Floating inside the sedan.

This is the prophet absorbing the power of the soul.

The servant nodded and said: "Okay... I understand..."

The words just fell.

A blue light.

It penetrated directly through the servant's head.

Then, dozens of rays of light came, and all the servants were killed.

Stark aimed at the sedan.

Another false flash.

However, it was completely absorbed by the Dark Shield.

"Who... dares to take action at this time? I guess... it can't be an assassin from other ethnic groups..."

The blue fire blooms.

Prophet Tariq appeared outside the sedan.

Looking at the unfamiliar face of the enemy, and the power of the soul ignited in him.

He couldn't help but snorted coldly: "As expected...are they the beasts over there at the Soul Forge? Really vulgar people cannot be trusted... Nearby is Modrick's Walled City.

Do you really want to choose to take action here?

Kid...choose to leave now.

I can pretend that what happened today didn’t happen..."

Answered Tariq.

It was a false flash with extremely strange speed.

At the same time, Stark roared and appeared behind the prophet.

Infinite virtual flash is activated.

boom.

boom.

boom.

Hundreds of attacks all erupted.

Tariq frowned and pressed his bony fingers to the ground.

Countless huge skull shields stood directly in front of him.

However, the explosive power of Xu Flash.

His imagination in the distance.

It only took three seconds for all the defensive shields to shatter.

Prophet Tariq never imagined that the enemy's strength would be so terrifying.

The whole person was blown away.

"Is this the hidden power of the Soul Forge? You guys... actually have such vicious thoughts and target me when you have time...

It's better to deal with the living.

Do you understand..."

Faced with the old man's anger.

Stark smiled evilly and said: "I'm sorry... The orders of the tribe are more important than anything else. What I want is what I have in my hands. I don't care about other things..."

"Sacred object? You really took the sacred object from me. I really hate it... I actually cooperated with you people..."

One of his arms had been blown off.

Stark's attack was too fast.

If the space crack is not opened.

Even if he can't be beaten, he can still escape.

Unfortunately it's too late to say anything now.

The Prophet wanted to escape from this place.

However, Stark's wolf was already chasing him.

When the body is bitten.

It dawned on the prophet.

"You are not a creature from the Holy Realm...your soul aura is wrong...you are...a soul from the outside world!!!"

"Oh? How do you know..."

Stark was a little surprised.

Originally he thought he was disguised pretty well.

Didn't laugh that it was exposed so quickly.

I saw the other party grinning ferociously and saying: "Hahahaha... How do you garbage souls compare with us... Have you seen the holy object in my hand?

There are countless such existences...

Hey Hey..."

"Oh? If there are really so many... you won't be so nervous, idiot... If my guess is right, there is only one sacred object for each ethnic group.

right..."

The old man's eyes narrowed sharply.

The beating of the soul fire slowed down a beat.

boom.

Just when he wanted to say something else.

A false flash directly shattered the arm.

Next comes the head and body.

As for the soul fire, it was torn apart by the wolf.

Stark looked at the dropped dagger.

Grab it and disappear.

It's less than three minutes.

Countless cavalry came.

The leader looked at the mess nearby and the dissipated soul breath, and couldn't help but roar.

"In the end, he wants to destroy our clan's plan..."

"Search for me...don't let anyone go!!!"

"Holy objects must not be lost..."

"yes."

...

A large number of soldiers came out of the walled city.

And Stark kept using snap.

He had escaped long ago.

He didn't stay any longer but passed through the cracks and returned directly to the underground of Sumeru.

It's less than half an hour.

Stark presented the dagger in front of Su Han and others.

"A weapon that can tear apart space?"

"Yes, this is the picture I took..."

Stark played the video.

While everyone was watching, Nasida and Wendy were studying this weird dagger.

After a long time, the video ends.

Lisa couldn't help but sigh: "These guys... seem to have had problems originally, but later due to development, they temporarily stopped fighting...

This can be gleaned from the prophet's dialogue...

As for this short sword.

I think it should be a legacy of the devil..."

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