Looking at Enzo and the others lying on the ground, continuously vomiting black foam, Lin Qi sensed their life auras and found that they were still far from death. After all, Enzo, Yu Lian, and the others were all powerful beings who had inherited divine offices within the Divine Domain. It would not be so easy to drain away all their life force.
Even Yu Lian's ordinary subordinates, those whom Lin Qi had sent to hold Berely City at such a critical juncture, were at the very least lower-grade demigod experts. Moreover, they all carried various life-saving potions formulated by Mr. Mo and the Dragon Witch King. When they realized something was wrong, they had promptly taken those powerful medicines. Though they were unconscious now, the fires of their lives still burned brightly.
So Lin Qi smiled at the blackstone puppet and brought his axe down again.
Something that horrified Lin Qi happened. He had put all his strength into that swing, and the Army-Slaying Axe had moved as fast as lightning tearing through the sky. Yet the seemingly clumsy, cumbersome blackstone puppet lightly raised its shield before the Army-Slaying Axe. At the same time, Lenga in its right hand silently traced an arc and lightly smashed into Lin Qi's chest and abdomen before the axe could land. Lin Qi let out a muffled grunt as the three differently sized meteor hammers atop Lenga sent him flying, his chest burning with pain.
"This fellow's strength actually rivals that of an upper-grade Main God?" Lin Qi cried hoarsely.
"Mmm. Among the blackstone puppets made by that group of curse masters, this is merely a low-grade product!" Heaven Mountain sighed with immense nostalgia. "I truly wonder who got hold of this thing, and where. I also wonder what the highest grade of