The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 4167

Doomsday (18)

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Above the Land of the Machine Gods.

With a deafening boom, the dark-red God-Slaying Armor seized by Brocade Ba Yeli exploded in the high altitude, shattering into fragments that fell below.

Si Jiaqi was dragged straight out of the cockpit.

Yet she was still struggling.

Brocade Ba Yeli's hands gripped Si Jiaqi's body from above and below, then violently pulled apart... Her slender waist stretched like taffy before snapping!

A spine gleaming like sodium thrown into water was instantly pulled out.

Her body was torn completely in two, and then tossed away. Two beams of light shot from Brocade Ba Yeli's eyes.

Boom—!!

The two halves of her remains exploded into dust in midair.

Chunks of flesh scattered everywhere.

Inside the cockpit, Adams let out a long breath. Just now, he had relied on a bellyful of rage... He could not describe how it felt after killing someone. His brain buzzed. He seemed afraid, yet seemed instinctively suppressing it as he considered what to do next.

"That is..."

Through the spatial passage leading to the Limit Clan's Royal Nest Grounds, Adams saw a sight he would never forget. He sucked in a breath, and his overheated mind instantly cooled.

Gritting his teeth, Brocade Ba Yeli charged straight into the spatial passage.

"This is Doomsday..."

Within the Holy Machine God's mental link space, everyone, including Gulev, stared at the naked gray-haired youngster with horrified expressions.

The Holy Machine God's detection system was frantically calculating his parameters... Countless red warning windows opened wildly, but they were all meaningless garbled data.

The members of the imperial family knew only a little about Doomsday. They had no idea what was happening.

"Doomsday has a form like this?"

Fleche had already begun considering escape... This form was absolutely not a good sign—the earlier colossal

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