In the Name of Empress

Chapter 728 404: Fortunately Unconscious (Part 3)

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"Did you manage to dodge?"

Roland, hiding behind a black rock, asked softly, still shaken. He dared not stick his head out, afraid of being discovered by the pursuers.

"No, they're coming," Sofia replied, her tone calm with a hint of eagerness.

"What's going on?" Roland asked with a frown.

With only the two of them, he had no issues. It was obviously Sofia who had a problem.

"I waved them over and pointed the direction," she said.

Roland: "..."

What can I say?

He could only sigh, gritting his teeth as he grabbed his Scepter and stood up.

"Roland, go!" Sofia was filled with excitement.

Roland stared at the approaching enemies, feeling a tinge of cold fear as he sensed the terrifying aura pervading from them.

Years of battle had honed his instincts to a frightening degree; he could clearly perceive these were formidable opponents.

He stepped back, intending to retreat behind Sofia to cheer, only to collide hard into Sofia's tall form.

The soft sensation chilled his back.

He had accidentally bumped into Sofia in his hasty retreat. Would she be angry?

Of course, Sofia wasn't angry. Roland had only retreated carelessly, and the impact wasn't strong, causing her zero harm.

She placed her right hand on Roland's shoulder, her voice accompanied by a surge of warmth.

"I'll lend you some of my power, enough to match him, but you'll have to figure out the combat techniques on your own."

Of course, Sofia could take action herself, but such a good sparring partner was perfect for Roland to practice on.

She forcibly buffed Roland to equal strength with the pursuers, allowing him to hone his skills.

She didn't expect Roland to kill the pursuer, just to win.

Killing with equal strength was extremely difficult unless one's skills were overwhelmingly superior, creating an advantage gap.

The Power of Destruction and the Power of Rebirth clashed with the Divine Energy in Roland's body, nearly tearing his soul apart.

This soul-deep pain was indescribable; at that moment, Roland even felt that death would be a relief.

He let out a scream, almost fainting, but fortunately, he managed to punch himself before blacking out to steady his spirit.

Roland launched a ferocious assault like a storm.

The old lady was, after all, a pure soul and must have been displeased when he accidentally "brushed" against her.

But the old lady was also a battle maniac.

As long as he achieved a glorious battle record, her focus would be diverted, and she'd forget the previous collision.

Charge, kill, don't stop!

Roland employed all he had learned throughout his life; his onslaught surged like a torrential flood, not giving the enemy a breather.

Neither the enemy nor himself could stop!

The pursuing Netherworld Wanderer looked at Roland in astonishment, his expression turning from shock to anger.

Is he crazy? Does he really want mutual destruction?

Human, I can revive, but can you?

The Netherworld Wanderer aggressively shifted to a life-for-life mode, completely forgoing defense, and charged fiercely.

Just as he attacked, the Power of Destruction borrowed by Roland struck his unprotected head through the Scepter.

Holy Light broke his defenses, Destruction blasted him, Rebirth transcended him.

The three powers erupted one after another, in perfect synergy.

Roland knew these powers were borrowed and never thought of merging them.

Wishing to merge Sofia's powers with his was pure fantasy given his strength.

Pragmatic to the core, he skillfully manipulated the three powers to attack successively, completing defense-breaking, assault, killing, and transcendence in extreme time.

Netherworld Grand General, dead.

Roland looked back, a hint of pride in his eyes.

It was the first time he saw Sofia's eyes showing approval of the battle's progression.

I won!

Roland's vision went black, and he fell forward.

He did not notice Sofia instinctively catching him, their bodies touching without obstruction.

Lucky that he passed out; otherwise, this scene would have scared him unconscious on the spot.

Holding Roland, Sofia was slightly flustered, abruptly realizing their close proximity.

With a gentle tremble of her slender hand, Roland was flung outward.

Seeing Roland completely unconscious, head plummeting downward, Sofia realized he was out cold and quickly bent down to catch him again.

"Good thing you're asleep, or I'd have to knock you out myself, troublesome."