Chapter 192 - Clash of Saints

Saint Commander Faramis felt a wave of discomfort in his heart when he heard the furious shout of his old rival. He stared at Saint Commander Omri with a look of regret, but then his eyes turned resolute. 

'Omri, I don't want to end it this way, but I have to. If there's a chance that we meet again in our next lives, I promise to give you the fair battle you deserve. Sigh!' Saint Commander Faramis sighed in his heart as he tightened his grip on his Z-Steel longsword. 

Vishnu violently swung the gigantic mace towards Saint Commander Omri. His eyes flashing with a manic light. 

It has been very long since he had fought with someone so much stronger than him. Just the thought of it made his blood boil in excitement.

This war general was famous in his world for his violence towards his enemies, and the giant mace in his hands was the nightmare of whoever fought with him. 

"Die!" Vishnu shouted ferociously. 

Saint Commander Omri turned around and lifted his two-handed sword to block Vishnu's mace.

"Bang!" A violent explosion rang out as the two weapons collided.

Saint Commander Omri remained in his position while Vishnu was thrown a few meters away despite him initiating the attack.

'This man is much stronger than I thought! So that's why even Faramis was cautious towards him.' Vishnu thought as he spun in midair to balance himself. He then stared at Saint Commander Omri in a new light.

Old man Bu did not waste the opportunity after seeing Vishnu being thrown away. He dashed towards Saint Commander Omri with his sickle in his hands. The blade of his sickle shone and it reflected a greenish hue. The sickle was dr_a_p_ed with a poisonous liquid he personally concocted during his idle time!

Sensing the danger behind him, Saint Commander Omri backed away while looking at Old man Bu's direction. 

'Ho, this young lad's senses are sharp. Not bad!' Old man Bu was a bit surprised, but he did not stop his approach. He cast a sidelong glance towards Saint Commander Faramis and Vishnu and saw that the two of them were already dashing towards Saint Commander Omri.

The latter took their attacks head-on while deflecting the slashes aimed at his throat and eyes. He did not even bother blocking the slashes aimed at his torso since he was fairly confident in the defensive ability of his bionic armor.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

A series of shockwaves were produced as the four Saint-Class level experts fought it midair. 

Despite being outnumbered, Saint Commander Omri was able to fight the three experts on a standstill. 

'Crap! The sneak attack failed! I didn't know that his strength advanced this much after a few years of nothing seeing him! And with that bionic armor on him, we could barely deal damage to his body. ' Saint Commander Faramis thought as a dropped of sweat rolled down his cheeks.

On the other hand, Saint Commander Omri was also feeling tensed. He might be stronger than the three experts in terms of individual power, but with the three of them joining hands to fight with him, he could barely defend his vulnerable spots. And without his bionic armor, he might have already received a fatal injury. 

'This damn bastard Faramis actually dared to betray the Demon Immortal Azazel! What a crazy fool!' Saint Commander Omri cursed Saint Commander Faramis in his heart. 

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As the battle between the four experts continued, the two armies were also engulfed in a brutal crossfire. Energy bullets and energy missiles were being fired causing loud explosions in the air. The sky was enveloped by crimson lights and violent explosions rang out from time to time, making the mortals down below scared at this unexpected phenomenon.

This stuffs only happened in sci-fi movies but it was happening right above them! Numerous media personnel took their cameras out to record the fight above.  

With the fight being broadcasted live all over the world, humanity was once again enveloped by a wave of fear. 

They haven't forgotten the war against the aliens a few months back then. Millions of humans died during that war and some countries were still on the stages of rebuilding. 

The new head of the Earth Alliance, Trevor showed himself in front of the media and told the people to stay inside their homes. He also told them that the Earth Alliance's forces were already prepared against the new invading aliens. 

His words pacified the people somehow, but they were still nervous after knowing that a battle against aliens was happening once again.

The appearance of Trevor towards the media wasn't part of the plan, but he had to reassure the people that everything was under their control to prevent panic from spreading out.

Trevor might be young and inexperienced in leading a huge force, but after undergoing the training of several experts under Cale, he grew into a capable and charismatic individual. Even those people who opposed his leadership before were now convinced with his capabilities.

After pacifying the people during his interview, Trevor turned around and walked away with the soldiers of the Earth Alliance.

The magnificent line-up of soldiers escorting him brought a series of admiring glances from the media personnel.

'Cale, where are you? I can't play this Alliance Head role as well as you do. Don't take too long my friend...' Trevor suddenly thought of his mysterious best friend who was now absent for several months. 

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A devilishly handsome young man with long silver hair was sitting on his luxurious sofa with his eyes closed in p_l_e_a_s_u_r_e as a lithe woman wearing a translucent veil massaged his sore back. 

"Achoo!" Cale rubbed his nose with his hands after sneezing unexpectedly. 

"I might catch a cold, but is that even possible?" Cale murmured to himself as he enjoyed Aurora's gentle massage.