"Damn humans!!!"
Being outmaneuvered, a surge of anger surged in Pouf's heart.
But when he saw Moses rushing towards the building where the King was again, he had no time to dwell on failure, and at the same time, he did not dare to be arrogant anymore, so he gathered all his clones together at a very fast speed.
Even though he doesn't want to admit it...
But facing an opponent of Moses's level, Pouf knew that he couldn't set up surveillance while intercepting Moses.
If he stubbornly maintained his monitoring network, the worst-case scenario would be that many of his clones will be destroyed by Moses, and he also will not be able to stop Moses from breaching the building.
In order to prevent this, Pouf could only give up his surveillance and gather his clones, preparing to use his full strength to stop Moses.
This decision played right into Moses's hands.
After all-
His momentum to attack the inner courtyard had been a feint from the start.
His purpose is to expose the flaws of Youpi and Pouf, and... allow Netero to go to the inner courtyard to find the King unimpeded.
Thus…
When Pouf gathered all his clones together, Netero strolled past all defenses and stepped into the inner courtyard unchallenged.
One could even say Netero strolled into the central courtyard with the ease of a leisurely walk.
He encountered no resistance along the way.
Because Youpi was held back by Zeno and the other fighters in the front yard, and the strong fighting power displayed by Moses forced Pouf to recall his omnipresent clones.
The two Royal Guards were thus held back and had no choice but to allow Netero to go to the inner courtyard unhindered.
This shows how small the combat power of the Chimera Ants is.
As for Leol's squad that defected to the Chimera Ant King, their loyalty was not strong enough to make them take the initiative to stop Netero.
Their motive for coming here for refuge was to avoid being hunted down by Moses in the first place.
However, they did not expect that when humans gathered a team to attack the palace, the two high-ranking Royal Guards would be cornered in a single clash.
However, Leol wasn't reckless enough to switch sides immediately.
In his opinion, while the humans had gained the upper hand due to their numbers, this advantage might be temporary.
Why?
Because the King hadn't made a move yet!
'Flutter was careless.'
Leol silently mourned for Flutter, who died at the hands of Moyo, and then led his squad's members around to the front yard from another direction.
As for helping Pouf intercept Netero in the central area?
That was impossible.
Leol pretended not to notice Netero strolling in the courtyard area, and rushed directly to the front yard to support the besieged Youpi.
At this time, Pouf has taken back all his clones, so he naturally lost his vision distributed in every corner of the palace.
It was even more impossible for him to notice the movements of Leol's squad and issue commands in real time...
Now, he was standing on the top of a central tower, and looked towards Netero, who was walking towards him.
There is a threat from Moses above and a threat from Netero below.
"Ah…"
At this moment, Pouf's composure shattered like glass.
"I am such a useless piece of shit."
It is unknown if it was tears of shame or self-blame that flowed from his eyes.
In fact, from this moment on, he realized that he could not stop Moses and Netero at the same time by himself.
In other words…
He had failed his duty.
As a Royal Guard sworn to devote everything to the King, he actually fails to provide effective guarding due to his own incompetence.
At this moment, Pouf's volatile emotions erupted like a volcano.
"At least... at least... I can die fulfilling my role!"
His whisper vanished into the wind, and Pouf's eyes, which were filled with tears, suddenly burst into cold killing intent.
Colorful and gorgeous wings unfurled from his back, and a torrential Aura surged around him.
Whoosh!
Driven by this powerful Aura, Pouf flapped his wings, creating gusts of air, and his slender body shot towards Netero on the ground like a stream of light.
There is actually no special consideration for choosing to deal with Netero first.
It's simply because Netero was closer!
Seeing Pouf attacking fiercely, Netero did not react at all.
He only glanced at Pouf, then retracted his gaze and looked again at the majestic palace ahead.
It seemed that his eyes could penetrate the magnificent and luxurious walls of the building and see the King sitting in the palace.
At this moment, Moses also descended from the sky with his Aura, like a meteor that broke through the night and fell to the ground. He landed on Pouf's attack trajectory.
If Pouf didn't halt, he would inevitably suffer Moses's aerial strike head-on.
So Pouf's only choice was to stop.
As the black and white streaks dissipated silently, Moses and Pouf revealed their figures.
As for Netero...
He walked past Moses and Pouf, who were in confrontation, and finally stepped into the central hall.
Pouf accepted the reality.
He did not turn around to attack Netero, but stared at Moses with cold gaze.
In response to this, Moses raised the black sword horizontally in front of him.
"Heh…"
Hot tears were still flowing from Pouf's eyes, but at this moment, he suddenly sneered and his expression became even more sinister.
"You... didn't notice the wind direction."
A cold and eerie voice came out of Pouf's mouth, sounding like the judge's ruthless declaration.
Even if his performance is terrible, even if his emotions are on the verge of collapse...
Pouf's mind had never stopped working.
Tears welled up in his eyes and he blamed himself madly.
Regardless of whether these reactions are real or deliberately false...
It doesn't matter. It's not important.
As long as he can perform the 'magic' smoothly, it will be fine.
Pouf's mouth curled up in a slightly exaggerated arc, and then he raised his finger and pointed at Moses.
Just now, he quietly used the wind direction to send the tiny scale powder with hypnotic effect to Moses, who wanted to intercept him.
Now…
Checkmate!
However-
Moses also chuckled and suddenly attacked.
He steps forward, gets close, and swings his sword.
A blade flash cut through the air.
"You…?!"
Pouf was stunned and took a half step back. His pupils contracted sharply as he watched his hand that was pointing forward severed at the wrist.
'Why didn't the [Spiritual Message] produce any effect?'
As soon as this question emerged from his mind, Pouf retreated violently and distanced himself under a strong sense of crisis.
Just as he retreated violently, Moses's next slash arrived as expected, creating a huge trench in the ground.
"You are probably the most narcissistic one among the Royal Guards. At the same time... you are also the weakest one in terms of combat power."
Seeing Pouf retreating in panic and keeping a distance, Moses did not pursue him but slowly put away his sword.
Hearing Moses's words, Pouf's eyes, which were full of bloodshot, slowly widened, and veins bulged as his face darkened with fury.