At that moment, Nicola's face turned ashen, while Ruilin seemed to awaken from a dream.
Naturally, the Bloodsmith Hunter would not give his prey any chance to escape.
"Python King Blood Cannon."
Output: three hundred percent!
As this declaration fell mercilessly within Ye Chen's heart, the crimson bloodlight condensed to its utmost limit within the throat of the giant "Master-Swallowing Painted Python" immediately blasted into Nicola's water domain with a terrifying momentum capable of destroying heaven and earth, shooting straight toward the linear space occupied by Nicola, Ye Chen, and Ruilin.
Although within Nicola's territory, the power of every enemy attack would be significantly reduced by the resistance of the water currents, before the vast and formidable destructive foundation of Ye Chen's Blood Spirit Art, the overlapping prison formed from countless streams of energy water still could not restrain the giant python's long-accumulated, sky-toppling fury.
Then, in merely an instant, the crimson blood cannon pierced through a hundred meters of water in a fan-shaped burst before surging toward the three figures at the center of the space.
First came Nicola.
Faced with the unstoppable and immensely wide-reaching cannon blast of the giant python, with nowhere to run, she could only pluck the harp strings sharply with a face full of terror.
In the next instant, Nicola herself was the first to be swallowed by the dazzling, incomparably savage bloodlight.
Then came Ye Chen.
With a wave of his hand, he summoned an enormous, thick sphere of blood that tightly wrapped around him.
Since both offense and defense were fundamentally Ye Chen's blood, they possessed powerful compatibility. As their master, Ye Chen was naturally completely immune to all the damage before him and would not be accidentally injured by Little Python.
Last came Ruilin.
Although the seasoned veteran had been carefully