Seer: I, Miris, have no obstacles in my evolution

Chapter 987 Disbord

These giant vine warriors weren't particularly strong, and even with their tenacious vitality, they were eliminated by Bradman after a short fight.

But then, the real troublesome aspect of the giant vine warrior gradually became apparent.

If the giant vine warrior falls, the curse will spread, and more giant vine warriors will rise from the depths of this jungle…

Only after confirming that the intruders have left the woodland will the giant vine warrior transform back into a giant vine in the forest, lying on the ground and falling into slumber.

In short, unless you cross the forest quickly or burn it down, you can forget about getting through.

However, this minor problem was a hassle for Bradman, but a piece of cake for Miris.

"Light Dragon, appear!"

With a wave of his hand, Miris's energy-infused Light Dragon body instantly expanded to tens of meters, attacking like a divine beast, spewing flames from its mouth, and swiftly reaping the lives of the giant vine warriors like a grim reaper.

The Light Dragon and Miris are of one mind and heart. The Light Dragon can naturally also use the fire elemental power that Miris wields.

The divine dragon of light shone brightly, spewing forth blazing flames from its mouth. Giant vine warriors fell, and the destruction of the forest was imprisoned.

After the Light Dragon wiped out a large number of Giant Vine Warriors, Miris and Bradman continued towards the Purgatory Prison.

Just then, a gentle breeze swept by, and the figure of Wind Child Lan was seen from another corner of the forest.

[Is that the guy from back then? He's the one who wiped out all those giant vine warriors. It seems the aura I sensed back then wasn't just a figment of my imagination.]

[I don't know if he's friend or foe. Nunn should be nearby. Should I tell them?]

Wind Child Lan was lost in thought and fell silent. Bradman broke the silence with a timely remark:

"This powerful aura of wind... could you be the son of Isis, the guardian goddess of the Bree Galaxy—the Wind Child, Lan?"

Although Wind Child Lan has mastered the power of the four elements of earth, water, fire and wind, due to his mother, the wind element power within him is always stronger, which can be felt even without deliberate release.

"It's down."

"you are?"

“I am Bradman, a subordinate of Nunn, the guardian deity of the Charlie Galaxy.”

"It seems you've already mastered the power of this sword."

Bradman recognized the Wind Child, Lan, for the second reason: the azure sword in his hand. That sword was actually called the Holy Sword, and it was Isis's former weapon.

It seems he's not an enemy.

"I see. Could you take me to see where Nuen, the guardian god of the Charlie Galaxy, is? I feel like he's nearby."

"Wind Child Lan asked earnestly."

“Since you are the Child of Wind, then I will not hide it. Lord Nuen should be imprisoned underground further ahead…”

"What? A guardian of this generation has come to such an end?"

Wind Child Lan was incredulous.

"You don't understand the situation of the Charlie Galaxy and Lord Nuen, that's why you think that way."

"Stop talking about these useless things, the important thing is to find Nunn, whom you all need to find."

Miris successfully interrupted the two's impending endless argument, and the group continued toward the Purgatory Prison.

Miris sensed that the aura of Hunyuan Tianzun was getting closer and closer. He needed to fulfill his agreement with Bradman as soon as possible so that he could go and find Hunyuan Tianzun.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable may leave at any time; opportunities don't wait for anyone.

"Oh ho, look who has come to visit you. But it doesn't seem to be the Enlightened Primordial Spirit. On the contrary, there is someone among them who is much stronger than all of us combined."

"They dismantled the outer guards so easily. I wonder if they're friend or foe. If they're on your side, then it seems there will be unexpected upheavals later on. Things are about to get interesting."

Inside the Purgatory prison, Disbord noticed Miris and the others approaching, and a smirk flashed across his face.

"It's Bradman, probably the accomplice he hired. You'd better leave quickly."

"The Source of Vastness, Nunn, asked tentatively."

In truth, he wasn't entirely sure either. He was only stating the possibility he most wanted to see, without any concrete evidence to back it up.

All he could sense was Bradman's presence; he had no idea how Bradman and the newcomer had arrived.

The worst-case scenario is that a new entity kidnaps Bradman and forces him to hand over the Holy Grail.

"The outcome is still pending. I want to see who has the guts to come here when the guardians of this galaxy have all fallen."

Disbold remained calm.

Almost the instant the words fell, three figures broke through the wall and rushed straight into the Purgatory Prison.

"What's there to fear from the mere Killing Order Shinra, three trash squads!"

The newcomers were naturally Bradman, Miris, and Wind Child Lan. Miris walked in the center, speaking with an air of superiority.

"Lord Nun!!"

"Damn it! What have you done to Lord Nuen? Unforgivable!"

As soon as Bradman entered, he saw the dying Source of the Vastness, Nunn, and the dashing Disbord standing to the side.

Anger immediately took over his mind, and he naturally assumed that Disbord was torturing Nunn, the Source of the Vastness, and launched an attack.

"Holy Will Demon-Slaying Technique!"

Bradman formed hand seals, and the golden spell ring in front of him shone brightly. The mysterious power within his body gathered within it, transforming into a purple energy ball with continuous internal shockwaves, which he then blasted towards Disbord.

"Star Deduction!"

Disberd quickly waved his hand, gathering the mysterious power within his body. The metal spheres floating beside him immediately shone brightly, arranged like stars.

The star collided with the purple energy sphere, which exploded instantly. The shockwaves contained within continuously washed over the star before dissipating simultaneously after a violent fluctuation.

Bradman showed no sign of stopping, and the next wave of attacks quickly followed.

"Secret Shadow Combo!"

Bradman's hands danced within the spell ring once more, and a powerful, mysterious force suddenly erupted.

The next moment, the mysterious power transformed into countless dark phantoms, like an endless mountain range, one after another bombarding Disberd.

Disberd remained calm and composed, as ancient and mysterious powers converged into the metal spheres, continuously unleashing "Ethereal Strike" to shatter the charging phantoms.

Then, the golden sphere quickly changed its tactics, transforming into tiny stars that arranged themselves in an extremely mysterious manner. Energy connected the stars, forming a complex ancient mark.

"The Mark of Desolation!"

The ancient mark emitted a black light and crashed down on Bradman with tremendous force. Bradman felt as if he were being targeted by a prehistoric beast, and he stood frozen in place, cold sweat pouring down his face.

At the critical moment, Miris slightly raised her left hand, and a wall of water suddenly rose up, blocking the fatal blow for Bradman.