Carson Flores gasped for breath, suspended in mid-air, his hand around Alfred Weaver’s waist did not loosen.
The danger has not been eliminated!
Who knows if the enemy might desperately engage in battle, launching a sneak attack on the two of us at any mont?
On the horizon, golden dragon shadows danced across the sky, illuminating the entire heavens with golden light.
And behind, a hundred powerful demon cultivators roared past, pouncing towards Vance Holt and his n.
Alfred Weaver glanced down at the hand around his waist, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
Perhaps afraid I might fall, he held on quite tightly, causing my entire body to almost be pressed against him.
"That guy seems really strong..."
Alfred Weaver nodded: "To withstand Uncle Stone’s attack and not die, yet still be able to struggle desperately, he’s at least in the Late Celestial Immortal stage."
Carson Flores looked frightened: "The Heavenly Alliance’s foundation is very strong, even a Late Celestial Immortal has co, and there are so many other powerful figures."
Alfred Weaver’s eyes flashed: "Today, we should deal them a heavy blow. If we can take out those in the Heavenly Immortal realm, that would be even better!"
Carson Flores observed the distant battle and laughed: "It seems Maggie Fitzgerald didn’t co today?"
Alfred Weaver nodded: "She has never been one who likes to charge into battle; she enjoys being high and mighty, giving orders. Her appearance that day was just because she thought she could kill easily, wanting to ridicule face-to-face."
Alfred Weaver displayed a cold smile: "After all, she’s only the guard commander’s daughter, and I’m the Domain Master’s daughter. Though we played together since childhood, I am the master, she is the servant. How would her proud heart ever be willing? Now, given the opportunity to trample underfoot, if she doesn’t show off her arrogance before , wouldn’t it be like wearing fine clothes at night?"
"She rely wants to see how pathetic I look facing death, forlorn, and even expects to see kneeling on the ground begging her..."
Carson Flores chuckled lightly: "Too bad, she failed."
"Indeed, that day’s failure was like a slap in her face, she certainly wouldn’t make such a mistake again."
Alfred Weaver coldly said: "She is definitely in a safe place now, awaiting good news. It’s unclear how she’ll react upon hearing the terrible losses of the Heavenly Alliance."
Carson Flores’ lips curled slightly: "I imagine that expression would be quite interesting!"
"Boom!"
Amidst the loud noise, a beam of golden light fled far away, with the golden dragon shadow rapidly chasing but ultimately failing to catch up.
Carson Flores felt slightly disappointed: "Escaped!"
Alfred Weaver laughed: "People of such strength always have so life-saving skills hidden away. If you don’t crush them decisively, it’s mostly impossible to completely kill them."
"Not everyone possesses Sword Qi granted by Great Land Supre experts, able to thoroughly vanquish cultivators under Daluo."
Before Carson Flores could respond, Ellen Stone’s voice had already transmitted over.
"Cristopher Hopkins, Mr. Flores, co!"
Carson Flores still held Alfred Weaver, using the Ground Shrinking Technique, followed Ellen Stone swiftly back to the place previously ambushed.
The battle continued, but it had already turned one-sided.
The experts of the Heavenly Alliance were making every effort to escape, yet were mostly unable to get away, tightly entangled, as if stuck in a mire.
Ellen Stone commanded casually, and several figures flew over, landing around Carson Flores and the others, surrounding them protectively, while Ellen Stone turned into a beam of golden light. The experts of the Heavenly Alliance one after another burst asunder, dying miserably on the spot.
Carson Flores watched this scene, deeply shocked inside.
The attacking assassins of the Heavenly Alliance were probably at worst True Immortals, mostly Golden Immortals, yet under Ellen Stone’s gaze, like ants, squashed dead casually without the least opportunity to struggle.
Ellen Stone was too powerful!
In a few blinks, the slaughter ceased.
Those who could flee did, those who couldn’t were all killed except for two captives, most couldn’t even escape with their primordial spirits.
Ellen Stone’s figure appeared before Carson Flores and Alfred Weaver, coldly said: "Bring the captives back."
The two captives exchanged glances, faces ashen, then groaned, blood simultaneously trickling from the corners of their mouths.
The surrounding experts were startled, quickly checked, then raised their heads sowhat surprised.
"They committed suicide, even their primordial spirits dissipated!"
Ellen Stone frowned, his figure appeared before them, pointed a finger at one’s brow, after a while, raised a finger again, and pointed at the other’s brow.
Soul Searching Technique!
Ellen Stone withdrew his finger, turned around, said: "These two did not have a high status in the Heavenly Alliance, and did not possess much useful information. They were drawn from this mainland’s masters by the Heavenly Order..."
Alfred Weaver, as expected, smiled: "No matter what, it’s already quite good to deal a heavy blow to the Heavenly Alliance. I suppose the situation on Skyland Continent won’t continue to deteriorate temporarily."
Ellen Stone replied: "The one who fought with should be a Late Celestial Immortal, although he escaped, he was seriously injured by . Without a century or so of healing, I suppose he won’t be able to co out and commit misdeeds again."
Pausing, Ellen Stone’s gaze fell on Carson Flores, filled with astonishnt and admiration: "Mr. Flores, your contribution in this battle is considerable..."
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