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"How is that possible?"

"" Wharton's face finally changed from surprise to terror. The next moment, his body began to tremble from fear. " What was this? "What kind of power is this?"

The world spun, the sun lost its light, and the destructive divine force coming from the Infernal Realm simply did not belong to this world's power.

Everyone on the ground was stunned. They had never seen such terrifying power before. This power even surpassed a Saint realm expert's.

"This wife is scary, Ron. Is this really the power of the corpse puppet you summoned?" Catherine clasped her hands in front of her chest, her eyes filled with admiration.

Ron shook his head. "Although it's a corpse puppet created by me, I don't have the ability to control it."

He bit his lip. "If it goes crazy the next moment, I won't be able to stop it!"

"Dammit! Dammit! How is this possible! How can it be possible to have such powerful strength!"

Wharton ground his teeth in anger, and his sword-wielding hand began to tremble, filled with incomparable terror.

"Impossible, this must be an illusion, it must be …"

Remembering his own mission, Wharton's fear returned, and he steeled his heart, secretly cheering himself on. "Rowan is just a seventeen year old child. How could he have such powerful strength?" "Impossible! This is impossible!"

As he spoke, the powerful flame energy covering Wharton's body suddenly exploded forth. Like a ball of light, the air around Wharton began to blaze as well.

His trembling hands raised the Dark Gold-grade longsword. Powerful fire energy gathered, and the broad body of the sword became as bright as the sun.

"Fire Dragon Break!"

With a wave of the longsword in his hand, an enormous Flame Dragon shot out, carrying with it a tremendous amount of flame power as it charged towards the headless god corpse. At this moment, Wharton's face was filled with a bizarre savagery.

"Go to hell! "Evil heresy!"

Faced with Wharton's powerful attack, the headless god corpse didn't panic at all. Slowly, it raised its hand, and a faint trace of destructive divine power swirled around its fingertip. Immediately afterwards, it clenched its fist tightly, and a powerful fist energy emanated from it.

"Punch of Destruction!"

A powerful destructive force exploded. The headless god corpse's entire body turned into a giant black ball of light, illuminating the clear sky like a dark night. For a moment, the people on the ground felt as if doomsday had arrived.

It was a power that could destroy heaven and earth!

Threads of purple lightning filled the skies, and the aura of death and destruction engulfed the area. They were tightly entwined with that black pillar of light, and it collided head on against Wharton's Saint-level battle skill.

At this moment, Ron's eyebrows shot up as a bad feeling flashed through his heart. He hurriedly said, "Dangerous, let's go!"

"Oh, yes …"

When Catherine heard this, she immediately picked up Ron and was about to rush out.

"Follow me!"

Kathleen was faster, Juliana was faster than her. She hugged the two of them, and with a single thought, her 'Teleportation' of the Mage was released, instantly disappearing from the spot …

"Boom …"

The black light pierced through the horizon, as if doomsday had arrived. Instantly, silence filled the sky, followed by a thunderous sound that resounded through the horizon, accompanied by a powerful destructive divine force.

"Eh? What is that? "

When they were very far away, the fat and chubby leader of the Holy Crusader Order Legion frowned as he looked at the large amount of dust in the distance.

When Sloth sees this, he suddenly opens his eyes wide and cries out, "Not good! That's the aftermath of the explosion. Quick, everyone, move out of the way!"

No matter how timely Si Luo's warning was, it was not a simple matter for a legion of tens of thousands of soldiers to avoid it. In an instant, a commotion broke out among the tens of thousands of troops of the three legions.

Amidst the chaos, a strong shockwave hit them like a typhoon, blowing all the troops to the side. Some soldiers were blown into the air while crying out in alarm before falling to the ground and dying.

"That was close!"

The figures of Ron, Catherine, and Juliana appeared in a safe place. When they looked at the place where they had been standing, they could see that it had already been reduced to ruins.

Kathleen patted her chest and said with lingering fear, "The power of a Saint realm expert is too frightening. We are simply ants!"

"That power …" Juliana hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'm afraid it has surpassed the Saint realm."

They looked at Ron.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say anything, the two sisters felt helpless. However, Kathleen did not mind, but Juliana pursed her lips in dissatisfaction. She knew that Ron had a deep grudge against him.

At this time, the storm of energy in the air had already subsided, the earth had regained its light, and the smoke and dust had dispersed, revealing the dilapidated stone castle.

The survivors were shocked by what they saw.

The entire colored stone castle had completely disappeared, and what replaced it was a huge pit with a depth of over 20 meters, the walls of the pit looked as if they had been cut by a knife, it was incomparably smooth.

Fortunately, before the battle, all the people of the Multicolored Stone Castle had already completely evacuated, otherwise, they would have to be buried together with the entire castle.

"This destructive power is too terrifying. Is this really the power of a Saint?"

