The pillar of light engulfing the Black King gradually dissipated, leaving almost nothing behind.
Morris's expression was dazed, his eyes vacant, his hands still rigidly poised in a futile support gesture. Such a great father, gone just like that?
What is going on?
Heckler's heart was shocked; that was clearly an attack from the Holy Castle, but why would the Holy Castle suddenly attack this fellow?
Could it be that the Azure Dragon can also mobilize the power of the Holy Castle?
As soon as this conjecture emerged, he felt as though he was enveloped in a chilling layer of cold, as if plunged into an ice cave.
The fear it brought far exceeded the shock of seeing the Azure Dragon heavily injure that guy with a single blow.
After all, the power limit of the Holy Castle is not merely at the ultimate level, but is almost unpredictable.
"Run!"
Tan Ding's voice exploded in his ears.
