Chapter 742 The Arrival (Part Two)

"These purple-crystal armors are so hard that even I can't break through." Darren felt a mixture of pressure and annoyance rooting from their current problem and tugging at the back of his head like a child pulling on someone's long hair. With the full protection from the purple-crystal armors, it seemed hard for him to even try and kill his opponents.

Noting the failure of his previous attacks, Elsa dashed towards one of the green-skinned man.

Upon unfurling her sword wings, she released countless of sword feathers and charged towards that man. Before long, the green-skinned man had completely been drowned by the rain of sword feathers and could no longer be seen, the relentless attacks making the images of him vague and blurry.

However, to their utmost disappointment, the strike of the sword feathers did no harm to the man. By the time the swords were retreated, they found that the man remained unscathed and stood there smugly. Elsa stood a good distant in front of him, a pout on her face when all her efforts were for naught.

This repeated as the green-skinned men were beaten off and then flew back for countless of times until Darren realized that using their skill against them was of no use.

"Elsa, put away your sword intent. Let's attack them with our physical strength this time."

After the battle had lasted for a while, Darren stopped all his attacking means and advised Elsa to do the same as him.

"Why is that? My sword intent can't even shatter their armor. How can I be certain that I can break through just with my bare strength?" Elsa asked in confusion.

"We will know it for sure after we have given it a shot. Trust me!" With a confident smile, Darren pointed at one of the green-skinned men and said, "Let's choose that man as our first target. You go attack him from his back and I will attack f

hem without much difficulty.

But this one, this green-skinned man was almost on par with Darren in strength. It was impossible for them to launch an attack from both sides.

Or even if they had somehow succeeded to get close to him and had hit him, their strike might still not be able to harm his body under the purple-crystal armor.

The thin green-skinned man's eyes flashed with a strange light as he looked at Elsa.

Bang!

Reaching the man, Elsa thrust her fist upon his chest. However, to her great astonishment and fear, she lurched forward and nearly fell.

She missed, as before her fist could even reach the green-skinned man, the man had already disappeared.

A sudden fear and panic fell over Elsa. For a moment, she stood in shock, unable to make out what her next move should be. After a few seconds, when the green-skinned man showed up again, he had already moved behind Elsa and his purple-crystal sword was an inch from Elsa's back.

The aliens hiding in the ship below stood petrified as they witnessed this scene.

Never in all their years of trust would they expect that among all the green-skinned men, there existed a man who could contend against their king whom they had always respected.