"Look …" Right at this moment, a nearby soldier pointed towards the sky and cried out in alarm.

Everyone raised their heads to look at the sky. What they saw left them stunned.

Right now, Wharton was in a miserable state. His hair was disheveled, his clothes tattered, and his body was covered with blood. The pair of dark golden swords in his hands had been tossed out to who knew where, making him look quite bedraggled.

His eyes widened and his body trembled with fear.

The difference in power was simply too great. Wharton would never be able to forget that scene just now. When the enormous flame dragon encountered the black energy, it would melt away like spring snow, completely useless.

After dispersing his power, the black energy seemed to be able to penetrate through everything.

As though he had been struck by a sledgehammer, a powerful force passed through his body. In that instant, Wharton felt as though he was about to die.

The weapon in his hand could not withstand the terrifying force and turned into shards of glass before disappearing.

What kind of power was this? Too powerful, too terrifying. Was this really the power of a human? Wharton knew that he could be considered to be quite experienced, but he truly couldn't see the source of power for this corpse, nor could he see its occupation.

With just a single attack, Wharton was already heavily injured. On the surface, it didn't seem as though his injuries were serious, but his muscles and organs had already been destroyed and exhausted by the destructive divine power.

"Flee!"

A thought appeared in Wharton's mind. Although the mission wasn't completed, none of the missions were as important as his own life. Right now, he understood that he wasn't a match for this strange, headless corpse.

With a sudden turn of his head, Wharton's body transformed into a streak of light, disappearing from where he stood. Ever since he had become a Saint, this was the first time he had been defeated in such a miserable manner.

"Damn it, what did this headless body come from?" Its strength is actually this terrifying? " Although he was heavily injured, Wharton wasn't afraid of his speed at all. He was still very confident in his own speed.

When he thought of how the Holy Emperor had failed to complete the mission which he had been given, Wharton felt extremely unwilling. "Ron, you can consider yourself lucky this time. Next time, humph."

he thought bitterly as he flew.

Wharton's escape was within everyone's expectations, as well as within everyone's expectations. The power of that corpse, which had appeared out of nowhere, was simply too terrifying.

Sloth looks at the sky and shakes his head, "Let's go. It looks like we won't have a chance to take back the Caishi Castle."

After these words came out, everyone felt the same way. In this situation, not to mention regaining the Multicolored Stone Castle, it was pretty good to be able to keep their lives.

"Aiya, he actually escaped!"

Kathleen raised her little fist, her face filled with unwillingness. She pointed at the sky and fiercely cursed, "Hmph, consider yourself lucky!"

"Forget it, let him be!"

Ron was also unwilling to accept this, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch as Wharton fled. The headless god corpse was different from Speck, not listening to his orders at all.

Strange to say, Ron's heart skipped a beat at the thought, as if he had received some kind of response.

At this moment, the headless god corpse moved. It slowly tightened its body as black energy coiled around its body.

The headless god corpse's body also disappeared into the sky with a boom under everyone's dumbstruck gaze.

It actually began to chase after Wharton.

After fleeing, Wharton secretly rejoiced. He was currently flying at full speed, all he wanted to do was find a place to heal.

At this time, with a "sou" sound, a bunch of black lights passed by him at a speed that was at least twice his speed.

At this moment, a majestic figure blocked his way.

"What?"

Wharton was shocked. He rubbed his eyes. He hadn't seen wrongly; that terrifying headless corpse had already caught up to him, blocking his path.

"This is impossible!"

Based on common sense, while a Saint was fleeing at full speed, the chances of him being overtaken by another Saint was less than ten percent.

However, the terrifying corpse had caught up to him so quickly.

"You … what are you trying to do?" Wharton's eyes were filled with terror. Trembling, he took a step back.

There was no answer. The headless god corpse could not speak. At this moment, it stretched out its two large hands.

"Don't you dare come over!"

Wharton frantically retreated, wanting to avoid the headless god corpse's powerful arms. But at this moment, to his terror, he discovered that he couldn't move at all.

The headless god corpse's left hand grabbed his neck and lifted him up like he was holding a small chicken.

"Let go of me, you bastard! Die!"

Wharton's body suddenly exploded in flames. He struggled with all his might, but no matter what he did, he couldn't break free from the headless god corpse's hand.

At this moment, the headless god corpse slowly raised its right fist. Black light constantly flashed on its fist, and traces of killing intent unconsciously spread out.

"You …"

Wharton finally knew what his opponent was planning to do. His eyes bulged out, and he shouted in terror, "No! Don't kill me!"

"Boom …"

The headless god corpse's fist struck out mercilessly, and the black power of annihilation pierced straight through Wharton's head. In that moment, Wharton's head split open like a watermelon. This time, even a Saint-level combatant couldn't be revived.

The powerful black light blasted through Wharton's head, then disappeared into the horizon.

Slow's body shook violently, his eyes wide open.

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