Mu Chen's slash sent Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro hurtling into the sea at terrifying speed.
At that moment, no one knew whether Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro was alive or dead.
But Mu Chen had no time to check whether Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro had survived. He was fighting one against five, and he had only dealt with one of them.
Everyone watching was dumbfounded. Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro had been killed just like that.
Before the Five Elders could react, Mu Chen's gaze suddenly shifted to the sky. Saint Marcus Mars's serpent-bird form was circling overhead, its black, flaming feathers somewhat disheveled after his earlier attack had failed.
"You're next!"
The moment Mu Chen finished speaking, the wings on his back beat hard, and he shot into the sky like a red meteor.
Saint Marcus Mars's pupils contracted. He hadn't expected Mu Chen to suddenly target him. Panicking, he hurriedly flapped his wings, sending countless black, flaming feathers shooting toward Mu Chen in an attempt to stop his charge.
"Cheap tricks."
Mu Chen snorted disdainfully, gathering Conqueror's Coating in his left hand and sweeping it across the incoming feathers.
The red shock wave collided with the black flames, instantly shattering the feathers into sparks that filled the sky.
He used the force to accelerate, reaching the serpent-bird in the blink of an eye. His crimson sword, wreathed in Conqueror's Haki and lightning, slashed toward its left wing.
The slash was as fast as lightning, striking at a vicious angle straight for the weak point where the wing joined the body.
At the sight of Mu Chen's terrifying attack, Marcus Mars shrieked in horror and desperately twisted his body to dodge, but he was a step too slow.
The crisp sound of a slash rang through the sky once more as