After saying this puzzling words Lancelot had no signs, Baitans suddenly moved. He walked towards Ophelia and others coldly. Although the sound of stepping on the water was slight, it faintly overshadowed the surrounding wind and rain, filling the entire space.

Although Baitans seemed to be walking casually, under the cover of his super momentum, there was no flaw on his body. The three dusk-level judges noticed this and frowned, holding their weapons to protect Ophelia and Asakusa. They had entered an absolute fighting posture. As long as Baitans had a trace of strangeness, they would launch the most fierce mad attack!

Baitans' pace was very slow. Although he was step by step and powerful, he had no murderous intent or fighting spirit. Perhaps he had never seen such a plain footwork. The three dusk-level judges couldn't help but lose their minds. For a moment, they even began to wonder whether Baitans really had no hostility, or...

Treat them as ants, and pinch them into pieces.

Will people show their hostility to ants? No.

It seemed as if only a few seconds had passed, and it seemed that several hours had passed, Baitans walked indifferently to Ophelia. Before they knew it, their distance became so close that they could touch each other with a slight move of their arms. There was almost no barrier between them...

"Boom!" When Baitans stopped, the three dusk-level judges beside Ophelia and Asakusa, three human elites selected from the world's evolutionists by the Judicial Council, their heads were broken without warning...

This is true without warning. If the three dusk-level judges have souls after their death, they can swear that they will carefully observe the situation in front of them throughout the whole process. However, even with the super dynamic vision of the evolver, they still cannot see clearly what happened, even if they find a trace of clue.

This series of changes was too fast. From Baitans' sudden punch to kill three dusk levels one by one, to crossing this distance of several meters and returning to Ophelia, the whole process was completed in an instant. The judges at the dusk level didn't know how they died. Even when they stood still, the blood that the three dead had just begun to fall...

This is a kind of declaration. Baitans made his own declaration of strength when facing Ophelia, the god of death.

If it were someone else, I would have been scared to see this scene, but Ophelia smiled strangely, her eyes looked at Baitans like a poisonous wolf, and said quietly, "Thank you, I have solved three hindrance fish for me."

Baitans faced Ophelia directly, and the inferior race annihilation blade quietly popped out from under his wrist, and the strange laughter immediately came, "Cleaning up the garbage, a simple task."

After a full three seconds of confrontation, there was no sign and the two of them took action at the same time.

The terrifying black sickle appeared in the void. The weapon body was actively huge and weighed thousands of pounds. When it danced, a substantial terrifying sword light slashed out from the sickle blade. The empty warehouse a hundred meters away turned into hideous fragments of debris in the blink of an eye, splashing like dust. The slash of the sickle blade even destroyed the nearby atmosphere. The entire rain screen was torn apart, and hundreds of meters in a radius became a clear vacuum.

The black dragon armor on Baitans was shaken out of cracks, but the inferior race annihilation blade under his wrist was firmly against the tip of the black sickle blade. After a stalemate for half a minute, the rain curtain that was shaken by the black sickle was sprinkled from the sky again and fell on the two of them.

"Interesting! It's worth killing 10,000 Nordics." Baitans burst out with a fanatical battle cry, and his bulging muscles made the black dragon armor crack. The inferior race annihilation blade raised up and directly pushed back the black sickle.

Ophelia turned around and took off the remaining energy from the black sickle. Her beautiful eyes were covered with coldness and hideousness, like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf, filled with darkness and slaughter. She smiled gloomyly, "It seems that you have investigated my bloodline specifically."

The more people killed by the same race, the more destructive power it will be to this race!

"Boom!!!" Baitans hit the annihilation blade of inferior races in front of him, counterattacked, absorbing 10,000 Nordic bloodlines with strong destruction blessings for Ophelia, who was born in Nordic. The huge force like a sky-collapse was directly pressed on the black sickle. The ten thousand tons of earth was mobilized by the aftermath of the shocking slash. The rock layer began to collapse. The land of fifty meters collapsed directly to three meters deep, like a vortex leading to hell.

"Hahaha! You haven't killed enough. You should kill all the Nordic people in the world to be qualified to challenge me!" Ophelia grabbed the hook blade at the end of the black sickle, and wrapped around Baitans' hand as accurately as a machine, dragging it away directly. Then she kicked her back and opened a distance from him. The liberated black sickle slashed on the ground. Although the power was not great, it was a rushing black mist. They splashed around like broken water splashes, like a spider web hunting, looking for prey frantically and rushing Baitans from all directions.

Baitans couldn't dodge and was rubbed by a wisp of black mist. He really rubbed his arms for a moment. The invincible black dragon armor became sandy like the destruction of time. Then the skin below began to shrink, dehydrate, and carbonize, and further spread with the erosion of the black mist.

"Hmph, the fog of the broken end has the ability to accelerate the erosion of time." Faced with the continuous erosion of black fog, Baitans laughed without panic. The cunning commander suddenly raised his proud head and roared through the sky, "Give me all your strength!!!"

Under Ophelia's frown, with the duel field where the two were at the center, strange red lights suddenly rose from all directions. The rune energy rising from the end of the horizon tore the dark rain curtain, gathering like a gushing river, rushing towards Baitans' body collectively. At the same time, the strange spells of the shamans came from the end of the sky.

Baitans is as sinister and cunning as ever. He is a person who uses any means to win. At Sanjiangyuan, he was able to drain the energy of his shamans just for one game. At this time, he was against the world's number one evolutionist, how could he not prepare the trap in advance?

When more than a hundred rune red lights merged into Baitans' body, his power had expanded to a terrible level. Now Ophelia is not only facing Baitans, but not only absorbing ten thousand Nordic inferior race annihilation blades, but also more than 100 shamans who contributed his strength and life from all directions!
Chapter completed!