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Seeing this, Avella smiled contemptuously. She waved her hands, and 12 magic stones flew out, forming a stone shield, blocking Mark's long sword.

"Dang"

Mark's long sword was broken. Mark was stunned. His long sword was blessed with energy, and under normal circumstances, it was indestructible. But the moment it came into contact with the stone shield, the energy was immediately absorbed by the stone shield.

"12 magic stones!!!" Selina exclaimed, "You robbed the magic stones of 12 tribes?"

Avella sneered, controlled the twelve magic stones to disperse, and shot at Mark, Bingying and Selina respectively. The magic stones were like twelve meteors, cutting through the air, dragging dazzling light, carrying the breath of destruction, and heading straight for the three people. The stone slabs on the square broke apart at the moment the magic stones flew, and the broken stones flew and raised a cloud of dust.

Mark rolled on the ground and barely avoided the attack of the magic stones. He didn't care about the dust on his body, picked up the broken hilt on the ground, used it as a dagger, locked his eyes on Avella, and rushed towards her fiercely. The broken hilt seemed to come alive in his hand, flashing cold light, cutting through the air, and making a low humming sound. His steps were vigorous and fast as lightning, and he rushed to Avella in the blink of an eye.

Bingying roared to the sky, waving his huge claws, bringing gusts of wind, and knocked away the divine stone that attacked him. Several divine stones hit the buildings on the edge of the square and exploded with a loud bang, flames shot up into the sky, and broken stones flew everywhere. The shock wave of the explosion swept over, blowing Mark's robes, but he did not slow down at all, and rushed towards Avella with a firm look in his eyes. The explosions came one after another, and thick smoke billowed, covering the entire square in a gray dust.

Selina quickly retreated and narrowly avoided the attack of the divine stone. She was pale, chanting spells, and the magic light danced on her fingertips. A magic barrier with a light blue light was erected in front of her. The barrier emitted a soft light, blocking all the flying gravel and shock waves, protecting Selina's safety. She took a deep breath, calmed her mind, and watched Elvira vigilantly.

Mark took advantage of Elvira's distraction to control the magic stone, rushed to her, and stabbed her abdomen with the broken hilt of the sword. Although the broken hilt was not as long as the long sword, it was more flexible. In Mark's hand, it was like the tongue of a poisonous snake, going straight to Elvira's vitals. Mark's eyes burned with rage, like the god of revenge from hell, vowing to kill Elvira with the sword.

A trace of contempt flashed in Elvira's eyes, and she dodged Mark's attack sideways. She moved lightly, like a dancing butterfly, and dodged the fatal attack at the last moment. She raised her slender legs and kicked Mark's chest hard, kicking him out.

"Ugh!" Mark groaned, his body flew backwards, and fell heavily on the ground of the square, raising a cloud of dust. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if his ribs were broken, making it difficult for him to breathe. He struggled to stand up, but felt weak all over, and could only lie on the ground weakly, gasping for breath.

Bingying seized the opportunity and pounced on Avella again. The huge claws fell with the sound of wind, like a mountain pressing down, unstoppable. It opened its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and let out a deafening roar. The sound waves vibrated, causing the surrounding air to become distorted. The stone slabs on the square shattered under the huge power of Bingying, forming a huge spider web-like crack that spread out.

"Hmph!" Avella snorted coldly, and her figure flashed, like a ghost, and disappeared from the spot. Bingying's attack missed, and the huge claws slapped the ground, making a loud noise, and the ground shook violently, like an earthquake.

Avella appeared behind Bingying, condensed a black energy ball in her hand, and smashed Bingying's back fiercely. The energy ball came into contact with Bingying's scales, making a "sizzling" sound, and a black smoke rose up and spread.

Bingying let out a painful wail, and his huge body shook a few times, almost falling to the ground. Its scales were corroded by the black energy, and there were pieces of charred marks, which looked shocking.

"Bingying!" Mark struggled to get up from the ground and shouted anxiously. He endured the severe pain in his chest, picked up the broken hilt again, and rushed towards Avella.

Avella ignored Mark, but condensed a black energy ball again, ready to give Bingying a fatal blow.

"Stop!" Selina saw this and shouted loudly. She quickly formed seals with both hands, chanted a spell, and a golden light shot out from her hands and hit the energy ball in Avella's hand.

The energy ball exploded with a bang, emitting a dazzling light that illuminated the entire square. The shock wave of the explosion swept over, knocking Mark and Bingying out.

"Ahem..." Mark fell heavily to the ground, coughing up blood from his mouth, his face as pale as paper. He struggled to stand up, but felt weak all over, and could only lie on the ground powerlessly, gasping for breath.

Bingying was also affected by the shock wave, fell to the ground, and groaned in pain. It was covered with dust and blood, and looked miserable.

Avella stood in the center of the explosion, her black robe fluttering in the wind, she was unharmed, with a cold smile on her face. "Just you, do you want to stop me?" She said with contempt and disdain.

"Avella, don't even think about it!" Mark struggled to get up from the ground, supporting his body with the broken hilt, staring at Avella firmly.

"Really?" Elvira sneered, "Then let me see what else you can do." Elvira flashed and appeared in front of Mark in an instant, slapping him on the chest. Mark groaned, was knocked away again, and hit the stone pillar of the square heavily. Several cracks appeared on the stone pillar, and the broken stone fell down. Mark collapsed to the ground, and the broken hilt slipped from his hand, making a crisp sound of collision. His eyes blurred for a while, and he felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, and blood slowly flowed down the corners of his mouth. The square was paved with blue-gray stone bricks, which were now pitted and damaged by traces of battle, and some places still had traces of charring. Bingying struggled to get up from the ground and let out a low roar. It shook its huge head and tried to keep itself awake. It was injured by the divine stone in many places, leaving deep wounds that could be seen to the bone, and blood kept pouring out, dyeing its body red. It limped towards Mark, its eyes full of worry. The buildings at the edge of the square were carved with intricate patterns, but now they were incomplete due to the impact of the battle, and some statues had even broken and collapsed.

Seeing Mark injured again, Selina was extremely anxious. She took a deep breath, quickly formed seals with her hands, chanted a spell, and a light blue light enveloped her. She flashed and appeared beside Mark, helped him up, and asked with concern: "Mark, how are you?"