Crack!
With a loud cry, Olu woke up from the pain.
"Ah!
My … arm … "
"You …"
"You what? Give it to me!"
Zhang Xing broke Olu's arm with a kick and snatched the staff away.
Holding his broken arm, Olu blankly looked at the doomsday-like scene around him and his second brother who was lying on the ground on the verge of death. Olu couldn't wrap his head around it and was stunned.
"This … What happened?"
"Oh, right!
Previously, I used a forbidden spell with Second Brother and saw a rain of fire. After that, I fainted from exhaustion. "
"Zhang Xing and the others should have died under the Forbidden Curse, but he didn't. Second Brother is about to die. What's going on?"
"Ah … Who the f * ck can tell me what happened?"
Olu panted heavily. He bit his lower lip and roared in his heart.
"Third Brother … We've failed. The forbidden spell … the forbidden spell didn't kill Zhang Xing!"
Olu slowly shook his head and muttered to himself, "Second Brother's voice is weak.
"No, it can't be. This is impossible. This can't be real …"
His eyes were glazed over, and he kept shaking his head, refusing to believe that this was the truth.
Moments later, Olu's body began to tremble and he began to laugh. His laughter grew louder and louder until he finally threw his head back and laughed maniacally.
"Hahahaha …"
Looking at his third brother's crazed state, Morris panted heavily. He could feel that he was exhaling more than he was inhaling. He knew that he would not live for long!
The black dragon and the white-robed man were definitely stronger than high-level Emperors. Only people at that level could easily attack and not kill him, leaving him with a breath of life!
Olu laughed until his voice was hoarse, and then he began to cry.
"Why is that?
Why does the God of Fortune always favor that damned child? "
"What right does he have?
He doesn't worship the Magic God, he doesn't respect the Martial God, he's arrogant and unruly. Why are you still helping him? "
"We, the royal family, have always been your believers. Why won't you help me? Why?"
Zhang Xing didn't care about Olu's cries. He held the golden staff that was almost a meter taller than him. With a thought, a beam of golden light shot out.
"Rumble!"
Not far away, a large crater more than ten meters deep was blasted out of the cracked ground. Moreover, the remaining power did not diminish as it spread out in all directions like a highly explosive bomb.
"Damn, it's so powerful! It's just a casual wave, and I haven't even used my full strength yet!"
"If I were to use my full strength, I wouldn't even need to use any Forbidden Spells to flatten the several thousand square meters main residence!"
"With three Emperor Artifacts and a Forbidden Spell, the entire Imperial Capital might be destroyed!"
He was shocked by his own deduction. Wasn't this the same as the power of a nuclear bomb?
F * ck!
The Battle Emperor Armor Set was so powerful, and the increase in power wasn't as simple as one plus one. It increased exponentially.
Putting away her staff, she looked at the tragic situation around her and waved her hand.
"Sending them to the eighteenth level of hell? That's insane. Even if there's a personal grudge, there's no need to send so many innocent people to their deaths."
"How could you have the heart to do that? They've been working like cows and horses in the Prince's Mansion for generations. Even if they didn't contribute anything, they still worked hard. It's not worth it for them to die for no reason!"
"In the eyes of aristocrats like you, their lives are no different from those of animals. How cold-blooded!"
"I don't think there should be any aristocrats in this world!"
Shaking her head, she was just about to let Black Treasure and the others do it when she heard a long sigh.
"Sigh!"
"My young friend Zhang Xing, can you let them go for my sake?"
Emperor Keith's figure appeared in a flash.