The Enchantress Descended, the Eyes of Medusa!

Gawain's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

He wanted to speak, to scream, to run away.

But he found himself unable to do anything about it.

His body, his soul, everything about him was firmly nailed to the spot by an invisible, irresistible will.

He could only watch helplessly as the invisible yet dazzling Sword Qi, which seemed to sever cause and effect and destiny, flashed past from his shattered Sword in the Stone.

Then, it passed through the space between his eyebrows.

Puff!

The Sword Qi passed through his body without encountering any resistance, and its momentum remained undiminished.

It struck directly behind him, on the Arena Wall, which was a hundred feet high and ten meters thick and constructed of incredibly hard Obsidian.

Sizzle--

A smooth, deep cut quietly emerged from the center of the protective wall.

Immediately afterwards, the entire majestic protective wall silently slid open from that cut, revealing the surging black ocean behind it.

One move!

Broken Sword, murder, mountain splitting!

After doing all this, Li Jiahao withdrew his right hand, which had been pointing straight at him like a sword, and put it back in his pocket.

The terrifying Sword Intent that filled the world receded like a tide.

Time, which had been frozen, began to flow again.

call--

The sea breeze howled again, and the waves surged once more.

In mid-air, the expression of shock on Gawain's handsome face froze completely.

A thin line of blood appeared between his eyebrows.

Then, the line of blood quickly spread downwards, across his nose, his lips, his neck, and his indestructible Mithril heavy armor...

It extends all the way down to the crotch.

The next second.

Thump.

His body, from that line of blood, slid perfectly to the left and right, becoming two neat halves.

Blood and entrails splattered all over the arena with a "whoosh".

The two halves of the body remained standing for several seconds before collapsing with a crash.

He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief!

The entire hall was deathly silent.

The whole world was deathly silent.

Everyone who watched this scene on the screen completely lost their minds.

Their mouths were agape, their eyes wide, and they even forgot to breathe.

what happened?

What exactly happened just now?

One second he was all-powerful Chief Paladin, capable of destroying the world; how could he just die like that?

He was defeated in one move by that young man who looked like a beggar?

They didn't even use weapons?

On the Dragon Kingdom Kingdom's side, Han Duoduo's Lollipop fell to the ground with a "thud".

"I... I'm so pissed..."

The Wild Chicken rubbed its eyes exaggeratedly, its mouth wide open enough to fit an egg.

"Captain... I didn't see wrong, did I? Brother Jiahao... he didn't use a sword!"

A rare look of seriousness appeared on Yue Feng's face.

He watched Li Jiahao's retreating figure and muttered to himself, "This kid has gotten stronger again. He's already touched the threshold of the Heart Sword Realm."

Only Yue Xiaofei wore a knowing smile.

This is Divine Sequence 009 [Sword Immortal].

A conceptual Divine Sequence that is irrational and entirely idealistic.

As long as his "intention" and "realm" are there, let alone God's Agent, even if True God descends, he can kill him with a single sword!

Under the watchful eyes of billions of people around the world, as if they had seen a ghost.

Li Jiahao swayed to his Broken Iron Sword, bent down to pick it up, and put it back behind his back.

He turned around, looked at the group of the West God's Agent who had been completely petrified on the divine High Platform opposite him, and curled his lip.

"That's all there is to it."

After saying that, he yawned, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly walked back to his own camp.

It was as if the peerless Sword Immortal had caused the world to change color and split a Broken Sword in an instant was not him at all.

"That's all there is to it."

Li Jiahao's four casual words were like four resounding slaps to the faces of everyone in the the West Divine Alliance.

silence.

A deathly silence.

On the High Platform of the gods, the expressions on the faces of the four remaining God's Agent were incredibly fascinating.

Shock, astonishment, disbelief—ultimately, all transformed into deep fear and anger.

"Gawain... is he dead?"

The shadowy figure shrouded in a black robe spoke in a dry, hoarse voice, as if two pieces of sandpaper were rubbing together.

"He was... killed in one move?"

The 2.5-meter-tall Berserker, Butcher Andrei, had bloodshot eyes as he stared intently at the two still-steaming halves of the corpse on the arena.

They knew better than anyone how strong Gawain was.

That's the undisputed Chief Paladin of the Church Round Table Council!

The Angel Bloodline within him grants him near-infinite Divine Power, and the Sword in the Stone in his hand is hailed as Blade of Judgment capable of severing all evil!

Yet this very person, a top-tier powerhouse capable of ranking among the top ten in the the West world's combat strength, actually...

He was instantly defeated by a seemingly frail-looking Eastern boy without even using a weapon?

What the hell is this joke?

"It's not Witchcraft... nor is it an illusion..."

The gaunt old man holding the Black Book spoke in a trembling voice, his eyes flashing with fear.

"It's the rule... the Rule Power! That Easterner, he just briefly altered the 'principle' of this space! His will is the sword!"

These words sent a shockwave through the other three.

Tampering with the rules?

Isn't that a power that only true gods can possess?

"Christina!"

Just then, a cold and majestic voice resounded directly in the minds of the four people through their Divine Sense.

It was Archbishop Marcius, seated at the Geneva Headquarters, remotely observing the battle through Divine Descent Crystal!

His voice was filled with suppressed, overwhelming anger.

"You're up for the second match!"

"I will not tolerate any failure! Use your ' Petrifying Eyes ' to turn that arrogant Easterner and his companions into cold Stone!"

"I will show them the consequences of blasphemy!"

The woman with long, emerald-green hair and a seductive figure licked her scarlet lips and let out a silvery laugh after hearing the command.

"Yes, Your Excellency, Archbishop."

Her voice was captivating, as if it could steal one's soul.

"I can't wait to taste these Eastern men. Especially that kid with the knife, he looks really appetizing."

Christina's gaze swept unabashedly over Yue Xiaofei, her eerie purple eyes filled with greed and desire.

She comes from the Greek Divine Hall and is the purest descendant of the Ancient God Medusa!

Her power was completely different from Gawain's grand and sweeping Divine Power.

She is more skilled in curses, mind control, and that terrifying Petrifying Demon Eyes that can wither everything!