The DarkHole Laboratory

The Great War 2

The fight is getting heated, the more jars robots arrive, if their greenish eyes now turn black.

The robot was chopping up anything that was blocking in front of him they were not.look at the feathers, coloring shots around.

Bharat activates his communication tool with Camy, "Cam, activate, reverse mode robot jar" Bharat has been speeding up his horse, by installing an earpiece.

"They've started attacking apparently, there's Alex and the others, already,"

"Well I trust you, Hyaaahh" Bharat entered the war. Stretching out his hand, a sword appeared within his grasp.

He swung his sword at the opponent. Make them sprawl. Watching from the horse, not all robots turn around, and they can control.

There are some robots still attacking brutally marked with their blackened eyes.

He brandished his sword, slashed the robot's head and broke off. Roll out somewhere.

Similarly, Marzon did he tore apart the brutal robot. Staring around no more brutal robots. He turned around to beat up the troops of Nocturnal's shipment.

"1003 and 1004, we need help!" A voice with breath faltering in the ears of Bharat.

"Marzon wear it" Bharat threw one earpiece at Marzon. The man stuck it to his ear.

"1003 and 1004, we need help!" That voice was heard again. "We're there" Marzon nimbly jumped from one tree to another.

It came first, the atmosphere of keos, they infiltrated a lot of troops. They're wrong, don't expect thousands of their robots.

Many innocent people became victims, even though the Phoenix Way soldiers had evacuated.

The men helped a lot too. They cannot use their power. Because of the coronation event they put up barriers, protectors, so that no one could use their magic.

"Just take off that protective barrier." The sound of an armored owl.

"Do Simba," Berus ordered. With a single move of the hand, the magic protective barrier disappeared.

"Wear your magic!" Brush Command. On communication devices, and those who were exhausted and almost killed. Striking magic fist.

Lisica, hit a powerful Nocturnal elite force. With a body twice as big as his.

He activated his magic power, his head re-tilted smashing into the silver-haired clan that tried to attack him from behind.

He caught the attacker's hand, and broke it easily.  Then he flipped his body attacking the heart of the attacker until he collapsed unconscious. 

Breath faltered. His forehead crept in. It turned out that many of the silver hairpins and also the Trudy clan. Which leads towards him.

Calmly, Lisica jumped from her place upwards. Upon rising he converged on the air launching his body at the horde that was running towards him.

His movements became agile and visible. Like the wind he was aiming for his opponent's weak point. Using the strength of his eyes to find all the weaknesses of the opponent. This was one of the powers Lisica had gained upon receiving the armor and becoming a Phoenix Way warrior.

Out of the horde, the atmosphere appeared slow motion in his eyes. Then there were screams and screams of pain and dying.

Lisica left the group she glided to a place that needed her help.

Orso faced off with the Nocturnal-made miyan, the same as a bear-headed with a stocky body.

Lisica entered in that one-on-many fight. He attached himself to Orso's wide back.

"You look happy?" Orso could see the challenging face Lisica showed for her opponent.

"Magic, very helpful," he said with an alert eye scanning the surroundings.

"So powerful is he, what do humans make him look like?"

"Surely as an invincible life-killing weapon, you see those disgusting stitches." Lisica.

"What a pity" said Orso. A snort sounded from the fox woman. 

"You should feel sorry for yourself"

ZRAK!

The mutant bear in front of them split into two. Showing Leonard's figure behind him with his greatsword between the split bodies.

"You have been discussing for too long" said the lion lightly.

"I'd finish him off quickly if I hadn't listened to Orso with pity on the mutant bear" Lisica said, blanking, with Orso's eyes staring at Lisica lazily. With Leonard's naughtiness.

"Let's head to 1003 and 1004" then they're with horses each sliding into the woods.

"1001 clean!" Report from the Berus Earpiece that was in Deep Inside.

"Center clean!" From Simba, the,

"Good!"

THE SNACK!

TRANKS!

TRANKS!

TRANKS!

As the sword attacked him, Berus continued to fight, he did not expect his attacker, there was nothing in his mind that the figure in front of him would betray, he said,

"It turns out you're the enemy in the blanket"

The attacks were more aggressive, the swords clashed, the figure was shrewd and well trained. Berus endured the attack of the figure until Berus' sword was thrown far away.

TRANKS!

PRANK!!

The figure chuckled, he was happy the day he was waiting for arrived. Back he raised the sword, swung in front of Berus, Want to finish off the black tiger and take the immortal crystal Berus stored.

DOR'S!

"ARK!"

TRANKS!

PRANK!

"YOU'RE OKAY WITH THE BRUSH?"

Tbc.