The Impaler

The scene that they were witnessing greatly shocked them.

The virtual simulation of the arena displayed ruthless hunting.

Pools of blood appeared all over that area. Then out of nowhere, tree roots dashed up from the ground like snakes, piercing through the victim who was floating in the air, completely crushed.

“What is that?” The spectators were puzzled, looking at the scene.

They were looking for the owner of these impaling roots.

However, no matter which way they looked, they had no idea which Battle Animal these roots came from and who owned them. Only the people of the Builder Field watched the whole thing with pale faces.

“Merlin? That kid is Merlin?” A man from the Builder Field said in shock.