Warlord Chapter 322

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What is this?

A layer of greyish energy field was reflected in Agatha's eyes. She flew up into the sky, reaching her limit before she fell. Agatha didn't even have the strength to protect herself. She could only let her body hit the tiles on the square, and slip away under the effect of her usual disposition. During this period, violent friction between the hands and feet and other joints and the ground resulted in multiple sprain of tendons and two fractures.

However, when she stopped, she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Agatha looked up feebly at the sky, indicating that the energy she had gained was ebbing away, that signals that were being suppressed and wounded in every part of her body were now screaming at Agatha. The pain, enough to knock Agatha unconscious ten times, was insignificant to her now. After all, when the pain reached an extreme, his body would become numb.

A large area of her body was burned below her chest. The Night G.o.d's battle suit was in a state of disintegration. The flesh under the battle uniform was badly burnt, with not a single piece of good meat to be found.

It was the result of the flames from the explosion of the high-powered grenade at close range, and in the distance, from a smoke dragon soaring into the sky, came the wounded roar of the Archon.

Just now, Agatha had hinted to herself, in exchange for the ability to move, as well as greatly enhancing the functions of her body. With speed and agility equal to that of the fifth step, Agatha used the Archon's slow hammering to jump onto the warhammer, then sprinted along the Archon's arm until she reached the shoulders of the giant.

Agatha smiled softly as she faced the consul's beast-skull helmet, and at the same time pulled the safety b.u.t.ton on the grenade. While throwing the grenade into the skull, Agatha stomped heavily on the Consul's body and bounced off.

In the next moment, the grenade exploded, releasing orange flames that not only engulfed the Senator, but also Agatha. However, Agatha's most serious injury was not the fact that she had been burned by the high temperature. It was the fact that the explosion of the grenade caused a high frequency shockwave that not only blew her away, but also shattered all of her internal organs.

Agatha knew she was going to die, but at least she did it beautifully.

The column of smoke that shrouded the Consul gradually dispersed, but the high-ranked weapon of Yotonheim had died just like that. The high-powered grenade had blown away half the Archon's head and left him badly burned. Large chunks of carbon-like skin fell off, revealing flesh dripping with blood. In any case, the Consul was not dead, and Agatha's attack had gone completely crazy.

Waving its sledgehammer, it lunged at Agatha, its shadow of death enveloping her. There's no difference between dying early and dying late, is there?

At this moment, the sound of a beast could be heard. The huge shadow slammed into the Consul from the side and forcefully pushed him away. Finally, the two collided heavily against the stone foundation of the obelisk.

The entire plaza shook slightly.