This was the Rose Prince that Ye Zixu had never seen before. She rembered that in the official place of the United Kingdom where the powerful from Section Seven gathered, even with the presence of S-class Brando right in front of her, this Natasha never appeared weak for a mont.
But now...
Mo Ke clearly also recognized the woman, whose entrance was overwhelmingly aggressive and striking, as the world-renowned Rose Prince. But he didn’t expect her to be in such a state.
Moreover...
Mo Ke silently watched Natasha’s "kabedon" pose on Sui Yi.
This isn’t quite appropriate, is it?
Sui Yi, don’t you feel anything?
Indeed, Sui Yi felt nothing; she only sensed the bizarre, icy aura in Natasha’s palm as they made contact.
Extrely dangerous and terrifying.
Her heart skipped a beat.
What kind of power is this?
At that ti, Natasha’s "unconventional landing thod" indeed shocked everyone.
Even Pierre and others were quite astonished, as were the black wizards who sensed sothing was amiss.
Natasha, a British A-class prince stronger than Pierre—Pierre ranked fourth, but Natasha was second.
No, she should be first.
—According to the recent leaked information from the British military, Natasha had already reached the stage of an S-class preparatory king, that is, a half-step king.
She was undoubtedly the number one king within the United Kingdom.
Even in the world rankings of kings, she could make great strides.
Her arrival... destined to be a great trouble for them.
Take action!
The black wizards uniformly charged towards Frank.
Frank’s expression changed; his first reaction was to turn around and seize the last box.
He lifted his eyes, and a glassy mist covered his pupils.
At the sa ti, those black wizards suddenly felt like there was a mysterious glass wall blocking their path.
The witchcraft could not pass through.
What type of power is this?
Frank is definitely no ordinary person!
A mont of an instant.
The black wizards were blocked by Frank.
Yet...
The dark shadow at the top twisted again, seemingly extending snake-like hands, swaying~
At first glance, it looked like the ritual of a wizard from an ancient tribe.
What kind of incantation are they performing?
Sui Yi, Natasha, and even the old woman and the middle-aged man in the corner all tightened their breath.
That box!
Thud, thud, thud!
The last box leaped, emitting violent collision sounds, as if sothing inside was trying to break free.
Bang~!
The box struck Stanton, sending him flying and crashing into the ground, forming a crater. He jumped out from the pile of rubble, spitting blood and cursing: "Damn! Frank! What the hell is in this box!"
The impact seed terrifyingly strong.
Moreover, the speed was frightening.
Many adventurers, privately invited by Frank for assistance, imdiately retreated.
Bam bam bam!
The box, which had been wildly hitting everything in sight, suddenly shot towards Kerry!
Kerry, a wild woman, always bold and never shying away; in fact, she couldn’t avoid it.
She clenched her fist and fiercely punched forward!
Boom!
Box collided with fist!
The power of an A-class warrior surged!
How strong could the material of that box be? Anything below S-class couldn’t break it.
So the box didn’t break, but Kerry flew out, her fist a bloody ss.
However, she delayed the box for a second.
A second was enough for Frank to leap over and grab it.
The black wizards rushed towards Frank...
Suddenly, it was as if all their clashes fell silent, and those present could only hear a very clear and eerie chanting.
Maybe only two present understood it.
Sui Yi and Mo Ke looked at each other.
——O omnipotent God, please forgive these foolish and insignificant creatures for their offenses against You. We co here to this ancient land with the Commandnts of Slaughter, only to retrieve Your eye. If we violate Your commandnts or those of the Midland gods, let us repay with their blood and my Ten Commandnts punishnt...beseech You to appear, return to the ancient land.
God? God’s eye?
They suddenly looked at that box.
Light burst violently from within the box, so dazzling that even they felt their eyes hurt, let alone others.
Boom!
The box exploded!
A shadow cut through the light.
Suspended amidst the white glow.
At that mont, the Beak of the Golden Crow on Sui Yi’s left hand shimred with gold light.
Mo Ke lowered his eyes as green light erged in his palm.
Thud!
An old woman struck the ground with her cane, the echo lingering, piercing, briefly shattering the white brilliance, awakening everyone.
At the sa ti, the middle-aged man stood up, and the space around him fractured.
No one else was left in the scene, only them.
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