Chapter 374 (1/2)

Chapter 374: The story behind the sword

When Moya entered his third for instinct He could only use his anger and hatred to support his basic er, so he was able to maintain his consciousness in his third form

However, after Leonis entered his fourth form, he clearly was not able tointent and rage He only had one ene else was an existence that apparently did not matter to him

At that ered avenger

All the obstacles to his revenge would be destroyed, be it the ice-cold buildings or the warners or familiar people of the same race!

It was the same with the wall and the audience stands connected to it that separated him from the wretched human!

Leonis lifted his foot and was prepared to land it, regardless of the nu underneath it

The northern wing of the audience stands looked up and saw a gigantic shadow filling the sky The black snant stench, and the flesh beneath the foot was squir featureless faces

Gross and terror, but antic black shadoas about to crush down over the from the sky!

Death was just a footstep away from the would disregard their lives as they were his subjects, but the reality of death approaching made them squeeze as they attempted to flee!

However, there were only two entrances to the audience stands There were still people who failed to escape

“No, e, open your eyes and look at your people beneath your foot!”

“It’s useless King Leonis has gone mad All he wants now is to kill that huround!”

“If this goes on, before the hu Leonis!”

“Heavens, who can stop him? Bravehearts? Where are our Bravehearts!?”

At that moment, the Transcendents suddenly were reminded of their Bravehearts Weren’t Bravehearts the ones to step up and protect the city in tier, existences that protected their people?

However, when they cast their pleading eyes at the Bravehearts, it was depressing to realize that Moya was already unconscious, while the re seven Bravehearts were slumped on the other side of the audience stands in shock

Fairy tales were just a lie Bravehearts would not stand up at the er because compared to the lives of others, the Bravehearts cared more about their own lives!

At thataway, as well as praying that Leonis would come to his senses at the final moment, there was no other option

Despair did not mean that there wasn’t any hope, but the hope was so slie to believe in it Then, it was as despairing as well

At this moment, the sky was shrouded in such a despair

But, at that instant, a golden bealoomy cloud of despair

“What’s that?”

The Transcendents, ere definitely unable to evacuate in ti for their deaths opened their eyes in shock

In the other three sides of the audience stands, they could only helplessly stare idened eyes at the foot that was about to land

That beautiful golden light rose up froh more than a kilometer!

The golden sword’s blade stabbed into the gigantic flesh foot that was about to land on the audience stands!

And on the other end of the golden sword’s hilt, it was that young human with black and silver hair!

The youth was holding a normal-sized black sith both his hands His body was shrouded in a golden light, as though he was a God that descended to the mortal world

The black sword in the youth’s hands was the hilt to the gigantic golden sword!

The youth who had been using his fists in his fighting was actually a swordsman?

What was this sith the golden sword projection that penetrated the heavens and earth?

Why did he suddenly use such an attack at thisthem who belittled humans all this while?

At that moment, the Transcendents had all kinds of questions in their minds