The quiet sky over the St. Paul's Cathedral was suddenly torn open with a huge crack.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
Several figures came out from it, all covered with blood on their clothes.
"Er!"
Wang Bugui and Hanae Chiou came out last. They looked back at the startling battle in the distance.
"Senior, go!" Wang Bugui roared hard to the inside.
"Howl!"
Hearing that, the Blood Demon King made a deafening shout and brandished the blood machete in his hand down. A hundred-foot violent machete power rushed out, annihilating the light of the Bombardment of Five Stars.
It then rushed straight to the illusion in front violently.
"Holy Light—Elimination!"
But the illusion only raised his hand slowly. The holy power of belief burst out from his hand and then rushed out. Numerous white lights surrounded the machete, stopping its violent offensive successfully.
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