“Roaaarr!” 

Saint Commander Omri shouted with an enraged look on his face. He coldly gazed at Saint Commander Faramis as if he could not wait to slash him into items. 

His physique was beginning to really feel numb from the continual assaults of the three Saint-Class stage specialists. He may be sporting his bionic armor, however it couldn’t reduce the shock his inside organs would obtain from the three specialists’ highly effective assaults. 

“Omri, cease your struggles! You might be serving the fallacious lord and he doesn’t deserve your loyalty and repair! Give up and I can plead the Alliance Head to spare your life!” Saint Commander Faramis shouted after a second of consideration.

Saint Commander Faramis knew Omri too properly after preventing with him for a few years. Saint Commander Omri may be hot-tempered and idiotic, however he by no means did something underhanded throughout their confrontations earlier than. After greater than a decade of preventing towards him, Saint Commander Faramis started to admire his previous rival. He thought that the person didn’t need to die this fashion, so why not simply imprison him contained in the tightly guarded headquarters of the Earth Alliance? 

“Outdated bastard Faramis, do not waste your breath! that I’ll by no means betray the Demon Immortal Azazel! Apart from… You… You stole Ayesha from me!” Saint Commander Omri glared at Saint Commander Faramis along with his palms tightly clutching his two-handed sword.

When Saint Commander Faramis heard the title, his face froze and contorted with a glance of regret. 

Seeing his look, Saint Commander Omri frowned and felt a way of foreboding.

“What occurred to her?!” He requested with a raging look.

Outdated man Bu and Vishnu hovered beside Saint Commander Faramis whereas trying cautiously at Saint Commander Omri who was shifting slowly in the direction of them. When the 2 males have been about to assault, a robust hand grabbed their shoulders firmly, making them pause their actions. They rotated and noticed Saint Commander Faramis shaking his head with a small sigh escaping his breath. They have been each confused, however they determined to belief him. 

Saint Commander Faramis stared at his previous rival with a glance of nostalgia, however it was quickly changed with remorse.

His altering facial expressions didn’t escape the sights of Saint Commander Omri.

He realized that one thing horrible should have occurred to evoke that type of response from the person he had fought for a few years. He didn’t need to hear it, however he needed to substantiate if his guess was proper. He may be an unintelligent Avran, however after seeing Saint Commander Faramis’ look when he talked about Ayesha’s title earlier, he knew that one thing dangerous should’ve occurred.

Saint Commander Omri hovered three meters away from Saint Commander Faramis whereas Outdated man Bu and Vishnu tactfully backed away to present the 2 males some privateness.

“Ayesha… Is she… Is she lifeless?” Saint Commander Omri requested with a barely shaking voice. 

Saint Commander Faramis’ eyes moistened after listening to the title as soon as once more. He clutched the Z-Metal sword in his proper hand tightly that veins began to protrude from his blue arm. He recalled the gorgeous face of his spouse and her candy voice as she known as him ‘husband’. Candy recollections flashed inside his head, making him unable to regulate his feelings. A roll of tear slid down his left cheek and his eyes turned vacant.

Saint Commander Omri’s physique shook after seeing his rival performing that manner. He additionally knew what Faramis’ silence meant.

Ayesha is already lifeless…

The fearless and daunting Saint Commander Omri misplaced his grip on his two-handed sword and he seemed as if he was struck by lightning. 

She was the rationale why he thirsted for extra energy. He educated his fight expertise and bodily energy to the restrict with a view to make her understand that she selected the fallacious man.

All his blood, sweat, and tears have been for her…

However now he realized that she’s lifeless…

Ache…

Remorse…

Saint Commander Omri grabbed his c_h_e_s_t tightly that his unbreakable bionic armor nearly caved-in. He felt like he was torn… 

‘Ayesha…’

Saint Commander Faramis was not feeling any higher. He noticed all the pieces that occurred on that day. He noticed her caring smile in the direction of him as she was forcefully taken away. He was powerless and he regretted being weak. 

He thought that he would possibly be capable of saver her, however then information got here to his ears that his spouse died after being humiliated. As for the offender…

“Who killed her?! Who killed her?!” Saint Commander Omri clutched Saint Commander Faramis’ collar and requested the latter with a darkish look.

Vishnu was about to make a transfer when Outdated man Bu stopped him whereas shaking his head. Vishnu gritted his tooth, however he determined to not make a transfer. 

Saint Commander Faramis stared again at his previous rival’s eyes with a glance of hatred. “The Demon Immortal Azazel… The emperor of the Demon Area… The lord you serve…”

After listening to the offender’s title, Saint Commander Omri’s coronary heart skip a bit and he unconsciously launched his grip on Faramis’ collar. He took just a few steps again as he clutched his head along with his two palms. 

“Ayesha… No! This cannot be…”

In his rage, Saint Commander Omri took a step ahead and punched Saint Commander Faramis’ face. 

“Bang!” Saint Commander Faramis was thrown just a few meters away however he was in a position to steadiness himself. The punch woke him up from his emotional state. He then stared at Saint Commander Omri and remained silent.

Outdated man Bu and Vishnu remained hovering of their spots regardless of them eager to step ahead, however they knew that Omri’s punch was not meant to kill Faramis. Along with his energy, he might have killed Faramis with that punch.

“Omri, I would like your energy. We might not be capable of kill Azazel, however I am assured that my lord Cale is able to doing that. However Lord Cale cannot face Azazel’s forces alone, we’ve got to be there to carry again Azazel’s generals. Lend us your energy… Omri…” Saint Commander Faramis mentioned.

Saint Commander Omri felt conflicted, however then he recalled the smiling face of a stupendous woman. He clenched his fists tightly and stared on the man who claimed her coronary heart with a small sigh escaping his breath.

“For Ayesha, I’ll provide help to together with your trigger.” 

Saint Commander Faramis smiled weakly as he sheathed his Z-Metal sword.

The 2 commanders then ordered their military to a ceasefire.