Chapter 1557 Strike first to gain the upper hand!

Strike first! This thought flashed through Bedam's mind like lightning, instantly igniting the mad desire to survive within him. He knew that facing a being as powerful and controlling as Saint Satan, if he didn't take the initiative, his only hope would be death.

"Good and evil transfer!" Bedam suddenly erupted, roaring furiously. He thrust out his right hand like a wolf pouncing on its prey, lunging directly at Saint Satan. Dark purple energy surged through his arm, like a demon from hell, emitting an evil and dangerous aura. Wherever it passed, the air became distorted and blurred.

"Evil glare!" Satan's eyes glared, and instantly focused. A stream of blood-red energy silently shot out from his eyes, like a venomous snake hidden in the darkness, slashing towards Beddam with deadly menace. This blood-red energy was extremely fast, meeting Beddam's attack almost the moment he made his move.

Instantly, both men were wounded by each other's attacks. Bedam's arm was struck by the blood-red energy. The dark purple energy collided and corroded with the blood-red energy, emitting a sizzling sound and emitting puffs of green smoke. His arm instantly became a bloody mess, and the pain made him scream. Saint Satan was also affected by Bedam's "Good and Evil Transfer" energy. His body trembled slightly, and a trace of pain flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his balance.

The aftermath of the battle spread outward like a surging tide. This powerful force awakened Ivankov, who had been unconscious nearby. He slowly awoke, feeling a sharp pain in his head, as if struck by a heavy hammer. He first gave himself a shot of healing hormone, which took effect immediately. His injured parts quickly healed, and his once pale complexion gradually regained color.

Ivankov slowly stood up, supporting his injured body. He shook his head, trying to regain consciousness. He then quickly glanced at the situation on the field. He saw Bedam and Satan Saint engaged in a fierce battle, while Dorag knelt weakly on the ground, with the Empress and Boa Hancock struggling to support him.

He immediately realized the critical situation and ran to Dorag without hesitation. "Dorag, how are you?" Ivankov asked anxiously, his eyes full of concern.

Seeing Ivankov still alive, Dorag was filled with excitement, but he was too weak to react. He suppressed his fatigue and said, "I need time to recover." His voice was weak and hoarse, but it revealed a firm will.

"Okay, let's get out of here!" Ivankov made a quick decision. He knew that every second he stayed here would increase the danger. He bent down, ready to pick up Dorag and run away.

"Swish, swish, swish!" Little did they know that Saint Satan had not relaxed his vigilance against them.

He had been paying attention to the movements on the field. When he saw Ivankov, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He immediately threw out several balls of venom, which were like black bullets with a pungent smell, and shot towards Ivankov and Dorag at a high speed.

"Flash blink!" Ivankov reacted extremely quickly. He blinked his eyes rapidly, instantly emitting several shockwaves. The shockwaves were like bright lightning, colliding with the venom, making a "bang bang" sound.

The venom was blocked by the shock wave and fell to the ground, corroding small pits.

Ivankov then picked up Dorag without hesitation and ran away. His movements were very swift, and despite being injured, he burst out with amazing strength to save Dorag.

He was like an agile cheetah, moving around the battlefield, trying to escape the attacks of Saint Satan.

Satan Saint looked in the direction Ivankov and Dorag fled, a mocking smile on his face. "Want to run? Not so easy!" He waved his hands, and more venom and blood-colored energy chased after them.

At the same time, some smart army soldiers also reacted, raised their weapons and rushed towards Ivankov and Dorag.

But there were still some inconspicuous guys standing there who seemed to still hold out hope for Bedam's rebellion.

Ivankov kept an eye on the situation behind him as he ran. He saw Venom and the enemy getting closer and closer, and he felt anxious. "Dragon, hold on a little longer, we can definitely escape!" he shouted, encouraging himself and Dragon.

Dorag leaned in Ivankov's arms. Although he was weak, his eyes were still firm. "I believe you, Ivankov." He said weakly.

"Damn it!" Saint Satan's face turned dark in an instant, like the gloomy sky before a storm.

"Lord Satan, I am willing to atone for my sins and bring them back!" Seeing that Saint Satan looked unhappy, Bedam knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

His voice trembled slightly and his eyes were full of pleading. He knew that this was his last chance. If he couldn't seize it, death would surely be waiting for him.

There was a cold glint in Saint Satan's eyes, like an icy blade, making people shudder.

Just when Bedam felt that Saint Satan would not agree, Saint Satan suddenly said: "Okay, I promise you." This sudden consent made Bedam overjoyed. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He quickly stood up and chased in the direction of Ivankov and Dorag like a hungry wolf.

The remaining army looked at each other, at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"Sir! We also want to atone for our sins!" a soldier said with courage. "Yes, sir, we have all been deceived!" The other soldiers echoed, their eyes full of anticipation.

Saint Satan looked at them coldly, as if he were looking at a group of ants. "You? You all deserve to die." His voice was cold and resolute, without a trace of emotion.

In an instant, the Evil Eye's ability was activated! That mysterious and terrifying force was like an invisible storm, sweeping across the entire battlefield.

Everyone present was killed by the power. Their eyes widened, with expressions of fear still on their faces, and they fell straight down.

After dealing with these armies, Saint Satan only felt that the divine fire in his body had shrunk to the size of a candle flame and was about to collapse.

"I can't use the divine fire anymore. If it goes out, I'm done for!"

He was secretly alert in his heart. This divine fire was the source of his power. Once it was extinguished, he would lose all his abilities and become a corpse. What was waiting for him then would be endless darkness.

At this moment, a giant snake rushed through the forest and rocks and rushed towards the empress.

The giant snake was huge, its scales gleaming with a cold light, and it let out a low roar.

The empress covered the wound on her abdomen and stood up with difficulty. Her face was still as pale as paper, but her eyes revealed an unyielding light.

Seeing this, Saint Satan narrowed his eyes, his eyes like a cunning fox sizing his prey.

The Queen looked at him warily, her hands clenched into fists, ready to deal with Saint Satan's attack at any time. The giant snake swam over to her and gently nuzzled her with its head, a look of concern on its face.

"Submit to the World Government, and I promise not to kill you." Satan Saint suddenly spoke, a hint of temptation in his voice. He thought that with such an offer, he could easily make the Empress surrender. After all, when faced with life and death, many people would choose to compromise.

"Submit?" These two words instantly angered the empress, reminding her of the scene when the three sisters were sold to Mary Geoise when they were children.