On the office building on the collapsed commercial street at the other end of the square, the [mirror projection] used to refract light and shield perception shattered. The week after pulling the bow appeared in front of everyone, and at this time he released his right hand that was pulling the bowstring.

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The spinning arrow shot at Gangro Emilio, who tried to dodge, holding him tightly, would not allow him to do so.

Nosferatu held [Night Hunter] and rushed towards the direction where Gangro was in a mad manner, but a [Master Incarnation] wearing a black robe, strong body, with a wide-brimmed black hat, and a silver sword, blocked him.

[Shadow Wall] [Shadow Bond] [Shadow Pill]

[Master Incarnation Zorro] launched a fierce attack, Nosferatu was stopped.

It's too late...

Nosferatu thought desperately.

Click—

As Nosferatu expected, the black arrow instantly penetrated Gangro Emilio's skin, muscles and bones, and pierced into his chest without mercy.

A torn sound accompanied by the penetration of arrows, and blood gushed out, forming a gorgeous and terrifying fountain. The bright red blood splashed in the air, sprinkled on the surrounding ground and people, instantly dyeing a piece of red.

The man took a few steps back and pressed his chest tightly with one hand, trying to stop the loss of blood.

However, the damage caused by the arrows had exceeded his control. The pain hit his heart like fire, his body trembled, and his face was twisted with painful expressions; the severe pain made it difficult for him to breathe, and every breath brought unbearable torture; he wanted to shout loudly, but he could only make a shrill roar, the sound was suppressed by the pain and could not convey his inner despair and fear.

The wound caused by the arrow penetrates deep into the chest cavity, and blood gushs out from the wound, forming a terrifying picture.

The bright red blood gradually wet his robe, forming a bright spot of blood. His breathing became more and more rapid, and his body's strength began to lose rapidly.

The smell of blood permeates the air, and a suffocating feeling envelops the entire scene. Everyone can feel the fragility and impermanence of life, and this moment seems to push them to the brink of death.

Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack –

The long sword named [Twilight] suddenly collapsed.

Gangro's body began to sag, he stood unsteadily, and fell to his knees.

His eyes gradually lost focus, and the light of life gradually dimmed.

Finally, he fell to the ground powerlessly, and the fire of life was extinguished in his eyes.

The wounds that penetrated the chest cavity were still bleeding, and the blood flowed ruthlessly, forming a pool of bright red, intertwined with the surrounding dust and broken debris.

The battlefield appeared for a moment.

The blonde eyes standing on the steel giant beast raised his handsome face stained with bloody liquid. He looked into the sky, raised his sword blade and laughed loudly.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

This smile is so unscrupulous and full of supreme pleasure.
Chapter completed!