Wang Ba let out a savage laugh. With a casual flick, he tossed Si Na into the air, then viciously drove the javelin in his hand through Si Na's heart.
Lin Qi's eyes widened. This was the chance! Gripping the Army-Slaying Axe tightly, he hurled it with all his strength. Before the javelin could pierce Si Na's heart, the Army-Slaying Axe came howling in wreathed in black light, cleaving Si Na precisely into two halves. Countless tiger-head patterns on the axe blade opened their jaws and devoured madly. Before Si Na could even let out a dying scream, Pompey within him had already been completely swallowed.
Wang Ba froze for a moment, then instinctively reached out to seize the Army-Slaying Axe.
But the countless dragon-scale-like protrusions on the axe's handle began spinning at high speed. Wang Ba grabbed the handle, and a piercing screech of friction rang out. Blood sprayed from his palm as the incomparably sharp dragon scales, infused with a trace of dreadful slaughterous intent, ground the flesh of his hand to pulp, exposing broad patches of white bone.
"Damn thing!" Wang Ba recoiled in horror and hastily released the Army-Slaying Axe. With a triumphant cry, the axe traced an arc through the air and lightly flew back into Lin Qi's hand. Lin Qi gripped the handle, and the dragon-scale protrusions that had just shredded Wang Ba's palm had vanished without a trace.
A strange aura surged out from within the Army-Slaying Axe, and faint divine might spread in all directions. Pompey's face could vaguely be seen flickering across the axe blade. With his features twisted, Pompey roared hoarsely, trying to break free from the axe. But countless phantom tigers coiled around him, biting great mouthfuls from his body and ceaselessly devouring his power and divine soul.
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