One person: Practicing all magic skills! The old master was stunned!

"You're different from us mortals. You have the boss backing you up. If you truly have a wish, be sincere and pray to the boss to grant you a satisfying kill."

As soon as these words came out, Lao Xiao's face darkened instantly. He cocked the gun in his hand with a click, and the muzzle swung slightly, aiming at the clarinet: "Do you think that Old Dou will stop tormenting me? Every time it's a matter of life and death, do you think that's fun?"

Seeing this, Clarinet waved his hands quickly, looking innocent: "Just a joke, just a joke! Look at your posture, you are very good at using the gun, like an old hand."

Old Xiao snorted coldly, slowly sheathed his gun, and looked into the distance with a complicated look. He sighed, "It's so confusing. If prayer really works, I'd rather it bless us to be safe this time and not give me a chance to take action. However, looking at the equipment these guys have, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

All around was silent, with only the occasional chirping of insects and the sound of wind blowing through the treetops. Clarinet was silent for a moment, then finally broke the silence: "We'll do our best and leave the rest to fate. There's only so much we can do."

Lao Xiao nodded, a look of determination flashing in his eyes. "That's right. No matter what the outcome, at least we have to try our best. Let's go and see how far we can stir up this muddy water."

On the battlefield, the clash between Behemoth's soldiers and the aliens from Nason Island intensified, the air filled with smoke and flames. Under the fierce attack of the aliens, the soldiers were forced to retreat step by step, their faces covered in sweat and dust.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" the commander shouted at the top of his voice. Upon hearing this, the soldiers turned around and ran wildly to the rear. The ground beneath their feet shook as they ran.

However, the arrival of reinforcements shattered this brief respite. In the sky, planes roared, like giant steel eagles, circling low and dropping poison gas bombs one after another. The gas bombs drew strange arcs in the air, and the moment they landed, a green poisonous fog spread rapidly, engulfing everything.

Under this sudden attack, the gods and people of Nasen Island fell one after another, their faces filled with shock and despair. Those gods and people who were lucky enough to escape the attack covered their mouths and noses in fear, their eyes filled with terror: "What is that? It smells so pungent!"

"Quick! Cover your mouth and nose, retreat!" someone shouted, but the speed at which the poisonous fog spread was beyond imagination. Many people inhaled the poisonous gas and fell to the ground before they could react.

At that moment, Nathan Anthony came barreling down from the distance like a flash of lightning, his figure drawing a brilliant arc across the battlefield. "Everyone, get behind me!" Anthony shouted, his voice filled with undeniable authority.

The soldiers were startled when they saw Nathanwei appear, but they didn't stop firing their guns. Bullets rained down on Anthony. Anthony snorted coldly and quickly formed seals with his hands. A turbulent barrier instantly formed in front of him, blocking all the bullets.

"You're looking for death!" Anthony roared, his figure flashing like a ghost in mid-air, his hands raised high, lightning dancing at his fingertips, like Zeus descending to earth. He took aim and fired a thunderbolt, striking one of the planes.

The plane exploded in mid-air, flames shooting up into the sky and debris flying everywhere. Seeing this, the gods' people cheered and said, "Amazing! Nasenwei is so powerful! We are invincible!"

However, the soldiers were not discouraged. They quickly adjusted their formation and concentrated their firepower on Anthony. Anthony snorted coldly and swayed again, moving between the soldiers like a ghost at a speed so fast that it was astonishing.

"Stop him!" the soldiers shouted, but Anthony was too fast for them to lock onto. With lightning speed, Anthony dodged behind a soldier and prepared to charge.

The next second, the soldiers' formation was completely disrupted. Anthony rushed forward like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable. The other two soldiers were terrified. They collectively aimed at Anthony and pulled the trigger. Bullets poured down on Anthony like a torrential rain.

But Anthony was agile, weaving through the hail of bullets like a fish, his every dodge perfectly timed to the point of breathtaking beauty. A cold smile curled his lips, a fighting spirit gleaming in his eyes. "Today, I'll show you the true strength of Nathanwei!"

Just as the soldiers concentrated their firepower in an attempt to suppress Anthony, something unexpected happened in the sky. The door of a plane suddenly opened, and a strong wind blew in, carrying dust and fallen leaves from the ground.

Anthony's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, never relaxing even in battle. He noticed the sudden change, paused slightly, and his gaze instantly locked onto the figure about to descend.

"Hmph, you've come just in time." Anthony snorted coldly, and the power of thunder and lightning in his hand became more and more condensed, as if ready to explode at any time.

Sure enough, three people jumped down from the plane like divine soldiers descending from the sky. One of them had a graceful figure, like a legendary female warrior, and her tight combat suit outlined her perfect curves.

"Anthony, you are alone, and you still want to resist the three of us?" The blonde woman raised her lips slightly, her eyes full of disdain.

The masked man rubbed his hands together, his Qi surging as if ready to burst forth at any moment. "I've long wanted to experience Nathan Wei's strength, and today is my chance to do just that."

The other man seemed relatively calm. He let out a long sigh and ordered the surrounding soldiers, "You go deal with those gods' people, leave this here to us."

Anthony was surrounded by flashes of lightning, clearly ready for battle. From time to time, a crackling sound could be heard around him, the sound of thunder and lightning stirring in the air, making one's heart tremble.

"Come, let me show you the power of the old gods." Anthony growled, and the lightning blade in his hand instantly condensed, flashing with dazzling light.

Seeing this, the masked man curled his lips into a cold smile and stretched his neck, as if enjoying the upcoming battle: "Let me see if your strength is worthy of your name."

Before he could finish his words, Anthony's lightning blade shot out like an arrow, accompanied by a whistling sound and a blinding flash of lightning. The hooded man reacted extremely quickly, his protective shield instantly opening, blocking the lightning blade in front of him.

The powerful forces collided, creating a deafening roar. Although the masked man blocked the lightning blade, he was also knocked back several steps by the force, and the ground beneath his feet cracked from the impact.

However, the masked man showed no fear at all. Instead, he became even more excited: "Huh, is that all you can do?"

His words were filled with disdain, as if Anthony's attack hadn't posed any real threat to him. The Qi within him began to surge wildly, like an awakened beast, ready to tear into pieces any enemy that stood in its way.

"You're wrong, Anthony." The masked man sneered and suddenly accelerated, rushing towards Anthony like a ghost. "The real battle has just begun."