Time rewound a few minutes!
On the Beast Tide battlefield, Luo Fan pierced the Seventh-Tier Parrot's heart with his sword, and wild joy spread across the Sequence Users' faces.
"It's dead! That Seventh-Tier Parrot is dead!"
"Luo Fan! Luo Fan killed it!"
Cheers rose one after another along the city walls.
Countless gazes converged on that black figure, on the Wraith Short Sword still dripping blood.
The pinnacle of Sequence Users-they had only heard that title on the forums before. Now, they had witnessed it themselves.
Slaying a Seventh Tier Fierce Beast while only at the Fourth Tier-what a terrifying feat.
Yet before the cheers had faded, an even deeper, more overwhelming aura suddenly bore down from the sky.
The Eighth Tier Winged Queen hovered in midair, her dark golden wings beating slowly.
Everyone could feel the fury contained within that aura.
It was no ordinary anger, but the searing rage of losing a trusted lieutenant.
The pressure of an Eighth Tier Fierce Beast weighed like a mountain on everyone's hearts.
The Sequence Users on the walls involuntarily held their breath. Some began trembling as they gripped their swords, while others instinctively took half a step back.
The Eighth Tier-that rank alone robbed them of any thought of resistance.
Then, under the astonished gazes of all the Sequence Users, eerie blue light suddenly erupted from the Winged Queen's eyes.
The light was dazzling, like two miniature stars exploding at once.
Wherever it passed, space rippled visibly like the surface of a lake struck by a stone.
Immediately afterward, the Winged Queen's figure began to blur and turn transparent, as though swallowed by that eerie blue light, disappearing bit by bit from the night sky.
Deathly silence fell over the battlefield.
The Sequence Users exchanged looks, their eyes filled with bewilderment