The blade rose and fell.
Harold's body was split vertically in two by the golden light.
Then there was Grace's body, sliced horizontally into two pieces.
It could only be said that their deaths were remarkably similar.
At least their lifelong grudge had not been in vain.
"All players, please note: Player No. 106 of the Myriad Beasts God Race has died. There are currently 790 people remaining on the battlefield."
"All players, please note: Player No. 113 of the Mechanical God Race has died. There are currently 789 people remaining on the battlefield."
Their deaths added two more insignificant death announcements to the Zero Godname Battlefield.
Having successfully reaped the rewards without lifting a finger, Lin Zhiluo happily emerged from hiding.
Ambushing people really was more satisfying!
With a casual move, he had gained two kills.
He ran to Harold's corpse and skillfully began prying off the equipment fragments embedded in Harold's flesh.
He had been watching these two for quite some time.
Their strength was quite impressive, and each possessed three or four Legend Grade pieces of equipment.
Even though those pieces of equipment had all been severely damaged, there was still no problem extracting enough energy from them to make four complete Legend Grade pieces of equipment.
Just as Lin Zhiluo moved toward where Grace's upper body lay, a sharp arrow suddenly shot out from a distant bush, flying straight for his head.
Whether it was the power bursting from the arrow or its target-locking precision, it was clearly a carefully planned attack!
Yet Lin Zhiluo showed no sign of panic in the face of this sudden assault.
He had long known through the Alert Card's warning that a player had been lying in ambush in those bushes.
Without question, this guy was in the same line