The fist broke through space and time and hit Alfonso hard on the chest.

Click!

I don't know if it was the armor or the cracking sound of bones that exploded instantly.

The secondary crystallized armor shattered like paper under the heavy punch of the Dragon Rider Armor.

Alfonso seemed to have been hit by a train. His three-meter-high body instantly arched into the shape of a prawn and sank straight into the altar.

boom!

The body crashed through the side wall, and a deep pit opened vertically to the ground.

This time, a corner of the Eternal Altar, a full ten meters from the ground to the high platform... shattered into pieces.

Mu Fan leaned down to the ground, turned his left hand sideways, and the rotating curved sickle blade fell into the palm of his hand. He raised his head solemnly, and the braids on the back of his head quietly condensed into one, and stood up high!

Mysterious, gorgeous, violent, and powerful.

This is Dragon Rider.

He did not pursue it because he felt something strange about the dragon knight armor.

He felt the psionic energy that almost started to run rampant in his body after that punch.

What's this?

The right fist was slowly withdrawn in front of the eyes. A layer of emerald-like broken powder stuck to the dark gold armor. It melted little by little, and then poured into the blood vessels along the fist with biting coldness and flowed back into the heart!

For the first time, Mu Fan felt the desire coming from the nether energy!

He looked indifferently at the deep hole made by Alfonso, and his eyes actually flashed with a light that only appeared when a ferocious beast was hunting.

That's...hunger.

This time, the seven elders, including Lu Hua, were stunned at the same time.

Their lips were trembling a little, and they looked at each other in disbelief... Several people expressed the same meaning.

This is someone who is not even as good as the lowest...?

How can this be a mortal enemy? This is completely a natural enemy!

"Ah, Lord Alfonso..."

Lu Hua, the rich man, did not say anything. Another elder ran towards the altar tremblingly. Smoke and dust were billowing there, and he felt helpless in his heart.

How could a powerful divine messenger be so vulnerable?

puff!

A green mist of blood spurted out from the smoke, and a huge body staggered out of the deep cave.

"Your nerve cord has been cut off... You have given up the glory of your race... You are not a fanatical warrior, you are not an immortal protoss... You are the shadow of the netherworld..."

"Darkness, Holy Temple!"

"But you are far less powerful than them, and your body is not as big as theirs! Why... who... are you! Ah!!"

The shaky body completely emerged from the smoke.

Alfonso's chest was almost completely collapsed, and the triangular emerald stone was now covered with cracks.

This arrogant divine messenger, with blood streaming from the corner of his mouth, could no longer hold on after taking two steps and fell to his knees.

Alfonso roared miserably but ferociously!

All he relies on is the emerald energy that is almost rampant in the universe...under the psionic energy of the Dark Temple...

So vulnerable.

The violent punch that suddenly appeared in the shadow cracked a corner of the jade stone, penetrated his chest, and completely broke the tentacle on the back of his head that was connected to the forest.

He must pass the information back before the other tentacle melts away.

here has……
Chapter completed!