Chapter 2652 One Against Three

On the other side of the roof, there stood a thin young man. He was Bergen Bai, the one whom Bonnie had called out earlier.

In his left hand, he was carrying something like a terrifying trophy⁠—Becker Cao's head.

As one of the exiles in the Fire Melting race, Becker Cao had been as significant in his race as Emily was in the Snake Goddess race, or as Timotheus was in the Nine Li race. Even if the Strength Equalizing Theurgy had worked, he was unquestionably powerful.

But somehow, he had not only been defeated but decapitated by Bergen Bai.

In his right hand, Bergen was holding a thick heavy sword. The blue light on the surface of the sword constantly sparkled, emitting a terrifying energy fluctuation.

Right now, he was going up against four exiles, including the valiant Leopold and Ramzi from the Nine Li race.

Now that they had racked up several wounds on their bodies, both Leopold and Ramzi looked at Bergen with vigilance and caution. The once unknown Bergen had now become a formidable enemy in their eyes.

After all, the strength Bergen had displayed far exceeded that of the others in black robes.

Becker Cao had even been killed just because he had underestimated his enemy.

Even as Bergen fought with Leopold and Ramzi, he managed to slay more than ten Wild Gods and five or six exiles.

During the fight, when he noticed the stir around Zen, he promptly withdrew from the battle and rushed toward the other side.

"Really? Bonnie, are you asking me for help?" Bergen asked as he looked down from the roof.

Among the younger generation of the Warden race, Bonnie and Arvin were the most popular ones.

However, in terms of strength, there was a big gap between them and Bergen.

The only reason Bergen wasn't popular was because he was remote and arrogant, and not very well-liked within his race.

Most importantly, the Lou Clan was the largest clan in the Warden race, and it was from this clan that the race would choose a leader.

Because of this, the relationship between Bergen and the siblings had always been strained.

"Cut the crap! Don't you know what time it is now? Don't you see that he is different from the others?" Bonnie yelled sternly.

Right now, the W

. Bonnie's flying knives suddenly turned into a few streaks of light and shot toward Zen's weak points in an almost fatal attack.

And although the speed of the butterflies that Arvin had summoned was slow, there were still a large number of them. The trajectory of their flying was unpredictable and hard to guard against.

As for Bergen, Arvin and Bonnie had deliberately left just enough of a gap for him to pass through, and from time to time, he would launch a fatal strike at Zen.

Zen slowly retreated while he warded off their attacks, but at last, he was forced into a corner.

"It's close," Bergen said flatly.

At this moment, he no longer looked down on his opponent.

Bergen was confident that he would be able to defeat even the most powerful of exiles, but this guy in front of him was able to block attacks from the three of them combined.

It was obvious to him that if he fought Zen one-on-one, he would be no match for him.

Hearing Bergen's words, Bonnie stretched out both of her hands. Under the condensation of the blue light, more than a dozen flying knives materialized and turned into streaks of light that shot toward Zen.

Arvin's eyes flashed as well. His blue butterflies fluttered faster and faster, forming a small storm that flew straight toward Zen.

The brother and sister were trying their best to take down their opponent.

At the same time, a blue light began to circle the heavy sword in Bergen's hand as he rushed toward Zen.