Chapter 191 - Ambushing Omri

Violent collisions rang out as the two Saint Commanders fought. Among them was a tall and ferocious-looking Avran who was wildly swinging his gigantic two-handed sword. This Avran commander was Saint Commander Omri.

A thick amount of hatred and humiliation was written on his face as he continued his relentless approach. 

The fact that he was played a fool by the old bastard Faramis made his blood boil with extreme rage.

It must be said that both of them already had past disputes even before they became commanders. The Avrans also knew the reason for the irreconcilable hatred between the two Saint Commanders.

Many years back then, the two of them were still young Avran soldiers. They were both talented in their own fields.

Faramis was talented in the arts of stratagem while Omri was a peak fighter among the young Avran soldiers.

Because they had different fields of expertise, there was no conflict between the two, but there was no friendship either. 

The fate of the two only collided at the sudden appearance of one person. She was someone with incomparable grace and matchless beauty in Avran standards. Both men took a liking to her at first sight. In fact, it was not just them. Countless young Avran men also succ_u_mbed to this beauty, but among her suitors, only two stood out. It was Faramis and Omri. 

The two men did their all to gain the beauty's affection and it was when they started to oppose each other. In the end, she chose to stay with the refined and intelligent Faramis.

Omri felt indignant and confused about her choice. He was much stronger than Faramis, but he wasn't chosen in the end. Starting then, a seed of envy and rage sprouted in his heart. 

Although many years have passed, the two of them could not forget the events of yesteryear. 

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"Faramis! Stop running around like a scared cat and face this old man!" Saint Commander Omri shouted as he stared at Faramis hatefully.

Saint Commander Faramis smiled in response and said in a mocking manner. "Old fool Omri, have you gone weak after staying idle in Shura that you can't even catch this senior's shadow?" 

His voice was crisp and full of ridicule as he stared back at Saint Commander Omri, but he was inwardly breaking in a cold sweat. The other party was still much stronger than him like before. Although his speed was faster than Saint Commander Omri, the difference in their power was not small. Any wrong move will place him in a disadvantageous position and it might even cause him his life.

"Faramis, I'll kill you! Argghh!" Saint Commander Omri violently swung his gigantic two-handed sword. His speed increased by several times and his strength also doubled instantly. He was beginning to take the fight seriously! 

Saint Commander Faramis hurriedly raised his sword and lightly moved to the side. He could not evade Saint Commander Omri's attack, so he tilted his sword and took a side step to deflect the latter's two-handed sword. 

"Shiiinng!"

The two swords issued a loud shinging sound as the surface of the blades scr_a_p_ed against each other.

Saint Commander Omri remained on his spot while Saint Commander Faramis took several steps backward. The former then looked coldly at the latter, his aura rising to a terrifying degree. 

"Whoosh!" 

Saint Commander Omri flashed towards Saint Commander Faramis while swinging his two-handed sword at the latter with ease. 

'Shit! This old man is still as hot-tempered as before!' Saint Commander Faramis cursed in his heart as hurriedly flew away from his previous spot. 

Saint Commander Omri hit the empty air but he was not disheartened. He executed another sword swing, refusing to give Saint Commander Faramis a room to breathe. 

'Damn! Just a little more! Once this old fool is too occupied with our fight, I will immediately signal Vishnu and the others to launch their attacks. 

Although he felt a bit of discomfort at the thought of ambushing his old rival, the words of Cale reverberated like a sacred imperial decree in his heart. "Faramis, protect my home planet during my absence." 

'I don't want to kill you this way Omri, but his lordship's wishes come first.' He felt a wave of disturbance in his heart, but he steeled himself and he put on a determined look.

"Now." Saint Commander Faramis silently whispered in his communicator as he charged towards Saint Commander Omri.

The latter was taken aback at the sudden charge. It must be said that Saint Commander Faramis was only evading his attacks during their confrontation. So he was surprised at this unexpected turn of events. He also felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, but he did not dare take Saint Commander Faramis lightly. Although the other party was much weaker than him, the disparity in their strengths was not that great. Saint Commander Faramis was still capable of injuring him severely.

Saint Commander Omri smiled hideously and did not cower at the face of Saint Commander Faramis' attack. He brandished his gigantic two-handed sword while roaring like a furious tiger.

"Roaarr!" 

Not far away, behind the clouds were two people dr_a_p_ed in battle armor. One of them was a bald man with a hulk-like physique while the other one was an old man with an amicable appearance. They were Vishnu and Old man Bu. 

"It's the signal! Let's go, old man!" Vishnu said excitedly before he flashed towards Saint Commander Omri with a huge mace in his hands. He was a general in his previous life and he was a man born for battle. Just the thought of killing a Saint-Class level expert already excited him so much!

Old man Bu shook his head lightly and smiled before he followed behind Vishnu. A hideous-looking sickle emerged in his right hand.

"Hmm?!" Saint Commander Omri felt two strong auras locking on him. He felt his hairs stood on end as he tried to move away. 

Saint Commander Faramis did not allow him to escape and slashed his Z-Steel sword forward. 

"Old bastard Faramis! You spineless coward dare to conspire with the human experts?!" Saint Commander Omri uttered a furious howl as he blocked Saint Commander Faramis' attack.

He felt the two Saint-Class level experts rushing from behind him. And he was certain that they were the experts of the human race.