Chapter 856: The Scarlet King vs the Ten Swords (III)
Cain had taken care of the man just in time to face the attack from the last two Astral True Gods of the Atrox Immortus Race's True Gods. One was a woman who had transformed into a massive werewolf with bloody fur and lunged toward him with her maws open, while the other was a man who fired a spear-sized arrow carrying the power of wind and sound, making it fast and hard to intercept.
The golden light in Cain's eyes exploded as he pushed the Flow to the peak. With expertise, he managed to grab the arrow without letting it lose momentum, rotating it around his body and redirecting it toward the werewolf True God.
Cain broke the arrow's head, allowing only the shaft to hit, but it was still powerful enough to push back the werewolf True God. Not wasting even a second, Cain turned toward the archer True God, and a massive amount of energy gathered in his palm as he launched a palm strike.
The archer's eyes narrowed as he saw the palm strike, and the next second, an invisible force struck his body, sending him flying away.
Silence reigned for a second as everyone saw how Cain managed to withstand the onslaught of the six Astral True Gods from the Ten Swords and sent them flying away. If that was not enough, it was evident that Cain was restraining himself to avoid causing severe damage.
"Keep fighting. We must demonstrate the might of our race!"
Ishmael could see doubt and hesitation rising in the warriors' souls, so he shouted with all his power, making them understand that their goal was not victory or to kill the young man but to prove that the Atrox Immortus Race had powerful masters.
"Avoid the Sacred Organs, but attack with everything you have. Do not contain yourself!"
Trying to kill an opponent who was avoiding harm was not something the True Gods of the Atrox Immortus Race felt comfortable with, so they were all relieved to see Ishmael's command, and the last shred of hesitation vanished as they returned to the fray.
Cain showed a small smile as he heard the words of the Atrox Immortus Emperor, and his eyes glowed with golden light as he prepared to face the spells and melee attacks coming his way.