"Urgh!!"
On the Mulpus battlefield, a battered black shadow was forcibly squeezed out of Miles's body.
Before the shadow could even stabilize its form, eight Steel Knight Lances flashing with cold light materialized from thin air and pinned it firmly in midair with irresistible force!
The lances spun and churned at high speed, shredding the black shadow into countless pitch-black fragments in an instant.
"Getting ready to run, Farouk?"
Miles's voice echoed through the surroundings, mocking the Shadow King's miserable state.
The Shadow King's figure flickered indistinctly. He stared fixedly at Miles, but the greed and arrogance in his eyes had vanished, replaced by terror and disbelief.
He knew he had no chance of winning.
Legion's personalities resided within Miles's mind. Once Miles unleashed Legion without restraint, he could never possibly be a match for him!
"Now I finally understand why Proteus failed..."
The Shadow King's form condensed again in the distance. He cast a deep look at Miles and the Iron Legion behind him, standing in formation and radiating icy killing intent.
The next second, he turned and fled without hesitation!
With his decision, the entire Mulpus Astral Plane began to tremble violently. As an extension of the Shadow King's psychic realm, everything here was rapidly coming apart. Majestic black towers crumbled inch by inch, turning into roiling storm clouds; enormous floating islands twisted and folded within the thick mist as energy frantically contracted toward the Shadow King.
Just as Miles had said, the Shadow King was preparing to leave with Mulpus.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Miles's voice rang out again, cold and mocking.
High in the sky, three Leviathan Warships, each as enormous as a mountain range, slowly turned their sinister main cannons. Three deadly targeting reticles instantly locked onto the fleeing Shadow King.
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