Chapter 366

Under the sky shrouded in negative energy clouds, there is a sky of gravel rising from all over the island and gathering somewhere on the island.

At first, it was just a tan sphere with a diameter of about ten meters, on which Dalton Warren stood. Continuously attracted, and then the entire sand ball began to spread down, and there were changes in shape.

Neck, arms, chest…

Even if it’s only half a body, a giant more than ten meters tall finally appeared on this island.

The sand and dust that has not yet fully integrated into the sand giant’s body surrounds it, gradually turning into something similar to the gravel belt around the planet.

In this brief moment, those who were fighting in other areas of the island felt as if a huge rock had been pressed against their hearts, and their strength was slightly weaker, and the part of the aliens who were closer was even more direct. He collapsed to the ground, desperately trying to escape the range that the sand giant’s might could affect.

The real dominant powerhouse, Dalton Warren, is getting real!

Standing above the sand giant’s head, Dalton’s eyes fell on Behemoth Edward, who looked no more than the size of an ant. He habitually put his hands into the left and right pockets of his coat.

Anyone who is familiar with Dalton Warren knows that the burly-looking Chief of the Anomaly Bureau is actually a complete elemental alien whose fighting style is different from that of the Chief of Police. a complete extreme.

“Edward, your ability, apart from yourself, there should be no one in Demingham who knows better than me. Explosion and slicing mean extreme speed and destructive power. It should be the easiest to be a heretic.”

Dalton did not shy away from the repressive relationship between the two. During the Thunderstorm War, he had seen too many faces with Edward and was forcibly beheaded within a few seconds. The aliens they killed, they didn’t even have time to use their innate talent, and the moment they realized Edward’s amazing speed, their bodies had already been chopped into two pieces.

As Demingham’s only two dominant-level heretics, from the moment Dalton decided to go to the opposite of Edward, his imaginary enemy has always been Edward.

“Over the years, in order to deal with you, I have thought of many ways, but I still can’t think of a move that can crack your Blade Technique. In the past, I fought with you, and it is already a good idea to win three out of ten games. The limit, but today is different. The poison on your body will not take long to break out. I know this is your last battle, and I know that you will fight with me in a way that burns your soul, so…I I’m not going to give you this chance.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a sand platform was born under Dalton’s feet, lifting him straight into the sky.

Dalton’s response to Edward’s fight to the death is simple, run!

Not simply fleeing the battlefield, but leaving the sand giant as Edward’s opponent, involving him while placing himself in an absolutely safe position.

He’s going to consume Behemoth Edwards alive!

It’s okay to be called mean or a villain.

Commoner background Dalton once got into a fight, all he could think about was how to win.

Respect the enemy?

For him, it’s always just the same idea as when he sees beggar’s charity when he’s facing a sure-beating enemy.

And what he is facing now is a dominance-level alien with a mortal determination. Is the opponent’s pursuit or the ultimate explosive output? He is confronting people head-on?

How much water does it take to do this stupid thing?

Victory is everything.

This is Dalton’s creed!

Behemoth Edward looked at the cloud of negative energy that was so close that he couldn’t even see the silhouette from his position.

Spots of light representing soul energy poured out from all over Edward’s skin, and immediately transformed into deep red, as if every bit of soul was ignited at this time.

Dalton’s idea is correct. For Edward, who is the last battle, burning his soul is the only way he can defeat the former.

Unfortunately, even this step is still counted by Dalton.

“Edward, this is where your bones are buried…”

Dalton knew too much about Edward’s innate talent. In addition to the burning soul, in terms of ground duels alone, Edward in this state can definitely make most of the same level of dominance-level aliens unable to eat and walk, but even if his slashing can be Tearing Space?

If it doesn’t fall on him, it’s just empty talk after all.

Edward, standing in the open space, is still burning his soul, completely and unreservedly!

The long knife was inserted in front of him, and his eyes fell on the sand giant in front of him. He didn’t move, and the sand giant didn’t move, as if he was determined to make a sandbag.

He raised his hand expressionlessly, and the space ring that he had given to Nancy before returned to his hand at some point.

He noticed this space ring when he woke up before. At first, he was extremely disappointed, but when his consciousness entered his space ring and found what was inside, it turned to joy.

After wiping it with his fingers, a bottle of potion fell into his hand, and the label on it clearly read: Lionheart Potion.

