The airship crashed.
The greatsword seemed to have used up all its strength and turned into a three-foot-long purple sword.
With Myriad Thunder's body still falling, the purple sword quickly left with his body.
The chaotic battlefield quieted down.
Both sides looked into the distance at the same time.
A figure was hovering in the clouds.
The purple sword placed Myriad Thunder's corpse down and circled around him happily.
Who else could it be but Victor?
In his right hand was Myriad Thunder's corpse, and in his left hand was a purple divine talisman that gave him a strong sense of danger.
"I knew it. Myriad Thunder has a level six divine talisman. Fortunately, I was careful. Otherwise, I would have been killed indiscriminately."
Levi put away the divine talisman and the spoils of war from Myriad Thunder.
Levi wanted to go to the Barbarian King and exchange for the bounty using Myriad Thunder's corpse.