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I Don't Need A Weak Teammate

Gas-Death Smashed on the ground heavily with ten swords deep in his body. He spurted out a mouthful of blood staring at Supreme with horror.

*I don't know how you are this powerful, and also immune to my Gas, Human. But know one thing... Queen-Spidax will avenge me!*

"Don't place your hopes on that, because she will be next." With a thought two starlight swords drew out from Gas-Death's body, circling his neck.

*The Great Queen will live long!!*

Whoosh!!

Gas-Death's head rolled on the ground, as blood flow out like a fountain from his headless body.

{Congratulation, Quest Updated.}

{Kill Two Elders: 1/2.}

<Congratulation Player Supreme. You have killed an Elder, Rewards will be given after you win the game.>

The swords flew out from Gas-Death and merged together into one, he caught his sword and stored it in his storage.

"Did he just killed Gas-Death with one Attack?" Miles turned to Blood-Arrow.

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