"Hang later." Marne raised his hand and said, "I'm just passing by."

The general and the leader of the ascetics were walking towards him:

"We don't believe you."

The Tiger King stepped forward and walked a few steps, blocking Ma En and Ning Changkong with his body:

"Sorry, I didn't expect them to join forces.

"But I will block them. After you leave here, they will have no reason to continue chasing them."

The four rulers were all firmly walking towards here. Although the tiger king standing in front of several people was not injured, the beastization of the forearm and calves began to spread toward her body by itself, and her momentum was gradually rising, and even looking

She licked the tiger's teeth and was about to start a bloody battle.

Ma En looked at Ning Changkong and said:

“Stand in place.”

Then he turned around and walked to the front of the Tiger King.

"If you want to test, I accept it, not because I respect your rules so much." Mar En casually said, "It's just that it's more convenient.

"Now it seems that the easiest way has changed."

He didn't want to fight at the risk of being injured.

The tiger king said in surprise:

"You don't need it..."

"No, I just want to go on." Marne replied.

If he wants to escape, he can easily leave here with the flying ability he has just tried - this must be one of the skills he has mastered in the past.

But this is not a good idea.

The power of thought swept across the four rulers like a tsunami, but they all seemed to have paused, but the entourages behind them all stopped, but within a few seconds, all the restraints on their bodies disappeared.

Just when they all felt that Marx and Eun could not stop their advancement, the three rulers' advancement slowed down before Marx and Eun's second concentration of mind.

But they did not stop like the Ⅱ-level abilities, and the leader of the ascetic who had walked the slowest among the few people still maintained his original speed. In the blink of an eye, he reached the front position among the few people.

"This move is good, but there is no chance of winning against two and four." The Wanderer said confidently, and then forced his way forward with his mind. "Our body is not as weak as your opponent just now."

No, he couldn't control them all.

As Mar En tried to increase his mind strength, he could feel a vague stinging sensation that began to climb along his spine towards his brain, like...

Bad memories that have been forgotten are emerging.

"Can you hold back the Ascetic and the King of Wanderers?"

The Tiger King didn't say anything. At this moment, she looked half a human and half a tiger, and she was almost chasing the level of beastization of several other rulers.

"Roar." With the roar, she rushed towards the ascetic in the front, her limbs quickly intersected on the ground, and her figures shuttled through the air like afterimages. Then she threw herself down the black robe figure and rolled on the ground.

The wanderers in front are about to come to them.

Mar En took back the mental power of him and the Wanderer, and immediately appeared in front of the Tiger King and the Ascetic. The situation where the Tiger King had the upper hand changed instantly, she began to deal with it in a mess in front of both.

The blood stained the three people's eyes red, especially the Tiger King.

She may lose her life in the process at any time.

But they did not notice that the general and the cannibal king stopped.

Mar En looked at the cannibal king.

He moved forward again, but stopped immediately, and at the cost of the general's restraint returned to its original level, the ruler rushed towards Marx again.

They are about twenty meters away.

The general's purpose is to get close to Mar and En. Fighting with such abilities at a distance is not a wise choice, not to mention that all of them are good at melee combat.

Seventeen meters.

Marx and En remained looking at the cannibal king.

Fourteen meters,

The ascetic's black robe was torn to pieces by sharp claws, revealing its scarred body. The King of Wanderers and the King of Tigers had several claw marks on them.

Eleven meters.

The cannibal king looked at Mar En unchangedly - the muscles on his face could not push away the powerful force surrounding him.

Eight meters.

The tiger king was torn off his left palm by the King of Wanderers with his sharp claws, and his wrist was bleeding. Her mouth was holding the dry arms of the ascetic, and three pairs of bloodthirsty eyes stared at each other.

Five meters.

The general raised his silver-white palm and aimed it at Mar En's head to accumulate terrifying explosive power that could tear the metal apart.

Three meters.

The signs of beastization on the people in the battle inevitably increased, and their expressions were long replaced by madness and bloodthirst, and they could only fight with instinct like wild beasts.

Two meters.

The general stepped towards Maren with a solemn expression, and the end of his palm that looked like a sharp metal suddenly drilled towards his head, about to pierce into his skull.

One meter.

Mar En withdrew his eyes and looked at the general.

He stopped while holding his right arm high.

"Are you next?" asked Maren.

Before he understood the meaning of Marx's words, he heard the messenger's exclamation.

The puzzled eyes were scattered in the square, but they saw nothing...

They didn't see the cannibal king either.

"Now it's two against three." He turned to look at the King of Wanderers, "Do you think there is a chance of winning this way?"

The wanderer and the ascetic looked at each other, but before they spoke, the general who could not move first shouted in horror:

"I surrender! I surrender! This is the idea of ​​the cannibal king. Now that he is dead, we have no reason to continue fighting!"

He stared at Marn with a fearful look, afraid that he would repeat what he had done to the cannibal king on himself.

Hearing the general's words, the Wanderer King and the Ascetic, who had a little fighting spirit, also opened the distance in her scarlet eyes;

"Okay, that's how it ends."

Mar En looked at the Tiger King and repeated the question he had just said:

"Can you hold them back?"

She was stunned for a moment, then showed a bloody smile.

Hearing this, the Wanderer King turned directly toward Ning Changkong in the distance. Obviously, when Mar En showed his threat, he had noticed that the girl was following him.

But before he could walk a few steps, he felt as if his feet were shackled and it was difficult to move around. Then there was a sound of a tiger culling behind him.

Marine shrugged as he looked at the general:

"This is the battle you started, so it's up to me to decide when to stop. Look, it seems that I have no reason not to kill you all, because it is a more risky plan for me.

“Isn’t it?”

He smiled in the other person's horror expression.

Then the general knew what the cannibal king felt.

He couldn't feel his feet anymore.

Then there are legs, buttocks, waist, chest, hands, neck...

Until the head.
Chapter completed!