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Rumble!

Violent roars echoed between heaven and earth, terrifying all who heard them.

In the sky, a massive dark-red spear struck fiercely against a Small World Projection. Countless runes burst forth from it, drawing upon the Power of Heaven and Earth and shaking the void as Space Rifts spread in every direction.

The sight was undoubtedly astonishing.

Swordfish Mola had already fled far away. Watching this scene from a distance, it was horrified to the extreme.

It had never expected that the Blood Clan Blood Child could bring out the power of a Saint-level Array to such an extent that even Elder Swordfish Flounder's attack could not withstand it.

This was simply terrifying!

How had that brat done it?

A mere Intermediate Demon Emperor Level being had overturned its understanding time and time again.

First, he had killed several incomparably powerful Top Emperor-Level beings and had nearly killed it as well. Now, even Elder Swordfish Flounder had fallen into danger.

This was far too unbelievable.

Swordfish Mola stared fixedly at the point where the dark-red spear collided with the Small World Projection. If Elder Swordfish Flounder could not block that dark-red spear, the consequences would be unthinkable.

That would mean the other party could use this Saint-level Array to carry out a massacre.

Even it would have no way of escaping.

Rumble...

The tremors in the sky continued. The Small World Projection was constantly collapsing, while the dark-red spear was no better off. Its explosive power was likewise being steadily weakened, and the runes wrapped around it were shattering.

The two sides had reached a stalemate!

This was a battle of attrition.

Both sides were waiting for the other's power to run dry.

The Blood God Clone narrowed his eyes. Knowing he could not simply wait, he immediately waved a