"Good—ah—"
Barry shouted with genuine emotion.
Richard frowned slightly upon hearing that, but didn't pay attention, focusing more on Nu'an approaching.
Nu'an's body suddenly emitted a dark gray color, as if his skin was petrified, and he came rushing like a flying mountain.
Richard couldn't determine the reality at the moment, he raised his hand, and the surrounding air gathered and compressed in his palm, forming a heavy air missile which flew towards Nu'an's body.
"Bang!"
A loud explosion, the air missile hit Nu'an's body at a very fast speed, bursting open violently.
As Nu'an approached, his steps paused, cracks appeared all over his body, and with a "crash," he shattered into thousands of stone fragments, a large amount of gray-white stone powder scattered, blocking a large area.
This...
"Is he dead?"
The nearby shouting Barry was slightly stunned, uttering a doubtful voice.
