When they heard this, the remaining Thrones couldn’t help but glance at a certain individual, their minds stirring as a hint of dread subtly passed between them.
The silver-haired man, noticing the subtle change in the atmosphere, swept his gaze over everyone and said lightly, "I am rely the precursor. Each and every one of you... also has the sa opportunity."
Hearing this, the Thrones’ expressions slightly changed, a peculiar glow twinkling in their eyes.
Yes, indeed. His words held truth. They too had an opportunity.
Power was the sole reason they chose to join Mosa. Compared to other branches of the Evil God Sect, the way to gain power in Mosa was indeed far simpler and easier. Provided they had authority and wealth for continuous sacrifices and hunting, each of them here could ascend unhindered, endlessly and effortlessly obtaining formidable power that others could scarcely imagine.
Among these Thrones, more than one or two had already reached the ninth level. It was rely because this power of theirs could not be openly displayed; otherwise, how could the global power rankings possibly be as they are now?!
At this thought, the Thrones refocused their attention on the figure below. It had three heads and six arms, wielded a giant axe, and was locked in an intense battle amidst laser energy beams and combat chs.
They were like a group of conspiring hunters, watching prey that had fallen into their carefully laid trap and was now struggling in its death throes. Patiently, they waited for its strength to deplete and its blood to run dry. Then... they would swarm it, carve it up, and feast upon the remains.
RUMBLE...
The explosions from below were incessant. Soon, all the tal pillars on the Sacrificial Square were destroyed. The wreckage of the dispatched high-level combat chs lay scattered everywhere.
One of the Thrones frowned slightly and couldn’t resist asking, "How long must we wait? Why don’t we..." He made a cutting gesture with his hand and said cruelly, "Be decisive. Let’s just use the final asure."
The other Thrones all agreed. The prey’s tenacity had sowhat exceeded their expectations. Of course, it was more that they were all growing impatient. Instead of slowly grinding down the opponent, it was better to use a sure-kill strike to annihilate it directly.
The diamond-masked, silver-haired man scanned everyone and offered no objection. "Then let’s initiate the Ultimate Hunt," he said lightly, then casually gestured downwards.
The next second, the shattered ground of the Sacrificial Square below began to glow, and the massive Disk machine concealed beneath it officially activated.
Energy converged with the terrifying force and speed of a tsunami. Even they, the Thrones standing far from the battlefield, could feel the terrifying power contained within, a power that seed capable of destroying everything.
One Throne’s eyes flashed with an uncanny light. "This strike could sink a small landmass, couldn’t it?" he snarled, his low voice thick with uncontrollable excitent.
"To obliterate it with this strike... it’s only fitting, given that guy’s performance at the baptism ceremony just now..."
The figure rampaging across the square below seed to sense the terrifying crisis approach and once again attempted to break through upwards. He wielded his giant axe, fiercely slashing upwards with a colossal beam of force.
But before the beam from his axe could shatter the energy shield...
BOOM!
An indescribable ultrasonic boom reverberated. It was as if a colossal eye suddenly snapped open at the bottom of the vast tal square.
Light more dazzling than the sun erupted.
A terrifying beam of light, thousands of ters thick, shot straight up, its horrifying energy instantly vaporizing everything above the square.
Beneath this blinding, colossal pillar of light that pierced the sky, all the Thrones involuntarily squinted. The light was too dazzling; they could hardly see anything. They could only vaguely perceive that within the blazing pillar, intense enough to lt anything, the three-headed, six-ard figure was dissolving like a snowflake.
The giant axe it wielded also shattered silently under the direct impact of that terrifying energy...
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