Sacred Crown

His face showed regret.

Andrew put away his smile and looked at Lin An as if he were looking at a dead man.

Both men were paragons of absolute rationality.

Since Lin An had asked that question, it meant there was no longer any possibility of negotiation.

"That's right."

As soon as he finished speaking, Andrew decisively turned and left. The three Silver-Helmed Greatswords behind him also silently closed in around Lin An.

"Lin An, perhaps you think you have a trump card and have nothing to fear."

"But I do too."

Floating in midair, slender fingertips released purple powder.

It looked like crushed gemstones.

"I originally wanted to save this trump card."

"After all, every trump card is important. I had originally kept it for Li Hao."

"But don't worry. I'll seal you away and kill you last."

His voice slowly faded.

After the North American higher-ups hurriedly withdrew from the area of confinement with Andrew, the three Silver-Helmed Awakeners instantly attacked.

The falling purple powder drilled into their bodies and erupted with a sacred power.

Like mindless killing machines, crisscrossing silver light suddenly enveloped Lin An from head to toe.

"Clang!"

The clash of metal rang out.

With his nearly perfect predictive ability, Lin An also moved instantly.

One Strike, All Slain!

After one sword swept aside the enormous silver net cleaving down at his head, a deep-red sword shadow sliced across the Silver-Helmed Awakener's neck in an instant.

Precise and efficient.

Sparks flew everywhere.

It was as if he had struck metal.

The scene of the sword shattering it as he had expected did not appear.

Feeling the tremendous force above his head that had not weakened in the slightest, Lin An suddenly blasted backward several steps and held his sword horizontally.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The greatswords