Chapter 690: For Group Combat, We Need a Healer!


    The dense, almost visibly tangible aura of murderous intent directly assaulted everyone present.


    Crackle!


    Even the robust body of Guangtou Qiang was not spared, as the lethal aura tore through his defenses, leaving gashes across his form. The others fared even worse.


    The disparity in strength was glaringly apparent at this moment. As a Powerhouse of the Large Galaxy Fourth Tier, the old man''s killing aura could nearly instantaneously slay ordinary Small Galaxy-level Powerhouses, and even Super Soldiers struggled to withstand it.


    The enemy they faced now was the strongest they had ever encountered, surpassing even the previous Dark God!


    Ju Ling frowned; her ability allowed her to erase her presence, but she was not immune to attacks. Consequently, wounds had been inflicted upon her by this deadly aura.


    As Ju Ling contemplated whether to attack, a green barrier enveloped them all. Green specks of light emerged from the void, settling over their injuries, and a wave of warmth followed. To Ju Ling''s astonishment, the wounds, created by the killing intent, were rapidly healing!


    Under normal circumstances, their regenerative abilities would have quickly mended such minor wounds. However, the old man''s killing aura contained some unknown power that nearly neutralized their healing capabilities.


    Ju Ling turned to see the most concentrated green around the Fein siblings, emanating from them.


    "Is this a healing-type Domain?" Ju Ling speculated.


    A flicker of surprise shone in Les''s eyes: "Even among the Protoss, those with a healing-type Domain are exceedingly rare. Such talents are considered precious regardless of the faction."


    Les, with more experience than the others, knew full well that once such a capability was fully harnessed, it could bring the brink of death back to life.


    As long as one still breathed, the healing power could restore them entirely—such was the terror of healing-type powers!


    Conversely, individuals with these powers typically possessed lower combat abilities, an unavoidable trade-off.


    Of course, Les was unaware that the Fein siblings were formidable even among their peers, with few rivals of the same level.


    As Super Soldiers of the Red Alert Base, they were far from fragile.


    The others were all marveling, grateful for the Fein siblings'' healing Domain this time. Without it, they would have had no recourse against the old man''s killing intent, save for enduring it forcefully.


    The old man''s eyes fixated on the Fein siblings, surprised to encounter someone with a healing Domain here. Such individuals were incredibly rare, even he had only seen one or two in his lifetime.


    "Eliminate them, and my students can die without regrets."


    His attention locked onto the Fein siblings, deeming the others insignificant in comparison.


    The bullet struck directly at his forehead. Unexpectedly, even for Ju Ling, it was stopped; a layer of defense was surprisingly present on the old man''s skin!


    "Fortunately, I''ve always had an ace up my sleeve. Otherwise, I would have been in real peril," the old man sneered, spitting out several words: "Kill, Death, Annihilation!"


    The three characters hung in the air, transforming the vicinity into a boundless hell on the spot.


    The sky darkened as an endless, terrifying energy brewed around them. It seemed as though space in the area was locked, making escape impossible.


    Around the character for "kill," a surge of murderous aura turned the area into a blood-red realm.


    Near the character for "death," a dark, tumultuous energy surprisingly resonated somewhat with Les''s aura.


    Beside the character for "annihilation," an absence of any energy resembled a vacuum zone. Still, anyone perceptive could see that "annihilation" was the most terrifying.


    "Is this the power of a Large Galaxy-level powerhouse?" Natasha murmured.


    "Never mind any Large Galaxy-level. If they''re enemies, we''ll blast them all. Summon the MiG Fighter!" Boris and Clone, raising their right hands, called forth the MiG Fighter, initiating a bombardment on the old man.


    Without even a glance at the MiG Fighter, the three characters in the sky trembled, and an invisible wave spread out, obliterating all the MiG Fighters!


    With the MiG Fighter destroyed, Boris and Clone suffered a backlash, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.


    Quickly, green lights penetrated their bodies, aiding their recovery.


    "Tsk, having a healer indeed makes a difference in team battles. Now I have no more worries!"


    Les sneered, his figure vanishing into the darkness. Almost in the blink of an eye, he reappeared behind the old man, his scythe mercilessly slashing towards the nape of his neck.


    The old man was shocked; he hadn''t sensed anything. Les''s attack was too covert, so hidden that he hadn''t noticed it.


    Had it not been for the automatic emergence of his skin''s defense, he might have died oblivious.


    Despite his all-out effort, Les''s attack slightly fell short, slicing off a large chunk of flesh from the old man, nearly finishing him off.


    "Tch, he managed to flee. But my aura of death will follow you incessantly. Your soul is mine!" Les let out a strange laugh. (To be continued)


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