The Strike of Destruction

One day, in only one day, a large half of Blood Crown's city had fallen. The Pan Heng world army had already occupied a big part of the city, leaving only the ten-thousand-miles-squared, central area under the control of the non-humankind.

The subordinates under Blood Crown's direct command, including the chief officer who was in the highest position, had all put on armors, led the troops of Blood Crown, and joined the battle. But, everyone that rushed out of the great hall was dead.

The chief officer was slightly weaker than Blood Crown. The moment he rushed out of the hall in a destructive weapon, a seven-colored light descended from the sky and brushed across his body, instantly turning the hundreds of meters tall destructive weapon and him into ashes, without leaving even a trace of his soul.

"Master, where are you?" In the hall, all non-humankind nobles watched the death of the officer with a soul-deep fear. What kind of power could kill such a powerful being instantly?