The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

"hateful!"

Mu Bai's arms were troubled for a while, he didn't know how many knives he slashed crazily, and gradually felt that his strength was exhausted, and the flickering light on the Dragon Slaying Knife became weaker and weaker.

Castile's situation is not much better than Mubai's, and his body is almost reaching the limit of endurance. If he continues to draw a large amount of divine power from the Vajra Emblem, his body will burst, and many bruises have appeared on his skin. The scars split by the divine power, the blood vessels are exposed, and the blood is flowing all over the body, like a blood man, it looks terrifying.

……

"come back."

Dila smiled slightly, and took back the queen's scepter in her hand.

The Vulcan puppet in front of her and the ribbons wrapped around her body also disappeared at the same time.

Losing the shackles of the ribbon, the Vulcan puppet did not continue to attack Dila, and lost Hamiron's mind sustenance, the whole body condensed a little bit, turning back into a rotating Vulcan bead.

Dila stretched out her white left palm, and the Vulcan Orb automatically flew back into Dika's palm as if meeting her closest lover.

"How could this be?"

Caesar on the opposite side saw that Dila took back the Vulcan Orb, and his jaw almost dropped in surprise. If Hamilon was still clear, he would be so angry that he vomited blood. Thinking of it was so easily cracked by Dila.

Dila glanced at Caesar and the unconscious Hamiron in his arms, and asked calmly, "Is there anything else you want to say in the end?"

Caesar's body shook, and he roared unwillingly: "This is no longer the era of the elves...you...you have no right to kill me!"

Dila smiled and said, "I still don't know how to repent, go to hell and repent your sins."

He raised the scepter in his hand and pointed it at Caesar, and hundreds of vines with sharp thorns stretched out from the scepter, winding towards him.

Case has almost no ability to resist now, his right arm is crippled, and he is still holding Hamiron in one hand, even if he wants to draw a bow to fight back, he can only turn the last bit of divine power in his body into a shield to protect his body.

The spiked vines entangled Caesar's body like a rice dumpling in the blink of an eye, quickly tightened, and easily broke Caesar's defensive shield.

"No..." Caesar finally shouted in despair.

The next moment, his and Hamilon's bodies were twisted into countless pieces of flesh by the sharp vines.

Afterwards, the spiked vines slowly loosened, and the blood mixed with the minced meat flowed out, leaving only a godhead exuding colorful light floating there.