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Merlin was so angry that his face turned red. He raised his middle finger fiercely at the Lord of Flesh and Blood and cursed: "You old pervert, you are so disgusting! Kill me directly if you have the guts!"

There were flames of anger burning in his eyes, and he wished he could cut this hateful Lord of Flesh and Blood into pieces.

Arthur gritted his teeth and slowly stood up.

He looked solemn as he gently stroked the divine weapon Xiguang in his hand. The sword flashed with a cold light, as if responding to its master's will to fight.

Then, he raised the Xiguang Sword high and pointed it directly at the Lord of Flesh and Blood. His eyes were full of determination and perseverance, as if declaring to the Lord of Flesh and Blood his determination not to surrender.

Merlin opened the domain again, and in an instant, light flashed in the domain and the power of rules surged.

The magic power restoration potions in his space ring disappeared instantly, and a large amount of magic power, like a surging tide, flowed into his and Arthur's bodies continuously along the power of the domain's rules.

When it comes to quickly replenishing magic power, the field of "equivalent exchange" is indeed surprisingly useful. In the blink of an eye, the magic power that the two had originally depleted was greatly replenished, reserving sufficient strength for the next battle.

Merlin was extremely anxious. While running at full speed to distance himself from the Lord of Flesh and Blood, he turned to Arthur and asked anxiously, "Do you have any other cards?"

Arthur looked helpless and replied with a wry smile: "No more. I've used all the means I could. What about you?"

Merlin gritted his teeth and suggested, "Why don't we run! This guy is just a random flesh and blood clone. We fought hard to get rid of him. If we stay here, we will both die."

Arthur was silent for a moment, then looked back with a determined gaze and said slowly, "Behind me is my country..."

Merlin interrupted Arthur before he could finish. "Even if the sky falls, there are still tall people to hold it up. Who are we? We've been holding off for this long, which is already quite good. If we rush forward now, we'll just die. Don't die so foolishly!"

After saying that, Merlin no longer hesitated. He reached out and pulled Arthur up, then turned and ran away.

This scene made the Lord of Flesh and Blood, who originally had a playful look on his face, stunned for a moment. The smile on his face froze, and was replaced by endless anger.

It never imagined that the two "toys" it had set its eyes on would dare to run away instead of fighting for it and putting on an interesting show.

In its view, such cowardly behavior must not be tolerated!

What the Lord of Flesh and Blood hates most is the guy who runs away. With a wave of his hand, all the flesh and blood clones that he had just created were instantly broken up and turned into pools of blood.

Then, it rushed out like a blood-red lightning, chasing after Merlin and Arthur.

Merlin and Arthur felt the huge and terrifying pressure behind them and immediately opened their domain without hesitation.

However, in the blink of an eye, their domain shattered like fragile glass.

The Lord of Flesh and Blood's angry pressure was like an invisible sharp blade, directly tearing apart the two people's territory.

Arthur and Merlin felt a sharp pain in their heads, as if countless needles were pricking them at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, they saw a blood-red figure appear before their eyes.

The Lord of Flesh and Blood stretched out his hands, grabbed Merlin and Arthur by the neck like chickens, and lifted them up.

It roared angrily and asked the two: "Why are you running away!"

The sound was like rolling thunder, making the two men's ears buzz.

Merlin and Arthur felt as if their necks were clamped in iron pliers and could be crushed at any time.

Arthur endured the severe pain and slashed the Lord of Flesh and Blood's arm with the light of dawn.

There was only a "clang" sound, but the sword was not cut off. Only a tiny wound was made on the arm of the Lord of Flesh and Blood.

Golden blood gushed out from the wound, but instantly returned to normal.

Merlin grabbed the Lord of Flesh and Blood's arms with both hands, trying to break free.

The arm looked as delicate as a girl's, but now it was like a pair of pliers. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bend it.

"Damn it, my head will explode if I keep going like this!" Merlin thought desperately, his brain working rapidly, trying to find a way to escape.

The Lord of Flesh and Blood slowly leaned over to the two of them, a twisted and cruel smile on his face. He said in a creepy voice, "Hmph, I'm going to crush both of your heads. But don't worry, you two are excellent toys. I will resurrect you... and make you my eternal playthings in endless pain."

As it spoke, it increased the strength in its hands a little more.

The constant feeling of suffocation surged towards Merlin and Arthur like a tide. Their faces flushed red, their eyes rolled back in pain, and their consciousness gradually became chaotic, as if they had fallen into an endless abyss of darkness.

Their hands gradually lost strength and fell down helplessly.

The Lord of Flesh and Blood looked at the two people who were gradually losing consciousness, and suddenly felt bored.

A feeling of emptiness and boredom quickly spread in his heart, instantly dissipating his original excitement.

Then, it was about to crush the two men's necks to end this boring "game".

At this critical moment, Arthur and Merlin, who seemed to have lost consciousness, suddenly looked up with a strong light in their eyes.

The two men threw punches at the same time, with a desperate momentum, and hit the Lord of Flesh and Blood hard in the face.

There was a dull thud, and the Lord of Flesh and Blood was hit by two punches containing terrifying power. He was like a boulder hit by a cannonball, and he flew backwards.

Its face was instantly distorted, and golden blood spurted out from the corners of its mouth and nose, drawing strange arcs in the air.

Its feet rubbed frantically on the ground, dragging out deep trenches more than ten meters long, raising dust wherever it passed.

The Lord of Flesh and Blood raised his head and felt his head spinning, as if countless bells were ringing wildly in his ears.

The dizzy and shaking feeling made it almost impossible to concentrate. Its pupils were a little dilated and its vision became blurred.

It shook its body violently, trying to wake itself up, then slowly looked in the direction of Arthur and Merlin, with an expression of disbelief in its eyes, as if it had never expected that these two "toys" whose heads were about to be crushed by it could burst out with such a powerful counterattack force.

Arthur's eyes were emotionless at the moment, like two bottomless cold pools, staring quietly at the Lord of Flesh and Blood. He then shifted his gaze to Merlin beside him and slowly said, "I didn't expect to see two old friends at once."

The voice was as calm as still water, yet it held a subtle and elusive meaning.