to be real."

He suddenly regretted converting to the Holy Mother.

"I am here by covenant, descendant of Vasa."

The ethereal and majestic voice sounded in the minds of the two of them. The moment they heard the voice, their hearts beat faster.

They all looked up at the sky.

It was a huge white snake, bigger than the tentacles that were smashed down before, much bigger than the entire island and the surrounding sea, and almost covering the entire sky.

His body was coiled high in the sky, and the huge snake head hung down.

Those bright yellow eyes like the sun stared at the two of them.

The voice in their heads came from this white mist snake.

The huge size brings strong physical and mental oppression.

The two of them were completely stunned.

With two plops, they knelt on the ground and made special praying gestures.

"God... God, you have come to save me." Kriel said with a trembling voice.

What kind of manners are nothing in front of the faith that I once had.

Balazs lowered his head silently and prayed. He didn't even dare to have the thought of raising his head to gaze at his face.

"Descendant of Vasa, tell me your request."

White Snake just looked at the two of them quietly, his attention falling on Kriel.

The voice sounded in their minds again.
To be continued...