The exact same potions that Nancy ate for her soul puppets appeared in Edward’s hands one by one.

I poured all these medicines into my throat, and finally came out a note.

“father, I forgive you!”

The note reads like this.

“Oh, Borsh, you still like to do this kind of boring stuff…”

Putting the note in his pocket, Edward knew it wasn’t Nancy wrote it, but it doesn’t seem to matter who wrote it at this time.

What if it was true?

At least these potions don’t lie.

“I have prepared a lot of things.”

Squinting, Dalton’s eyesight is not bad. beyond mortals.

“Nancy, I know you can hear it, you can control the wind silk, you should have the innate talent of Gooniz, in order to achieve your goals, how about helping me the sinner in the end?”

He stretched out his hand to hold the long knife, and the breath he exhaled between his mouth and nose shattered the sand and stones that were attacking him in an instant.

Restrained all the power, cast his eyes to the sky, and said softly.

A wisp of wind came with the wind, circled around Edward, and created a pair of azure wings behind him like weaving embroidery.

With complete power release, the wind wing took Edward up into the sky. Dalton, who was at a high altitude, looked at this scene with a gloomy expression.

“didn’t expect you still have this hand ready…the quicksand shape!”

The heavy sand giant’s arms suddenly slashed open, next moment The heavy sand armor formed before peeled off in an instant, and a smaller bird formed of sand and gravel was born out of the sand giant and fluttered its wings.

A strong wind blew up on the flat ground, and the sand platform under Dalton’s feet seemed to be magnetic, and fell vertically on the bird’s back.

Can’t run?

However, Edward told him with practical actions that if he wanted to run, he had to ask the chasing people whether they agreed or not!

This is a feather formed by the thread of wind, and its speed is not comparable to that of a sand bird formed by a pile of heavy gravel.

As the azure light flickered, Edward appeared in front of Sand Bird’s head.

“Edward!!!”

Dalton’s roar can still be clearly heard by the people below even at an altitude of 100 meters.

Blade Technique ·Crack!

The next second, a dark crack suddenly appeared in the sky…

The battle is not entangled, Edward’s innate talent is what he pursues. In a moment of extreme explosion, after burning the soul and drinking so many potions, in the end, only one knife was shot.

This blade chops up space.

Destroy Slaughter Daoton Warren!

“Is this the dominance level?”

Donald looked at the natural phenomenon in the sky, the previous sand giant transformed into a sand bird was shocking enough for him, however, Before this blade, these things turned into nothingness, and its impact can be imagined.

“Losing… Lord Warren, dead…”

The two sides were fighting, but the leader was beheaded and killed from the beginning The tail seems to be running away.

This is undoubtedly devastating to the imposing manner of a thunderstorm.

Looking at that Space Crack, I don’t know how many thunderstorm remnants fell to the ground, as if Essence, Qi, and Spirit were all swept away.

In fact they did lose.

Dalton Warren, Ladies of Despair, fall one after the other.

The three leaders in the thunderstorm were killed by Donald alone, and the remaining one was facing Clark, the deputy director of the Anomaly Bureau.

The rest may be okay Win on low-end battle strength with numbers.

But it’s a pointless victory…

The energy of the air riot will eventually dissipate.

But no one fell from the sky.

Dalton Warren was crushed into flesh and blood by Space Crack, and once Behemoth Edward’s effect of burning his soul disappeared, the side effects of the medicine on his body would naturally disappear as his body declined. burst out.

Only one space ring slowly fell from the air under the tandem of the wind threads, and finally fell into Nancy’s hands.

Semir, Borsh, and Fern looked at the sky over there, watching their old friends sacrifice themselves for the ultimate success of this plan, sadness in them. The faces of these men who had gone through wind and rain appeared undisguised.

But now they haven’t reached the time to reminisce about the past.

“Say, who gave you this chart and the information here!”

The mechanical puppet surrounded the Saintess congregation, and the threat could not be more obvious.

“Someone called the Lady of Thorns… We don’t know where she came from, but she once mentioned an organization called the Sect…. ..according to her, this organization foresees the end of this world with some secret technique, and soon, the world will face the end of the world, and only a new god can save the world…”

The lady of pain, who seemed to be lost, finished these words intermittently, turned around and pulled out the knife from the waist of the guard beside her, and stabbed her heart with her backhand.

Faith is dead.

She couldn’t find the point of continuing to live.