
Because indeed the distance between the cottage where Davendra lived and the large hole of the Phoenix nest is not far away.
Now Asy and Sina also come with davendra to go home, it is true that the distance is no more than fifteen minutes away.
In addition, Ke'su's state after the Phoenix blood burn became unstable, no one could protect them.
If Asy and Sina are determined to wait for Soldiers to return there, of course the danger of being attacked by demonic beasts is not disputed.
With the strength of the two of them now as a real god, this was just like throwing two kittens into a tiger's den.
The two could not do much, imagined if they had to be surrounded by a group of demonic beasts that wanted to prey on them, just fighting was almost impossible.
Ke'su was in a no-breath condition to fight, placed inside a ball full of healing energy from Davendra.
Although little heart he does not need help to heal, but Asy is a little worried, because he quite often helps them in dangerous situations.
"So Mr. Davendra what exactly are you planning to do to us with all these useless things." Asks Sina who came from behind.
"Don't tell me what I'm doing is useless. Lack of work, or just join... That's better." Just relax Davendra replied to Sina.
"What a difference." Sina was upset himself.
"Obviously different, useless won't get results, but less work, still produce something." Davendra said easily.
"As far as you go."
Seen Sina not satisfied with Davendra's explanation, he himself certainly worried about Askar who is now in the hole without knowing his condition now.
"However I did this to augment the experience of the Combat Soldier, although the Soldier is now strong enough against people at the god realm saint level, but the upper universe is not a random place." Said Davendra who walked to where he was sitting.
"All right, I get it, keep going ?." Sina nodded in understanding, but he asked for further explanation.
"Keep what ?."
"Is that all ?."
"What do you expect Miss Sina, I'm nothing more than a hurrah team, supporter, giver... So that Soldiers can get through all the problems later." Davendra said because he didn't know what to explain.
"From the giver of spirit, this lord as the trouble-giver." Lemas Sina gives an opinion on Davendra himself.
There was nothing Sina could blame for where the words of Davendra did have a point.
Seeing how the martial kingdom universe attacked the sacred kingdom universe, this was enough to prove that the fight was not in a state that could forgive each other.
Without being able to fight, then he himself will be eliminated, quite easy to say, but difficult if to do.
Under these conditions, his status as the god of the lower kingdom universe, was useless before those who had indeed intended to kill him.
"But what about the Phoenix's nest, what's really in there." Ask Sina for something else
"A test to make the Soldier stronger." But the answer from davendra is still, which is to prepare everything to strengthen Soldiers.
"Are you sure Soldiers can get through it." Sina was worried for himself about the situation of the soldiers.
"Look down, I'm sure." Because Davendra is already here and he survived healthily... "But there was one place that might be very difficult for her to deal with, was the dream-bearer flower garden."
"What is that ?."
"Don't just burn the flower and it's all done, it's easy." Sina replied as if it was no problem.
"Unfortunately it is impossible, because the already formed copy is already separated from the dream-bearer flower, and the only option is to kill the copy." Davendra replied and made Sina quite surprised.
"If so, the soldier cannot win."
"No, no, there are two ways, the first copy of it will be destroyed when it takes it out of the nest, and uses a power that the Soldier has never used to fight." All Davendra knew, because he himself had done it.
The dream-bearer flower was the main problem of all the dangers within the Phoenix nest, where the skill the Soldier had once used was perfectly copied as his own opponent.
Predator skills, creation skills, life miracles, laws of darkness, demonic energy, predatory god techniques, respiratory martial arts, death-prey god swords and all of them are perfectly copied for Soldiers to deal with.
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Explosion after explosion destroyed the flower fields with an unusual force, where the impersonator figure fought without hesitation.
Thousands of weapons scattered throughout the fields of flowers, flames burning and burning, the predatory skills of the gates to the six ruling kings were easily used by the opponents.
The soldier had difficulty fighting with a figure who had the same strength, even the full space acceleration creation skill he was able to create.
Looking at the future, he also has, the fighting style taught by Loe Teu Yiu every thing can be used perfectly without difficulty in doing so.
Moreover, he seemed to have no limit on the use of predatory skills, because from the beginning the side effects of the sixth gate had no effect on his body.
the soldier's body rolled down with no small injuries, where all sorts of techniques were broken by his own form.
Soldiers are like standing in front of a mirror, because the one figure in front of him is himself and not others.
Totally similar, nothing less, even the shape of the face like a person who was hit by a disaster in a row is clearly visible.
"It's true that my strength is this big." Said the Soldier who felt strange himself looking at himself.
"This strength is still very weak." Reply to other soldiers by pointing out arrogant nature.
"Hey you should be thankful for imitating me." The soldier was upset at the words he said himself.
"Thankful ?, what can be grateful for this ape-like look." A pretty strange assessment, whereas on what basis did he judge it.
Although the Soldier did admit that he in front of him was very similar, even the level of strength that was equally a middle-stage master realm lord.
It's just that judging from the nature, very contrary, no matter how the Soldier judges others, he never addressed arrogance directly to anyone.
"What do you want, is like Syahrul Khan or Mahmud Efendi." The original soldier said with annoyance.
"Who is Mahmud Efendi?, is he an artist ?." Reply with confusion.
"He's an ice cendol merchant next to the subdistrict." Just so the soldiers answered.
"I don't even know him."
"So is I."
And the Soldier also did not know who Mahmud Efendi was, it was just a name that he himself made up.
But from the name of Mahmud Efendi, Soldier realized one thing, he could not imitate anything new.