Chapter 616 Probe

The morning sunlight shone on the vast plain. There was no mobilization. Blaine shouted only to breathe.

Everyone knew today was the decisive battle. They were well prepared. The entire world was watching the place.

Gerald was the one leading the pack. The moment Gerald jumped up, the Purple Elite Ghost floating in the sky stared at him and let out a puzzled scream.

If one paid attention, one would replace that endless excitement flashed in his eyes.

He was poised to make a move. But then his expression suddenly became serious as he looked into the distance.

An old man was standing there with a saber. On both sides of him, a lot of Watchmen were dashing past the man..

The old man's gaze was fixed on the Purple Elite Ghost, who fell silent.

Meanwhile, Gerald started fighting with the Gold Elite Ghosts.

They seemed to know Gerald. Six Gold Elite ghosts surrounded Gerald. Their only target was Gerald.

Gerald was the only man who posed a threat to their lives. As long as they killed Gerald, they would win the battle.

They knew Gerald's existence. So when Gerald's aura enveloped the six Gold Elite Ghosts, the latter quickly surrounded Gerald.

More than 20 thousand Blue Elite Ghosts spread out on both sides in a fixed formation. Every ten Blue Elite Ghosts formed a small group with a strength comparable to that of the super expert. This was a joint attack formation.

Gerald, who was at the front, gasped when he saw it.

In terms of combat skills and civilization advancement, Elite Ghosts were superior to the Watchmen, who were like primitive people in comparison.

Ten Elite Ghosts were equivalent to a super expert. This meant there would be two thousand super experts.

Watchmen were too ordinary to stand a chance in front of these Elite Ghosts.

However, in a full-blown war like this, there was no time for self-doubt. Gerald had to get rid of the six Gold Elite Ghosts as soon as possible and then break into these formations. "Cross Slash."

He shouted, bursting out a formidable aura. The shadowy figure appeared in the air and dissipated in a few seconds. The six Gold Elite Ghosts changed their formation, with one at the front. Their energy converged. The leading Gold Elite Ghost, in particular, emitted strong energy and rushed to Gerald with a red light sword in his hand.

Boom.

The two red lightswords collided, sending out terrifying energy and affecting the surrounding Elite Ghosts and the fighters who rushed over. They retreated. Some Blue Elite Ghosts disappeared in the collision, while some Watchmen running too fast were vomiting blood from the shock.

"Everyone, get away from Gerald and the Elite Ghosts," Charles shouted. He was leading the super experts to fight the Red Elite Ghosts.

The Purple Elite Ghost in the sky let out a roar. The blue and red ones quickly distanced themselves from Gerald, replaceing it unable to participate in the battle here.

In the deafening battle cries, Gerald made a move and withstood the attacks of six Gold Elite Ghosts.

This first strike was a test.

Gerald did not use his full strength, nor did he use Death Storm. He was testing the strength of the six Gold Elite Ghosts. He also wanted to see how strong he was now.

With the previous strike, Gerald knew that even if he faced six Gold Elite Ghosts, he was on par with them.

However, he didn't have an edge. Otherwise, he might have tried to stab the Purple Elite Ghost in the sky.

This meant that Blaine's saber would be gone.

Gerald had many thoughts flashing through his mind. He was desperate and helpless.

"Die."

As he got furious, there was a sudden surge in his strength.

"Valery Chopping."

He roared, holding two lightswords in his hands. His attacks landed on the Elite Ghosts as he moved quickly through them.

All the cameras were on Gerald no matter where he fought. But when Gerald had a surge in energy, he was so quick that the cameras couldn't capture him. Everyone only saw a trace of Gerald's figure.

The six Gold Elite Ghosts were moving as a whole. Gerald's attack was very fast, but he was unable to penetrate their defense. The Elite Ghosts were blocking the attack.

Terrifying Vital Energy was flowing in the air. The clanking sound echoed in Gerald's ears.

Mila's live broadcast continued. Even Mila took the risk of rushing into the battlefield to shoot Gerald's fight with the Elite Ghosts. But he was too fast to be seen.

In the Night Watch Base in Sacramento.

Mason had his heart in his throat.

This was the first time they had seen Gerald fight with the Elite Ghosts. They didn't know much about Elite Ghosts. They only knew that the Gold Elite Ghosts were very powerful. A single one could destroy a city.

But their children were currently fighting with these monsters.

Yazmin covered her eyes. She did not dare to watch the fight.

They could only hear roars and screams as the fight unfolded.

The battle, which involved hundreds of thousands of people, was tragic.

After the battle started, the Watchmen died one after another. Blue Elite Ghosts created a lot of trouble for them.

The battlefield was huge, covering the entire plain. A woman and a man were at the top of a building on the plain. This place was originally a paper-making factory, with a boiler on it. This was the highest point in the plain. Claude was on top of it with a solemn expression.

A trace of helplessness could be spotted. Just as Zackary and Blaine had said, the battle was too big. His sniper rifle didn't work well in huge collisions. He was lying on the top, far from the Red Elite Ghosts. The range of the sniper rifle was limited.

"What should we do?" Kristen was with Claude. Seeing that Claude had not been fired for a long time, Kristen got worried.

Claude had thought that he would be of great help. He could kill the Red Elite Ghosts, but he couldn't chip in at all.

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