The sharp sword pierced the pursuer's heart from behind, mercilessly penetrating the fragile flesh, and then stabbed out of his chest.

The tracker watched all this with blank eyes, completely unable to believe what was happening.

The ultimate etheric shielding? Or should I say...

He turned his head hard, and in the corner of his vision, the pursuer saw Palmer's blurry figure. He was pitch black, without any ether reaction, only cold steel, and an assassination that returned to its essence.

Oh... Is this a professional from the Order Bureau? The smoke obscured the vision, and then gave up the ether, and only used this simple and ridiculous assassination method.

This may sound a bit unbelievable, but it is indeed very reasonable. These people have relied on the supernatural power for too long. They have held it tightly in their hands without thinking that letting go will also have an effect.

Palmer's body once again ignited the glow of ether, and the dagger quickly penetrated the pursuer's throat, pulled hard, and chopped off his entire head.

He successfully killed the troublesome pursuer, but at the cost, Palmer was also directly exposed to the encirclement. Several terrifying ether reactions sprang up, and all kinds of weird secret energies rushed towards Palmer.

And arrived.

There were fireworks, thunder, and weird psychic shocks, which caused double images in Palmer's eyes and blood overflowing from his nose.

"Bologo!"

Palmer opened his mouth to shout, and the next moment, another rumbling sound came from the dark dome.

Burlogo was like a wishing machine. He heard Palmer's wish, then responded, using all his strength to control the material above his head.

Secret Energy: The Kingdom of Summons.

After the distant and deep sound, Boluoge forcefully tore open the dome above his head, only to see the dark sky cracking, and the light from the surface falling in without any hindrance.

What fell with it was the broken earth.
Chapter completed!