"This... you... cheated!" Alanmadaier did not even know why she had roared that, but she had indeed shouted it out. Then her petite, beautiful body was sent flying by Barrel's heavy warhammer. To everyone who witnessed it, it was as if they had seen a mad bull smash a graceful butterfly into the air. Yes, exactly that feeling.
Blood sprayed from all seven of Alanmadaier's orifices as she flew backward. Her body had nearly been hammered flat. Barrel's warhammer had landed heavily upon her, and the side of her body that had met the hammer had become an utterly flat plane. Her pert nose, the slight rise of her breasts, and every protruding part of her body had been smashed smooth and flat by that blow, like a mirror.
Blood continuously spurted from her twisted, deformed seven orifices. Alanmadaier, who had once been exquisitely lovely and full of heroic spirit, now had a hideous, savage face like that of an evil ghost. This was not Alanmadaier's fault. It was Barrel's fault. After all, if you took a peerless beauty, a woman beautiful enough to topple kingdoms and cities, and rolled her face flat with a rolling pin like a dumpling wrapper, there was no way that face could still be worth looking at.
The unlucky Alanmadaier had flown less than ten meters when the charging Barrel had already caught up to her. He viciously drove a fist into her lower abdomen. Thus, the freshly flattened Alanmadaier was swiftly folded in half. The upper and lower halves of her body pressed tightly together, and with her buttocks leading the way, her folded body shot backward like an arrow.
Xuan Lan had somehow appeared behind Alanmadaier. He lazily sprawled on the ground and opened his mouth as wide as he could. His