"Who exactly are you?" Gustta was both shocked and furious, but no one answered him. Dorshan and Bilameng merely sneered as they gradually closed in.
Bilameng had not cultivated the Soul Fusion Technique to the Main God Tier, so he was somewhat easier for Gustta to handle. But five heads emerged from Dorshan's body, each carrying the oppressive aura of a Main God Tier energy.
"Sacrifice your life to my master." Dorshan launched the first attack. Void energy wrapped around his right arm, instantly carrying him behind Gustta. His left fist shot out; what had originally been a fist had turned into the head of an unknown divine beast, incomparably hard, with three sharp spikes on its forehead like blades, all infused with Dark Moon energy.
Gustta was a Main God Tier powerhouse, and his flames were already terrifying. Yet they could not harm Dorshan at all. The Dark Moon energy on Dorshan's fist, however, made Gustta unwilling to block it with his Main God Tier armor, forcing him to dodge quickly.
Bilameng had been waiting for precisely this opportunity. He abruptly rushed to Gustta's side and struck with both arms, trailing white ripples.
Unable to evade in time, Gustta could only withstand the blow with his armor. But upon touching the white ripples, the armor was rapidly covered in fine cracks, and Gustta's body suffered severe damage as well.
"Netherflame: Bone Rot!"
Gustta spat blood and roared. A cluster of crystalline purple flames, liquid-like in appearance, spewed from his mouth.
Bilameng could not dodge in time. An ornament at his waist suddenly flew up and transformed into a golden shield in front of him, but the shield was quickly melted away completely.
"Get back. That's Bone Rot Flame; don't take it head-on." Greed flashed in Malthus's eyes. As Bilameng