LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

This third strike has expended all of Darlene’s inner qi!

If she is still unable to defeat the white youth in front of her, then Darlene will have no recourse!

At this moment, on the grand stage, rocks are flying!

Two flows of sword energy, like the Milky Way, crisscross in front and behind the white youth, blocking his escape routes!

Under these circumstances, the third strike’s sword energy is like a visible waterfall, fierce and relentless!

In any case…

Under such grand sword energy, the white youth has no way to escape!

In that instant, everyone around the stage is holding their breath.

Of course, except for two people.

One is Jun.

The other is Noelle.

Boom!

Darlene’s third strike’s sword energy finally pours down like a mercury waterfall!

Landing on the white youth’s head!

In an instant.

The white youth’s legs are completely submerged in the ground!

Only half of his body is exposed!

His upper body’s clothes are completely torn, exposing his gleaming skin to the air!

But his head seems to have no damage at all.

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Blood oozes from his facial features!

Golden blood flows from his eyes!

From his nose, mouth, and ears, there is also golden blood overflowing!

Silence!

Deadly silence!

On the grand stage, there is only the heavy breathing of Darlene.

Obviously…

The three strikes just now have completely depleted her strength!

Among the audience around the stage, Cecelia stares in disbelief at the scene on the stage, blurting out a sentence.

“Victory… won?”

Beside her, Lyvia doesn’t speak, but instead gazes directly at the white youth on the stage.

But at this moment.

Boom!

The white youth suddenly claps his hands on the ground and jumps into the air!

Whoosh!

Soaring into the sky.

At the same time.

His body, gleaming with gold.

As he lands, he looks like a golden angel from the West, dazzling and blinding!

And as the white youth lands.

Everyone around the stage gasps.

This white youth, though injured, still has the strength to fight!

Seeing this scene, Darlene suddenly widens her eyes, looking at the white youth as if seeing a ghost.

She is an Ethereal Core expert!

A full-force attack!

The opponent seems to have only suffered minor injuries!

How is this possible?

But the white youth’s face is filled with golden veins, looking extremely ferocious!

Then, he slowly raises his hand, wiping the golden blood from his eyes, sneering coldly as he speaks.

“Amaterasu Kingdom, Holy Temple, the number one female killer, is this all you’ve got?”

This statement causes an uproar!

Eastern Orthodoxy’s high priest Charles, sitting in the stands, still maintains a nonchalant expression and smiles as he speaks.

“My Eastern Orthodoxy’s golden knight is truly extraordinary.”

Upon hearing this, the white youth turns to Charles, elegantly asking.

“Respected High Priest Charles, I am about to kill someone, and I intend to kill all these yellow-skinned monkeys at the scene, would this not cause any trouble for Eastern Orthodoxy?”

Charles smiles.

“Leave the woman, thank you.”

The white youth nods.

“Alright, respected High Priest Charles!”

As he speaks, the white youth suddenly disappears from his original spot, like a golden shadow, heading towards Darlene!

At that moment.

Darlene is completely hopeless.

She doesn’t even have the courage to strike again.

She closes her eyes.

Waiting for the arrival of death!

Just then.

A streak of white light shoots towards the stage from the audience area.

Clang!

A phoenix-headed longsword.

In an instant, it lodges in front of Darlene, blocking the white youth’s attack!

The one who drew the sword…

Who else but Lyvia?

And the sword she suddenly threw is the Emei Lineage’s prized possession, the Yi Xian Sword!

The sword trembles, emitting waves of phoenix cries.

The sound is extremely ear-piercing!

And the Yi Xian Sword exudes a terrifying aura, making it impossible for anyone to approach even half a step!

The white youth is now frozen in place.

Everyone around the stage widens their eyes.

Lyvia…

Has once again made a move.

Following that, everyone’s gaze focuses on Lyvia, especially the white youth on the stage.

It never occurred to anyone that Lyvia is not to be trifled with.

But at this moment, Lyvia does not get up from her seat.

“I’ll let you perish on your own.”

The white youth is about to say something, when he suddenly feels a gust of wind.

At the same time, he feels completely surrounded by darkness.

Noelle. She walks over.

Standing behind Darlene, she looks down at the white youth.

And says with a smile.

“My second young mistress said to let you commit suicide, didn’t you hear?”

The white youth suddenly widens his eyes.

Looking at Noelle’s face.

Darlene does the same, turning around to look, only to see Noelle’s shins.

Then, Darlene immediately looks up.

At the sight of Noelle, she is almost fainting.

Could it be…

That such a race of people really exists in this world?

At the same time.

Everyone around the stage is shocked.

No one expected this turn of events.

How could one person be so tall?

But then Noelle suddenly turns to Lyvia and asks.

“Second young mistress, do you need me to stomp this western bug to death for you? It’s a piece of cake!”

And in the distance, Jun, standing on a dragon pillar, unnoticed by anyone, also feels bewildered.

Lyvia is getting more and more mischievous.

But… it feels pretty good.

Meanwhile, the white youth, taking a deep breath, forcefully suppresses his inner anger and says to Lyvia.

“Come down for a fight!”

But Lyvia still shows no sign of getting up.

“I told you to commit suicide.”

The white youth is about to say something, but suddenly feels a strong wind rushing towards him.

At the same time, he feels completely shrouded in shadow.

Noelle walks over.

Standing behind Darlene, she looks down at the white youth and says with a smile.

“My second young mistress said for you to commit suicide, didn’t you hear?”

The white youth’s eyes widen in shock.

Looking at Noelle’s face.

Darlene does the same, turning around to look, only to see Noelle’s shins.

Then, Darlene immediately looks up.

At the sight of Noelle, she is almost fainting.

Could it be…

That such a race of people really exists in this world?

At the same time.

Everyone around the stage is shocked.

No one expected this turn of events.

How could one person be so tall?

But then Noelle suddenly turns to Lyvia and asks.

“Second young mistress, do you need me to stomp this western bug to death for you? It’s a piece of cake!”