So he decided to start with Harold.
As long as we get rid of him and that stupid big dragon, the remaining guy shouldn't be able to do anything.
Of course, if possible, he still hoped to let the guy riding the orange dragon go.
Because through the racial talents of the Mind Flayer clan, he sensed an unusually powerful mental fluctuation in Aditya.
If his body could be used as material to hatch a mind flayer, the upper limit of the strength of the born mind flayer might be very astonishing.
"But then again, why has the mother's condition become so strange recently? Ever since Number One died, it seems to have been searching for something."
When the psychic commander thought of this, he suddenly remembered the strange behavior of the Matrix recently.
Number One is the psychic commander who was killed before.
Because he is deeply loved by the mother body and has great strength, he won the title of number one.
As for himself, due to the characteristics of his melee profession, he did not receive much favor from the mother body.
In addition, the mind flayer race has limited bonus to physical strength, and its strength is not very strong among all the psychic commanders, so it can only be ranked tenth.
But even though he was the tenth, he still had a name bestowed by the Matrix herself—
Number 10!
At the level of psychic commanders, only powerful beings ranked in the top ten can be given names and have a relatively independent status.
With the help of his own speed and mental power, No. 10 quickly flew above Harold's head.
He raised the long sword in his hand, pointed it at Harold on the crescent platform, took a deep breath, and slashed it with all his strength!
This sword seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force as it slashed towards Harold fiercely, just like a powerful blow to split Mount Hua.
Seeing this, Harold did not dare to delay at all. He quickly raised the two-handed axe in his hand, ready to meet the attack.
However, just as the two sides were about to collide, when Number 10's double swords chopped down, his left hand suddenly changed the direction of attack, and attacked Harold's right arm like a snake.
This change of tactics was like a stroke of genius, completely unexpected to Harold.
He originally thought that No. 10 would attack him head-on with all his strength, but he didn't expect the other party to be so cunning and have a trick up his sleeve.
At this moment, the powerful advantages of two-handed weapons began to be fully demonstrated.
The two long swords in Number Ten's hands were like a pair of twin brothers, working closely together and in perfect harmony.
His left-handed sword hurtled toward Harold's right arm.
His right-hand sword still maintained the heroic momentum of splitting Mount Hua, and continued to slash at Harold with unparalleled strength and power.
At this point, if Harold did not change his defense, his right arm would be hit directly.
But if that changes, his head will be in danger.
If the right arm is hit, it may cause injury or even loss of combat effectiveness.
However, changing your defense style also means exposing your weaknesses, giving the other party an opportunity to exploit.
Only at this time did he truly believe what Krober said, that the Mind Flayer clan was by no means weak.
The speed of No. 10's sword was astonishingly fast, like lightning cutting through the air.
For Harold, who mainly relies on strength and defense and is not good at speed, he has no time to think of a response strategy.
Faced with this sudden attack, Harold could only rely on his intuition developed from years of fighting to react.
In that instant, Harold realized he couldn't adjust his defensive stance or use magic in time to block the blow.
However, even though he has now become a powerful magical life form, the instinct to protect the head is still deeply rooted in the depths of human subconsciousness.
So, at the critical moment, Harold made a decision without hesitation - to sacrifice his right hand to protect his head.
This decision was not a well-thought-out one, but an instinctive reaction.
At the critical moment of life and death, Harold's body automatically took the most direct and effective action, putting his own life safety first.
With a dull thud, No. 10's sword slashed fiercely on Harold's right hand, but Harold's physical fitness was very strong, and the sword did not cut off Harold's right hand.
"No idea? Then it's my turn!"
Harold had a grim smile on his face, and the severe pain from his right hand brought his fighting spirit to a peak.
The jewel equipment on his body emitted a dazzling light under the guidance of his mental power.
A green light flashed, and the injury on Harold's right hand healed instantly.
This recovery does not mean returning to the original state.
The sword was still stuck in Harold's right wrist joint.
The life force of the emerald gem only made his limbs grow out. If there were any foreign objects in it, they would naturally be wrapped up inside.
"Um??"
Number 10 exerted force and subconsciously tried to pull the sword out of Harold's right wrist.
But after Harold's body was strengthened by the gem equipment, his strength was also greatly improved.
Number 10 was shocked, realizing that he had underestimated Harold's strength.
However, he did not panic. Instead, he gave up the weapon and turned his left wrist. A brand new magic sword reappeared in his hand.
He quickly adjusted his tactics, using his flexible body and agile movements to try to find Harold's weaknesses.
Harold, with his powerful strength and tenacious defense, engaged in a fierce battle with No. 10.
The two sides fought back and forth, neither giving in, and fought back and forth on the crescent platform of the bronze dragon.
It was said to be a back and forth, but in reality it was Harold attacking and Number 10 dodging.
After all, Harold is not fast. Even with the bonus of royal sapphire equipment, he cannot compare with No. 10, who relies mainly on agility and speed.
However, Harold was experienced in combat and naturally knew his own weaknesses. He also knew how to deal with enemies who relied on their own speed to fight against him.
"Come on, little mouse, let your Grandpa Harold love you well!"
At this moment, Harold was chasing Number 10 and had already left the Crescent Terrace area of the Orichalcum Dragon. He was fighting in the middle of the Orichalcum Dragon's body.
As a magical life form, the Orichalcum Dragon can naturally control every part of its body.
Almost every step No. 10 took, he would be stopped by claws made of magic or something else.
If it weren't for his good agility, he would have been caught long ago.
But as the saying goes, if you don't keep going, you will miss it.
(I know it's a long-term competition, same idea.)
He wasn't paying attention and was grabbed by the wrist by the Mountain Bronze Dragon.
Harold seized the opportunity and chopped Number Ten in half with one axe.
Before Number 10 died, he had already passed the information about Harold to the Matrix through the collective consciousness.
"Target: Harold, Lord of Copper, Orichalcum Dragon Knight, Lord of the Orichalcum Kingdom, one of the eight human kingdoms, strength... Early Legendary."
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