<h4>Chapter 1449 Master Tactician</h4>


    "Guaah!"


    Pitch ck blood, one that''spletely opposite to the rich blue blood flowing in his body spilled out of the third brother''s mouth.


    "Third!"


    "Fourth!"


    The remaining two, first and second, by the way they addressed themselves screamed.


    Varian couldn''t help but sh a pleasant smile.


    With two mouths shut, it was already so soothing to the ears. If he could break these two down as well, woudn''t that almost be world peace?


    ''Mom, your son is about to do a great thing!''


    Grinning like a cunning predator, he didn''t attack the two directly but instead mmed his elbow onto the Third''s face.


    It split open like watermelon but quickly tried to piece together. A disgusting butmon sight.


    The aura that''s surging in the Third''s body, one that''s supposed tounch a surprise attack on him scattered like a horde of leaderless beasts.


    But the man didn''t give up.


    He gathered the aura again and again, in different body parts, ready to explode his body if necessary and upy Varian''s attention and power.


    The Fourth under him was the most injured but he was also gathering aura tounch an attack.


    Yes. The power of death was eating away their vitalities and Requiem was rating the process.


    But with two of them needed to be attacked at once, the output had slowed. They would survive for at least one full minute.


    For a Paragon Body warrior or in fact, any one outside the Time path, one minute was an extremely long time at rank 8.


    ''Third is trying to keep me upied with him. Fourth will be the one tounch an actual surprise attack.


    Using that gap, First will attack me. And Second…he''s going to attack Enigma in that gap.''


    The siblings were unsure of Varian''s character and that''s why only ''Two'' decided to attack Enigma.


    If Varian happened to be a ruthless man, he''d ignore her and use that chance to kill the three.


    From their side, it''s a risk.


    But they must''ve taken it after proper observation. In the battle so far, whenever the aura exploded and caused shockwaves, Varian''s body would instinctively stand in between the source and Enigma, shielding her from any aftermath.


    It''s an instict to protect her at this point. And the siblings must''ve taken note of this.


    "Die—!"


    "—Motherfucker!"


    First and Second shouted at the same time. As expected, First lunged at him while Second rushed to Enigma.


    ''The n seems to have changed.''


    Since the condition on the battle field were dynamic, ns change all the time. But it''s also true that elements from the previous n would be carried over, if possible.


    Instead of attacking during an opportunity, the attack would be the opportunity. Now, Third and Fourth would do their best to injure him heavily with a surprise attack.


    With the powers he showed so far, Varian couldn''t possibly face off against three of them, even if one of them was significantly injured and the other lightly injured.


    Their n was brilliant.


    If it''s anyone other than Varian in the position, even with the strange power of death and space-time he had shown until now, he''d suffere in the strike and suffer an injury.


    The extent of the injury would vary depending on many things but he wouldn''te out on top in this.


    This one strike could also turn decisive, turning a seemingly victorious battle into a defeat.


    But to emphasize it again.


    Only if it''s anyone other than Varian.


    The siblings were like brilliant chess yers. But even the greatest grandmaster of the game couldn''t win against the guy who flips the table.


    Boom!


    A pure white light surged from Varian''s fist as it struck the regenerated head of the Third.


    The head split open again and since it''s just reconstructed, not much aura was gathered.


    As a result, the soul power drilled into his head or what remained of it and struck on the gates guarding his realm of soul.


    The power of death was a good way to quickly kill a Paragon Body. Conversely, the power of life was also a good way to quickly kill the Undead counterpart.


    But the power of soul worked on both of them.


    Even though it wasn''t as effective as they were on each other, the fact that it worked on both was more than enough to ovee that w.


    "Gaaahh!"


    The attack on soul was never a pleasant one.


    Third was a genius who recieved a lot of training since birth. That included guarding against the power of death and soul.


    But even his strict instructors weren''t crazy enough to overdose him with the power of death and soul at the same time.


    Tch! Tch! Tch!


    Like a fish out of water, Third''s limbs twisted and iled.


    "Third!"


    Fourth screamed in fear and grief. The power he had been umting so far while bearing the agonizing gnawing of death power was mobilized, just a thought away from unleashing.


    "Happy fireworks."


    Third had lost control over some parts of his body as the power of soul struck him hard, making him temporarily paralyzed.


    And that''s when the power of order and chaos kicked into work.


    Using the aura-rich, vitality-richponents of matter and energy as the ingredients, an explosion was crafted.


    Almost at the same instant, First reached Varian.


    The power of space-time was activated and he began to vanish. But the attack stillr reached him and sted hole through his chest.


    "Fuck!"


    The moment Varian disappeared, Fourth''s aura explosion, which threatened to severely injure him halted as if it was all an act.


    "Phew, Third is fine. Thir—"


    Boom!


    But the bomb Varian built from Third''s body wasn''t an act.


    Flesh and bones flew out in all directions while blood shot up into the sky and then rained.


    Fourth, under his bombing brother, exploded into pieces and struggled to regenerate due to the invasive power of death.


    First froze in ce before quickly turning back.


    Enigma, who was supposed to be a weakling, shed her sword.


    A head flew into the air.