Rocot: Reborn

The blinding white light exploded in the metal cage. Rocot did not dodge or even blink, but just let the energy torrent that was enough to melt steel hit him. The mocking smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, as if he was mocking Arya's ignorance and naivety.

However, the expected severe pain did not come. Rocot slowly opened his eyes and saw that the energy ball was strangely stagnant less than an inch away from him, as if time was frozen. Arya maintained the gesture of waving her hands, her face full of unbelievable horror.

"What's going on..." Arya muttered to herself, trying desperately to mobilize the energy, but found that the power seemed to be restrained by something, and no matter how hard she tried, it was of no use.

Rocot stood up slowly, dusted himself off, and looked at a dead man with cold eyes. "You think you can kill me with just this little skill? Arya, you seem to have forgotten what I taught you."

Before he finished speaking, Rocot flashed and appeared in front of Arya in an instant. With a flick of his slender fingers, the energy ball in Arya's hand dissipated into the air like fireworks.

Arya was frightened by this sudden change and stepped back repeatedly, her eyes full of fear and panic. She didn't understand why she couldn't hurt Rocot at all despite her best efforts. He had obviously lost his power, and he should be slaughtered like a stray dog, why...

"What...what did you do?" Arya's voice trembled, her tone full of fear.

Rocot looked down at her, a cruel smile on his face: "Want to know? Beg me, maybe I will show mercy and tell you."

"You!" Arya was filled with shame and anger, but she did not dare to act rashly. She knew that she was no match for Rocot at the moment.

Seeing her at the mercy of others, Rocot felt a perverted pleasure in his heart. He slowly leaned over, leaned close to Arya's ear, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Arya, do you think I really care about your mother's life or death? She is just a pawn in my hand, a tool to be used and discarded."

"You...you devil!" Arya cursed through gritted teeth, with rage burning in her eyes.

"Devil?" Roccod laughed as if he had heard something funny. "Yes, I am the devil! The most evil being in the world! And you will be my first sacrifice!"

Rocot suddenly grabbed Arya's neck and lifted her up. Arya struggled desperately, scratching Rocot's arms with her hands weakly, but it was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree, and she couldn't shake him at all.

"Look at me, Arya, look at me carefully!" Rocot's scarlet eyes were filled with madness and murderous intent. "I want you to see with your own eyes how I destroy everything you cherish!"

Arya closed her eyes in despair, waiting for death to come. However, at this moment, something strange happened...

"boom--"

The ceiling of the metal cage exploded without warning, and the broken metal pieces flew everywhere like flowers scattered by heaven, drawing deadly arcs in the air. Roccod frowned slightly and had to let go of Arya and dodge backwards.

Arya was so shocked by this sudden change that she stood there in a daze. Before she could react, a tall figure fell from the sky and landed steadily between her and Rocot.

"What a wonderful show, Rocot. Long time no see. You still enjoy playing with people's hearts." The man was wearing a black combat uniform and a silver mask on his face. His expression could not be seen clearly, but his tone was full of undisguised sarcasm.

Roccod narrowed his eyes, looking up and down at the uninvited guest in front of him, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I thought someone had ruined my good deeds, it turned out to be you, 'Silverface', what, you also want to have a share of the pie?"

"A share of the pie? You think too highly of yourself." Silverface snorted disdainfully, "I just can't stand your despicable behavior. Arya, are you okay?"

Arya finally came back to her senses from her shock. She looked at Silverface in shock, then looked at Rocot who was standing not far away, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

"Who are you? Why did you save me?" Arya asked warily.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that, like Rocot, I want to know your secret." Silverface said, slowly taking off the mask on his face, revealing a handsome and cold face.

Arya covered her mouth in surprise. She recognized the face. He was the youngest general of the empire, Renault Ackerman.

"You...you are General Ackerman?" Arya asked in disbelief.

Renault smiled slightly, but did not deny it. He walked up to Arya and stretched out his hand: "Come with me, Arya, I will protect you."

Arya hesitated for a moment, but finally put her hand into Raynor's. She didn't know whether what Raynor said was true or not, but she knew that if she stayed here, she would surely die.

"Want to leave? Not that easy!" Rocot roared, his figure turned into a shadow and rushed towards Renault and Arya.

Renault was prepared. He pulled Arya behind him and drew the energy sword from his waist to meet Rocot's attack.

“Clang—”

The two energy swords collided, and a burst of dazzling sparks burst out. Rokod and Raynor were both top fighters, their movements were as fast as lightning, and their moves were deadly. For a moment, the two fought evenly.

Arya hid behind Raynor and watched the battle nervously. She knew that the outcome of this battle would determine her fate.

"Lokold, you are no longer the King of Darkness. Give up, you can't defeat me." Renault said with a sneer while swinging his sword to block Rokod's attack.

"Shut up!" Rocot roared, and his attack became more fierce. "I am the king of the Shadow Kingdom, and I am the one destined by heaven!"

There was a crazy light flashing in Rocot's eyes, and a powerful dark force surged out of his body, shrouding him in a black mist.

"Be careful, Arya, he's going to get serious!" Renault's face changed and he said in a deep voice.

The black fog dissipated, and Rokod's figure reappeared in front of the two. At this time, Rokod had completely changed. His skin turned into a strange dark purple, his eyes were like burning flames, and his whole body exuded a suffocating evil aura.

"Hahaha..." Roccod laughed loudly, his voice hoarse and terrifying. "Renault, do you think you can stop me? You are too naive! Today, you all have to die!"

Before Rocot finished his words, he turned into a shadow again and rushed towards Renault and Arya.

Renault was horrified. He felt that Roccod's strength far exceeded his. He was no match for him at all!

At this critical moment, a dazzling light descended from the sky, covering Roccod's figure...