Ginue roared, and his golden aura condensed into a fist, smashing hard into the silver net.
With a loud "bang", the silver net vibrated violently, but did not break. Instead, the rebound force made his arm numb.
"Interesting."
Hastur flapped his bone wings to avoid the fire whip swung by the red-robed soul girl. Bone spurs popped out from his bone wings and he dived down.
The red-robed Soul Princess sneered, retracted her whip, and the flames surged, forming a wall of fire in front of her, forcing Hastur back.
The Soul Princess in White Skirt took the opportunity to tighten the silver net, and the silk thread became tighter and tighter. The breath of Ginue and Hastur began to become disordered - the disadvantages of the temporary breakthrough appeared, and the signs of unstable origin became more and more obvious.
"Hold on!" Ginue growled at Hastur, forcibly burning energy, and the golden flame expanded again, trying to push open the silver net.
Hastur understood, and his bone wings closed, turning into black blades, and he attacked together with Ginue.
Cracks finally appeared in the silver net, but at this moment, the red-robed soul girl's fire whip wrapped around Hastur's bone wings like a poisonous snake.
The netherworld fire spread along his wing bones, and the severe burning pain made him scream, and his breath dropped instantly.
"Hasta!" Ginue was distracted to rescue him, and the silver net took the opportunity to tighten, tightly wrapping around his body. The silver threads cut into his skin, and blood flowed.
The old emperor in front of the surveillance camera watched this scene, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "The temporary fireworks will go out quickly."
He ordered his adjutant, "Notify the weapons department and prepare to recharge. In five minutes, I want the core area completely wiped out!"
"Burn!"
Ginue and Hastur roared at the same time, and the black flames around them suddenly turned scarlet. Their skin curled up like burning paper. They had actually ignited their own life source with secret techniques.
The power gained from burning one's life was extremely violent, instantly breaking through the shackles of the galaxy level, and even the space was burned with charred marks.
"Not good!" The face of the Soul Princess in white dress changed suddenly. She hurriedly controlled the silver net to tighten, but was pierced by Ginyu's finger.
The scarlet flames came with the wind from her fingers. She hastily condensed the silk threads to defend herself, and there was a muffled "bang" sound.
The whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hit the rock wall and spit out a mouthful of blood.
As soon as the red-robed soul girl's fire whip wrapped around Hastur's bone wings, the other party grabbed the tip of the whip with his backhand.
A gleam of destruction flashed in Hastur's eyes, and his bone wings suddenly closed together, breaking the fire whip, and at the same time he punched her in the lower abdomen.
The red-robed Soul Princess groaned and flew backwards, hitting the Royal Guards' floating shield, which shattered instantly.
"Ginue, hurry!" Hastur covered his burning chest, his voice hoarse, "We can't hold out for ten breaths!"
Ginue no longer wanted to fight, and with a flash of scarlet figure, he rushed to the suspended container.
He stretched out his hand to grab the plane core that was trembling in the energy liquid. The moment his fingertips were about to touch it, two figures blocked his way again - the white-dressed soul girl gritted her teeth and controlled the silver threads to weave the last barrier in front of the core.
The red-robed Soul Princess burned her own soul power, and the fire whip turned into a fire dragon, roaring and rushing forward.
"Get out of here!" Ginue roared, and slammed his burning fist into the silver barrier.
This time, the silver thread broke into pieces, and his arm was burned to the point where the bones were exposed, but he didn't care. His other hand forcibly penetrated the energy liquid and tightly grasped the core of the plane!
"Got it! Let's go!"
Hastur endured the severe pain, flapped his bone wings, picked up Ginue, broke through the gap, and rushed out of the core area.
Behind the two men, the scarlet flames were rapidly dimming, and the burning of the source of life was nearing its end, leaving behind tracks like two extinguishing meteors.
The White-Dressed Soul Princess looked in the direction they disappeared and coughed up a mouthful of blood foam: "I can't catch up..."
The red-robed Soul Princess stood up, holding onto the rock wall. A serious look flashed in her eyes. "They won't be able to hold on for long, but the core cannot be lost."
The two Soul Princesses chased after them directly.
The old emperor in front of the surveillance camera watched the scarlet figure disappear with the core in hand. He trembled violently and suddenly grabbed the energy bottle on the table and smashed it to the ground: "Waste! A bunch of waste!"
Hastur and Ginue staggered and flew in the corridor, black blood continuously flowing from the corners of their mouths, and their scarlet aura had dimmed like a candle.
The power gained by burning their lives was rapidly dissipating, and every flap of their bone wings was accompanied by severe pain like broken bones, but their hands holding the core of the plane refused to let go.
"Faster...faster..." Ginue's voice was as hoarse as a broken gong, his eyes fixed on the exit in front of him, which was the only hope of escaping from the core of the matrix.
On the outskirts of the core area, Martin's flagship was breaking through the last energy barrier. The three golden behemoths suddenly stopped and their golden vertical pupils suddenly shrank.
They could clearly sense that two familiar galaxy-level auras were approaching rapidly, but the auras were chaotic and mixed with a strong sense of blood and destruction.
"Your Majesty, two galaxy-level forces are approaching... from the core area exit."
The leading golden behemoth reported in a deep voice that the giant sword was ready to go, with golden energy flowing on the blade.
Martin stood on the bridge, his brow furrowed slightly at the words. These two auras were definitely not friendly forces, but they also didn't resemble the forces of the Sky-Inlaid Storm Troops or the Soul Princess—more like... a dying candle on the verge of collapse.
"Stay alert and don't attack proactively." He ordered, looking through the porthole towards the exit of the core area.
No matter who comes, it will not be easy for them to rush out from the core area at this time.
The three golden behemoths nodded and formed a triangle to block the front of the flagship. The golden flames around them rose up, illuminating the entire void with a brilliant light.
They could feel that the two auras were getting closer and closer, and could even hear each other's rapid breathing and the strange sound of bones rubbing against each other.
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