Tianluo Prefecture is much denser than theirs, attracting the covetous gaze of powerful beasts, leading to this beast tide."s: Tomorrow, Black Beer will release a new book on the Zhongheng Literature...Ye Bufan shook his head and said, "You think this little trick is impressive You're embarrassing yourself by showing it off. In the eyes of us Chinese people, you're just a joke."

So-called avatars are, at their core, nothing more than illusions that deceive the eye. But since he possesses consciousness, any illusion is utterly useless against him.

"No, this can't be right, you must have guessed."

Ferdinand, who had always prided himself on his magic, was deeply stung to see it dismissed so easily. He couldn't believe it was true.

He got up from the ground and transformed into hundreds of figures again, each holding a ghastly white bone knife in their hand. They surged forward, their momentum awe-inspiring for a moment.

"Stubborn."

Ye Bufan turned around and kicked the figure behind him.

With a thud, Ferdinand was kicked in the stomach and sent flying backward like a broken kite. At the same time, those figures vanished completely.

The entire audience was shocked. If the first time might have been due to luck, the second time hitting the target accurately definitely meant something was up.

Ferdinand struggled to his feet, spitting blood from his mouth. His black robe's hood had been knocked back, revealing a hideous face contorted with horror and disbelief.

"What do you say Want to try again"

"Chinese people, even if you can see through my magic, so what You are still going to die today."

Ferdinand finished speaking and with a gesture, a brightly colored scorpion appeared in his palm.

This scorpion is not very big, about the size of a one yuan coin. It looks very miniature, even a little cute.

Then, he mumbled words under his breath, a series of obscure incantations spilling from his lips. He then spat another mouthful of blood onto the scorpion.

At that very moment, the scorpion inflated like a balloon, instantly growing to five meters long and two meters high, resembling a ferocious ancient beast.

Two enormous pincers waved in front, and its tail was curled high, the stinger on top as sharp as a needle, radiating a chilling gleam.

Ferdinand spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale and drained, yet his eyes blazed with a crazed hunger.

"Ye, this is a seven-colored King Cobra I have been nurturing with my own blood for a hundred years. Even a cannonball can't penetrate its defense, and even if your magic is powerful, you will ultimately become the scorpion's excrement today."

And you, all of you, are going to die.

After he finished speaking

With a sweeping gesture, he shouted in a frenzy: "Darling, enjoy your dinner!"

The scorpion received its orders, waving its two enormous pincers, and slowly walked toward the group.

Its pace wasn't fast, but this only increased the pressure in everyone's hearts.

"I don't believe I can't kill you, you beast! Holy Light Slash!"

Gerald and Gareth, in unison, drew their holy light cross swords from their backs and struck the seven-colored giant scorpion with all their might.

Two blinding beams of holy light tore through the night sky, illuminating the entire mountaintop in a terrifying display. Yet, a glimmer of disdain flashed in the scorpion's eyes.

Its two massive pincers swung forward, meeting a beam of holy light each.

Two dull thuds echoed as the pincers and the Holy Light's Cross Slash collided, shattering the Holy Light into pieces.

Jerrant and Gareth were shaken back seven or eight steps, their faces filled with horror.

Such an effortless feat of disarming their combined attack, it could only be done by a Saint Knight of the Divine Court. Could this scorpion's combat prowess be comparable to that of a Saint Knight

Not only them, but even Helena tied to the pillar was shocked beyond belief. As a companion, she was very clear about the combat strength of the two people, yet they were not even as strong as one of the opponent's venomous insects.

She sighed and said, "The Ghost Witch Cult is really powerful. It seems like I can only rely on the handsome guy to save me."

Lu Banxia rolled her eyes. "Don't be so self-righteous, okay Ye Gege is here to save me."

Helena giggled, "It all evens out. As long as we kill that thing, we're all saved. Then I'll pledge myself to the handsome one."

Anyway, I'm in better shape than you. The cute little guy must like me."

"You... Brother Ye doesn't like you kind of big-breasted cow."

Although Lu Banxia is also very confident in her figure, due to racial differences, she is indeed not as full-figured and sexy as Helena.

Two people are arguing over here, while the fighting over there has just begun.

The unrelenting Geralt and Gareth launched a second assault, but to no avail. Their attacks proved harmless against the scorpion, and even Sophie's purification spell failed to pierce its seven-colored diamond shell's defenses.

Seeing this, Ferdinand laughed triumphantly: "I told you so! Even cannonballs can't penetrate its defenses. Don't waste your effort, just become its rations!"

And just then, the giant scorpion had arrived before Ye Bufan, its two massive iron pincers as fast as lightning, striking from the left...

The vice on the right clamped onto his neck.

"Damn animal, looking for death!"

Before Ye Bufan could make a move, Ye Tian stepped forward, extending both hands to meet the scorpion's iron pincers.

Everyone watching was terrified. They had seen the power of Scorpion's iron pincers firsthand—they were even able to withstand the defense of the Holy Light Cross Sword. Now, he was using his two hands to grab it Wasn't this just asking to be crippled

The pliers' two blood-red eyes flashed, obviously enraged by this tiny human before it. Its pincers clamped down fiercely.

Giant pincers clashed against comparatively diminutive hands, culminating in a series of bone-crunching cracks.

When everyone thought Ye Tian's palm had been crushed by the iron tongs, they discovered that his ten fingers had sunk deep into the crab's iron pincers.

The cracking sound didn't come from Ye Tian, but from the crab's iron pincers being forcibly ripped open with ten holes.

"My God, how is this possible"

Jialante and the others' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in astonishment. They were very clear about how strong the crab's defense was, and yet Ye Tian had managed to pierce it with his attack in this situation. This level of attack power was simply too astonishing.

Ferdinand was even more so, clearly not expecting such a result.

... Before the crowd could recover, Ye Tian exerted force with both hands. Then, with a series of *crack* sounds, he snapped the giant crab's two iron claws in half.

"Hiss..."

Under intense pain, this mutated seven-colored *King Scorpion* let out a shriek and twitched all over.

And just then, the tail it had coiled behind itself suddenly shot up, like a spear its needle-like tip flashing as it streaked toward Ye Tian's chest.

A seven-colored scorpion, the "seven-colored" represents its toxicity, and "king" stands for its defensive power.

Although its defenses have been broken, its venom remains potent, and it is all concentrated in the tail. If you are struck by this multi-colored stinger, even an elephant would instantly turn into a pool of thick blood.

Seeing the tail needle getting closer and closer to Ye Tian, with no possibility of dodging, Ferdinand shouted excitedly: "Chinese, this time I see you still can't die!"

Before everyone's horrified eyes, the spear-like needle pierced Ye Tian's chest with a solid thud.

As expected, the scene of a gruesome gut-wrenching wound did not materialize. Instead, there was a metallic clang, like striking steel, as it bounced harmlessly off an impenetrable surface before falling to the ground.

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