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Chapter 61 There was no moment of mourning for the death of the four masters. The next person who rushed to the battlefield was...(2/2)

She lay there, feeling every wave of pain in her body, and the disappointment, anger and powerlessness in her heart were intertwined.

She looked at the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven, but found that she was not in his eyes at all.

While Laila Mengwei was falling into painful and tangled self-recollections, Barna, the owner of the Dragon Breath Alchemy Workshop who was on the same battlefield with her, was frightened to the point of despair.

Bernard drove the Saint's Dragon and witnessed the tragic scene below.

A trace of imperceptible shock flashed in his eyes, because until just now, he was still watching the confrontation between Laila and the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven.

The muscles on his face tensed up in an instant, and the shock in his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, making it difficult to hide.

He witnessed the scene where Laila was brutally cut apart by incredible force. The shock at that moment made him almost unable to breathe, and the fear and confusion in his heart surged like a tide.

Just before he had time to react, the scene suddenly changed. Eric, the head of the Shadow Interweaver family, was also violently attacked. He was knocked away by a powerful force and slammed into the building behind him. His life or death was uncertain.

This series of rapid changes made Bernard almost unable to believe that this was really happening.

And something even more explosive was yet to come. Before his eyes could react to the strange and strange things in front of him, as if the world had skipped some normal screen due to the operation of an erroneous program - a great horror came to him.

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boom--

A gust of strong wind swept past suddenly, bringing with it a sound like a watermelon exploding.

Snap——

In this strong wind, a liquid with a hot and rusty smell came unexpectedly and splashed on Bernard's face.

In this cold air, Bernard felt his breathing become rapid, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

His lips trembled slightly, trying to say something, but he felt that any words were pale and powerless in front of this strong wind and the smell of blood.

When the hot and rusty blood splashed onto his face, he felt a biting coldness, the smell of death, that directly touched his soul.

Bernard's eyes suddenly turned and his gaze fell to the side. His heart was filled with astonishment and panic.

A headless mermaid corpse was lying next to him, still holding a trident in his hand. Needless to say, this mermaid corpse was naturally the head of the Lonely Voice family, Maurice Haisheng.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The blood of the mermaid corpse is mixed with the salty smell of sea water and the rusty smell of metal. This smell is extremely pungent in the high altitude.

This series of events, from Laila's split to the appearance of the mermaid corpse, all happened so fast that Barna was still in a trance. He clearly remembered that he had promised Maurice that he would win not long ago.

Now Maurice's head was completely gone, and Bernard also felt a sense of despair that his life was at stake.

Because, in front of him, a terrifying purple-gold figure took the trident from the headless corpse and looked back at Bernard.

Barna did not hesitate to activate the [ninth-level teleportation scroll (equivalent to crown blessing)] that he used to save his life, and prepared to grease his feet and leave here.

However, a strange scene happened.

It was supposed to tear apart the space within 1 second, but the teleportation scroll for fixed-point transmission was torn apart 100 meters away from him.

"Trigger·Tai Sui——"

"No way, there is less than one in a million fixed-point errors..."

Click——

In the cruelty and chaos of the battlefield, the purple-gold incarnation held up the trident that was taken from the dead head of the Lonely Voice family.

His eyes were as cold as steel, and he glanced sharply at the dwarf beside him, Barna, the owner of the Dragon's Breath Alchemy Workshop.

"Crown Blessing·Mobius Band——"

"Space distortion and contraction!"

A terrifying "8"-shaped Möbius strip suddenly appeared, compressing the surrounding space into chaos.

Then, an irresistible and huge suction force hit Barna, forcing him to involuntarily move closer to [Sisyphus].

Barna desperately raised his war hammer, trying to resist this powerful attraction, but [Sisyphus] had already made a throwing gesture.

"Crown Blessing·Rolling Stone of Destiny——"

"Boundless power!"

"Crown Blessing-All Things·Vector Authority——"

"Vector Control·Gather!"

BOOM!!!!

Following a ripple that shattered the space, the trident pierced Barna's chest.

Severe pain hit him, and he flew forward with huge force, and his body hit a high tower heavily, making a deafening roar.

Blood spurted out of his mouth like a fountain, forming a horrific scene.

Barna's body was nailed to the tower with a trident, and blood spurted out from his chest, dyeing the surrounding air blood red.

His eyes were full of despair and pain, but also revealed a trace of unwillingness and anger.

He struggled hard, but it was useless. The shackles of fate had tightly bound him to this high tower, and his life was disappearing little by little.

In just a moment, the winner was decided in a bloody storm.

The elves of the Dream Weaving House family were cut off in half, and were waiting for death in embarrassment on the ground.

The head of the mermaid of the Lonely Voice family was exploded by the enemy's attack, and blood and brains splashed in the air, dyeing the entire battlefield blood red.

The dark elves of the Shadow Interweaver family are unable to rise again on the battlefield, and their life or death is uncertain.

The dwarfs of the Dragon's Breath Alchemy House family also suffered the same fate, being shot through by their opponents' nails and nailed to the iron tower.

His body was brutally nailed to the high tower, and the blood and screams merged into one, becoming another miserable scenery in this war.

call out--

call out--

call out--

Suddenly there was a huge roar in the distant sky, and three streams of light were approaching here.
Chapter completed!
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