Chapter 1045: This Miracle Is Not That Miracle
Incredible.
That was the most genuine thought in the minds of most people at this moment.
Whether it was the radiance bursting from Bell, the resolve he displayed, or the power brought by that radiance.
Without a doubt, he had accomplished something that, in the eyes of the vast majority of people, should have been impossible.
Even Bell himself was dumbfounded.
He had never imagined that he could go this far.
"What are you doing!" Bert suddenly roared. "The battle isn't over!"
"Hm?" Bell was stunned for just this instant.
A tremendous pressure of wind burst from above the howling Wind Wolf's head.
After its weak point had been struck, the Wind Wolf seemed to have been thoroughly enraged.
One blade of wind after another came crashing down, more violent and chaotic than before.
This time, Bell was powerless to dodge.
He screamed as his right arm was severed completely, and one bloody gash after another appeared across his body.
He wanted to gather the radiance from before once again.
But clearly.
Miracles had limits too.
The Minotaur rushed over and swung its long blade. Bell raised his other arm, only for it to be severed without mercy as well.
Shen Mo watched it all with an indifferent expression.
This was only natural.
In Shen Mo's eyes, the miracle on Bell's body was less a miracle than a hidden power. That power allowed him to accomplish things that seemed impossible to everyone else.
But "everyone else" clearly did not include Shen Mo.
The miracle in everyone else's eyes was not the miracle in Shen Mo's eyes.
Or rather.
The "five percent" hope Shen Mo had given him had already taken this so-called miraculous power into account.
Without that power, compared with Bell's