This duel is a perfect opportunity.
Watching over a hundred points of Mystic Energy flow in, Gilan could not help muttering to himself.
Even on a battlefield, it would be difficult to find opportunities to corrupt the mystic on such a large scale. No matter how strong those soldiers were overall, they were still within the bounds of ordinary people and could not be converted into Mystic Energy.
No matter how many he killed, it would do Gilan no good.
Yet this "Battle Festival" had gathered numerous powerhouses from the Doro Kingdom, and most of them were mystics.
In Gilan's eyes, they had practically become colorful numbers moving around one by one.
At that moment, Thesel glanced back.
Seeing Gilan cleanly kill the axe-wielding brute, he nodded and said:
"Well done, Gilan."
The two said nothing more, moving through the chaotic battlefield with perfect tacit understanding. If anyone failed to recognize their place and dared block their path or launch a sneak attack, they would immediately face Thesel's forceful counterattack.
As a seasoned Tier 5 Long-Lived One, Thesel possessed extraordinarily rich combat experience. He was a true powerhouse who had fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Whenever he struck, it was a killing blow!
Either he used his face-sized round shield to deflect an opponent's weapon and create an opening, then pierced their throat or heart with his spear. Or he used the spear as a blunt weapon, sweeping or smashing it about to brutally pulp his enemy's head.
Following behind, Gilan watched Thesel's simple, unadorned moves. While astonished, he also secretly admired him.
With Gilan's eyesight, he could easily tell that Thesel had not used his full strength. Yet even so, the power he displayed was immensely oppressive.
If the two were placed